Chapter Eighty-One: The Killer

At the top of Dongping Mountain, there was silence.

But it was very fast......

"Hmm!"

"Gross!"

Looking at the extremely tragic battlefield, even through the void water curtain, everyone still couldn't stand it, and retched for a while, Xiaohe and Xiaolian were also pale, only Yu Haonan, the Interpol, was slightly better, but it was not much better.

This scene, this scene, is so tragic.

The battlefield of slashing with cold weapons is more poignant and bloody than the baptism of artillery with hot weapons.

This is still the case for the people watching from the mountain, let alone those who have experienced it themselves at the bottom of the mountain.

At the foot of Dongping Mountain, blood is everywhere, and even the intensified wind and rain can't cover it up.

The members of the Qingshan family and the Ma Tianshou organization have completely collapsed and fled in all directions.

Xu Yang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, carrying the Nine Tribulations Long Whip, standing in the rain curtain, his right hand trembling slightly, and his chest continued to rise and fall.

Not everyone can use such weapons and moves.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has consumed a lot of physical strength, and he is no longer able to pursue.

One side fled, and the other side was exhausted.

This one, is it a draw?

Naturally not.

Of the three passes, one was broken, and there were two more.

"Ho!!"

I saw Xu Yang take a deep breath, so that his slightly trembling body completely calmed down, and then shifted his gaze to the second sea of people.

Today, 60% of the people on the island belong to the Aoyama Group, 30% are from various societies, and the remaining 10% are the killer organization and some lone rangers of unknown origin.

Now this second sea of people is the ancient boys of various associations.

Although it is said that it is a variety of associations, they are basically Vietnamese, Thai, Indian and other Southeast Asians, and there are basically no major associations on Hong Kong Island.

This made Xu Yang secretly feel sorry, he thought that he could take this opportunity to catch a big fish on Hong Kong Island, but how could he think that those old foxes were more shrewd than the other, and no one took the bait, not even the younger brother.

A slight pity.

Fortunately, there are no big fish, and there are enough small fish.

Hong Kong Island is a big stage, a big stage in Southeast Asia and even the world, where Southeast Asian countries have group forces, and the best of them can even have equal dialogue, struggle and cooperation with the top organizations on Hong Kong Island.

Therefore, the strength of these Southeast Asian communities should not be underestimated.

Under the heavy reward of Mie Aoyama, these Southeast Asian associations are like sharks smelling blood, rushing to Dongpingzhou with great momentum, and they all take Xu Yang's head, or get a piece of the pie.

But that was before, and now......

Xu Yang's gaze fell, and there was silence.

Hundreds of Tricky Boys stood in the back, machetes and steel pipes in their hands, but instead of striking as before, they trembled a little.

Can't help but tremble!

They stood aside and watched hundreds of people in the Tsingshan Group being killed and collapsed by the other party alone.

Now, it's their turn, and it's how can they not tremble.

Although they are the elite of various clubs, no matter how elite they are, they are still old boys.

The hundreds of people and horses of the Tsingshan Group, which can be called a private army, have collapsed, how long can they support it?

If it weren't for the eldest brother being around, they would have followed a long time ago.

Now, what to do?

Looking at the hundreds of Gu Chao boys who couldn't stop trembling and trembling like chaff, Xu Yang shook his head.

That's why he doesn't use weapons.

That scene is so inappropriate for children that it is easy to break down psychologically.

Hundreds of old boys, when will they be caught when they escape?

Let's hope they can still bear it......

"Dang!"

There was a soft thud, the sound of iron falling to the ground.

Everyone turned their heads and followed the reputation, only to see a troubled boy trembling like chaff, the machete in his hand falling at his feet, his legs swaying, and the liquid overflowing, but it was obviously not rain.

“……”

“……”

“……”

Everyone was silent, and it was even more depressing.

Xu Yang shook his head, took the Nine Tribulation Whip back from his waist, and walked towards everyone.

Shock, already done.

Now, it can only be seen how much the acting skills have recovered.

"When! While! While! ”

Xu Yang moved, stepping slowly, and every step had an iron weapon on the ground.

"Big, big guy!"

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

"I don't catch !!"

I don't know who it was, and the exclamation directly led to the collapse of the whole situation.

The group of old boys threw down the weapons in their hands and ran out without looking back, not even caring about the ugly face of their boss.

The leaders of the various clubs were pale, but they did not stop them, and some of them left with the tide.

They are the old boys who came for the bounty, not the die-hard loyalists of the Qingshan family, nor the outlaws controlled by the Ma Tianshou Group with drugs, it is unrealistic to expect them to fight with Xu Yang.

Most of them fled, and only a small number of people were still standing in place, looking coldly at Xu Yang who was walking slowly.

Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged, his footsteps did not stop, and he did not disrupt his rhythm because of the reactions of these people.

Right now......

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the manhole cover exploded, and a person flew out of it, throwing an object towards Xu Yang.

"Huh?"

Xu Yang's eyes froze, and he turned his back to avoid it, but there was still a strong smell of blood.

The source of the blood was a hood, a birdcage-like hood, with staggered blades inside, chilling.

This is......

Xu Yang turned his back to avoid the hood that was flying around, but he didn't want the other party to flip over again, and went straight to his head.

Seeing this, Xu Yang simply turned over and got up, tripped the chain with the hood necklace with one kick, rolled and pulled, and pulled the person who controlled the hood, and kicked it away.

The controller was seriously injured and flew out, and the unreasonable hood also lost its effect, and fell to the ground and was stepped on by Xu Yang, revealing the internal structure of heavy mechanisms and staggered blades.

"It's ......"

"Drops of blood?"

"Is there really such a thing?"

At the top of Dongping Mountain, looking at the strange hood at Xu Yang's feet, everyone's faces were full of astonishment.

Uncle Feng also frowned and muttered, "Is this old eunuch still alive?" ”

Between the words, in the battlefield, the shock is reborn.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

As soon as Xu Yang stepped on the blood droplet, there was a whistling sound in the void.

Xu Yang raised his head and followed the prestige, only to see one after another pitch-black hoods flying towards him, carrying a strong smell of blood towards him.

Blood droplets, all blood droplets!

But this time, I saw only the blood droplets, but not the person who controlled the blood droplets, and only the hoods and chains flew in the sky, taking their heads and killing them.

Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged, he pulled out a long whip, and there were a dozen drops of blood flying towards him.

"Bang!"

With a flash of firelight, the steel shattered, and the flying blood droplets were directly shattered by Xu Yang's whip.

The first blood drop is like this, and the rest is also average, Xu Yang's whip opened, as fast as lightning, shattering the flying blood droplets one by one, and then it was pulled out with a whip and hit in the empty void.

Suddenly......

"Smack!"

There was an explosion, the blood burst out, and a person appeared in mid-air, although he was wearing a black night suit and mask, but the half-naked head and the rat tail braid behind his head still revealed his identity.

In this regard, Xu Yang didn't say anything, the long whip in his hand struck out randomly, and it was like an electric whip in the void, directly pulling out more than ten such people, who were the controllers of these blood droplets, and they didn't know how to hide their figures.

Although the figure was optically hidden, it could not shield Xu Yang's perception, and the Nine Tribulation Whip directly whipped them out and fell to the ground, either dead or injured.

But under such pain, they still held up their bodies, raised their hands and shot several hidden weapons, shooting at Xu Yang.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, there were countless sounds of breaking the air outside the venue, crossbow arrows, flying knives, kunai, poisonous needles, and various hidden weapons flew in, covering Xu Yang's figure overwhelmingly.

Those killers finally made a move!