Hong Jie looked at his subordinates on their backs, and the group of black-clothed people seemed to be chopping melons and vegetables, everything was cut to the ground one after another, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back, and suddenly felt a chill rushing straight to his head from the soles of his feet, and his whole body was like being in the ice and snow of Antarctica.

Once Hong Jie always thought that his brother's combat effectiveness was very strong, but compared with the group of black-clothed people in front of him, it was simply a comparison between the ragtag army and the regular army.

Let's talk about equipment first, the black scimitar in the hand of the man in black is as sharp as a black meteor in the dark night, Hong Jie even saw that one of his brothers had obviously parried the machete of the man in black, but who knew that the black scimitar blade in the hand of the man in black had a strange and strange scene when he slashed at the knife in his brother's hand.

The blade of the black scimitar shining white shone like cutting cream to cut off the piece of knife in his brother's hand, and the remaining strength of the scimitar was like a black lightning bolt splitting his brother's head, and the white red splashed all over the ground, and the little thug passed away with a deep unwillingness and horror in his eyes.

Speaking of the art of fighting, the man in black in front of him is not like his brothers fighting separately, but two or three people as a combat team, one attacking and one defending, or one more person as an auxiliary or substitute, in the face of such an offensive method, his brothers under his command do not care about the upper and lower, looking left and right, and are constantly cut to the ground by the man in black in front of him.

The original wide dance floor is now filled with people on both sides wielding swords to fight each other, and the 'bell' sound made when the knives collide with each other is like the sound of the undead summoning from hell, and each collision will leave a living life.

This is no longer a paradise on earth, but a hell from hell, and the bright lights splash bright blood mist from time to time, adding a beautiful scenery to this dance floor.

The wails of the Anti-Dragon Alliance before they died stimulated the eardrums of everyone present, especially Hong Jie, who was now hiding at the back of the camp and watching his brothers in the battlefield continue to decrease, and from time to time there were some flying knives or chains flying over his head, which frightened him to dodge again and again.

Time passed minute by minute, and there were now very few people and horses from the Anti-Dragon Alliance standing in the scene, and the rest were already at the end of the strong crossbows, and their bodies were all covered with bloody knife cuts, and some of them were even deep enough to see the white bones inside.

"Poof—"

The last member of the Anti-Dragon Alliance standing on the scene was slashed by a strong whirlwind, and his body flipped twice in place and then fell to the ground, twitched twice, and finally his head tilted weakly, and the eyes that were originally divine now lost their brilliance.

At this point, the original more than fifty members of the Anti-Dragon Alliance in the Fen Dance Bar have all fallen into this vast dance floor, and more than fifty big people who are jumping around are now lying on the floor tiles covered with blood in all kinds of strange postures, which is extremely terrifying.

Ling Xiao glanced at the watch on his wrist, the time is now twelve and a half in the morning, and it has been five minutes since the Predator Corps joined the battle group just now, seeing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help frowning, and said dissatisfiedly to the men and horses of the Predator Corps standing on the field, "What's the matter, it was clearly said that it was only three minutes, but you see, it has already exceeded two minutes, can Brother Ao spend a lot of time and money to train you waste?" ”

Everyone standing on the scene couldn't help but lower their heads one after another, their originally empty eyes were now full of shame, the Iron Blood Legion dispatched twenty people to deal with the little gangsters of more than fifty people this time, and it only took five minutes to solve the more than fifty anti-dragon alliance people, and they were playing casualties except for a few people who were slightly injured.

For others, this is simply a near-perfect victory, but in Ling Xiao's opinion, this is not only not a victory but a defeat, since the establishment of the Iron Blood Legion, whether it is training funds or personnel screening, it is a priority supply in the Heavenly Dragon Society, and even many people are members of the Soul Hooking Group or the backbone of other dragon armies or halls, such a group of strong soldiers gathered together undoubtedly makes the Iron Blood Legion the most specific and combative hall of the Dragon Society, Long Ao even hoped to use this powerful group of iron-blooded legions as the last killer weapon of the Celestial Dragon Society.

