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Are you going to die?

Feeling the warmth coming from his neck, as well as the strong smell of blood in the air, the strength of his body was constantly disappearing, Yang Zhao asked in his heart, at this moment he seemed to have returned to the scene when he was in Mingying Junior High School, he laughed and played with Ma Hong Kong and Macao and Brother Ao, and he really missed those days,

As soon as the camera turned, he saw Xiaoya, Xiaoya still looked like that rude, she still likes to pull her ears and lose her temper, but after losing her temper, she will look at herself distressed and ask if it hurts, Yang Zhao wants to laugh, wants to laugh and say it doesn't hurt, as long as you like it, you can pull it for a lifetime.

The camera was turning, he saw Long Ao, Chu Hao, Sun Ze and Gao Zhiyuan standing beside him, what were they looking at? This is in the Yangtze River, on the surface of the Yangtze River, countless ships are full of Dragon Army soldiers, and they are constantly heading towards the south.

"Zhaozi, what are you doing standing behind? Come here, it's time for us to go! At this time, Chu Hao, who was beside Long Ao, saw himself and greeted him.

Yang Zhao wanted to answer, but the originally clear sky around him suddenly disappeared, and darkness shrouded everyone, and even the place where everyone stood was in the dark. The people in front of them are getting farther and farther away from them, more and more blurred, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the smile on their faces, which is a smile that can only be shown to their brothers, which is very appropriate.

In a daze, Yang Zhao seemed to see a large convoy appear in front of him, the speed of the convoy was very fast, and it came to him in the blink of an eye, the car had not yet stopped, but the door was the first to open, and countless people in black jumped down from the car, and the leader was none other than Long Ao

Brother Ao, Yang Zhao opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but his throat couldn't make a sound, and blood spilled from the innermost part of him, this was the last scene Yang Zhao saw, and the next second weakness swept through his body, Yang Zhao, gone.

Long Ao saw a huge battlefield appear in front of him, a large melee of thousands of people on both sides, his own black suits and the enemy's colorful clothes were mixed together, and he couldn't tell the difference between you and me, some were just soldiers with red eyes who were slashing each other, and some were just corpses lying on the ground and mountains that had lost their lives.

He saw Yang Zhao, Yang Zhao was still like that, standing there looking at himself, seeing that he was fine, Long Ao was immediately relieved, but in the next second Yang Zhao's fat body fell to the ground with a bang, seeing this scene, Long Ao thundered in his mind.

"Zhaozi-!"

Long Ao's shout was full of sorrow, a pair of bright tiger eyes were full of tears, Yang Zhao is his best brother and a good brother he brought out from Mingying Junior High School, the weight of the wheel is definitely not much worse than his own brother, now Yang Zhao is lying on the ground and his life and death are unknown, Long Ao's discomfort can be imagined.

"Zhaozi, wake up, you speak, speak, you are scared of me! Zhaozi, Zhaozi! Long Ao stepped forward quickly, holding Yang Zhao's fat upper body in his arms and shaking it vigorously, how he hoped that Yang Zhao could open his eyes like before, crack his mouth and smile, Brother Ao, you have been fooled!

But it all came to naught. No matter how Long Ao shouted and called, Yang Zhao's eyes were closed forever, and it was impossible to open them again, and it was no longer possible to follow him and tell those yellow jokes with a lewd face like before.

Yang Zhao is gone, he is the first brother of Long Ao to leave, if there is no Long Ao, Yang Zhao may still be sitting in a small network manager in an Internet café every day when he is fine, it is also a great pleasure to tease the little girl, he could have had a happy and worry-free life, but now she has left this world, maybe without Long Ao, it can get better, although there is not so much money, but it can be happy.

In the next second, Long Ao's sadness was suddenly replaced by anger, the culprits of Yang Zhao's death were those Poison Rat Gang members who were fighting behind, if it weren't for them Yang Zhao might not have died, since Yang Zhao was dead, why could those little gangsters still survive? Why?!

"Give it all to me, kill them all, kill them all!!" Long Ao's eyes erupted with anger, and with a wave of his big hand, he pointed at the little gangsters who were still struggling over there and shouted at the Long Junmen behind him.

More than 500 pioneers behind him roared wildly and joined the battlefield with their swords!

