The volume of motorcycles is much smaller than that of cars, around the square, dozens of cars are arranged horizontally, blocked on the side of the road, but strictly speaking, there is still a gap of more than one meter between vehicles, which is not very inconspicuous, but now it has become the most critical turning point in the whole situation!

The sword flashed and the engine roared.

In the darkness, everyone's eyes showed a determination of disregard for life and death.

Dozens of motorcycles rushed into the chaotic battlefield, each holding a katana far more slender than an ordinary machete, curved and flickering.

The burly figure at the front rushed into the crowd, directly raised the blade, and the motorcycle under the seat seemed to be possessed by ghosts and gods, and there was a touch of jaw-dropping spirituality in an instant, and suddenly it gave people a terrifying feeling of the unity of people and vehicles.

Gently stir your toes, gear up, twist the throttle, and control the handlebar with one hand!

The pitch-black motorcycle came alive from a straight state at an uncanny angle, the tires rubbing against the ground with a harsh sound, and the katana in her hand, which was much longer than an ordinary machete, swept awild!

Terrifying arm strength, precise handling.

As the motorcycle moved sideways, a large area of blood suddenly splashed within a close range of nearly one hundred and twenty degrees in front of the burly figure.

The scene was shocking.

The motorcycle did not pause, the front of the car suddenly raised, a round of grip forward, smashed down again, the burly arm raised the blade, held it tightly, the other hand suddenly twisted the accelerator to the end, and the dark car roared again and rushed towards the most dense place of the enemy.

The overseas underworld forces, which had already gained the upper hand, were instantly disrupted.

It was as if the infantry of ancient times met the cavalry, although there were only fifty men, but the enemy several times their size was suppressed to the death.

An inch long and an inch strong.

Fifty people had weapons much longer than them in their hands, and with the huge impact of the motorcycle, few people could calmly resist when they swung out with a single sword.

The roaring sound of engines accompanied by blood raged through the crowd.

It seems that everyone has reached an astonishing level of control of motorcycles, and if it weren't for the merciless swinging of their long knives, almost everyone would have thought that a group of fanatics who could play fancy motorcycles suddenly appeared in the square.

The Royal Knights have only been established for less than three months!

Cultivated by a giant crab who is proficient in various means of transportation and can reach almost the world's top level!

Every motorcycle has been modified by her most professional modifications, and the engine, brakes, and tires have reached an impeccable level.

Each knight is trained by the Cancer himself in the stance skills, as well as the means to kill and protect himself on the motorcycle, how to dodge, how to minimize the damage he suffers when he can't dodge, and even, how to die the most valuable!

In the zodiac signs, the Cancer itself is a dead soldier, and the Knights are the result of raising a soldier with a soldier!

The current establishment of the knights is one hundred and twenty people, but there are only fifty who can participate in the battle tonight, a large part of them are killers who were once subdued by Wang Fuxing in the Qin family's school, and some of the rest are all the main forces of the Wang family who have experienced a hundred battles, everyone is not a mediocre hand, and the ability to learn to kill is extremely strong, among which there may not be any top-notch masters with the most ability, but they can be placed on this kind of battlefield, riding a motorcycle, even if it is one enemy ten, there is no problem!

Wang Fuxing's original expectation that the establishment of the knights would be more than 1,000 people, and the large team would be divided into four categories, as the main armor of the battlefield meat grinder, in addition to its own physical fitness, this category must have a good learning ability, and be able to flexibly use all the skills taught by the Cancer.

The main armor does not need too much, it is enough to maintain the establishment of two hundred people, and now the royal knights who are in line with Wang Fuxing's inner main force, there are less than twenty people who can enter this category.

The second is the death squad, or the death squad is the most appropriate, they can not have a good learning ability and skills, but at the critical moment, they must cause the greatest damage in the crowd, the number of requirements is the most, four hundred, one person killed in battle, one person will be supplemented.

The other two categories are the decent knight Bingding, similar to the main armor, but it is the eliminated product of the former, Wang Fuxing does not have high requirements for these two types, with the help of a perfectly modified motorcycle with thousands of pounds of strength in the collision, it is enough for one person to fight five people.

Wang Fuxing is not afraid of imitation, the technology of the Giant Cancer and the means of modification are the cornerstones, in the Celestial Empire, no one can completely replicate the glory of the Royal Knights!

