Su Junbao now. Not bad. Because he didn't meet the thorn wolf Fu Qiang.

However, this situation didn't last long, Fu Qiang, as the hall master of Song Wutang of the Heavenly Wolf Society, has always been known for being ruthless and tough.

As soon as the car stopped, and his own people had not yet formed a queue, he found that a junior brother of Sui Gun Hall rushed up, which made his face change suddenly.

First, he was worried about the safety of the cold night, Sui Gun Tang was obviously defeated, and he was just a step too late depending on the situation. On the other hand, he was worried that his subordinates would be crushed by their own people before they met the people of the Crazy Word Battalion.

If he was really crushed by the people of Sui Gun Hall, then from today on, he and Song Wutang would become sinners of the Heavenly Wolf Society. And the Sky Wolf Society will become the laughing stock of everyone on the road!

Of course, Fu Qiang would not allow this to happen, so as soon as he got out of the car, he immediately took out a long knife, took a few steps quickly, and rushed at the Sui Gun Hall that had rushed to within ten meters, and exhaled and shouted: "The stabbing wolf is here, the people of the Sui Gun Hall, go on both sides, go to the middle of the people, there is no mercy!" ”

As he spoke, black figures jumped out of the car and quickly gathered around him. It was Song Wutang's younger brother, these people gathered together silently and quickly, like a black rock, and began to appear on the path of Sui Gun Hall.

However, the rout is like flying locusts, at this time, the surroundings are in chaos, and the little brothers of Sui Gun Hall are being killed one by one, where can they still listen to their arrangements? It's easy to see their reinforcements, and all they want now is to hurry into their brother's arms!

"Paralyzed, come to the rescue! Hurry up and save us! ”

"Fuck you, what are you doing standing there? Come pick up Lao Tzu......"

These big men who were chased after them let go of their foul mouths and scolded one by one. There was even a little brother of Sui Gun Hall, who raised his hand very unceremoniously and picked it with a shot: "Get out of the way of Lao Tzu!" ”

Typical nest yoko!

It's a pity that it was Fu Qiang who stood at the front and blocked their way!

"Look for death!" Fu Qiang snorted indifferently in the face of the little brother's provocation, and the steel knife in his hand was lightly horizontal, and the little brother flew out obliquely, with a body of two or three meters, one hundred and thirty or forty pounds, like a sandbag, smashed in front of several Sui Gun Hall junior brothers.

The two junior brothers of Sui Gun Hall in the back were shocked when they saw this, but under the high-speed running, where could they stop the car for a while?

The two of them took a step towards both sides with great effort, trying to rush past Fu Qiang's side.

The knife in Fu Qiang's hand swung left and right, and with a miserable white knife light, the two people who slapped again vomited blood and fell to both sides.

Several of Song Wutang's elite junior brothers over there also took action.

In an instant, more than a dozen younger brothers of Sui Gun Hall were put to the ground.

This time, the panicked little brother of Sui Gun Hall finally regained a trace of reason. Their head-hugging momentum finally stopped.

Fu Qiang glanced at everyone in Sui Wutang with some indifference: "I am the hall master of Song Wutang, and now, I order you to pass through my Song Wutang's position from both sides!" The people of the madman battalion, leave it to us! ”

Panda is a confidant of Song Wutang and a veteran of the Tao.

At this time, he and another person came out of the crowd, and on both sides of Song Wutang's formation, they greeted loudly: "Go this way!" ”

Three simple words, but those little brothers of Sui Gun Hall immediately had a direction, they divided into two sides and ran over quickly.

Originally, Su Junbao led people to bite Sui Guntang's ass tightly to kill, just to use them to impact Song Wutang's position, but he didn't want Fu Qiang to be much more ruthless and decisive than he imagined.

He actually directly used bloody means to suppress the little brother of Sui Gun Hall. Then, he picked them up.

By the time he tried to fish in troubled waters again, it was too late. The little brother of Sui Guntang, who has already been answered, runs very slippery!

