Chapter 255 Strong Shot, Bloody and Miserable (Ask for Subscription, Reward)

More than 30 people were armed with machetes, and the scene was indeed magnificent.

It's like a Hong Kong boy in the seventies and eighties, fighting their brains one by one, and they don't want to die.

And these people are also cleverly chosen, especially it is almost eight o'clock in the evening, and there are very few pedestrians at this intersection.

When people saw this battle from afar, they had already slipped away. Even if you hack someone to death, no one will dare to come up and take care of it.

In short, it can be said that the heavens are not spiritual, and the earth should not be called, but it remains to be studied which side this sentence is used on.

Ji Chang rushed out, full speed, and a man raised his knife to look at Ji Chang's head.

Seeing the machete coming, Ji Chang's head quickly flicked to the side, and his upper body also quickly moved to the side, although it was five centimeters tighter, the machete was next to his chest.

But Ji Chang had already shot like lightning, and without waiting for the machete to completely chop down, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the guy's wrist.

The right hand suddenly broke up hard, clicking, accompanied by the man's scream, the guy's arm bone was directly broken by Ji Chang at 180 degrees.

At the same time, Ji Chang's right hand slidied, and the machete instantly arrived in Ji Chang's hand.

Without looking behind him, Ji Chang held the machete and put it on the back of his head.

Ding-bang!

The metal collided, making a screeching sound and sparks flowing.

And Ji Chang had already ejected his right foot backwards, kicked directly in the stomach of the person who attacked him from behind, kicked him several meters away, and knocked down seven or eight strong men.

At this time, Ji Chang's movements did not stop at all, and in the frightened and screaming eyes of the guy who was robbed of the machete, Ji Chang had already slashed at the calf's neck and chest.

A foot-long bloody gash appeared on the calf's chest, and the blood rushed wildly.

The man's eyes were straight, his mouth was spitting blood, and his body was falling to the side, and in the short time that the man's body had fallen to the ground, Ji Chang had already slashed three more strong men.

Send them to Western Bliss.

At this time, Ji Chang is like a vicious wolf who breaks into the flock, and every time he goes down, he will send a strong man to the guillotine.

Blood, stumps, broken organs, and the frantic roars and screams of the field, the mouth of the tunnel has become a purgatory on earth.

It's as if heaven is on the other side of the tunnel mouth, and demonic hell on the other side.

In less than five minutes, most of the thirty people had died, and Zhang Bao, who saw this scene, was so frightened that his body trembled: "Damn, this calf is really a ruthless person!"

He had never seen anyone so ruthless.

Even when he followed the boss of the Badao Society, Brother Dao, when he was fighting for turf, Brother Dao was not so ruthless.

This kind of ruthlessness, cutting people is like chopping cucumbers, crisp and neat, without any mud and water, and there is no mercy between the hands.

Completely indifferent to the existence of life, it is like a demon of hell.

Zhang Bao subconsciously took a few steps back, with a frightened expression on his face.

"Damn it, I don't believe you can resist bullets!"

Zhang Bao's right hand was pounding in his arms, and a pistol escaped.

The pistol was clearly a black market product with no markings.

But this calf hasn't used this thing before, so he followed the example of the TV, pulled the bolt, and aimed in the direction where Ji Chang was.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen people left, they were also cut to the ground by Ji Chang, and there was only one left at the scene, holding a machete, with a frightened hind leg on his face.

The blood on the calf's face, whether it belonged to his companion or his own, was so frightened that his hand holding the machete trembled.

"Don't, don't come, you don't come......"

The calf's pants were already wet, and he just stepped back, but he didn't pay attention to his feet, and suddenly tripped over the corpse of his companion.

The whole man turned upside down, and more blood was glued to his body, and as soon as he got up, the calf stepped on the broken wound in the chest of another companion.

What's more, one kick turned out to be ...... Trapped.

Pulling out his feet, bringing out the blood and dirt, making people vomit and make people panic, the calf sat down on the ground again, and cried: "Don't, don't kill me......"

"Made, go die~~"

Bang!

At this time, a hideous roar suddenly came from behind Ji Chang, accompanied by a deafening gunshot, and the machete in Ji Chang's hand was directly shot into a hole, and it instantly emitted fire.

Ji Chang's arms were numb.

Zhang Bao's calf actually shot a black gun in the back, fortunately this guy didn't use a gun, otherwise, if he hit Ji Chang's head this time, he wouldn't have a blood hole and would be killed on the spot.

Ji Chang also had a stirring in his mind in an instant, and a cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he threw himself directly to the side, hiding behind a corpse.

"a chicken, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Zhang Bao failed to kill Ji Chang with one shot, and he was also angry and frightened, and hurriedly shot "bang" at the position where Ji Chang was hiding.

The corpse was all beaten to pieces by him.

Soon, the nine bullets had been missed, and the calf's eyes were red and he pulled the empty trigger a few times.

Realizing that the bullets were gone, Zhang Bao hurriedly went to his pocket, and scolded in his mouth: "Uncle Draft, Lao Tzu has collapsed you little bastard today~"

However, taking advantage of this time, Ji Chang had already thrown the mutilated machete in his hand towards Zhang Bao, who was loading bullets.

Swish!

"Ah~·"

With Zhang Bao's scream, his right hand, which had already loaded his bullets and was about to shoot again, was broken from his wrist, and he fell to the ground with his gun.

Zhang Bao was already frightened, but he was not stupid, he quickly squatted down and picked up the pistol on the ground with his left hand.

Today, either he dies or Lao Tzu dies.

But a black shadow flickered in front of him, and the pistol he had just held in his left hand was trampled by a big foot.

An extremely cold voice sounded: "You, there is no chance!"

Then, Ji Chang kicked Zhang Leopard's chin hard, directly kicking him to a backflip for two weeks, snapping, and falling heavily to the ground.

Zhang Leopard's chin was blurred with flesh and blood, his tongue seemed to be drooping out of his dilapidated chin, and he couldn't speak: "You, you...... It's a magic ...... Ghosts"

"Only now?"

Ji Chang had already walked over step by step, with only sarcasm and sneers in his eyes, "It's too late!!"

The calf was speechless, and Ji Chang had no intention of questioning him, so he raised his foot and stomped on the guy's chest.

"Rest assured, you will not be alone on the road to hell. ”

Ji Chang stomped on his sternum with one foot, and the broken sternum pierced Zhang Bao's heart, "Your brother named Zhang Hu, as well as the people behind you, will accompany you~~ Now, you can rest in peace~~"

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