Ma Wenquan has no worries at all. He used his terrifying attack power to the limit. He may not have Han Yu's perverted speed and vision, nor Hu Lai's domineering strength and tricks, but his fighting experience, especially this kind of group combat experience, is much richer than both of them.

Although Han Yu is the king of soldiers, he uses a gun much more than when he plays with a knife. Hu Lai, although he likes to fight, there is always a master to hold him when he can go forward, and he rarely fights with people to his life.

Only Ma Wenquan, from an ignorant teenager to a street gangster to a gang boss, it can be said that every footprint of him is typed out and poured out of blood.

The group of people under him is also the most powerful in the sky, except for the group of people who have just been given the name Heavenly Tribulation by Han Yu.

If it weren't for Han Yu's birth, then Ma Wenquan might not have had the opportunity to unify Tianshui City. You must know that before Han Yu, even Old Man Chu was quite optimistic about him. And if Han Yu hadn't met Xiao Yan first, and later saved her, then he would have to pay a price if he wanted to subdue Ma Wenquan.

At least, these people under Ma Wenquan are absolute iron-blooded elites one by one, and it is definitely not easy to deal with them.

At this time, everyone in the Donghai Gang complained one after another.

At the beginning, when Luo Chun led the people of the Huangquan team to the mountain to find Ma Wenquan, although they were shocked and unbelievable, they could still feel that they were fighting with a group of people. But since they met Ma Wenquan, these people here seemed to have found their souls, and they completely burst out with a power that surpassed ordinary people.

Here are some people who do not wait for death, and are not afraid of death. If you slash at me, they will return the sword. If you don't want to die, you have to retreat. But if you go back, you will be hurt. Often, many of the younger brothers of the East China Sea Gang can only choose between death and injury.

Compared to death, it is still acceptable to suffer a little injury.

As a result, the younger brother of the Donghai Gang began to retreat, and in the end, a rhythm was even formed, that is, the people of the Huangquan clan entered, and they retreated. Advance, and they will retreat.

The elite of more than 200 people was killed by the 20th person and retreated again and again, and even the encirclement was in danger.

The scorpion couldn't stand it anymore, so he ran to the side and whispered something to the dozen or so people who had been standing behind the two hundred. Those dozen people, unlike these elite junior brothers of the Donghai Gang, were all dressed in black, wearing black gloves on their hands, and wearing headsets in their ears.

If these people meet them on the road, they can be brought back to the bureau directly without asking anything, dressed in obvious thief equipment.

The person in the lead was a middle-aged man with a blue beard and stubble, he was thirty-four or five years old, and he had been staring at Ma Wenquan and the others with a solemn face.

"Brother Wrench, you see that you can't stop them right now, are you going to do it yourself?" The scorpion whispered.

The middle-aged man here is named Wrench, and he is the deputy captain of Zhao Donghai's personal guard, and the dozen or so people beside him are members of Zhao Donghai's guard. These people, all of whom were called out by the twelve fighters of the East China Sea, and they all had real kung fu under their hands.

And the skill of the wrench is also top-notch in the twelve battles of the East China Sea, which was originally the most powerful force hidden by Zhao Donghai, and he once ordered them not to make a move until the critical moment.

But now it seems that they can't do it without a move.

The wrench nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "The only way to do this is to disrupt their rhythm first, and then break them individually!" ”

There was obviously a bit of unconfidence in his words, and he was obviously not sure if he could kill all the people in front of him. At the very least, the cost was much greater than he thought.

The scorpion was stunned for a moment before saying, "He, is he really that powerful?" ”

"What do you say?" The wrench glared at him, then waved his hand lightly, and led the dozen or so people around to the front. Finally, the younger brother of the Donghai Gang was dispersed by Ma Wenquan, and when he breathed a sigh of relief and wanted Luo Chun in the middle to quickly take Xiao Yan away, he found that there were more than a dozen black-clothed people standing in front of him.

Ma Wenquan's eyes suddenly narrowed into a thin line, and the intuition honed by the long-term battle told him that these people in front of him were not easy to mess with.

Sure enough, at the moment when the little brother of the Donghai Gang was scattered, those black-clothed people pounced violently. The person in front of him even took a large wrench, and smashed it on Ma Wenquan's head, which was an iron lump, more than half a meter long, and was estimated to weigh thirty or forty pounds.

If this is really hit, it is not to mention that the bones are broken and the tendons are broken, or the brain is bursting, it is all light.

The Mo knife in Ma Wenquan's right hand was raised upward, and there was a bang. The knife bounced back with a wrench. It slammed into his shoulder.

Ma Wenquan snorted, and his left hand smashed into a fist against the opponent's right wrist.

But the wrench raised his hand sharply and dodged it. Then the wrench is a storm of attacks, or smash, or top, or twist, the front of the iron wrench is open, look at the size just enough to let go of a person's arm, if you dodge slowly, it is not easy to be held by it.

