Just as the jackals hunting in the wasteland heard the barking of the leader, the black young man, who was already a little confused, actually stopped retreating, brandished all kinds of weapons in his hands and resisted stubbornly. From time to time, black youths were overwhelmed and devoured by the strict riot formations, but none of them retreated.

And in the direction where the fierce shouts came from, more than two dozen strong black men suddenly burst out of the darkness, and in just a dozen seconds, they formed a charging formation, silently clutching a weapon that looked like a narrow wooden plank, and collided directly with the workers who had gathered not far from Wei Yue and Luo Badao.

Just looking at the weapons that looked like narrow wooden planks in the hands of the two dozen or so black strong men, Wei Yue's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted to Luo Badao, who was already waving a pair of pickaxes to meet the attack: "Badao, be careful......

As soon as the roar started, a strong black man had already brandished the strange weapon in his hand and slashed at the oncoming Luo Badao. With two teeth-crusting blunt sounds, the two pickaxes that Luo Badao was holding tightly in his hands had broken apart. The powerful slashing force even pushed Luo Badao, who was quite sturdy, to take several steps back, and fell to the ground on his back!

With a muffled roar, Wei Yue picked up two steel water pipes from the sand beside him, stretched out his arms like a giant bear, and rushed straight towards the strong black man who was pressing towards Luo Badao step by step, and roared loudly: "Retreat!" All retreat to the construction machinery! ”

Relying on the advantage of height and leg length, Wei Yue had already approached Luo Badao, who had fallen to the ground, in a few vertical jumps. didn't have time to consider whether the way and angle of force would hurt himself, who was already about to stand unsteadily on the soft sand, Wei Yue violently danced the two steel water pipes, and only smashed them towards the strong black man who wanted to attack Luo Badao again.

It seemed that he completely ignored Wei Yue's heavy blow that was obviously encircling Wei to save Zhao, and the black strong man wielding the strange weapon could not see the slightest expression on his face, and he did not hesitate at the slightest when he slashed at Luo Badao's weapon. With the dull and dull sound of the two steel pipes smashing hard against the black strong man, the black strong man's movement of swinging the strange weapon finally had a slight twist, and he almost brushed Luo Badao's scalp and swung it over.

Seeing a string of blood splashing on Luo Badao's scalp, Wei Yue's eyes were almost cracked. Without bothering to swing the bent steel pipe again to attack, Wei Yue fit into the side of the black strong man who was also messed up, and forcibly knocked the black strong man who was almost as tall as himself and flew out sideways, only then he turned to look at Luo Badao, who was lying on his back on the sand: "Badao ......"

Shaking his head vigorously, Luo Badao, who was already bleeding all over his face, reached out and touched the hot position on the top of his head, and immediately touched the blood on his hand. Without waiting for Luo Badao to make any other moves, Wei Yue had already bent down and grabbed Luo Badao's arm and dragged Luo Badao to his feet.

Looking down at the two pickaxes that had been blown apart, Luo Badao, whose face was covered in blood, whispered in disbelief: "What the fuck is this? Lao Tzu's two pickaxes are soaked in oil, and they can't be cut in with a knife......"

While shouting to all the workers to retreat towards the construction machinery that had stopped advancing, Wei Yue dragged Luo Badao back quickly: "This is the traditional weapon of the hunting tribe in the Jinsha Dune area, using a very strong local tree and volcanic rock fragments to hunt wild boars and lions!" Locals call it the Golden Dune Long Sword, and it can even break the skulls of wild boars and lions! ”

Stretched out his hand and touched a piece of scalp on his head that was torn apart by the golden sand hill sword, and hung down softly, Luo Badao roared, and suddenly reached out and tore off a piece of soft hanging scalp, and slammed it on the sand beside him: "I don't believe in this fucking evil anymore!" Give Lao Tzu two rebars! ”

Contrary to the workers who retreated and relied on the construction machinery to take a defensive posture, the black youths who rushed into the construction site also began to quickly move closer to the black strong men wielding the long swords of the golden dunes. In just a few minutes, the two sides were already facing each other at a distance of twenty or thirty meters.

In the crowd gathered on both sides, the heavy wheezing sound invariably became the main chord note. Eyes, either irritated by anger or burned red by greed, have become the only color in everyone's eyes.

Reaching out to wipe away the blood that had flowed into his eyes, Luo Badao thrust the two rebars that had just arrived into the sand in front of him, and tore off the white T-shirt that had been stained red with blood on his body and wrapped it on his head indiscriminately, and then grabbed the two rebars into his hands again, and whispered to Wei Yue: "Old Wei, Lao Tzu has become popular today, so it's no wonder that Lao Tzu doesn't keep his hands?!" ”

Turning his face to look at the workers around him who were somewhat scarred, Wei Yue nodded heavily: "It's all started, no one can get off the stage regardless of whether they win or lose—those who are from internal guards and border armed police, come to me!" ”

As soon as he heard Wei Yue's words, all the workers who had served in the internal security and border armed police forces immediately understood that Wei Yue wanted to form a leading blade formation with extremely strong attack ability and be able to tear apart the opponent's formation, so as to disintegrate and even crush the attack force formed by the black strong men who also had high attack power and were armed with the golden dune long sword.

Without the slightest hesitation, all the workers from the internal guards and border armed police immediately threw down the pickaxe in their hands, replaced them with the rebar that could be seen everywhere on the construction site, and formed a standard assault formation behind Wei Yue and Luo Badao. In order to prevent their hands from slipping, all the workers took off the T-shirts they were wearing and tied the rebar tightly with their palms.

Looking left and right at the workers who were ready to fight, Wei Yue also grabbed two threaded steel bars and knocked on the track of a construction machine on his side: "Hit Lao Tzu!" Don't stop until you beat all these bastards into dumpling filling! ”

It seemed that in order to answer Wei Yue, it was more like to put a loud noise on his own brother, and the construction machinery parked on the side of Wei Yue and the others suddenly sounded a loud whistle. After all the construction machinery sounded the whistle in response, more than a dozen construction machinery rushed fiercely towards the opponent twenty or thirty meters in front of them like a furious war elephant!