Looking at Yang Zhao, who was lying on the ground with no blood on his face, Long Ao said in a deep voice: "Zhaozi, you wait a while, stay on the road for a while, brother, I will avenge you!" After speaking, Long Ao took the scimitar in Yang Zhao's hand, put it in his hand, and tore off his shirt and wrapped a strip of cloth around his hand.

"Kill!"

Long Ao shouted violently, stepped on the yin and yang, and swung the scimitar in his hand again and again, and the little gangsters around him had no enemy, as long as they were touched by Long Ao's scimitar, they were either dead or disabled, and if they were injured in such a melee, they could basically be declared dead.

Seeing that Long Ao was powerful, more than a dozen thugs suddenly rushed towards Long Ao with a scream

The thug at the front held a steel bar and slashed at Long Ao's head, and Long Ao's eyes flashed, "Go die!" One foot quickly proposed, although the little gangster was the first to strike, but Long Ao's move hit him first.

With a click, the thug's chest suddenly sank, and a large piece flew out two meters away, bumping into several people before he listened, and fell to the ground with convulsions all over his body, exhaling more and taking less air, and eighty percent was not good.

"Kill!"

The rest of the gangsters were still not afraid, and the guys in their hands beckoned to Long Ao indiscriminately, there were guys on the left and right in front, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Long Ao's mouth, and he still wanted to hold himself with such a move? What a joke,

In a shot, the iron fist in his hand smashed on the bridge of the nose of a thin thug on the opposite side, the thug discarded the weapon with pain on his face, and his nose retreated again and again, Long Ao's moves did not decrease, his body rotated for a week, and the scimitar in his hand stretched out, and then the rotating force swept around.

Some of the thugs who reacted quickly retreated, those who reacted slowly were suddenly stabbed, wailing, their nightmare was just the beginning, Long Ao stood firm, and rushed into the opponent's camp in two steps, the scimitar in his hand was like a soul messenger who came to his own hell, each knife would take away a fresh life, and the original black blade was now condensed with a terrifying layer of blood red.

Seeing that Long Ao was powerful, the surrounding gangsters didn't dare to pick up his edge, Long Ao's side was stunned and there was a wide boundary of more than ten meters, no one around to catch up, seeing those little gangsters didn't dare to step forward, Long Ao didn't bother to waste his strength with them, standing in the middle of the area and shouting, "Where is the guy who killed my brother?" ”

The voice was loud and full of confidence, and none of those little gangsters dared to answer, and Long Ao's personal strength suddenly resonated with the brothers below There is such a boss, who can straighten his waist wherever he goes.

"Brother Ao!" "Brother Ao!" "Brother Ao!"

The battlefield was full of shouting Long Ao's name, the morale of the dragon army was greatly boosted, and the already strong combat effectiveness was even improved by a level, and the gangster camp that was struggling to support suddenly began to collapse, and fighting against such a guy was simply looking for death.

The rout of the gangsters suddenly formed a chain reaction, and the companions who were still struggling to support saw someone retreating, and they were suddenly defeated, and they fled in a hurry, and some people didn't even want their own guys, and only hated their parents for giving themselves two legs.

"Is that person Long Ao?" Shi Long stood beside Emperor He, looking at the dozens of corpses lying beside him in black clothes not far away, the whole person stood there casually, but he was able to form an invisible momentum, as long as he was there, the brothers around him could move forward bravely, and fight to the death The dragon army that was originally mourned because of Yang Zhao's color actually resurrected after Long Ao rushed in.

"Sure enough, it lives up to its name!" Emperor He was also amazed when he saw Long Ao, and at the same time there was a trace of jealousy in his heart, looking at Long Ao's appearance, he should be much younger than himself, but he was already the king of the underworld in Henan, and he was still a gangster when Long Ao was so old, and he was still a gangster who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it.

At this time, the dragon army had completely defeated those little gangsters, and the army of little gangsters who were originally proud of defeating Yang Zhao's army fell from heaven to hell at this time, and were chased and killed by the Tianlong Society behind them and fled in all directions, holding their heads and running away.

Seeing that no one answered him, Long Ao shouted at one time, "Where is the person who killed my brother?" How? Do you dare to do it? If you bring it, stand up for Lao Tzu! The anger in Long Ao's heart did not subside because he killed dozens of thugs, but only became even more angry.

People, you have to dare to do it, you have to have the courage to face it when you do things, let the people below stand up and be guns for yourself, what kind of hero, such people are also the most annoying.

