As soon as the phone hung up, Zhang Dashan was about to call back, when at this time, the mobile phone ticked and it was MMS! He opened it and looked at it, and suddenly the murderous intent accumulated in his chest was churning like boiling water, and the hot blood in his chest rushed to his head at once, and his eyes were red. In the photo, Lin Yufei was thrown into the snow with her hands and feet tied, with several clear palm prints on her face, obviously just beaten, and her eyes have long been clear and smart, only fear and fear. Under the photo, there are four words.

Old Street, ten o'clock.

Lao Cai is not far from here, twenty minutes by car, but it is already 9:45, and I will definitely not be able to catch it by car.

But Zhang Dashan's legs and feet, running is not slower than the car, I saw his footsteps windy, his body like an arrow, sometimes taking shortcuts, sometimes taking small roads, sometimes running around, over a barrier two meters high, but eleven or twelve minutes, to the old street.

Laojie is an urban village planned to be renovated, with seals pasted everywhere, and the merchants and residents inside have long since moved out, and it is a barren place, not to mention people, not even street lights, and it is indeed a good place to kill people and set fires.

Zhang Dashan arrived at the old street, took his mobile phone to compare, and found that the background was wrong, not here, so he immediately rushed to the front, and investigated and compared the alleys one by one. When he was halfway through the fifth alley, Zhang Dashan's ears moved, and suddenly he heard a slight rustling sound, which he immediately distinguished, it was the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the snow. It's a lot, and it's miscellaneous.

There was an ambush! And there were quite a few of them! At the same time that he spotted the other party, the other party also discovered him.

Suddenly, twenty or thirty figures came out of the alley in front of them, all of them carrying a cold light in their hands, and by the light of the snow, they could vaguely distinguish that it was a one-meter-long Xueliang machete.

At the same time, there was a rustling sound behind him, Zhang Dashan turned his head to look, and saw that in the alley behind him, there were also more than 20 figures, also carrying machetes. These knifemen are all half-masked, revealing only a pair of eyes!

At this time, Zhang Dashan was standing in the alley, and the alleys and alleys were blocked!

"Is this going to kill me?" Zhang Dashan looked at this battle, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he knew that there was absolutely no possibility of good today, either you died or I died.

"This group of people is not good people, maybe they all have a few lives on their hands, I just don't do anything and kill them all!" The machete team of forty or fifty people completely aroused the ferocity in his heart.

As soon as the two ends of the head and tail were blocked, twenty or thirty figures close in front of them suddenly rushed up, and there was still a distance of one or two meters, so they stopped and raised their hands to shoot out a ball of white things. As soon as the thing was struck, Zhang Dashan smelled a pungent smell, and then a white powder covered his head.

"Lime powder!" Zhang Dashan screamed in his heart, hurriedly closed his eyes, kicked out with his left foot, kicked on the snow, raised a large piece of snow, blocked a lot of lime, and then immediately pounced, rolled on the ground several times, and rubbed off a lot of lime on his body. The alley was already small, and at this time, his body had already touched the wall on the inside of the alley.

This group of people obviously knew something about Zhang Dashan's skills, and they didn't expect a trick to be effective. Seeing Zhang Dashan rushing backwards, at this time, more than 20 figures standing at the end of the alley also rushed up, still repeating the old tricks, raising their hands to beat up clumps of lime powder.

No matter how high your kung fu is, if you are blinded by lime, then you can only be blind and slaughtered. They are obviously proficient in this way, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, and cooperating in place.

As soon as Zhang Dashan touched the wall on the inside of the alley, he heard the sound of rustling behind him, followed by a large white powder cover, and the position of these lime powders was all outside the wall, obviously trying to force himself into the corner of the wall and not move.

"There is a back hand!" Zhang Dashan was shocked in his heart, his whole body was full of strength, his arm muscles exploded, his palms were spread out, his fingers were blue and black, like wrapped in a layer of iron sand, and he quickly shoveled on the snow. Zhang Dashan slapped seven or eight palms in a row, and the snow on the ground was shoveled clean by him, forming a large snow curtain that blocked all the lime powder.

At this time, the previous knife hand came up again, and they all pulled their hands into their arms, dragging a bottle-like thing, and smashed it towards Zhang Dashan, who was forced in the corner, and at the same time, the knife hands behind him also pulled their hands into their arms, but it was a needle tube shape, and Zhang Dashan in the corner of the wall was blown!

The offensive ideas of these knife players are obviously carefully planned, and the cohesion and coordination are also in place, showing extremely high professional quality and team tacit understanding, which is obviously not an ordinary machete team. Under their siege, not to mention the ordinary practitioners, even a great master of the Easy Marrow Realm like Cheng Lishan would be poisoned.

