About five or six minutes later, from the room at the back of the hotel, dozens of people came out of the room, all dressed in red suits, and at a glance they knew that they were all members of the Red Shirts.

The first person is about 50 years old, with a standard board inch head shape, and short hair is erected like steel needles. The face is like a heavy jujube, the eyes are big and the eyebrows are black, the broad shoulders, the tall figure, between the expectations, heroic and uninhibited.

I saw this person striding forward, first glanced at Wang Heng deeply, and then arched his hand to Song Shan and said in a deep voice: "Master Song, Huang Bai, the fourth commander of the Lower Red Shirt Team, why did you come to my Red Shirt Team shop today?

When the golden knife Song Shan saw that Gongzi didn't squeak, he understood that he was responsible for all the things he dealt with.

Haha laughed, Song Shan said loudly: "Red-faced cork, the well-known Huang Siye in the red-shirt team, Song Shan came to Guibao Land today, is he looking for a few people?"

"Eh, Hall Master Song, who made the brothers of Tianlong Hall so aggressive that they actually found here?"

Song Shan's face was straight, and he said in a slightly deep tone: "Commander Huang, celebrities don't say secret words, I came to Songdu Ecological Park today to search for the remnants of the Ghost Head Gang." Commander Huang, don't say you don't know. Now you have to give a happy word, will you pay or not?"

Huang Bai raised his eyebrows and smiled fiercely, "Haha, Hall Master Song, how did you come to the territory of my red-shirted team when you were looking for the people of the Ghost Head Gang? Could it be that you have any evidence that you can't succeed? Otherwise, you also know that the name of my red-shirted team on the road is not given for nothing." ”

When Wang Heng heard this, this red-faced cork actually came to push 625, and he didn't admit it. This kid stood up directly, and said with a faint mockery on the corner of his mouth: "Red-faced, why has it changed to a white face now?" You said you don't know the people of the Ghost Head Gang, but how do I know that they are in your Songdu Ecological Park?"

Huang Bai's face sank, and his originally red face immediately turned pitch black, and he turned his head to stare at Wang Heng, and shouted coldly: "Boy, which onion are you? Which garlic are you? I talk to your hall master, how can you interject? No big or small, is your Tianlong Hall so unruly?"

As soon as the words came out, the face of the golden knife Song Shan changed suddenly, and he wanted to ask the red-faced cork directly. Seeing that Song Shan was about to make a move, Wang Heng waved his hand slightly, meaning that it was up to him.

"Red-faced, don't look at you like Guan Gong, but you are far worse than Guan Erye. Master, I'm Zhan Hao Wang Heng, the eldest son of Tianlong Hall, isn't my status equal to you? What's the matter? Seeing that you are fierce and vicious, do you want to bluff me?"

As soon as he heard that the young man who spoke on the other side was Zhan Hao Wang Heng, the red-faced cork "chuckled" in his heart, and secretly screamed in his heart, "Why did you recruit this little evil star, it seems that it will be difficult to pass tonight." ”

Before Wang Heng came, the red-faced cork had already understood the origin of the warlord Wang Heng, especially the fierce battle in the Changbai Mountain Range, which completely shocked the entire rivers and lakes.

A young man at the Xuanduan consummation level even killed more than a dozen of the lot masters and Xuanduan hard-knuckles of the Black Water Gate, and they all caught up with the scale of a small gang.

Since the battle in the Changbai Mountains, a consensus has been reached in the martial arts. is the prestige and fame of the warlord Wang Heng, and he has been included in the list of characters who walk the rivers and lakes and provoke as little as possible.

Now I know that it is the hero Wang Heng who is standing in front of him, although Huang Bai's heart is a little weak, but even if he is afraid, he can't fall into the majesty of the red shirt team.

Huang Bai said with an angry face and a tough mouth: "Zhanhao Wang Heng, what's the matter? Want to trouble my red-shirt team? Although you have excellent skills, my red-shirt team has not provoked you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Bai felt a little unconfident in what he said, and added, "Even if you get into trouble with our red-shirt team, our red-shirt team is by no means ambiguous." ”

Listening to Huang Bai's words, Wang Heng pouted contemptuously and said: "Huang Bai, it's not that I'm making trouble with your red-shirt team, it's that your red-shirt team doesn't understand the rules and is looking for trouble with my Zhanhao." Don't say it's useless, hand over the people of the Ghost Head Gang to me immediately, or I'll find them out myself. At that time, none of us will look good on our faces. ”

When the red-faced cork heard this, he couldn't help but jump like thunder, raised his face and shouted: "Zhanhao, don't deceive people too much. Don't say that my redshirts didn't hide the people of the Devil Gang, they did, I think you dare to do it?"

As soon as his words fell, Wang Heng's face fell suddenly, gloomy as a dark cloud in the sky, and he shouted: "What should I do? Don't be embarrassed, come here, search for me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Zhong of the iron gate took the black wolf Zhang Yi, the leopard Liu Zaozi and more than 20 disciples of the Tianlong Hall, and rushed to the various rooms inside the hotel fiercely.

When the red-faced Huang Bai saw that everyone in Tianlong Hall was about to rush into the hotel, his face changed greatly, and he shouted violently: "The disciples of the Red Shirt Team will give me and stop them." ”

As soon as the words fell, the red-faced cork pulled out a short-handled double-edged axe from behind him, and rushed up towards the iron gate Zhao Zhong with a swing.

Tiezha laughed, and shouted: "Old Huangbai, the iron striker will meet you." Before the words fell, the black, heavy panel-like iron gate in his hand shook violently, and in the whirring wind, it rose from the bottom to the top.

In the splatter, the short-handled double-edged axe of the red-faced cork was knocked out. The moment the double-edged axe slammed out, the red-faced cork's left palm flashed out eight palms, and the palms were connected into a line, and at the moment when the onlookers did not distinguish which palm was in front and which palm was behind, it had already wildly hit the chest and shoulders of Zhao Zhong, the iron gate.

In the midst of the strange laughter, the iron gate let out a fierce roar, like the huge iron gate of a forklift split into a half-stretched fan, spinning out layers of black clouds covered with fog, so violently forcing the wild eight palms of the red-faced cork to retreat. There is no way, the fleshy palm of the red-faced cork has not yet been trained to the point where it can rival steel.

At the moment when the red-faced cork retreated, Zhao Zhong's huge iron gate cut out a semicircle from left to right, and surrounded the cork like an angry tide.

Iron Gate Zhao Zhong and the red-faced cork are both heavy and fierce roads, and as soon as the two of them handed over, they were fighting hard and slashing. If you slash with an axe, I will slam the gate @ bump, and if you smash the brake, I will poke with an axe.

The strong wind filled the surroundings in an instant, and none of the disciples of the two factions next to him could intervene. I just want to intervene, and now I don't have a chance.

And the two groups of strong men of the Tianlong Hall disciples and the members of the Red Shirt Team were like two trains running at high speed, and they collided violently head-on with a "boom".

The gangs on both sides are slashing fiercely, some one-on-one, and some two-on-three, but no matter what kind of duel, they are all fierce and fierce.

Within a radius of less than 30 square meters, he slaughtered ruthlessly, mercilessly, with a knife and blood, an axe and a broken tendon, just like a thousand-year-old enemy who had not been seen for many years.

In an instant, the sword light flickered and the blade shadow flew. The shouts were mixed with blood, and the screams contained meat scraps, and for a while, the scene was chaotic and miserable.