"Shi Long, it seems that Long Ao is looking for you again! Did you kill his brother? Emperor He heard Long Ao's shout, and said to Shi Long with a smile, halfway through speaking, Emperor He asked Shi Long with a solemn face, if Shi Long really killed Long Ao's brother, then this matter would be a little troublesome today.

"That's right, I killed a little fat man named Yang Zhao, I heard that he is still one of Long Ao's best brothers!" Shi Long nodded with a heavy face and said, with a trace of admiration for Long Ao in his heart, who can still think of his brother at this time, Long Ao is definitely a man with affection and righteousness.

"Hey, forget it," Emperor He opened his mouth to say something, but gave up, pointed in the direction of Long Ao and said, "Go, Long Ao is looking for you!" Emperor He was very angry in his heart, originally he had a second plan, that is, to take advantage of the time when the strength of the Long Ao army was reduced in this battle, and take the opportunity to propose peace talks, at that time, the strength of the Long Ao army was damaged, and the surrounding underworld was about to move, Long Ao would definitely agree, and he would be able to take a breath at that time.

But the nature of Shi Long's killing of Long Ao's brother has changed, Long Ao's protection is famous, not to mention that this time it was one of his best brothers who died, with his character, he would definitely die endlessly, peace talks? It's hopeless. ，

Shi Long stepped forward and said to Emperor He, "Adi, then I'll go!" After speaking, Shi Long nodded slightly to He Yu, who was standing behind Emperor He, and left.

Looking at Shi Long's leaving, He Yu sighed and said to himself, "Shi Long, my good brother!" ”

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"You killed Zhaozi?"

Looking at the burly man in front of him, Long Ao's anger rekindled between his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said,

"Zhaozi?" Shi Long frowned, and Yang Zhao's fat figure immediately appeared in his mind, "Oh~ Which little fat man are you talking about!" Yes, I killed it, and the little "fat man's martial arts are really good!"

Before Shi Long's words were finished, Long Ao on the opposite side let out a long roar, and the scimitar in his hand drew three black lightning bolts, brushing and brushing out three knives in a row, directly taking Shi Long's upper, middle and lower three ways, forcing Shi Long to swallow back the words that came to his mouth.

Seeing the attack of these three knives, Shi Long secretly said that it was powerful, these three moves looked commonplace, but each move was extremely tricky and weird, and if he was not careful, he was very likely to be hit, and he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, so he raised his knife accordingly.

Dangdangdang -

There were three loud bangs, and Shi Long caught the first move and said secretly; That's a lot of energy! The strength of the second move was greater, almost making him overwhelmed, and the strength of the third knife Shi Long transported into his whole body was able to stop, Long Ao only made three swords, but Shi Long was forced to retreat again and again by these three knives, and he retreated more than a dozen steps in succession before stabilizing his position.

Just when he hadn't breathed a sigh of relief, the scimitar in Long Ao's hand over there was again!

A sharp knife light went straight to Shi Long's neck, Shi Long exclaimed, the machete in his hand hurriedly parried, with a soft sound, the attack that has always been powerful and heavy suddenly became extremely easy at this time, Shi Long didn't even feel the strength of the person.

Not good, fooled! This was Shi Long's last consciousness,,,

In the next second, Shi Long only felt a pain in his lower abdomen, a burst of sweetness in his throat and eyes, and a thick stream of blood slipped down his mouth, and in a hazy moment, he saw a person squatting on his knees, that person was half-squatting beside him, and he was still holding a scimitar in his left hand, and the scimitar had completely submerged into his lower abdomen, that is, the knife wanted his own name.

This person is none other than Long Ao, just now Long Ao took advantage of Shi Long's fright to hurry forward, shook a move, and looked at Shi Long's neck with the scimitar in his hand, Shi Long was shocked, thinking that he really wanted to go to his neck, and at that time Long Ao discarded the scimitar in his hand, and his body continued to rush forward with a slight pause, and his right hand pulled out the scimitar on his waist like lightning, and used it as a dagger, giving Shi Long the final blow.

Long Ao stood up, looked at Shi Long, who was still breathing, and said coldly, "I cut this knife!" Then Long Ao picked up the previous scimitar from the ground and said, "This knife was cut by my brother!" After speaking, a cold light flashed in Long Ao's eyes, and he shouted, the scimitar fell, and Shi Long's good head rolled to the ground.

The knife in his hand when he cut off Shi Long's head was Yang Zhao's,,,