Seeing that his subordinates lowered their heads in shame, Ling Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to reprimand them a few more words, but he didn't say it, Ling Xiao is not only the leader of the Iron Blood Legion, he also often participates in the training of the Iron Blood Legion, he also knows the difficulty of the training of the Iron Blood Legion, the group of brothers under him are all sold in the training, it is already very good to have such an achievement today, after the formation of the Iron Blood Legion, so far, this is the first time to go to the battlefield, and it is rare to be able to play such a result.

During the Manchu Dynasty, the British ambassador to the Manchu Dynasty, John Stilwell, once said, 'China has the world's first-class soldiers, if they are equipped with first-class officers and first-class weapons, then such an army is simply a symbol of invincibility!'" ’

Stilwell's words are completely sought, the descendants of Yan and Huang who dominate this country are the material for soldiers in heaven, although they are not as good as the white people in Europe and the United States in terms of physical shape, but in terms of tenacity and hardship, there is no country in the world that can compare with this oriental dragon, except for the earthworm country in the east.

Not only the army of this country, but also the underworld personnel, the men of this country are born warriors, and the tenacity in their hearts has created their spirit of being able to endure hardships and stand hard work, and has created their strong combat power.

It's a bit of a stretch, don't talk nonsense, and get back to business.

"What are you doing in a daze, waiting for Lao Tzu to give you a reward?" Ling Xiao said dissatisfied.

Hearing Ling Xiao say this, the crowd below all breathed a sigh of relief, and they all guarded their scimitars to wipe the blood on their faces.

"Brother Ling, what should I do with this kid?" One of the Predators asked, spotting a guy playing dead not far away, lying on the ground covered in blood.

Ling Xiao followed the soldier's guidance and looked at it, only to see a person lying under a table not far away, although his body and face were covered with blood, but the slightly twitching muscles on his face and his slightly trembling body had already betrayed the information that he was a living person.

Ling Xiao recognized this person, before setting out on the expedition, Liu Lanshun, the master of the Shadow Dragon Hall, had already handed over to him the photos of the leaders of the Anti-Dragon Alliance who were guarding Yuanyang County, coupled with his previous observations, Ling Xiao could basically determine that this guy who was trembling was none other than the person in charge of the Fenwu Bar, Hong Jie.

Ling Xiao opened his mouth, originally wanted to kill him, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind, why didn't he use this kid to come to a surround point to help?

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao stepped down the steps, and the black riding boots made a sticky 'pop' sound when he stepped on the bloodstained floor.

Hong Jie, who was lying on the ground, opened a slit in his eyes slightly, and just saw a pair of black high-waisted riding boots on the bloodstained floor not far away, walking towards him, Hong Jie could even see that every time the riding boots left the ground, the soles of his feet would form some blood lines connected with the thick blood below.

Looking at the riding boots that were getting closer and closer to him, Hong Jie couldn't hold back the nausea gushing out of his heart, and he didn't let himself vomit, and then pretended to be dead here, secretly saying in his heart; You can't see me, you can't see me.

However, the heavens did not seem to hear Hong Jie's prayer, the owner of the pair of black high-waisted riding boots came to his side and stopped, Hong Jie's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he could even hear his heart beating non-stop, as if it was about to jump out of his mouth.

What does he want to do? Why don't you stand here and leave? Could it be that he found himself? Oh, my God? If he really found out, would he die here like those brothers? I don't want to die yet, do I?

All kinds of thoughts and thoughts flashed through Hong Jie's heart like a marquee, thinking of the death of his brothers just now, Hong Jie couldn't help but have a cold shiver in his heart, and beads of sweat began to appear on his face.

Looking at Hong Jie, who had begun to sweat on his face, Ling Xiao sneered in his heart, what kind of bullshit is the king of the underworld in Zhengzhou, not just like us carrying a small ball of meat on both shoulders, he will be afraid, cry, and urinate.