At this time, Zhang Dashan was forced to be in the corner of the wall, and the snow on the ground was also shoveled by him, just resisting the first wave of offensive, as soon as his ears moved, he heard the sound of whirring, and at a glance, it was actually twenty or thirty glass bottles containing unknown liquids!

"Concentrated sulfuric acid!" Zhang Dashan knew at a glance that it must be this deadly corrosive liquid!

If you are splashed by this thing, whether you are an immortal in the Inner Dan Realm or a peerless fierce in the Martial Dao realm, you will be turned into dry bones in the screams. And the capacity of these twenty or thirty bottles, even if it is an elephant, will be corroded to the point that there is not even a slag left.

As soon as the glass bottle was smashed, he heard a slight cracking sound in the air. The sound is soft, but fast.

At this time, in this case, even Cheng Lishan may not be able to distinguish it, but Zhang Dashan's kung fu has already been subtle, and the sensory ability of his facial features is far beyond ordinary people, so he can naturally hear clearly.

"Poisonous dog needle! They are in a group!" Zhang Dashan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly remembered that a few days ago, the honest middle-aged man was killed by this poisonous dog needle. At the same time, what had happened in the past few days flashed through his mind like lightning.

The little boy was cut with a knife, his father was poisoned, Lin Feng was stabbed, Fei Fei was tied up, Wang Hai's whereabouts are unknown, and now he is being poisoned by the other party, wanting to put himself to death, the killing intent in Zhang Dashan's heart can no longer be suppressed, and it is like a volcanic eruption.

"This group of scum, if I don't kill you all today, I won't call Zhang Dashan!" At this moment, all the etiquette, morality, and consequences were left behind. Now, there was only one voice roaring in his head: "Kill all the beasts!"

Under the blazing murderous machine, under the strong death crisis, Zhang Dashan's spine twisted suddenly, goosebumps all over his body stood up, the hair on his body stood upside down, and the pores of the sweat glands were instantly locked, at the same time, the muscles on Zhang Dashan's arms suddenly exploded, like steel lying horizontally, like old vines twisted, glowing with bronze blue, and the green tendons and blood vessels on his arms also bulged one after another, showing a blue and black color, like a python, buried in the muscles, and Zhang Dashan's eyes suddenly emitted a beast-like light.

I saw him leaning his back against the wall, twisting his waist violently, turning around again, and stepping on his feet, a huge and terrifying power burst out from his spine, heart, and waist, Zhang Dashan's arms were used as guns, like two iron cast bronze guns that had been tempered thousands of times, and suddenly pounded on the wall, beating the entire wall into a buzzing sound, shaking non-stop, at the same time, he bowed his back, and his shoulder body exerted force, like a mountain slammed into it, the speed was fast and fierce.

Iron Arm King Kong Hammer! Eight Poles Iron Mountain Lean! This time it was really a terrifying momentum of shaking his arms and stumbling into the sky and shaking Kyushu.

Click, click, click, the concrete floor was directly cracked by the fierce force. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and the wall was directly knocked out of a hole by Zhang Dashan, and Zhang Dashan was followed by a two-armed hammer, and the hole collapsed directly with a bang, revealing a hole more than one meter high.

At this moment, the glass bottle and the poisonous dog needle had already shot over, Zhang Dashan's shoulders shrunk, and he squatted suddenly, becoming short and small, like a dexterous ape, jumping into the hole at once, and those glass bottles and poisonous dog needles rubbed his heels and fell to the ground, all of them were empty.

Zhang Dashan stood at the other end of the wall, watching twenty or thirty bottles of concentrated sulfuric acid flow out, corroding the large chunks of the ground to the point that they could not be seen, and the thick black smoke emitted out. He picked up two bricks that had fallen from the wall, threw them at the place where the sulfuric acid had leaked, and his thighs suddenly became stronger, and he stepped violently, flew through the hole, and put his feet on the bricks a little, and while the black smoke had not yet dispersed, he rushed towards the knife hands.

In the air, Zhang Dashan reached out with his right hand, pulled out the dagger that Liang Qingping gave him, and brought a cold light to the throats of the first few knife hands.

The knifemen had apparently not expected their plan to fail, and then they saw the smoke billowing out, and they couldn't get over it for a while, so they just stood there waiting for the smoke to dissipate.

But he didn't expect Zhang Dashan to be so violent, he rushed up directly, with a wave of the dagger, the cold light suddenly rose, and a thin mark appeared on the necks of the first three four-knife hands, and then the head was crooked, and three or four good heads slid down, and at this time, the blood on the neck gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding snow scarlet.

Zhang Dashan waved his dagger, killing the four knife hands like mowing grass, and his body turned, like a gust of wind, and like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep, he directly pounced into the group of more than 20 knife hands.