This was the most aggrieved battle for Xiao Yuanchao, and he was almost killed by a group of gangsters in the gutter. He didn't expect the Hell Angel to have such a strong firepower, and he couldn't lift his head directly. If it weren't for his experience in a hundred battles, maybe he would really have to be killed by a group of small people who couldn't get on the stage this time.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao shot the gangster's head, and slammed his right foot, picking up the bazooka that the opponent had fallen to the ground and resisting it on his shoulder. Stand above the window and pull the trigger towards the house opposite.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

The flames rose, and several gangsters were directly blown out by the explosion and fell into the street. Then, Xiao Yuanchao threw away the bazooka, grabbed his rifle and jumped out of the window on the second floor, and walked rampantly through the street with a gun.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

Dozens of guns chased him and strafed, and the dense bullets followed his footsteps, hitting the ground fiercely, and the earth and rocks flew sideways, but they could not catch up with the devil from beginning to end. Or that they couldn't accurately lock on to Xiao Yuanchao at all, because they had already been confused by the other party's dazzling figure.

One by one, the typical tactical evasion moves were fully used by Xiao Yuanchao, and his body followed the S-shaped charge from beginning to end, unswervingly advancing towards the tower of the commanding heights of the town. He knew that the commander of the Hell Angel Gang was in the middle of the tower, kill him!

Determining the target, Xiao Yuanchao didn't care about the attack behind him, he knew that under his crazy tactical movements, that group of gangsters had no way to do anything about themselves. This is not a big deal, but self-confidence, when he uses his body to make a series of tactical evasions that do not conform to the common sense of mechanics, let alone a group of gangsters, even if it is a well-trained special forces, they will not want to kill him lightly.

Roll, Jump, Charge, Attract, Dodge, Turn, Shoot...... Xiao Yuanchao, who was as smooth as a cheetah, made all kinds of feints, and rushed along the S-shaped route without retreating or evading.

"Bang!"

Under a tactical move of turning and adjusting, Xiao Yuanchao pulled the rifle in his hand, randomly leaned over and rolled to the right, jumped up and completed a turn adjustment again, and pulled the trigger again.

"Bang!"

Two bullets took two lives, and no one knew how he took aim, let alone how he pulled the trigger backwards in such a situation and shot with precision.

The movements that normal people do are extremely jerky and even impossible to complete, but here they are operated with unparalleled coherence. It's not dance anymore, because it's not about dance, it's a beauty, a beauty full of violence!

Fifty meters from the tower!

And when Xiao Yuanchao rushed to a distance of fifty meters, the gunfire behind him almost disappeared. Every tactical turn you make will take out a gangster. He didn't know how many times he had turned, the only thing he knew was that there were no more bullets in the chamber.

"Oh my God! Is this still human?! "The woman in the tower finally lost all her indifference and made a voice that she simply couldn't believe.

Standing at this highest point, she could clearly see how Xiao Yuanchao moved. The body seems to have no bones, wantonly doing all kinds of unimaginable movements, but these movements do not have any stagnation tendency, coherent seamless, whether it is rolling in or jumping, showing a natural feeling, giving people a strong and incomparable visual impact.

Fifty meters, the woman saw that Xiao Yuanchao was only fifty meters away from the tower where she was. She began to panic, she began to fear, she began to tremble.

"Stop him! Stop him!!! The woman stepped back as she commanded.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ……”

The roar of twenty motorcycles rang out, and on the east and west sides of the town, the most characteristic attacks of the angels of hell roared. The rider wearing sunglasses and leather jackets, revealing the skull wings logo, laughed wildly, wielded sticks and machetes, and struck at Xiao Yuanchao.

The speed of the motorcycle was pushed to the limit by them, and they began to make an unstoppable charge.

In the era of cold weapons, the unsolvable charge is a war horse. When the cavalry faced the infantry, a single charge could break up the infantry formation; The next round of charging is a one-sided killing. And in the era of hot weapons, motorcycles are undoubtedly the most powerful way to attack, and in the face of people standing on the ground with two feet, they can wantonly kill! Even if you drive a car, you are weak in the face of the charge of a motorcycle.

This is the most characteristic attack method of the Hell Angels, and this is the attack method that the Hell Angels do not allow people to escape once they are launched. They call themselves knights, knightly forces that guard the angels of hell.

"Hahahaha......"

"Suffer death, writh!"

"Shout! Kill, kill, kill! Hahahaha......"

“……”

The sound of the ghost crying wolf came out of the rider's mouth, and in an instant, he rode a motorcycle and rushed to Xiao Yuanchao. And at the moment when he rushed in front of Xiao Yuanchao, all the front of the car suddenly lifted, like a war horse raising its front hooves to trample on it, full of violent power.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao stomped on the ground fiercely, the muscles of his body instantly expanded, and the power of the earth surged from the soles of his feet to his body, filling every corner of his body.

"Bang!"

Another heavy stomp down, Xiao Yuanchao once again absorbed the power of the earth.

"Roar!!

A lion-like roar erupted from his mouth, and the red glint in his eyes stabbed at the driver facing him. A devastating fury burst from his body, rushing forward.

The rider on the opposite side was in contact with Xiao Yuanchao's eyes, and after feeling the tsunami-like rage, his body trembled fiercely, and his hand shook, and the motorcycle immediately lost its balance, and even the people and the car fell to the side and sliding.

"Bang ......"

After a series of collisions, several motorcycles immediately collided with each other, making undeserved mistakes at such moments.

Xiao Yuanchao smiled, and in the laughter, he suddenly turned around and completed a leg swing backwards, and kicked the motorcycle behind him to trample.

"Smack!"

A kick full of earth power accurately pumped on the front wheel of the motorcycle raised high, and forced the car to fly up. The rider was thrown out with a terrible howl, slammed to the ground and rolled several times, lying there silently.

At the same time, Xiao Yuanchao jumped up and turned around, and the saber was shot out instantly.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The sound of blades cutting sounded, and the riders on both sides leaped over, blood shooting from their necks, and they drove forward unawarely.

10 meters, 20 meters, 30 meters......

"Boom la la ......"

The rider of the motorcycle fell to the ground and rolled with a severed neck......

In one round, six or seven of the twenty motorcycles were lost, while Xiao Yuanchao, who was standing in place, was intact.

He looked up at the window of the tower, gently sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, and a bright smile that was harmless to a human......