Wang Zuluo shook the machete in his hand, calculated how far away from Xu Hua was, and then nodded with a smile.

Walking forward, Gao Gang and Ah Ji beside him also followed Wang Zuluo's footsteps with machetes.

Behind them were a dozen bodyguards who got out of the car with knives, and armored vehicles followed, helping them block possible attacks from behind the rest of the people.

"Whoever kills the mad dog Luo will be the hall master of Mong Kok in the future!"

As Xu Hua finished shouting this sentence, the Xinji members on the street shouted in unison: "Kill!" ”

Then the Xinji members who thought they were brave and brave at the front rushed over, followed by nearly two hundred black-shirted boys.

Wang Zuluo squinted his eyes, and the machete in his hand was aimed at the first Xinji member who rushed in front of him.

Without any bells and whistles, he aimed at the position where the opponent's machete was swung and slashed.

Bang.

The opponent's machete was vigorously slashed and bounced, and even the body of the person staggered in the direction of the machete.

And Wang Zuluo's knife didn't stop at all after cutting his machete, and continued to cut down along the previous trajectory.

"Ah......h

The machete swept by, and an arm holding the knife fell to the ground with half a shoulder.

Blood sprayed out like money, splashing everywhere with the screams and struggles of the owner of the body.

Raised his foot and kicked this guy's chest, with a click, accompanied by the sound of a broken sternum, the whole person was kicked a few centimeters into the air, and his body smashed on the new Ji boy in the back.

Wang Zuluo continued to walk, bowed his head to dodge the machete that slashed at his head, and the dog-legged knife in his hand was inserted into the opponent's stomach.

He slammed a thump with some bulging eyeballs in front of him because of the pain, and then swung the knife to the next person.

I finally know why the ancient generals were willing to use long weapons on the battlefield. It's really unbearable to be surrounded by people!

When he swung the knife sideways at the person next to him, someone sneaked up on his back, and his suit jacket was cut open, but no blood was seen.

casually slashed back, and the chest of this new killer who sneaked up was cut in half, and he couldn't survive.

But after such a delay, Wang Zuluo's body that stepped forward was dragged in place, and he waved his knife left and right to parry.

Damn, it can't be like this!

Wang Zuluo was stabbed twice, and he was stabbed in the front in the chest.

Fortunately, the bulletproof vest is powerful, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground by now.

Sideways to dodge a machete again, Wang Zuluo did not swing the knife back this time, but grabbed the person's knife-wielding arm, held the person in his arms, took a deep breath, and rushed against the other party.

Continuously knocked out close to seven or eight meters away, and the guy who was pushed in front of him at the beginning could still struggle, but now the other party was motionless and relied on Wang Zuluo's strength to grasp it without falling to the ground.

Feeling that the blocking force in front of him was loosened, Wang Zuluo threw the other party hard at the new Ji boy who rushed over to the side of the street.

Gao Gang and Ah Ji in the back are also covered in blood, and there are more of them who are members of Xinji.

It only took a dozen meters in total, and there were only four of the dozen bodyguards who followed behind him before.

Wang Zuluo looked up at Xu Hua's position again, his eyes narrowed, and he waved his knife to raise his legs and continue to charge and kill when there was a gap.

You can't be dragged in place, otherwise you can exhaust them to death if you are tired.

After a few minutes, Wang Zuluo didn't know how many knives he swung out.

It wasn't until the dogleg knife slashed into the side of a new boy and was stuck in the opponent's ribs when he wanted to pull it out, that Wang Zuluo's charging momentum was stagnant.

Reaching for the collar, an over-the-shoulder fall threw him to the side.

The dogleg knife was still on the other party's body, and the blood-soaked gauze had long been loosened, and this time it completely came out of Wang Zuluo's hand.

The bandages spread out in the air, and the blood was torn off by Wang Zuluo and thrown on the ground.

Looking left and right, Wang Zuluo found his target, which was the sign next to the sidewalk in front of the street shop.

A rectangular folding sign more than half a meter high and dozens of centimeters wide that reads "Do not park"

Wang Zuluo lifted this thing with one hand and waved it at Xinji in front of him.

Sweeping away a few machetes, even the arm holding the knife with the opponent was discounted.

This time, he grabbed the sign with both hands, and rushed up quickly in the direction of Xu Hua's retreat, waving left and right, sweeping away the street that was blocking the way in front of him.

Xu Hua, who was still standing in the distance with a cigarette in his mouth and watching the excitement, watched Wang Zuluo sweep away a few people with a sign in his hand, rushed straight to his position, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

Originally, I thought that Wang Zuluo was just taking advantage of the armored car to block it, standing in place and insisting on waiting for Duan Kun to bring people over to support.

He also arranged for people to go over to block people, just so that he could drag Wang Zuluo to succumb.

As for whether Wang Zuluo would die here, he had no confidence at all.

Because the windows of the armored car following the mad wolf were all lowered, and the muzzle of the submachine gun sticking out was not frightening at first glance.

The other party can play with his own people in accordance with the rules of the road, which is already the maximum concession.

It is estimated that when Wang Zuluo loses his strength, it is time for the submachine gun to fire.

That's why Xu Hua took people to retreat to a safe position to watch the battle, in case Wang Zuluo jumped over the wall in a hurry, and shot to save his life without paying attention to the rules.

Although he did this, Wang Zuluo's reputation would be bad on the road in the future, and it would become a stinky shit. But the other party is not in the dark, and he can survive by relying on the security company alone.

"Damn, who the said that Mad Dog Luo chased dozens of people by himself before was fake?"

The distance was not far away, and Xu Hua watched a new boy being smashed on the head by Wang Zuluo with a sign.

The whole person was smashed out, and his deflated face was twisted ninety degrees from his body, and he couldn't live.

After smashing it a few times, Wang Zuluo rushed away from the position where Xinji beat the boy again.

The sign in his hand was almost twisted into a twisted shape, as if it had been painted with red paint.

Throwing away the sign in his hand, he lowered his head and picked up the solid wood baseball bat on the ground that I don't know who had taken it.

I waved it twice, and it felt just right.

Looking up at Xu Hua's position again, Wang Zuluo grinned, revealing a hideous smile.

Now only Gao Gang and Ah Ji are still by his side, and the injured Xinji beaters around him have been dragged to the side of the road by their own people.

Because the convoy following Wang Zuluo did not mean to stop and let go of the people lying on the ground.

If you drag it slowly, you have to be crushed under the tires.

"If you want to die, keep coming!"

Wang Zuluo moved forward again, and the baseball bat in his hand smashed on the arm of the new boy in front of him, and he staggered several steps with a knife.

Wang Zuluo, who didn't wait to stand firm and was caught up again, raised his foot and kicked over.

He had been charging down the street, and the convoy was following him, helping him block the enemy behind him and a little to the side.

Otherwise, if Wang Zuluo had been surrounded, he would have been beheaded here a long time ago.

"Lao Ding, let's hide......."

Seeing Wang Zuluo brandishing a baseball bat and rushing over to the Xinji beaters who were no longer afraid to step forward, Xu Hua's henchmen around him opened their mouths to persuade their old bosses to avoid the limelight.

(End of chapter)