The night enveloped Midtown, and all the shops on West Street, which used to be bustling, were closed, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

In front of a bar, there were many people gathered, their hair dyed gray, wearing gold chain earrings, and they looked like gangsters.

And in front of these thugs, there were two chairs, and two young men were sitting.

One of them took a sip of the red wine in his hand and asked, "Brother Ling Feng, that guy Yang Zhi can't be afraid, right!?" This person was Xu Jun, and behind him stood two middle-aged men with amazing momentum.

The person on the other chair was Ling Feng, and I saw him smile and said, "Don't worry, he will come!" "If he doesn't come if he doesn't come, then he won't be able to mix.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a group of black people walking at the end of the street, and the leaders were Yang Zhi and Lu Haikong.

"Hahaha, Yang Zhi, you're finally here!" Xu Jun stood up excitedly, pointed at Yang Zhi and laughed wildly, as if he had seen Yang Zhi's end, he had been waiting for hardships these days, and now he could finally be ashamed.

Yang Zhi glanced at him coldly and said to Ling Feng: "Ling Feng, you have to think about it carefully, let Xu Jun's Flying Dragon Gang participate, do you know what the consequences of doing this are!?" ”

Of course, Ling Feng knew the consequences, and was hunted down by the three gangs in Midtown! However, Ling Feng already had a way to deal with it.

"Hehe, Young Master Xu Jun and the two of them have already agreed to be the worship of my gang!" Ling Feng squinted his eyes and said, his expression was very arrogant, you must know that they were two innate martial artists, as far as he knew, Yang Zhi's Qing Gang did not have a congenital one.

Today is the day of his rise, and Yang Zhi and the Green Gang are just what he uses to establish his authority today.

At this time, one of the two middle-aged men behind Xu Jun came out, it was a man with a hooked nose, fierce eyes, and a thin body, and his hands were eye-catching and very fair.

"In Xia Yuan Cheng, I have heard the name of the blue-faced beast for a long time, I don't know if your Excellency can teach you a lesson or two!?" The martial artist walked to the thirty meters away from Yang Zhi and asked with a smile.

The people of the Ling Feng Gang waved the sticks and machetes in their hands one after another, cheering them on.

This is a battle between gangs before the battle, and the general is killed before the battle, which can hit the morale of the other party and improve the taxi of the winner, which is said to have been popular in the Qin Dynasty and has been passed down to this day.

In the past, the Hongfei Gang and the White Tiger Gang were equal in strength, and they would also send generals to fight in front of the battle. In the past, Yang Zhi was the leader of the Hongfei Gang, but now it is obvious that the opposite side is an innate martial artist, and his combat effectiveness is comparable to that of a tank and a fighting vehicle.

Yang Zhi snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's not that cats and dogs can challenge me!" ”

"You're looking for death!!" Yuan Cheng's face turned pale, as an innate martial artist, the gang leaders of the Flying Dragon Gang respected him for three points, and he didn't expect to be so insulted when he came to this rural place.

Yang Zhi squinted his eyes and shouted, "Who dares to go to the battle?" ”

The group of junior brothers behind Yang Zhi all quieted down instantly, and they all shrank up and pretended to be ostriches, they all received the wind more or less, knowing that the Ling Feng Gang had invited two innate martial artists, that was innate! The combat effectiveness is comparable to that of a tank, and going up is completely looking for death!

The Lingfeng Gang sneered loudly. Xu Jun and Ling Feng were even more sarcastic, they all knew that there was no general in Yang Zhi's hands who could handle it, and even Lu Haikong didn't know where to shrink after knowing that it was an innate martial artist in front of him.

"Lord, let me go and meet the enemy general!" At this moment, a high-pitched voice sounded. Everyone present was stunned, there were really people who were not afraid of death.

Yang Zhi's men slowly dispersed, making way for a way, and then, the young man slowly walked out, it was a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome appearance, and what attracted people's attention was that he was holding a spear in his hand.

"Lord!" The young man walked up to Yang Zhi and bowed.

Lord!? What is this called!? Yang Zhi's men were stunned, and the people of the Ling Feng Gang watched the show and watched how the young man died.

"Hmm!" Yang Zhi nodded and instantly entered the theater mode.

The young man walked ten meters in front of Yuan Cheng and shouted: "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong!" ”

Changshan Zhao Zilong!? Hearing this, everyone was instantly speechless, and the people of the Ling Feng Gang burst out laughing: "Haha, Zhao Zilong!?" I'm still Lu Bu! ”

"No, you are Diao Chan, I am Lu Bu! I'm going to you! ”

"Damn, what kind of person is this, he dares to slander my idol!"

"Exploded that war scum!"

"Hmph, scum! Do you think that if you hold a broken gun, you will think that you are the martial god Zhao Yun!? ”

……

The people on the other side talked one after another, all of them mocked, and the people behind Yang Zhi all blushed and asked in low voices where the tease came from.

Yuan Cheng looked at the young man holding the spear and said disdainfully: "Hmph, how can the martial god Zhao Yun be called by someone like you, today I will let you know what an innate martial artist is!" ”

"Quack!" Zhao Yun coldly spit out two words, the spear in his hand shook, and a bit of coldness flashed in Yuan Cheng's pupils.

Yuan Cheng's eyes widened in a daze, and he looked at Zhao Yun, who had a calm face, and spit out two words in a daze: "It's so fast...... Uhh ”

Yuan Cheng's throat spurted out a bloody arrow, and a shot sealed his throat.

The hands on both sides froze instantly, and they looked at the middle-aged man who fell to the ground in a daze. They all know the strength of innate warriors, after all, the reform and opening up is about 60 years, and there are legends of a lot of warriors among the people.

The combat effectiveness of the innate martial artist is equivalent to a tank, although it was already in the fifties of the last century, but this indirectly shows that the strength of the innate martial artist is strong!

Now there is such a congenital martial artist who has fallen, and he was killed in seconds, this is crazy!

At this time, on a tall building a kilometer away, three people were observing the gang battle on West Street.

"This ...... This, how could there be such a master in the hands of Yang Zhi's guy!? Ye Xiaojing asked with a surprised expression. Behind her, standing was a white-haired woman dressed in white, and a royal sister dressed in a black OL suit.

At this time, the white-haired woman also frowned and muttered: "Although Yuan Cheng's strength is ranked low in the innate ranking, even if I want to win him, I must have three moves, who is that young man!?" can actually kill him with one shot, his ranking is at least within the top 100 in the innate list, but I know the top 100 martial artists, who is he!? ”

Just when everyone was shocked by the young man with the spear, the young man opened his mouth and shouted: "Shame me, go and take off her clothes!" ”

Green Gang Member: "......"

Ling Feng Gang: "......"