In the dead of night, the moon hangs high.

Zhang Chu lay on the ground, on all fours, with his right leg in front and his left leg behind, his body leaned forward, his head raised, looking up at the starry sky, and looking at the moon in the style of a reckless ox.

I saw that from the center of his back, a large tendon rose and fell like a small snake, driving his back muscles to tremble.

Bean-sized beads of sweat slipped down his face one by one, converging in a line at his chin, wetting the ground in large areas.

He's tired!

On his back, it hurt even more as if he had been hit with a hammer.

But he knows that his blood has not crossed the red line.

"Hold on to ten more counts!"

"No, fifty counts!"

"One, two, three...... Twenty-three ......"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Master Chu, have you rested?"

A hurried knock on the door interrupted Zhang Chu's silent counting, and the strength in his heart to hold on for a while was instantly discharged.

"Who!"

He got up and scolded angrily, "It's so late, knock on the hammer door!"

"Master Chu, the younger one is Guo Ye, Fifth Master, please come over immediately!"

Zhang Chu's heart sank when he heard this.

At this point, it was already early in the morning, and if Liu Wu didn't have anything urgent, he wouldn't invite him over at this point.

Unless......

Zhang Chu's heart turned sharply, and he coped with the sentence "wait" in his mouth, turned around and walked into the house.

"Chu'er, who!"

Zhang, who was awakened by the knock on the door, came out with his clothes and an oil lamp, looking at Zhang Chu with a nervous expression.

Zhang Chu greeted him, hugged the old lady, and said with a casual smile: "It's a brother in the hall, the hall master is happy tonight, and he sent someone to invite his son over to drink!"

Last time he came back wrapped in a bandage, Hao Xuan didn't scare Zhang, and pulled him to shed tears for a long time.

Zhang Chu was so good at talking that he stopped the old lady's tears.

But since then, Zhang's has become a frightened bird, every time Zhang Chu goes out, he has to tell him thousands of times, when to go out, when to return, Zhang Chu must make it clear.

Anyway, he didn't return home, and the Zhang family waited for him no matter how night.

This is the real old man who doesn't want his children to contribute much to the family, and he always worries about it all his life, so he asks for peace and security!

Zhang grabbed Zhang Chu's wrist with his backhand, and whispered pleadingly: "It's so late, what kind of wine are you drinking...... Can you not go?"

Although the old man has never seen much of the world, he is really not stupid.

What can Zhang Chu say?

Not going?

How long did Liu Wu wait for this day?

How long did he wait for this day?

Now, how can it be a sentence of "don't go" that can be dismissed?

He could only comfort the old lady softly, swearing that it was really drinking, and he would definitely come back tonight.

Zhang was willing to believe it, let him say whatever he wanted, anyway, he didn't mean to go back to the house to rest, so he sat down in the house with an oil lamp.

didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Chu quietly.

The implication is: My mother can't stop you, but if you don't come back tonight, my mother won't sleep......

Zhang Chu hates Guo Ye, who can't do things outside the door, so he hates his teeth itching, can't he be quiet and not alarm his mother?

He really couldn't help it.

I could only change my clothes with guilt, turned out the Yanling knife hidden in the house, hid it under the big hat, and pushed the door out with a few steamed buns under the worried eyes of my mother.

......

Zhang Chu summoned his younger brothers all the way to the Black Tiger Hall.

However, the Black Tiger Hall has long been empty!

The left-behind gang told Zhang Chu that as early as before a stick of incense, Liu Wu had already led the brothers in the hall to rush to the cattle and sheep market to support Sihaitang.

Zhang Chu inquired carefully, only to learn that the Bamen Gang had raided the entrance of Sihaitang at night, and Sihaitang released the green dragon arrow to ask for support.

As soon as the Qinglong arrow came out, all the Qinglong Gang, no matter where they were or what they were doing, they must immediately go to support, otherwise, the gang will serve!

Zhang Chu didn't dare to delay more, and hurriedly took his more than 20 younger brothers to the cattle and sheep market.

A rapid march all the way.

As soon as he stepped into the cattle and sheep market, Zhang Chu saw a burst of sky-high fire, and the direction was where the entrance of the Sihai Hall was located.

Vaguely, you can still hear the sound of fighting coming from there......

Facing a fight of this scale for the first time, Zhang Chu was also uneasy, and couldn't help but slow down, pulled Li Gouzi and Yu Er and admonished: "No matter what the situation is, don't rush up with your head stuffy, remember, your responsibility is to take care of your brothers, and you brought them back!"

The two of them only thought that Zhang Chu wanted to preserve their strength, and nodded in response.

Zhang Chu wanted to tell the two of them again, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back raw.

Some words, involving his and Liu Wu's plans, will cause big trouble if they are leaked.

All the way forward, when he approached the Sikaitang, he pulled out the long knife at his waist and held it in his hand, and tied the handle of the knife in the palm of his hand with a sweat towel.

Seeing this, the younger brothers also did the same, or used turbans or cut off a sleeve of their shirts, and tied their weapons firmly in their hands.

......

Sihaitang has long been engulfed by the sky-high fire.

There were shaking figures everywhere, hideous corpses everywhere.

The pools of blood, illuminated by the firelight, reflected a strange light!

This picture is simply ...... Refresh your mind!

Zhang Chu arrived, swept his eyes, and only found Liu Wu.

Because of the swaying firelight of the figure, only Liu Wu, who was fighting with a bald man, was empty within a radius of three or four meters.

Just when he was worried and didn't know how to distinguish between friend and foe, he suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Zhang Chu, you are on the horse!"

Zhang Chu looked at it fixedly, it was Zhao Changhui!

The bare-chested, carrying a knife, was slashing through the crowd.

He understood in an instant, rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, shook the long knife in his hand, and shouted: "Rush with me!"

Before the words fell, he had already rushed into the crowd first, and when he saw the shirtless person, he slashed over.

There is nothing technical about this messy fight.

Relying on it, it is a blood fever!

Whoever has more men will be ruthless enough!

Whoever is not afraid of death is fierce enough!

Whoever has the most strength is fierce enough!

There are shouts of killing everywhere, wails everywhere, and the fire that rushes to the sky in the night constantly stimulates the deepest evil in people's hearts.

In this environment, there will only be two kinds of changes.

Or collapse.

Or crazy.

Zhang Chu was well prepared, and he himself did not lack heroism.

He didn't break down, he went crazy.

The hot blood is stirring in his chest, like a volcano that is about to erupt, not vomiting unpleasantly, not slashing unpleasantly!

Slash and kill all the way, no one is his enemy!

The four close brothers followed him closely, protecting his back and solving his worries!

Suddenly, a black eyebrow-raising iron rod came from his side and smashed head-on on the Yanling knife that Zhang Chu had slashed out.

"Bell!"

In the sharp sound of gold and iron striking, Zhang Chu only felt that the hand holding the knife shook violently, if it wasn't for the handle of the knife tied to the palm of his hand with a sweat towel, the Yanling knife would almost be out of his hand.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a middle-aged man in a brown power suit with a body as thick as an iron tower.

Behind the other party, there were also a few close ones, and they must be the leaders of the Eight Gate Gang.

He was looking at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was also looking at him.

"Good strength...... Who are you?"

Where did Zhang Chu, who was red-eyed, answer, twisted his body and took a step forward, raised his long knife, and slashed Huashan with another blow without any fancy force, slashing at the middle-aged man.