Many things happen in the dark night, because the night is the best cover for blood and crime, and the hand-to-hand combat is undoubtedly the most brutal, and such a battle can only happen when two gangs are fighting.

The gangs of the Chaozhou Gang and the Wenzhou Gang have fought to one place, and the two sides with clear black and white are immediately mixed together, and the impact of the blades is mixed with the screams of the gangs.

One group of people fell, and then another group of people, who could appear here were all real gang elites, to be exact, they were all outlaws in the eyes of ordinary people, as for those who were not black and white, they were not qualified to appear on such a battlefield, and they had no guts, they had already killed red eyes, and the final result was to cut down the opponent for the purpose, either you die or I die, this is the real moment of life and death, only by living, can we be qualified to talk about the future.

Even so, there have been many people who have retreated, the comfortable days have passed for too long, they have forgotten the taste of licking blood at the tip of the knife, after seeing the cruelty of the battle, the first thing that comes to mind is to run, such people are not in the minority, Chaozhou Gang, it's better, after all, it is prepared, and the Wenzhou Gang is in a hurry after all, so some people are temporarily transferred, and in the case of not taking the advantage, it is natural for these people to retreat.

The seven generals of the Chaozhou Gang, there are already four of them, behind Zhao Husheng, there are still three people standing, it is obvious that the three of them have completely taken refuge in Zhao Husheng, who is involved in the underworld, to a certain level, the so-called righteousness is not so important in their eyes, in the end, how many people are really righteous? Whether it is in ancient times or now, the so-called gangs are nothing more than a collection of interests, famous at the bottom, and Boli after their debut, this is the best portrayal of the underworld.

Such a level of chaotic war, Zhao Husheng naturally has no interest in doing it, what he wants to wait for is the master of the Wenzhou Gang, the legendary brother of Lu Yunfei, Jiang Yuntao, has the name of the first general of the southern underworld, although it has not been disclosed, but there are not a few people who think so, Zhao Husheng is waiting, waiting for this person.

Finally, after more than an hour of fierce fighting between the two sides, the Wenzhou gang finally showed a rout, many people have scattered and fled, in today's era, fighting for an hour, the number of deaths, if it is spread out, it is enough to shock the world, but tonight, there is a tacit understanding above, the vendetta of the rivers and lakes, not interfering, is also a common thing.

"Death to those who retreat." A sound of cheers, and the Wenzhou gang of the crowd sounded, a sturdy man appeared in the field, holding a long knife, the knife body has been covered with bloodstains, bloodstains, naturally from the Wenzhou gang, undoubtedly, the appearance of the man, played a role in stabilizing the morale of the army, especially after seeing the man kill, the Wenzhou gang originally wanted to retreat, but there was no retreat, just because, this person is too prestigious, the battle that was about to end, but it turned the situation around, the two sides are fighting, momentum, is a kind of thing that affects the situation of the war.

Under the light, you can faintly see the man's cold face, and the fierce meaning between the eyebrows, in the Wenzhou Gang, such a character, there is only one Jiang Yuntao, Zhao Husheng looked at Jiang Yuntao's mouth with a sneer, it was in vain that he waited for a long time, the main owner finally appeared, tonight, it is his Zhao Husheng famous battle, kill the first general in the south, Zhao Husheng licked his lips, a touch of excitement appeared in his eyes, the three people behind him have already gone up, and Jiang Yuntao also killed in the crowd of the Chaozhou Gang, and the two sides fought again.

Zhao Husheng finally got off the field, casually picked up a long knife, there was only one target, that was Jiang Yuntao, when Zhao Husheng walked in front of Jiang Yuntao, behind him, it was already covered with corpses, in the battlefield, killing a bloody way.

Under the night sky, the eyes of the two were facing each other, the blades in their hands had been covered with blood, and under the light, it was black and black, and they couldn't see the colors clearly.

"Who are you?" In Jiang Yuntao's impression, the Chaozhou Gang does not have such a character.

"The one who killed you," Zhao Husheng looked at Jiang Yuntao and smiled coldly, the words fell, and he made a brazen move, on the battlefield, what to play with the enemy, it is undoubtedly the most stupid performance, Zhao Husheng, who believes that the winner is king, will never have mercy on any opponent, since it is an opponent, then, kill it.

The battle between the two core figures has begun, and the victory or defeat of the two will also affect the situation of tonight's battle.

Zhao Hu was defeated, Xiao Fan's painstaking and lonely layout will inevitably return to the original state, and the two sides will inevitably fall into a tug-of-war.

The most critical battle has finally begun.

As soon as the blade started, Jiang Yuntao's eyes flashed a cold color, with his intuition, the man in front of him was by no means easy to match, so, as soon as he made a move, he had used all his strength, two knives, under the night sky, bloomed brilliant sparks, Zhao Husheng was holding an ordinary long knife in his hand after all, compared to the knife in Jiang Yuntao's hand, after all, it was much worse, after a blow, under the overwhelm, it had been broken into two, and Jiang Yuntao was also shocked back by the huge power from the knife.

Zhao Husheng frowned slightly, and threw the handle of the knife in his hand to the ground, he was not a person born with a knife after all.

roared angrily, preparing to shake Jiang Yuntao's long knife with a pair of iron fists, in Zhao Husheng's eyes, fists were the best weapon to kill the enemy.

In the dark night, the figures of the two were intertwined, a punch broke through the air, Jiang Yuntao's wrist holding the knife, and suffered Zhao Husheng's punch alive, after all, it was difficult to resist Zhao Husheng's huge strength, the long knife in his hand, out of his hand, everything, only happened in an instant, and the next moment, Zhao Husheng's right foot, which was ready to go, was already attached to Jiang Yuntao's abdomen, Jiang Yuntao roared, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body was like a kite with a broken string, crumbling, taking advantage of your illness, asking for your life, Zhao Husheng followed him like a shadow, hand-to-hand combat, he had never been afraid of anyone, The only opponent he encountered was Nie Chen, and he was evenly matched, but Jiang Yuntao obviously didn't have that ability.

Holding Jiang Yuntao's arm with one hand, and with the other hand, he had already grabbed Jiang Yuntao's collar, Jiang Yuntao's crumbling body was suddenly lifted by Zhao Husheng.

"I forgot to tell you, my name is Zhao Husheng." Zhao Husheng's domineering voice resounded in the field, and everyone's battle stopped at this moment, looking at the man who was covered in blood, but holding the first general in the south.

The next moment, a bone cracking sound sounded in the field, Jiang Yuntao's sternum was broken by Zhao Husheng, throwing Jiang Yuntao's corpse, a punch followed, a crisp fracture sound, a punch, smashed the neck of this man with the name of the first general in the south.

From Zhao Husheng's entry to the end, it was only a quarter of an hour, and taking the head of a general among the ten thousand troops, such as probing for things, such a thing did not only happen in ancient times, but in reality, it was really staged.

Not surprisingly, after tonight, the south, and even the entire Chinese underworld, will remember the name Zhao Husheng.

It was finally written out before twelve o'clock.