And now, among the one hundred and twenty regular knights of the Wang family, what Cancer is building with all its might is the main force A and the dead soldier B, this time she brought not many Class B knights, ten people, but I believe it is enough to give people a huge surprise!

"Old man, isn't it a surprise?"

Wang Fuxing, who was covered in blood, reappeared beside Huangfu Fusheng, because he was tired, his face was a little pale, and even the hand holding the frenzy was trembling slightly, this world, after all, there is no kind of fierce man who is thousands of enemies and thousands of enemies, everyone has their own limits, if Wang Fuxing still chooses to continue to kill, in the end, no matter how good his skills are, there is a risk of being killed.

Support until the arrival of the Knights, and he and many of the main forces of the royal family who are fighting on the front line can rest temporarily.

This is a hard indicator that Wang Fuxing has given himself, no matter how good the situation is, he must stop attacking.

Wang Fuxing's self-control has always been outstanding.

"Very unexpected."

Huangfu Fusheng nodded, with a faint hint of approval in his eyes, and there was also a smile on his old face: "Boy, these dozens of people should be treasures in your hands, right?" It can be seen that they have all worked hard, and the one who takes the lead is even more rare, and it is even more rare to be able to control the car to that extent, in addition to their own efforts, they also need talent, but you let them do dozens of people to fight the hundreds of people in the square, do you want to fight them all, don't feel distressed? ”

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, looked at the main force of the Wang family who were more and more withdrawn from the battlefield and were covered in blood and his eyes were a little dull, his tone was calm, he stretched out his finger, and said lightly: "My people have all reached the limit, first the Yamaguchi Group, then the Bamboo Union Gang, the Mafia, the Chariot Organization, everyone's physical strength is inexhaustible, if they are not allowed to withdraw, I don't know how many people will die here, it doesn't matter if they die, but if they are hacked to death by all their strength, I feel that I wish." The Knights are indeed my hard work, the absolute elite of the Wang family, but no matter how precious they are, I will never forget one thing. ”

Wang Fuxing's eyes were calm and resolute, and he pointed to the knights who were rushing to kill in the crowd: "These people are all fighting for the Wang family, cultivating them, not raising them as treasures, but needing them to fight, to win, and even to die!" ”

"When they die, they are reflecting their value, and they, and them, are all my people, and they are all working for the royal family. You can't let people at the grassroots level drag their tired bodies to support them because of their higher status, old man, right? ”

"To train the main force is to let them die."

Huangfu Fusheng muttered to himself, shook his head, sighed, and said softly: "You are really cold-blooded." ”

Wang Fuxing was noncommittal, his eyes narrowed into a slit, flashing with a cold light, and he stared at the battlefield tightly.

"You seem pretty sure that a few dozen of your men can kill all of their remaining hundred? I took a look at that kid from the mafia, his skills are not weak, it is not difficult to kill your dozen or so knights, and Sun Mozhu of the Bamboo Union Gang is not good at stubble, plus these hundreds of people, it is almost impossible to eat it. ”

Huangfu Fusheng said curiously, looking at Wang Fuxing, his eyes were strange and playful.

"The old man should be prepared, right? Since you're ready to help, why don't you call your people out? ”

Wang Fuxing looked at Huangfu Fusheng calmly, suddenly smiled slightly, and said softly: "Old man, how many people do you have?" ”

"What? You kid want to take advantage of me? Numbers Nine and Ten are already helping, old man, I have no one left. ”

Huangfu Fusheng looked vigilant, and his eyebrows twitched.

"Then how about the troublesome old man rush in and help me cut a few to relieve some pressure?"

"Fart! Your relationship with Lingxi, you should call me grandpa and let me help you cut people? ”

"Don't go, okay, I'll bully your granddaughter when I go back, Lingxi is so well-behaved, it's obedient, and it's easy to bully."

"Boy, you're threatening me?!"

"I bullied your granddaughter."

“…… Can my old man lie to you? The Huangfu family has no power in Huating, so they can't help you! ”

"I bullied your granddaughter."

"The basket you poked out yourself, and filled the hole with my human life? No way! ”

"I bullied your granddaughter."