If it weren't for the plan to encircle the point and send reinforcements in his heart, Ling Xiao would not have left this bad breed in front of him, the Tianlong Society is a gang produced in the war, from its inception to the present, it has almost been spent in battle, and the gang has inadvertently developed the idea of admiring the strong and despising the weak from top to bottom, and Hong Jie in front of him is undoubtedly the best of the latter.

Looking at Hong Jie lying on the ground, Ling Xiao suddenly came up with the idea of teasing him, came to Hong Jie's side, stretched out his foot and kicked Hong Jie's body hard, and scolded, "**, wasn't it arrogant just now?" What's the matter now, see what else you can say," he said, kicking him hard again.

Hong Jie, who was lying on the ground, really looked like he was dead, although there was a hot pain in the two places where he was kicked by Ling Xiao, but in order to survive, Hong Jie actually burst out with amazing endurance, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, and even the expression on his face didn't change.

Looking at Hong Jie, who was not afraid of boiling water as a dead pig, Ling Xiao had nothing to say, just squatted down and groped in the pocket of Hong Jie, took out Hong Jie's mobile phone from his pocket, and finished it wantonly on his hand.

In the end, he deliberately said in a voice that Hong Jie could hear, "Hehe, it seems that this kid was slaughtered by us before he called for help, which also saved us the effort of transferring" Speaking of this, Ling Xiao threw away the mobile phone in his hand at will, and then turned around and said to some brothers behind him, "Okay, now let's go back to the New Century Song and Dance Hall immediately, the other brothers should have come back by now!" ”

"Yes, Brother Ling!" The black-clothed men behind bent down and shouted in unison, Ling Xiao nodded and said, "Let's go!" After speaking, Ling Xiao took the lead through the crowd of black-clothed people behind him and walked out of the Fenwu Bar, and the black-clothed people behind him left after Ling Xiao's door.

It was only after Ling Xiao and the others left for nearly half an hour that Hong Jie opened his eyes, and as soon as he sat up, Hong Jie suddenly felt a sharp pain in the two parts of his body that had just been kicked by Ling Xiao, and Hong Jie couldn't help but cover the injured part and smoke cold air in his mouth.

"Damn, the rabbit cub actually dares to kick me, you'd better pray that God doesn't fall into my hands, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you!" While covering his wounds, Hong Jie sat here cursing hatefully, and he hated Ling Xiao to the bone in his heart.

"Bastard, the people of the Tianlong Society really have to come over, I have to report the news to Brother Hua and them quickly," Hong Jie continued, he was the man in black who kicked him a few times just now, but he was not stupid, the combat power of this group of people in black was beyond his comprehension, and when Ling Xiao said the battle time in his eyes just now, Hong Jie was stupid.

Less than half of his own men and horses fought against him, and in five minutes, he put all the brothers on his side, Ling Xiao actually said that such a result can only be described as waste? How long should it take for more than 50 people on his side to solve it in his eyes?

From this, Hong Jie deduced that this time the Tianlong Society did send troops, but not all the main forces were not those who were fighting in Kaifeng, this time there may really be only more than 200 people, but the combat effectiveness of these 200 people is no longer more than 200 people can describe, a small number of more than 200 people can solve more than 50 people on their side within five minutes, and more than 200 people can at least easily solve more than 500 people, this is still guaranteed?

What if such men were only the vanguard? Hong Jie didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he quickly sat up and found his hand from a pool of blood, and wiped the blood stains on it in his hand.

Seeing that his mobile phone was not broken, Hong Jie hurriedly opened the mobile phone screen and flipped through a few pages in the address book, found a number with a note named 'big brother', and then clicked the dial-out button, put it to his ear, listened to the beep sound from there, and waited for the connection over there.

The mouth was still there and kept muttering, 'Answer the phone, answer the phone, hurry up,' but God seemed destined to make a joke with Hong Jie, and suddenly there was a voice on the other end of the phone, Hong Jie was overjoyed, and when he wanted to speak, there was a mechanical female voice on the other side of the phone.

"Hello, the phone you dialed is on the call, please dial again later, thank you......"