Ma Wenquan was forced to touch him a few times, and there were gaps in the Mo knife, and the hand holding the knife trembled. The first is that Mo Dao is fighting against such a bulky guy, and he is already at a loss, and the second is because Ma Wenquan has indeed been fighting for too long. On such a cold day, the sweat on his body has not stopped, and it has been steaming, as if he is about to become an immortal.

At this time, it is natural to suffer a big loss against an opponent with outstanding strength such as a wrench.

He has suffered a dark loss, let alone the people under him. The two younger brothers of the Huangquan team in front of them didn't notice for a while, and were slashed twice by the four black-clothed men who pounced on them. Although the two swore to fight back, they only caused one death and one injury to each other.

And their formation was suffocated. The rhythm that was easy to adjust was also disrupted, and the original irresistible momentum was also suffocated. It's as if a rotating machine suddenly hits a stone, and the efficiency of the whole machine suddenly drops.

Ma Wenquan's face was gloomy, the Mo knife in his hand was flying, and he tried his best to use short and small tricks, avoiding the wrench, and backhand pounced on the black-clothed little brother of the East China Sea Gang. The wrench didn't chase after him, and as soon as he turned around, he smashed into a junior brother of the Huangquan clan.

That little brother is playing with a man in black, where can he dodge this sneak attack? His shoulder was hit hard by a wrench, and his flesh and bones flew away. Stumbling against the blade in front of him, he grinned, covered in blood.

The black-clothed little brother on the other side had been indifferent in his eyes, and finally made a wave. He pulled out and wanted to retreat, but the little brother's hand had already held his steel knife tightly, so he couldn't pull out. His other hand stabbed him fiercely with a Mo knife.

Burst!

The little brother in black had a hole in his abdomen, and the two of them just stared at each other before falling!

Similar scenes kept happening, and when the wrench found out that something was wrong and wanted to direct the man in black to retreat, it was too late. The people of the Huangquan clan had already pounced on them frantically, and blood and flesh became the main theme of the night at this moment. Life has become the most despicable and worthless thing here, and scenes of tragedy are staged.

Ma Wenquan's eyes were red and he pulled out the Mo knife from the body of a black-clothed junior brother of the East China Sea Gang, and in the blood splashing, he didn't have time to wipe it, so he reflexively pounced on the next enemy.

He didn't know how many people he had killed, and the younger brother of the Huangquan clan beside him didn't know how many people were shouting for the glory of Huangquan and going to pieces.

Although the number of men in black is not large, the pressure on the Huangquan team is very huge. The speed of the two sides is very fast, and in this not spacious space, it is often you who slash me, and I return you a knife, which is extremely tragic!

In the blink of an eye, there were only six or seven people left around Ma Wenquan, and the wrench was still entangled by a few Huangquantang juniors, but the black-clothed people brought by the wrench were also wiped out by them.

Ma Wenquan held the knife and gasped lowly. He knew that he really couldn't kill them here, they didn't have much combat power anymore, but the other side still had a hundred and fifty or sixty people.

"Brothers, I'm sorry for everyone. Today, let's live and die together, and in the next life, let's be brothers again! Ma Wenquan Mo raised his knife and said in a rough voice: "Huangquan team, kill with me!" ”

Ma Wenquan said, fit out, and the Mo knife went straight to the wrench on the opposite side. The wrench's face was gloomy, but he retreated again and again, Ma Wenquan was as strong as a rainbow and as sharp as a sword, and he didn't dare to resist head-on.

The younger brother of the Huangquan team in the back roared in unison: "Kill!" ”

They followed closely behind Ma Wenquan and moved forward with one heart. Just when the wrench's eyes flashed sharply, and they were about to intercept Ma Wenquan, a burst of shouts suddenly sounded behind them.

He suddenly turned his head, and saw a huge fat man, holding a guy more than a man tall in his hand, rushing over like an angry bear.

The wrench couldn't help but shudder, but he knew right away that he had made a fatal mistake.

He was on the battlefield here, facing the hall master of the Huangquan Hall that covered the sky, and he was distracted at the critical time of the opponent's attack? The wrench turned his head sharply, and he saw a little black light in his eyes constantly magnifying, like a god of death.

The wrench subconsciously lifted the wrench in his hand upwards and stepped back.

Retreat here saved his life!

"Whew!"

The light of the knife roared, slashing at his arm holding the wrench. Blood splattered everywhere, and his arm was broken at elbows.

And he staggered behind his companions, Ma Wenquan made a move, and immediately raised his knife to slash again, and several Donghai Gang younger brothers next to him hurriedly stepped forward to rescue.

The sword light kept ringing, and Ma Wenquan was like a boat that was undulating in the sea, and it seemed that he was about to be swallowed by the sea at any time, but when the sea passed, he would find that he was still standing proudly there.

While!

The knife in Ma Wenquan's hand was almost out of his hand by a burst of force, he snorted coldly, and was about to backhand again, but he might as well come and say: "Brother Iron Hand!" ”

Ma Wenquan's eyes froze, and his slightly scattered gaze slowly gathered on the person who came.