"You just assume that the old man didn't come, boy, the Huangfu family should not have been within your plan at the beginning, right? Are you so calculating, showing a hand of hole cards to show the old man? ”

"It's out, I'm bullying your granddaughter."

“…… Your own daughter-in-law, you refuse to be kind, what's the use of the old man saying?! ”

"I bullied your granddaughter..."

“……”

“…… Seventh, call our people, chop this little bastard for me first, and help him cut people! ”

Huangfu had a black face, gritted his teeth and said, his facial muscles twitched constantly, fuck, can you be shameless to this extent?!

"Don't worry, old man, the pressure on your people won't be too great, just clean up some remnants of the defeated army without fighting spirit, if it weren't for my people being too tired, I would definitely not use the elite of the Huangfu family tonight."

Wang Fuxing smiled and said, his heart was slightly relieved, sure enough, Huangfu Fusheng was able to come to Huating, and it was right to calculate him by himself, this old fox was still prepared tonight.

The corners of Huangfu Fusheng's mouth twitched and he didn't speak, just looked at the hideously twisted faces in the square that were swinging knives and slashing people, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't see that this was a group of defeated soldiers with no fighting spirit.

A corner of the square.

A knight with red gloves finally saw Sun Mozhu in the crowd, and without hesitation, rushed straight over.

Huangfu Fusheng's eyes flashed.

He had noticed this detail for a long time, among the dozens of knights, there were very few people with red gloves, what did this mean?

Is it a master?

Wang Fuxing's eyes tightened, and he whispered to himself: "Five... Four... Three... Two... One..."

The biggest variable in the audience appeared instantaneously and without warning.

Sun Mozhu, who had killed more than ten knights in a row and had no time to withdraw from the battlefield, watched the other party crash over, smiled hideously, and suddenly raised his knife and threw the blade in his hand fiercely.

The blood-stained machete is not bright, but it is more sinful.

The sword flickered and slammed into the chest of the knight, who didn't seem to be alive or dead.

It's just that the speed of the opponent has not weakened at all, but has become faster.

Sun Mozhu sneered even more, and at the moment when the other party rushed over, he suddenly turned sideways, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the blade inserted in the opponent's chest again.

Blood sprayed.

Before Sun Mozhu's cruel smile could be contained, it suddenly froze, and then became frightened.

The red-gloved knight, who was on the verge of death, didn't know when he threw away the katana in his hand, and what appeared in his gloved palm was a small pistol.

Exquisite, the caliber is also very small, and the bullets fired by this thing, as long as they don't hit the vital point, they won't kill people at all.

The knight holds the grab.

The muzzle is down.

Align the fuel tank of the seated motorcycle.

Pull the trigger!

"Bang!"

Suddenly the square burst into flames!

With that motorcycle as the center, people with a radius of nearly ten meters were instantly engulfed in flames!

A whole whole slice!

Sun Mozhu, who was still smug, was stuck all over his body by spittle fragments, his eyes widened in horror, and he couldn't bat himself!

"Bang!"

A second explosion sounded again in the other direction, accompanied by the light of fire and a terrible wail.

"Bang!"

The third tone.

Fourth tone.

Fifth tone.

It's all black knights, all red gloves, and all indomitable gestures.

Patches of fires ignited.

Knights, Dead Soldier B.

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, his pupils reflected the firelight, and he couldn't see his specific emotions clearly.

The people in the square finally began to break up, and there was no longer any fighting spirit.

Wang Fuxing's face was expressionless, he took a deep breath, and said softly: "Old man, your people can act." ”――

Night.

The Huating neighborhood of the whole city is under martial law.

An Audi A6 slowly stops in the middle of the road.

A man and a woman slowly walked down A6, carrying a delicate silver box, and went straight to a high-rise building on the side of the road.

Five minutes later.

A truck appeared directly, looking at the A6 parked on the side of the road with a black car film and not knowing if there was anyone inside, without any hesitation, it hit it directly.

The Audi A6 was crushed and deformed on the spot.

Blood splattered in the car!

Five minutes later.

Huating, Bloody Square.

Wang Fuxing, who was exhausted, had just breathed a sigh of relief, and a panicked mobile phone rang suddenly-

The next chapter will be late, maybe even morning, thanks to the uncle, my heart flies 1998, for the smoke wandering tips and monthly ticket support