Huanghai Boulevard.

Behind it is the Huanghai Entertainment Club, which is also the headquarters of Meng Chaoxi in Huainan. Tong Guò can name the entire street after the clubhouse, which can be seen the power of Meng Chaoxi in this place.

The night breeze was cold and cold like a knife.

At this time, it was almost dawn, but before that gray was revealed, it was the darkest time of the day.

Huanghai Avenue, which was supposed to be brilliantly lit, didn't know when the surrounding buildings had turned off their lights. Only the dim streetlights emitted a dull yellow light, gently swaying in the night breeze.

More than thirty of Meng Chaoxi's subordinates, who were snorting heavily at this time, with frightened faces on their faces, quickly ran towards here. Some of them were carrying dicks in their hands, while others were simply bare-handed, disheveled, and even had blood stains on their bodies, and their expressions were as terrified as lost dogs.

Just a day ago, as the elite of Hanliu's authentic sect, they were afraid that they would never have imagined that they would have such a wolf bèi day.

Behind them, only forty or fifty meters away, a group of black-clothed men with sharp blades in their hands were in a neat formation, like wolves chasing sheep, following behind unhurriedly.

And among these people, a middle-aged man with a naked body, exuding a strong murderous aura all over his body, and looking indifferent like a demon god, was the most conspicuous.

One of Meng Chaoxi's subordinates, because of his injuries, stumbled while fleeing and fell to the ground. The little brother next to him, some wanted to reach out and pull him.

However, the person was not pulled up. As a result, he was pushed by his companions, so he simply ignored his companions who fell behind, and ran forward by himself.

At this moment, the shirtless man had already come to him.

"Don't, don't kill me" The injured little brother, probably intimidated by the murderous aura in the other party's eyes, couldn't help but kick quickly on the ground with his two feet, trying to get away from this terrible man.

"Hmph" This big man is naturally the six-fingered fist demon Quanwei, he didn't even look at the little brother who fell behind and begged for mercy, he just snorted coldly.

Yu Chen, who was following him, had a cold glint in his eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, a cold knife light suddenly flew over.

"Stop" At this time, I saw from a distance that Meng Chaoxi's men, who were fleeing for their lives, suddenly slowed down. And a team of nearly 30 elite brothers quickly greeted them.

The first person was in a hurry, and even shouted.

However, Yu Chen didn't seem to hear it. Because although Quanwei stopped, he had no intention of stopping.

Poof

The blood was shot, and when he heard the shout, he thought that the little brother who had come to the savior turned his head and opened his mouth to shout: "North"

Before a word was spoken, Yu Chen's knife light slashed at his neck. The blood shot at him, and the long knife was instantly retracted, and was thrown into the knife bag behind him by Yu Chen's backhand.

The little brother had an unwilling look on his face, clutched his neck, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Quan Wei stared coldly at the visitor, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even look at the killed little brother. Let me stop, you are also worthy

Nie Zhenbei, who had just appeared, saw this, and the corners of his eyes were almost cracked. His eyes were scarlet, and a heavy black knife in his hand suddenly rose up, and he roared with a tyrannical momentum: "Fuck you, Lao Tzu wants you to pay for your blood debt."

At the moment when the first word came out, he rushed towards Yu Chen.

This guy in front of him is so arrogant that he dares to kill him in front of him Don't look at Nie Zhenbei when he was in front of Meng Chaoxi, he was submissive, and even a little cowardly, but if he was really such a person, how could Meng Chaoxi call him a second brother, and keep him by his side as his right-hand man

In the eyes of the younger brother below, Nie Zhenbei is definitely a fierce and tough guy.

At this time, Nie Zhenbei showed this side. He was alone, and rushed over to the fifty or sixty people in Quanwei. Before the words fell, the long knife in his hand suddenly slashed towards Yu Chen, full of violence.

"Is the blood debt repaid" A hateful muttered to himself, and the voice seemed to be still floating in the air, and Quan Wei's figure suddenly rushed over, and smashed towards the sword light with a punch. His fist was as big as a small casserole, like a meteor, and instantly hit Nie Zhenbei's steel knife.

Nie Zhenbei only felt a strong force, surging towards him. He couldn't help but snort, and the steel knife in his hand slashed towards the ground, unloading some of his strength. But the man retreated at a speed not much slower than he had just pounced.

