The New Century Ballroom is located in a dance hall in the east of Yuanyang County, which is relatively close to the county district. The scale of the New Century Song and Dance Hall is not large, on the whole, it can barely be regarded as a luxurious place, the dance hall has a total of two and a half floors, the overall building looks like a small western-style building, and there are some flowers and plants planted around the dance hall, if it is not for the fact that the walls of the dance hall are covered with graffiti drawn by thugs and there are indescribable pictures, there is really a taste of paradise.

This time, Feng Hua can be said to have spent a lot of money to extract nearly half of the people from the garrisons in Yuanyang County, and there are no less than 100 vehicles for transportation of more than 1,000 people, not to mention trucks or something, so we can see how far Ling Xiao has forced the Yuanyang Anti-Dragon Alliance.

Hong Jie sat in a car in the middle of the convoy, looking at the scene around him that was slowly retreating, although he was now followed by nearly a hundred vehicles full of people and horses, but Hong Jie did not have a trace of pride and confidence in his heart.

There is no other reason, the scene that happened in the dance bar has taken root in his psychological side, and there is even an unspoken rule in his heart, this group of dragon soldiers is definitely not easy to mess with, at least he is not qualified,

Feng Hua handed over the position of coach of this matter to him, originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought that if he rejected Feng Hua, he would never be able to spare himself, and thinking of the tragic situation that would happen after he refused, Feng Hua couldn't help but fight a cold war, and finally took over the task head-on.

Vehicles continue to approach the East District, the street lights along the way have gradually become scarce since entering the East District, the original street lights of ten steps to the East District have become able to have one in twenty steps is very good, even if there is because of disrepair, or by a naughty child who burst the light tube is now a waste.

On the wide road, the moonlight overhead or the light of the vehicle's probe lights dispels the gloom that shrouded Hong Jie and his party.

After entering the East District, not only the lighting system has become a little difficult, but even the road under your feet has begun to become uneven, bumps and abnormal cars often walk on it, it seems to have walked on the spring, the sedan model was turned upside down and then fell down fiercely, and the people in the car were even more miserable.

Hong Jie and his party are okay, they sit in the car and bump it is not a big deal for them, but the people behind them who are crowded in the truck or van are not so well treated, the originally crowded car is now even more uncomfortable because of the bumps in the road, many people have scolded, cursing the changed road and those damn in power.

For these things, Hong Jie did not stop it, he didn't care about the position of the commander in the first place, and now he has no time to take care of these complaining guys behind him.

The world is often so gratuitous, when you hate him, he will often come to you and stick to you!

Just as Hong Jie was sitting on the sedan and was about to think about what to do if he saw the enemy for a while, there was a heavy 'squeak' brake sound from the sedan he was making.

Hong Jie couldn't hold it, because of the sudden inertia of the car, the bodies were carried forward, fortunately, Hong Jie was sitting in the seat behind him, and there was a seat in front of him blocking him, otherwise this time it would be enough for him.

Even so, Hong Jie still had a close contact with the chair in front of him, and his head slammed into the soft lacquered chair.

Hong Jie only felt that his mind was confused, like a mess of paste, and there were little stars in front of him.

Shaking his head fiercely, Hong Jie felt that he had woken up in his head, and when he first opened his mouth to ask what was going on, there were suddenly screams in front of him, accompanied by a faint 'flutter' sound from time to time.

Broken?!

Hong Jie buzzed in his head, and his intuition told him that they were now under a sneak attack, and the brothers in front were being chased and cut by the enemy.

At that moment, Hong Jie immediately jumped out of his car, trying to keep his eyes open and trying to see what was happening in front of him.

By the light of the moon, Hong Jie could barely see what was happening ahead.

A truck at the front was now standing in the middle of the road in a decadent manner, looking at the truck standing crookedly, Hong Jie probably guessed that the wheels of the truck should have been blown up, otherwise it would not have stopped in a mess.

Around the truck, dozens of his brothers were fighting against the enemy who was sneaking up on them, but in Hong Jie's view, his brothers were not so much fighting the enemy as they were being beaten passively.

Because of the sneak attack, the brothers in front have lost the most basic group confrontation operations, and the dozens of brothers in the front are now fighting separately, and no one can support each other, but can only take care of themselves, so that the enemy can take advantage of it.

Then the moonlight and the headlights illuminated, Hong Jie finally saw the incoming enemy clearly.

Dressed in a pitch-black battle suit, coupled with a black scarf covering his face, and a black scimitar in his hand, Hong Jie immediately stepped on the path of the group of people in front of him, this group of people was none other than the Predator Legion who killed dozens of brothers around him not long ago.

There are not many people in the Predator Army who sneak up on their front, at best, they are more than a dozen people, but these dozen people are just beating the dozens of people in front of them one after another, let alone counterattacking, even being able to save their lives from collapsing is already very good.

The scimitar in the hands of the Predator Legion in front of him flew up and down, the black blade and the snow-bright blade were like soul seducers crawling out of hell, forgetting when they were recruited, and hurting when they touched it, but the dozens of people in front of them were beaten by more than a dozen people and retreated in embarrassment, and they didn't even care about the brothers who were lying on the ground and shouting for help.

Seeing this scene, Hong Jie's lungs were about to explode,

Okay, dozens of you can't even beat a dozen people, and you're embarrassed to say that you're an elite? What a fucking elite!

Before Hong Jie could vent the anger in his heart, after the front broke up the people at the front of Hong Jie's side, the leader of the dozen or so people of the Iron Blood Legion immediately blew a loud whistle, and the dozen or so people immediately turned around and flew close to the vast night and disappeared.

