At night, the purple moon is gloomy, and the clouds are like large patches of gray against the background of the moonlight.

In the Flame Tender Ballroom on Iron Flower Street, the guests have lost the hindrance of the Iron Will, and have already fled out of the door of the dance hall in panic.

"I heard that Iron Fist led people into Tobacco Street last night, are the Iron and Blood Society here to take revenge tonight?" said a woman in a fox fur coat on the far side of the street.

"Ms. Palemi has suffered this time, and the Iron Will will get more than fifty people, right?" The big-bellied man with glasses was wearing a tuxedo that could not be buttoned.

The continuous and rapid gunfire gradually subsided, and one could not help but speculate that there was a result.

"Iron Hands, they seem to be in Silla Street, I have already asked people to report the news, I am afraid that it will be too late to gather manpower, no matter how I say it, they are all doing business in Iron Flower Street, maybe everyone should help Ms. Palemie. The woman in the tweed coat said to the woman and the pot-bellied man.

"Lady Palemi is not a member of the Iron Hand Society, she is a relationship with the Lunsu military, even if the Iron Fist knows that something happened to the Flame Tenderness Dance Hall, they may not really pay attention. The black-haired woman tightened her fox fur coat and smiled.

"Could it be that Iron Will took a fancy to this and chose the Flame Tender Ballroom?" the pot-bellied man muttered, feeling that he shouldn't be.

The garrison that went out of Lunsu City has returned, and it is about to sort out the chaos of the past two days, and at this time, the relationship between the Iron and Blood will move the military is inevitably a little rampant.

In the Flame Tender Ballroom, Arrin slammed a sharp knife into the face of several gangsters, the blade flashing across the neck of the red-haired youth.

"Bang!"

Just as a bloody wound appeared on the neck of the red-haired youth, one of the dozen or so remaining gang members shot Arlin in the right chest.

The arcane aura that surged from under Arlin's feet was shattered, and the bullets that were slightly blocked still burst into his chest.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

When Yarlin couldn't get up in one breath, the last three bullets of Joyce Zor's pistol were fired at the two gang members.

Unlike the woman in the dress who was shot in the right shoulder and right abdomen, hanging down with one arm and bending down to pick up the gun, seeing that Yarlin was in danger, Joyce threw the small suitcase aside, grabbed the two big-arm machetes on the ground and was about to rush forward.

"Bang!"

Finding the man with earrings raising his gun and firing, Joyce's heart sank, and he subconsciously put two machetes in front of him.

"Bell!"

The bullet struck Joyce's machete and sparks flew into it, causing him to take two steps back.

The machete buzzed, and Joyce's right hand tingling.

In the eyes of outsiders, Joyce seemed to be in a panic at a critical moment, making a move to resist, but only he knew that he saw the ballistic trajectory that was crashed, and as for the action he made, it was indeed a knee-jerk reaction.

"Click!

The man in the earring pulled the trigger of the pistol again, but there were no bullets.

"Hack them to death. ”

Although the man with the earrings knew that things were terrible, he resolutely said to the nearly twenty gangsters who had gathered around Joyce.

"Whew!"

A sturdy young man strode swiftly and slashed at Yarlin, who had not yet recovered from the bullet.

Joyce couldn't rush forward, but grabbed Arrin by the collar and dragged him back.

"Bang!"

Even as Arrin was pulled away from his neck, the corner of the machete that swung off brought to his chest, slicing his shirt open.

Blood spilled from the inch-long scar on Arrin's chest, more shocking than the bullet hole embedded in his right chest.

The thought in Joyce's mind that fortunately was in his chest for a moment, and the man was already holding two machetes to meet the several gang members who rushed up.

"Bang!"

At the sound of the gunshot, Joyce swung his knife at the face of the stout young man, chopping it to the ground.

Pulling the machete out of the stout young man's face, Joyce could even feel the stutter of the blade stuck in it.

In the blood gushing from the neck of the red-haired young man, Joyce's face was ruthless, his eyes did not blink, and he was stabbed four or five times in the arm and body in the process of slashing with several gang members.

The scorching pain aroused Joyce's ferocity, and although he could see it clearly, his movements and reactions could not fully keep up with the siege.

"Whew!"

Faced with the assassination of a short young man with a dagger, Joyce did not dodge, and swung the machete in his hand into the young man's lower abdomen.

Before the soul crossing, Ye Chen had a weak concept of the legal system, coupled with the relationship between being lonely since he was a child and going up the mountain to collect medicine all the year round, he had a ruthless spirit in his bones, and in terms of perseverance, he would not easily lose.

After cutting down three gang members and knocking one back, Joyce turned and slashed at one of the men who was chasing Arrin, forcing him to dodge sideways.

Although Joyce took advantage of the momentum, he was stabbed twice in the back.

"Dead or not? ”

Joyce grabbed Arlin's shirt in one hand and swung his knife at the gangsters who caught up with him with the other, resisting the attack.

Before, Joyce thought that Arrin had revealed the secret ring and might be able to kill the remaining gangsters, but after only three people were eliminated, he was already so virtuous.

"Let go, I just didn't come up in one breath......"

Yarlin, who was dragged back by Joyce's shirt, finally recovered after being shot.