Quanwei's figure, but like a maggot on the tarsal bone, followed closely and smashed it with a punch again.

Nie Zhenbei took a breath of true qi, and the steel knife in his hand instantly crossed in front of him.

bang

The fist smashed on the Bailian steel knife again, and Nie Zhenbei's body retreated again, but in the process of retreating, his body turned in a circle, unloading most of the strength, and the steel knife in his hand had turned into a cold and murderous cold light, and swept towards the waist of Quanwei who chased after him again.

Quan Wei ignored the sweeping steel knife, he just raised his eyebrows and slammed into it with another punch.

His fists, direct, crisp, furious, simple. It's just so clean, and it's neatly punched.

Nie Zhenbei felt a cool chill rising from his spine. He roared, and in his other hand, I don't know when there was an extra short knife, and he slashed at Quanwei's head

Quan Wei's eyebrows raised, and the fist in his hand turned in a strange direction, and he smashed out of the sword light with a punch.

bang

Nie Zhenbei's body flew out again for a full four or five meters, almost backwards, at this time he exerted force on his waist, and then, the steel knife in his hand slammed into the ground, knelt down on one knee, and spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

After throwing three punches in one go, Quanwei stopped in place.

**With his upper body, he seemed to have done a trivial thing, and behind his hands, the momentum of the whole person became stronger and stronger. A head of black hair, fluttering with the night wind, like an angry tiger.

Nie Zhenbei spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face couldn't help but flash a pale. However, he was not afraid, and his cold eyes fell on Quan Wei's body

At this time, the little brother who followed Nie Zhenbei had already stopped two or three meters behind him. And those little brothers who were chased and killed by Quanwei before, behind these people, took the opportunity to take a breath, and then reorganized the formation by the way.

It's just that when I saw Quanwei's all-out shot, I was so shocked that I didn't even dare to breathe.

Who is Nie Zhenbei That is the best of the big brothers of the red stick, but now he has been hit hard by the three punches of Quanwei, this strength, unless it is the West Axe Venerable himself, otherwise, none of them can carry a punch

The six-fingered fist demon, one of the eight patrol winds, is too ferocious.

"Let the West Axe come out and reply to Lao Tzu" Quan Wei raised his eyes and said lightly: "Otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for killing"

"Is the fist demon so eager to see me" At this time, Meng Chaoxi finally appeared. However, he appeared behind the six-fingered fist demon Quanwei.

On his back, he also carried a huge axe. This is also his weapon of fame. took out all the guys, it can be seen that Meng Chaoxi was also under a lot of pressure at this time.

"Meng Chaoxi" turned around violently, as if he was not afraid of throwing his back to Nie Zhenbei at all. His eyes crossed over the little brother, stared at Meng Chaoxi, and squeezed out a voice full of hatred from between his teeth: "You are finally here"

Meng Chaoxi brought more than a dozen subordinates at this time and stopped: "If you want to see me, just say hello, now this battle is too big."

"Dahahaha" Quan Wei suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but the laughter was not the slightest smug, nor was it heroic, heroic, some were just cold murder and strong hatred that could not be dissolved: "Lao Tzu today, I want to wash you Huainan with blood"

"Quanwei, do you want to provoke a civil war" Although Meng Chaoxi saw Quanwei's situation, he vaguely felt that things seemed to be a little hidden. After all, the news he got was just that someone had raided two private venues under Quanwei's name.

Now, because of this trivial matter, he led a large group of men and horses to raid Huainan. Hurting so many of his brothers, even if Meng Chaoxi is a mud bodhisattva, he will inevitably be nameless and angry.

What's more, even Nie Zhenbei was hit hard, if at this time, he asked Quanwei softly about the reason for the matter, then what face would he have to face those brothers

Therefore, when the words I wanted to ask came to my mouth, they turned into cold questions. is also one of the eight major patrols, and it is naturally full of competition, not to mention, these two people are not dealing with each other in the first place

"I provoked a civil war" Quan Wei's eyes suddenly broke out with a chilling murderous intent: "After you sent someone to raid my field and kill my son, the war has already broken out."

"Kill me, don't leave a single one" Quanwei originally had a magic word in his nickname, and he naturally didn't think about the consequences when doing things. With a loud roar, he took the lead and rushed towards Meng Chaoxi