Fu Qiang raised the steel knife slightly, and shouted: "Block the crazy word camp and respond to the Sui Gun Hall!" ”

"Block the crazy word camp and answer the Sui Gun Hall!" One by one, Song Wutang's younger brothers, chanting slogans, rushed out.

On the way here, they already knew that Sui Gun Tang had been fighting with the Crazy Word Battalion and others for a long time, and they came to directly announce the victory of this fight. Now, although it is somewhat different from what they expected, they still firmly believe that this victory will be theirs!

Su Junbao couldn't retreat at this time, he gritted his teeth, and with two hundred warriors from the Crazy Word Battalion, he greeted him without showing weakness.

It's like two torrents of steel colliding, like two rocks clashing.

For a while, the noise was much weaker than just now, but the fighting sound was monotonous and much higher-pitched!

Su Junbao casually slashed over a junior brother of Sui Guntang, who was probably last night, and his legs were weak due to too much effort on the woman, and he ran too slowly, and he was entangled by several people from Song Wutang.

The two sides don't have to be polite, and they talk directly with the guy in their hands as soon as they meet each other. They all want to entangle each other, and Fu Qiang is a large group of people waiting for their own entrance.

This time, only about 400 people came with him. The remaining more than 2,000 people are still behind. Even if it's running, they can catch up.

And Su Junbao wanted to entangle the other party and let Wei Zhengfeng lead the main force of Tangkou to evacuate!

Therefore, as soon as the two sides do it, it is a red knife and a bloody gun.

"I'll rub!" Su Junbao's skills are strong, but in such chaos, he will inevitably be injured. As for the little brother of the Crazy Word Battalion, not to mention.

One side has been fighting for a long time, and many people are wounded, whether it is physical strength or energy, there is a certain amount of fatigue.

On the other hand, he was already full of momentum, recuperating and holding back his strength to make them look good.

In this contact, many of the younger brothers of the Crazy Word Camp were killed more than a dozen because of their physical strength!

Su Junbao himself, after knocking down the two Song Wutang younger brothers with a knife, was hit on the shoulder, and he had to have at least three taels of flesh cut off!

Angry, he scolded and raised his foot to kick the kid twice.

However, this time also provoked Fu Qiang.

This Fu Qiang, but he has been paying attention to him for a long time. After all, Su Junbao's invincible figure is too eye-catching.

Moreover, the Crazy Word Battalion, as an existence that was against their Heavenly Wolf Society during the Sword Gate period, as the judge of Wei Zhengfeng's deputy, he naturally recognized it!

That Wei madman is not here at this time, he must be fighting with Leng Ye. He wanted to use these people to entangle himself, and then come back to him after he had dealt with the cold night himself. In his understanding of the Wei madman, Fu Qiang didn't think that he was the kind of person who could throw away the lives of more than two hundred brothers and give himself a foothold!

Therefore, he was also refreshed for a while.

He believed that with the ability of the cold night, he could completely hold back the madman Wei, as long as he could destroy this judge, then the elimination of the mad word camp would be equivalent to completing a big step.

Therefore, he snorted coldly, handed out the steel knife in his hand, and after wiping the throat of a junior brother of the Crazy Word Battalion, he turned around and killed Su Junbao.

If Judge Su Junbao had stayed in normal times, he would have been able to fight him twice, even if he was not his opponent, he could have been entangled with him for a long time.

But at this time, he has been injured in several places, although he has a special effect hemostatic powder in his pocket, but at this time, where is the effort to use medicine?

Su Junbao opened his mouth wide, panting heavily, and his face was already slightly pale. It's just that he relied on the foundation he usually laid, and that crazy idea, when facing Song Wutang's ordinary little brother, he could still go on a rampage, and suddenly ran into Fu Qiang, but he suddenly became struggling.

The steel knife in Fu Qiang's hand was chopped off on the head. With a dignified roar, Su Junbao parried, and when the two knives collided, Su Junbao felt that his arm trembled, and he almost lost all the guys.

However, before he could catch his breath, the knife in Fu Qiang's hand arrived again, dangdang!