Looking at the calm scene in front of him, Hong Jie had no place to spread the fire in his heart, so he had to angrily let the damaged truck in front of him pull away, and the rest of the people and horses continued to move forward.

After walking less than half a mile, the convoy led by Hong Jie had problems again.

This time it was not in front, but several trucks in the back.

The people behind the driver who were laughing at the front, where did they know that they were now being targeted, and soon after leaving, there was a crisp sound from the car below, and then the whole truck was stunned, if it weren't for the driver's clever grip on the steering wheel's hands, I'm afraid that dozens of people in this car would have overturned by now,

"Damn, what's wrong?" The driver yelled. Then he opened the car door and walked down with a curse, ready to check it out.

"Hey, Lao Liu, what's going on?" At this time, a member of the Anti-Dragon Alliance who was sitting in this truck asked the driver who had already stepped out of the car,

The driver named Lao Liu replied angrily, "Grandma, how do you know, isn't this coming down to take a look?" ”

The scolded Anti-Dragon Alliance disciple was not angry, but just looked at Lao Liu to check the side of the truck, and saw that Lao Liu had already checked the truck, and then asked, "What happened to Lao Liu?" Why doesn't the car go? ”

"Damn, I don't know that Wang Balamb sprinkled a triangle iron nail on the road, and now the rear tire has been punctured, and he has to change the tire, it's really his grandmother's bad luck!" Lao Liu said and smacked the ground, scolded and walked back to the front of the car, ready to take out the spare tire to change.

At this time, the dozens of people on the car did not pay attention at all, the convoy in front of them did not stop because of them, and it was gradually moving away, and it didn't take long for them to be the only car on the whole road.

It was already very cold in Henan in November, especially at night, and the cold wind was even more whistling, sitting in the truck compartment covered by a thin layer of oilcloth above the head, dozens of members of the Anti-Dragon Alliance were blown by the whirring cold wind, and they couldn't help but curse this hateful weather.

The member of the Anti-Dragon Alliance who just opened his mouth to ask Lao Liu suddenly felt that there was no movement below, and there should be a sound now when he wanted to change the tires, and with Lao Liu's long-tongued temperament, he would definitely scold while changing the tires, why is it so quiet below.

The more the man thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, and the dozens of people in the carriage couldn't care about it now, and they still had time to take care of this man.

The man jumped out of the car and made an "ordinary" sound, which was so harsh in the quiet of the night.

There is nothing abnormal around, on the contrary, it can be said that it is quiet and scary, and the man can even hear that his heart is beating non-stop, and he is a little worried that his heart will jump out when he suddenly opens his mouth.

"Lao Liu?"

The man opened his mouth and shouted boldly, but there was no response to the silence around him, only an empty echo kept echoing in his ears.

The man's heart is full of hair, people are often full of fear of the unknown, the surroundings are now quiet, the surrounding scenery is now shrouded in darkness, with the cold wind blowing in the north is whistling, the sound is like the low roar in the throat of a beast when it is angry.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he felt that he should go back to the truck to be with his friends.

Just as he was about to go back to the truck, the moon, which had been blocked by dark clouds, showed a smiling face at this time, and the moonlight that had been blocked was shining on the earth again at this moment.

The man had the courage to shout, "Lao Liu? ”

But no one answered him in the silent night, and the occasional cold wind seemed to laugh at his timidity.

The man had the courage to step forward and stretched out his foot to kick on the legs of the pair of leather shoes, and said, "Old, Lao Liu, don't be damn scared, okay, come out quickly?" ”

But the owner of the pair of legs in leather shoes lying on the ground lay motionless on the ground, and even the man's kicks and beatings did not respond, as if the man was not calling him at all

The man gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands and grabbed the pair of legs, and pulled him out of the car with all his strength, scolding, "What the fuck are you lying on the ground looking at?" Look at the bottom of the girl's skirt? The man smiled and scolded for himself.

When he pulled Lao Liu out, he fixed his eyes and immediately shouted.

Lao Liu is indeed still Lao Liu, still the face in front of him and the sloppy scum, but the difference is that Lao Liu's neck is still slightly steaming, if it weren't for the moonlight, the man really couldn't see what happened to Lao Liu's neck.

Lao Liu has been killed! What killed him was the scar on his neck, to be precise, it was still a wound, but that wound was extremely thin, at least for a man, because now the wound on Lao Liu's neck was still there 'hissing' and bubbling blood, like a fountain bubbling out there.

Seeing that Lao Liu still had a vaguely frightened expression on his face, the man couldn't hold on any longer, and fled back to the back compartment of the truck in three steps and two steps, holding the rails of the rear compartment with both hands and shouting, "Brothers, come down, Lao Liu has been killed, come down quickly,,,"

Before the man's words were finished, the scene in front of him once again stunned him, his mouth was wide and round, his eyes were full of panic and panic, and his mouth made a burst of 'ho and drink' frightened sounds.

Corpses, corpses, dozens of people sitting in the back compartment have now turned into corpses!!

The dozens of brothers who were still there a minute ago laughing and arguing with themselves all turned into lifeless dead people at this moment, and the big living people who were still there scolding and scolding were now all corpses with dull eyes and no life in their pupils

It's the same as Lao Liu's death. The dozens of brothers sitting in the back of the truck were all bleeding from the arteries in their necks, and the wounds were as thin as if they had been cut with a knife used to sharpen pencils.

The entire rear compartment was filled with the sound of blood 'hissing' out, which was terrifying......

The man couldn't hold on any longer, screamed strangely, turned around and ran