The sky seemed to be dark and thunderous, and Zhao Kuangran knew that it was not thunder, it was something more terrifying than thunder.

The impatient people who have been waiting these days have appeared in this Dongyang Square one by one, and they don't know if they have added immortal energy to this place, or evil spirit.

Guo Qihu, Li Jinbao, and Smiling Tiger were the first to arrive, and then Poison Kui and a pure black mixed-race man, Porsche 911 was late, Ma Liu followed, and the majestic Hummer H2, Eleven Evil Here, a full eleven people, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest lineup ever.

In the end, the white eagle's Cayenne arrived, and instead of going to Eleven, he drove to the corner of the square, stopping the car but no one got off, and it seemed that he was also neutral, or self-reliant. Even so, what Zhao Kuang was staring at was the Cayenne, because of other things, it was really far away from the two of them.

Land Rover Aurora, the Land Cruiser stopped on the opposite side of many luxury cars, the headlights illuminated the entire square as if it was daytime, the five people who got out of the car, Xu Muyang stood in the middle, there was still a trace of calmness on his face, it seemed that this man had never been affectionate, and he had always been so unhappy and not sad.

In the end, a broken Xiali pulled down all the pressures, but it was the one with the most eyes, three men with strong heights got out of the car, the shortest walked in the front, and slowly walked towards Xu Muyang and a few people, Xu Muyang smiled and gave up the middle position to Li Jackal.

The two groups of people looked at each other, although they were separated by a maximum of dozens of meters, but they were separated by an era, and it was precisely because of this era that they could only oppose each other and could never be so-called friends.

"Since we've come this far, let's sort it out tonight." Guo Qihu opened his mouth, his voice was strong, and he did not lose his momentum at all.

"The children of the Guo family, their temper is more stubborn than the other, because they have been mixed up for decades more than you, and I am also qualified to say this, in Nanjing, you are not just bending to these eleven evils." Li Jackal spoke, his voice was not loud, but it was enough for anyone to hear clearly.

"I hope this matter doesn't involve the Guo family, now I'm from the perspective of Qingdao Guo Qihu." Guo Qihu took two small steps forward imperceptibly, as if Li Huwolf had mentioned something he couldn't touch in his heart.

Li Jackal smiled and looked at Wang Lianghu beside him, Wang Lianghu nodded, took off his coat, walked towards Guo Qihu and others step by step, raised his head slightly, as if looking at something, and the terrifying scar on his neck was revealed again.

"Wang Lianghu, a rotten person who should have died twenty years ago, in fact, I really want to fight with you, Guo Laohu, they all say that one mountain can't tolerate two tigers, but I'm afraid I can't play the trick of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, I hope to send someone who can watch to fight me." Wang Lianghu arched his hand, his voice hoarse, as if someone was pinching his neck.

"Li Jinbao, I don't know if I'm qualified enough." On Guo Qihu's side, Li Jinbao's answer didn't seem to have any hesitation, he took a few steps forward, and immediately faced Wang Lianghu with a horizontal knife.

"Enough, I know a little bit about your story, I hope that when I die in my hands, I can also walk away painfully, everything is annoying, it is better to go white and clean." Wang Lianghu nodded slightly, his body pulled away, his eyes were like a beast, very terrifying, but Li Jinbao's face did not change, stretched out a hand, and trembled slightly in the air.

"They are all fierce people, even if I drink another pound of wine, it is estimated that there will be a difference of 108,000 miles." Zhao Kuang couldn't hold his breath, and the momentum of the two of them was placed in the deep mountains and old forests, that is, they were really downhill tigers.

Gong San'er didn't agree or object, touched his pocket, took out an empty cigarette case, was a little annoyed, found a branch and put it in his mouth and said: "It's still early to know that outsiders are outside the world, mess, we still have a far, far, far way to go." ”

Fast, it can only be described by this word, the two collided together, the complete bare hands of the hard, compared to the ability to resist the fight, the fist that brought out the sound of breaking the wind, the sound of falling alive on the ** seemed to knock on everyone's souls.

"The golden leopard can't beat him." Guo Qihu frowned and spoke, just at the beginning of the battle, it was like a final word, but with this sentence, Li Jinbao can retreat and retreat? It's not his reason, and he won't have any reason for it.

If China has passed the era of martial arts, then why do these martial artists exist, in order to be teased? For that chest crushing boulder? Or to be dominated by those literati and writers who like to be disease-free** joy and sorrow, although it is crying, but it will never be sad.

