"Quick, trap him!"

The man in black with a white mask gave an order, and the big net came towards the fat man again.

The area of the lock net is much smaller, and it is much easier for fat people to avoid it.

The nets were constantly whizzing and flying in the hall, and a group of men in black were running in circles around the fat man, while the chains were constantly flicking in their hands.

"Up!"

The net was slammed back down.

Opportunity!

The fat man sprang out with a sliding shovel, and the net was hanging above.

Picked up two knives from the ground, and the fat man didn't look at it and threw it behind him.

The lock net also lowered at this time, but when he saw that the fat man was about to be covered in it, the lock net was half smaller.

The two black-clothed men whose arms had been severed by the sword fell to their knees, blood splattered all over the ground, and the chains they had grabbed in their hands had fallen to the ground.

The lock net controlled by four people is no longer half the size of the original, and it can no longer pose any threat to the fat man.

The fat man picked up a knife from the ground and pouted.

If he had the aurora in his hand, would he still have to dodge this net, no matter how strong the net is, it is not a matter of a knife?

As soon as the fat man turned around, the lock net flew almost close to his body.

At this time, several more men in black rushed over to pick up the chains that had fallen to the ground.

How will the fat man let them succeed?

Picking up two chains from the ground, the fat man used a knife to tie the two chains firmly together and tie them in a knot.

With a wave of the double-sized chain, the two men in black were swept away.

"Hmph, everybody give it to me." The man in black in a white mask ordered again, "Consume him for me!" ”

Rub and go!

The dazzling sword was pulled out of the hands of all the men in black.

"Kill!"

Without the so-called heaven and earth net, this group of men in black still plans to use the most primitive method to solve the fat man.

Wow!

The white light flashed, and a large blood mist erupted from the chests of the three men in black.

The fat man stepped on the shoulders of the man in black and jumped directly back to the terrace on the second floor.

The killers who had already gathered in the hall on the first floor returned to the second floor.

The fierce confrontation continued, and the entire entertainment club was covered in blood.

The white-faced killer in charge of the command was secretly shocked in his heart, so many killers have been besieging for so long, and they have paid such a big price for personnel but still failed to take down this fat man, it seems that the team leader is right, and he must use all his strength to deal with him.

Thinking of this, the white-faced killer directly pulled out the Taidao behind him, jumped to the height of half a story with just one step, and then stepped directly onto the second-floor terrace with the help of the stone pillar.

While!

The white-faced killer was stabbed in the head, but he reacted quickly, and although he was not yet able to stand on his feet, he was able to take the knife accurately.

Dangdangdang!

The two exchanged several moves with each other in the blink of an eye, and it was impossible to tell which was better than the weaker between the sword and the sword.

Keng~

The white-faced killer slashed at the stone pillar beside the fat man, and the stone pillar was cut with a deep dent, but the blade was not damaged in any way, without the slightest pause, and the knife cut at the fat man again.

"That's amazing."

The fat man couldn't help but be curious about this sword, and he was able to cut through stones with a thin blade, which is usually only possible with energy weapons, right?

This kind of weapon reminded the fat man of the two daggers in the golden gun, but this sword was obviously much stronger than the two golden daggers.

Wong, when!

The fat man took the knife horizontally and took the knife from the white-faced killer.

Click!

The knife in the fat man's hand was directly cut off, and the blade fell to the ground with a soft sound.

"Damn, so fierce!"

The fat man threw the hilt of the knife in his hand in the direction of the white-faced killer, then turned and ran.

The white-faced killer dodged the handle of the knife thrown by the fat man, but apparently did not expect the fat man to run away suddenly.

Holding the knife behind his back, the white-faced killer chased in the direction where the fat man had fled.

"Damn, would I be afraid of you if I had Aurora in my hand!"

The fat man scolded, but ran forward without looking back.

The killers who stood in front of the fat man were all dealt with with one punch and one palm, and he only knew how to keep running forward but did not know where the front led.

The fat man escaped quickly, although one or two killers would pop up from time to time to block the way, but the white-faced killer chased all the way and failed to catch up with the fat man.

As a last resort, the white-faced killer waved his hand and threw a flying knife in the direction of the fat man.

The knives were extremely fast, piercing the air like a meteor with a sharp sound.

Such an obvious sound is naturally noticed by the fat man.

Knock back the killer in front of him with one palm, and then drag the killer backwards with both hands.

Puff puff~

The throwing knives hit all the men in black, and the unlucky man in black naturally died no longer dead.

The fat man continued to rush forward at an unabated pace, and the white-faced killer's hidden weapon was completely useless.

Sonor!

While!

Burst!

The fat man threw all sorts of debris behind him as he ran.

The white-faced killer slashed the mess in half.

The fat man ran and ran, and unconsciously ran to the back door of the entertainment club, which was also a hall similar to the front door, but because it was the back door, it was not open at the moment, and the door was firmly locked.

"Uh..."

The fat man scratched his head, now he ran to a dead end.

"Now you have nowhere to run."

The white-faced killer caught up from behind unhurriedly, but he didn't mean to rush to make a move with the fat man.

The black-pressed blood killer also gathered at this time, surrounding the three layers of the small hall and the outer three layers, and it would be difficult for the fat man to rush out from the front again.

The white-faced killer didn't think that the fat man could tear down the closed door of the club with his bare hands, after all, it was also made of alloy, and unless it was violently dismantled by a huge force, there was only one way to get the key.

"You're really bothered by your blood."

The fat man didn't have the slightest look when he was in a desperate situation at the moment, on the contrary, he was very relaxed at the moment, as if he didn't care that he was surrounded by killers.

"It's almost time, and the show is about to begin!"

The fat man spread his hands out, as if he was announcing why the show was going on.

"You...."

Before the white-faced killer could react to the fat man's meaning, he could only hear a loud roar approaching from outside the alloy gate.

The white-faced killer frowned, then reacted immediately, and immediately beckoned his men to hide in both directions.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the alloy gate was directly smashed to pieces.

A huge explosion-proof car rushed into the clubhouse from the outside, and not only that, but also a large number of ruffian members, all dressed as the most elite employees.

Among these people, you can even see Garr and Fergil, who have just returned, and they have also changed into uniform at some point, and although the number of people standing together is still a little less than the blood, the momentum is more than a star and a half.

"Hmph." (To be continued.) )