Joyce really wanted to scold Yarlin, just like you, you are a waste, it is better to be able to cut and resist.

"You bastards, see who dies first. ”

As Joyce swung his sword, Arrin had some room to snort, as if he was angry after suffering a big loss.

"Ahh ”

Joyce stepped back, encouraging to Arlin's shouts.

Seeing Arrin gritting his teeth and clenching his folding knife and killing several of the gangsters, Joyce ran towards the place where some of the gangsters had fallen to the ground before.

Joyce didn't leave Arrin alone, he was looking for a gun.

At this time, Palemie, who was in the back, was also in danger, but fortunately she picked up a pistol, which she fired just now, and after knocking down a knife-wielding gangster, the person who rushed out of the small aisle behind the siege was briefly shocked.

Joyce now understands that in the face of so many vicious gangsters, whether there is a gun or not is the key, secret cultivation, forget it.

The worst thing was that Joyce found that the old man in the cloak, who was hanging far away outside, was already approaching the back door.

Dealing with the remaining gangsters, the three of them are already in danger, and if the old man in the cloak comes in, the three of them will have to pick up the sticks.

Joyce could see that Arrin didn't have much actual combat experience, but fortunately he had the ability to fight in close combat, and his speed was faster than ordinary people.

"Quick, kill them. ”

The man with the earrings behind the person, apparently spotting Joyce's actions, roared and urged.

"Bang!"

The abdomen and right shoulder were bleeding uncontrollably, and the somewhat shaky woman in the dress fired another shot.

As the gangsters gathered behind him moved again, Joyce glanced at the casualties, and without trying a pistol, he quickly turned two places and picked up two pistols.

"Bang!"

Joyce, who was pulling a knife, stumbled at first, but quickly stabilized his body and grinned and fired a shot at the man who killed the woman in the dress.

Blood and white brain tissue collapsed, and bullets from the box gun pierced the man's head.

Seeing the gangster man fall to the ground with his head on his side and his body still twitching slightly, Joyce's face showed some surprise, this was the first time he had been right.

The corridor suddenly became dead silent, and the rest of the gang finally showed fear and retreated, and Arrin took advantage of the chaos to plunge a folding knife into the heart of a young man, who almost froze against him.

"Don't be frightened by him, he's out of bullets, it's a fluke, kill one of them, ten gold Luo coins. The man with the earrings shouted from behind.

Joyce wanted to shoot the man with the earrings behind the man in the distance at this time, but he knew very well that it was more of a fluke to blow the gangster man's head with a single shot, after all, it was relatively close.

"Yarlin, come back. ”

Joyce quickly approached the woman in the dress, who was about to lose her footing, and called out to Arlin, who had pushed the young man's body away.

"Joyce, kill all these bastards. ”

Yarlin reluctantly retreated, his face was cut and bloodied, and he gasped.

"Go back. ”

Joyce raised two pistols and threatened the six gangsters behind him.

Joyce, who had been stabbed more than a dozen times, looked like his jacket and shirt were almost shattered, the knife was still oozing blood, and his eyes were red like a wounded beast.

However, compared to Joyce, a gangster youth who was cut in the stomach by him before was even more miserable, and his intestines bulged outward, like a huge meat mushroom growing out.

Facing the muzzle of Joyce's gun, the six gang members behind had no doubt that he would shoot at any moment, and slowly retreated into the back door corridor where seven or eight people had died crookedly before.

"Take Ms. Palemi with you, don't shoot indiscriminately. ”

To Arlin's surprise, the gangsters behind him retreated into the aisle, and Joyce stuffed him with a box gun.

Joyce, who was holding a gun in one hand, freed his hand and carried a small suitcase, and only when he was out of sight of the aisle did he open the suitcase, take out a cannonball that could be held in the palm of his hand, and place it in the corner of the aisle.

"Don't move. ”

The man with the earrings urged the people in the corridor to come forward, and was suddenly startled when he found Joyce placing the cannonballs, and he called out to the people in the aisle to prevent the remaining people in the aisle from rushing out and being overshadowed by the other party.

Jarrin was shrewd, and after a brief period of strange looks on his bloodied face, he turned his gun on the cannonball that Joyce had placed around the corner of the aisle.

"Take aim, and shoot at the slightest movement in the aisle. Joyce's deep voice to Arrin seemed to pin all the hope of saving his life on him, so that he must hit it.

In Arlin's peripheral vision, Joyce seemed to go around behind him, as if looking for something.

Without waiting for Jarlin's attention to catch up with Joyce, he hurriedly walked back and forth with his suitcase and pistol in his hand, when suddenly he flashed into a room in the corridor behind him.

"Click! Click!"

The faint smell of blood rust was not easy to detect in the corridor corridor after the fight, and when the six gangsters blocked the back door and aisle found that the blood was rusty, it was already a little difficult to move, and the bones seemed to be gradually rusting.

"Ahh

A gangster girl slowly turned her neck with a sour sound, and saw the figure of a blood-colored mechanical puppet in front of the strange cloaked old man magnifying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the girl couldn't help but let out a hoarse cry of fear.

Joyce, who was always watching the cloaked old man with his left eye, had already gently opened the window of the room, put a cannonball into his trouser pocket, took a cannonball in his hand, and quietly jumped out of the room.