Maybe one day, one day, they will break the necks of those who laugh at others!

The snow drifts away, and the blood in the snow is like a little bit of purple and red, which is amazing enough to make people look frightening.

Li Jinbao's fierce punch was swung again, but it was already missing I don't know how much strength, Wang Lianghu carried it, and hit Li Jinbao's body with a backhand, although the two seemed to have reached the end of the strong crossbow, but no one doubted that they could fight for another hundred rounds.

"Everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone." Gong San'er sighed, but in this cold winter night, her body was hot. Li Jinbao left, taking with him the endless stories, maybe he wanted to say, but he didn't have time to say it, maybe he couldn't tell it, anyway, these stories, all of them, have been covered up by this ruthless era.

"Golden Leopard" Guo Qihu looked at Li Jinbao who fell in the snow, his body was becoming cold, maybe Li Jinbao knew that he had no chance of winning, but he still walked forward, or tried his best to the last strength of his body.

"He's really tired, take advantage of this opportunity to walk like a gentleman, not ashamed." The smiling tiger Xu Chang stopped smiling, walked to Li Jinbao's body step by step, carried it in front of everyone, and nodded at Wang Lianghu, who was full of blood, Wang Lianghu bowed his body, Xu Changxiao carried Li Jinbao's body away, and carefully placed it in the back box of Phaeton.

"Who else? Leave early, and follow the man just now on Huangquan Road. Wang Lianghu said with a snarled voice, and he didn't know whether he was red-eyed or red-eyed.

"Liang Hu." Li Jackal shouted, just wanted to move forward, but was stopped by the silent big man Zhou Yanhua, Zhou Yanhua shook his head gently, tonight, life and death are decided.

"I'm coming, Yang Judong, although it's not a good thing to rob while it's hot, someone has to stand up." The man brought by Poison Kui spoke.

As soon as the man finished speaking, Poison Kui said gloomily: "Are you ready to die?" ”

Yang Judong smiled a little freely, since he entered Dongyang Square, who would not put life and death out of the door.

"Brother is a sincere person, please." Wang Lianghu stood a little swaying, making people wonder how long he could last, even if Yang Judong didn't make a move, I am afraid that Wang Lianghu would not be able to hold on to this night.

Yang Judong's body bounced out directly, his hand was like an eagle's claw, directly grabbed Wang Lianghu's shoulder, lifted his knee and carried it, Wang Lianghu was like a doll that could be beaten, swaying, but it just didn't fall, and even the punch was no longer lethal. Zhao Kuangran wondered, why is Wang Lianghu like this, aren't these people afraid of that dead word? Everyone is a story, even if it comes to the end, it must be in its own way, this group of people who don't want to do nothing, even if they die, they don't believe in fate.

It is said that it is a fierce fight, but it is better to say that it is a one-sided ravage, how long can Wang Lianghu carry it, or how long can he live. Finally, this man fell, with his unwillingness in life, those youthful ambitions, those things are wrong, and in the end he didn't know why he was alive in this life.

"Whoosh" The tall Zhou Yanhua rushed out without warning, still expressionless, like Yang Judong, who was facing a great enemy, opened the posture, but he didn't expect that this Zhou Dark Flower collided directly, knocked Yang Judong out, and stepped out of the snow directly with his feet, chasing two steps in a row, with a terrifying leg, Yang Judong was like a fallen leaf in the air, fell to the ground heavily, and there was no sound, and he was killed in seconds.

After doing a series of actions, the man of this meter nine knelt down on one knee, quietly looked at Wang Lianghu, wiped the blood off Wang Lianghu's face, that face could not see whether it was sadness or anger, the big hand gently made Wang Lianghu close his eyes, suddenly got up, and looked at Guo Qihu like a beast, like a dead general, if he wanted to go forward, he had to step on his corpse.

"Master, who do you say has a better chance of winning?" Zhao Kuang came back to his senses and asked, what he saw tonight was too shocking, and he had to digest it for a long time.

Gong San'er didn't say anything, but looked at Pan Weigong's side, the answer was obvious, and he said with some regret: "These people with superior qualifications have become the transition of this era, five years, ten years later, who will remember these bones left for this era?" They want to create some new worlds, but they need to be able to support the bones of that world, but ten years later, the unwilling people pick up the rusty sword again, what else can Pan Weigong hold! ”

Zhao Kuangchao is a little unwilling, but this majestic qiē has become a foregone conclusion, but what can he change on his own? I'm afraid he doesn't even have the qualifications to collect corpses.