Fu Qiang made it clear that he was not strong enough to bully him now, and the long knife in his hand fell one after another like the tide of the Qiantang River.

Su Junbao was tired of parrying, he didn't come up in one breath, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person snorted, took four or five steps back directly, and bumped into the arms of a junior brother.

"Brother Judge!" The little brother said eagerly.

"I'm fine!" Su Junbao wiped the corners of his mouth, but his eyes showed crazy battle intent. With a slightly trembling hand, he picked up the Mo knife again, but he didn't want the little brother to lose a sentence: "You rest here for a while, I'll stop him!" And he rushed forward.

Next to him, there were four or five junior brothers from the Crazy Word Battalion, who abandoned their opponents and rushed towards Fu Qiang as if they were dying.

Their enemies, naturally, have other mad word battalion brothers, desperately entangled.

In order to stop Fu Qiang and let the judge take a breath!

"......" Su Junbao wanted to call them back, but he knew that this was. These people were originally brought by themselves, and if they let them go back, where can they go back? The matter has come to this point, it can only be two words, spelling.

So, he scolded, and despite the fact that his body seemed to have burned inside, he rushed up behind the little brother.

Seeing that several little brothers from the Crazy Word Battalion rushed up desperately, Fu Qiang's brows twisted slightly, and with a wave of his wrist, a cold cold light sank into the throat of a little brother, and the little brother rushed forward two steps by inertia, after all, he still couldn't resist the power of life and death, although he was unwilling, he still fell helplessly.

It's just that when he died, his hands were tightly holding the Mo knife, in the direction of Fu Qiang.

In his throat, the blade of a cold throwing knife was gently exposed. Because the flying knife is powerful enough and relatively easy to use, there are many people on the road who can play this hand. However, if there is anyone in the Sky Wolf Club who has the best flying knife, it must be Fu Qiang!

As the hall master of Song Wutang, Fu Qiang knew what force meant. They are not gangsters, they are not in a village, and with a few young people, they can show off their might, watch the scene with a small boss, ask for debts, and they can be little ruffians with their eyes in the sky! They are the people of the underworld, the enforcers of black violence with knives and fists!

Without strong force, you can't suppress your subordinates, and you can't guarantee your status! Therefore, Fu Qiang once worked the flying knife, within ten meters, he hit every shot, and his strength was strong!

The little brother just now died under his flying knife.

However, the rest of the people did not have fear, or rather, their training at Senluo Ferry, or the current fighting, had made them forget their fears. And so they rushed forward.

Shh

Fu Qiang's arm had just been raised, and a little brother suddenly threw the knife in his hand, and he only had time to pick the knife away, and the left arm was hugged by the little brother of the mad word battalion who came with him behind the knife.

Golden opportunity! The other junior brother shouted, and with tacit understanding, he directly slashed at Fu Qiang's throat.

Fu Qiang's eyes were cold, his head was raised back, and the blade slashed across his face, leaving a cut more than three inches long.

He didn't care, and before he could turn his head, his foot was kicked out silently, hitting the knife hand in the lower abdomen.

The little brother screamed, the steel knife came out of his hand, and the man also stepped back. But before he could take two steps back, Fu Qiang, who was murderous, threw the steel knife lightly and slapped it on the handle with one hand.

The sharp blade, pushed by the strong force, directly sank into his chest, only revealing half of the blood-stained tip on his back!

The little brother who hugged Fu Qiang's arm grabbed one of his arms and opened his mouth wide, obviously reporting the idea of biting off a piece of his flesh if he was screwed to death. However, Fu Qiang's free right hand was clasped in his mouth. At the same time, his steely knees thumped between his legs, and he even heard a crisp sound.

The little brother of the Crazy Words Battalion suddenly looked at him. The severe pain made him involuntarily let go of his hand, Fu Qiang took the opportunity to retract his hand, and gently twisted his neck with both hands, and turned!

With a click, his pain was over.

In the blink of an eye, this stinging wolf Fu Qiang killed four or five junior brothers of the Crazy Word Battalion with ruthless and sophisticated methods, showing his strong skills as the master of the hall!