"Brother in the back, raise your shield! Fire! ”

As soon as he heard the movement from the rear, Zhao Junhao gave an order.

The twenty-five shields that he had arranged in advance in the rear were immediately raised.

Fifty gunmen fired at the men who were flanked by the Hongmen.

But because the formation on Zhao Junhao's side has been completely messed up due to the melee, the twenty-five shields are no longer enough to help the brothers block all the bullets, and people on Zhao Junhao's side have been shot one after another.

The number of people is decreasing, very fast.

Two minutes later, all the bullets on both sides were empty, and Zhao Junhao had 300 people, and there were 200 people left who could still stand.

The people behind the Hongmen had already drawn their knives and joined the melee.

The two sides of the front and rear flanked the personnel, adding up to as many as five or six hundred.

As soon as Zhao Junhao arrived, after disemboweling a member of the Hongmen, he jumped onto a machine.

From the high point, he clearly saw how huge the difference in numbers between the enemy and the enemy was.

And because your own people are flanked on both sides, the rate of loss of personnel is twice as fast.

As the people of Hongmen approached from two directions, the space of their own personnel was constantly compressed, and the rate of loss of personnel was getting faster and faster.

If it goes on like this, according to Zhao Junhao's estimate, it will only be half an hour at most, and everyone he brought will die here.

He jerked his way up the stairs to the second floor, where he saw that more than a dozen black-clothed men were waiting for battle, and they never joined the battle.

Obviously, they were given the order to defend the passage to the death.

Zhao Junhao knew that the people of Hongmen wanted to kill him tonight, and he had to kill all the way to the president of Hongmen, and he would face many such obstacles. Maybe......

There are also very powerful killing moves lurking in front of you.

But now, Zhao Junhao has no other choice.

If you don't want to be wiped out, you can only rush to the past.

Only by controlling the head of the Hongmen can this battle be stopped.

"Brothers, kill with me!"

Zhao Junhao jumped up and slashed at a member of the Hongmen.

The man was split in half from head to crotch, and blood splattered Zhao Junhao's body.

With such a bloody picture, the people who followed Zhao Junhao were not afraid, but their adrenaline soared and they became more excited.

He screamed, brandishing his weapon and rushing forward with Zhao Junhao.

His morale was greatly boosted, but the people in Hongmen looked at Zhao Junhao like ghosts and gods.

He was full of fear of this terrifying man, and his psychological quality was poor, and he even lost his fighting spirit completely and waited for death.

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ”

Zhao Junhao led a team of people to rush forward and kill.

He swung his knife one after another, or slashed, or slashed, or stabbed, and every time he struck, one of the Hongmen men men fell to the ground.

Everywhere he went, blood splattered, like an emotionless grim reaper, harvesting the lives of all who came in sight.

I don't know how many people I killed like this, and Zhao Junhao has completely become a bloody person.

As he rushed to kill his brothers, they all fell on the road.

After all, morale is high, and there are too many people on the other side.

At this time, Zhao Junhao was completely out of touch with his own people, he was alone, surrounded by people, and there were people from the Hongmen side on all sides.

But these people ......

But they were all five meters away from Zhao Junhao.

They surrounded Zhao Junhao, and no one dared to step forward.

Zhao Junhao's current appearance is simply a demon god who came out of hell, and even his hair is dripping blood, which is really terrifying.

These elites of Hongmen didn't even have the courage to make a move against him.

"Come on!"

Zhao Junhao roared.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, their expressions are extremely nervous, and they all hope that others will go first.

Suddenly, one person roared, as if he had a psychological breakdown, and rushed towards Zhao Junhao with his eyes closed.

Zhao Junhao cut off his wrist with one knife, grabbed his hair, and cut off his entire head with another knife.

The round head fell to the ground, gurgling and rolling like a ball.

The Hongmen members surrounding Zhao Junhao suddenly screamed in surprise and retreated even further.

Zhao Junhao didn't care so much, picked up a shield from the ground, raised the shield in his left hand, held a knife in his right hand, and the gods blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas.

One person, stubbornly fighting his way out of the encirclement of hundreds of people.

He went straight to the stairs, but no one dared to chase after him.