Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang didn't have many Liuye flying knives left on his body, so he simply picked up two AK47s on the ground, put them on his shoulders, and swept them wildly.

Blood flowed wildly as gang members were shot and fell to the ground one by one.

Shen Lang fired while running fast. A group of people stared at Shen Lang's footsteps and fired, but none of the shots hit Shen Lang.

The tongues of fire spurting out from the two AK47s in Shen Lang's hands seemed to have eyes. Blood would surge in the direction they were swept, and everyone would be shot and fall to the ground dead.

The shooting skills are simply abnormal! Not only Bai Qingyu and He Chenguang were stunned, but the people on Yan Long's side were also stunned.

"Is this guy still human?"

Shen Lang had two guns per person, and a large number of people on Yan Long's side died instantly.

"Damn it!" Yan Long jumped into a rage, picked up the rocket launcher, prepared to aim, and fired in the direction where Shen Lang was running.

Shen Lang hurriedly dodged sideways to avoid the rocket launcher, and there was a muffled "boom" that made his eardrums roar.

Several police cars were blown up in an instant. Shen Lang rushed out of the thick smoke, replaced the magazine, and continued to shoot.

The whole process only took a few minutes, and hundreds of people on Yan Long's side had already died. Rows of corpses fell down. The scene was very spectacular.

"Fuck me! If you dare to kill so many of our brothers, brothers, go up and kill this kid!" the strong man with a tiger head tattoo roared.

"Wait a minute, Huzi! This kid is very powerful, at least at the level of a five-star master. You all should stop shooting at that kid and let me deal with him." Yan Long shouted violently.

Shen Lang killed so many of his people, Yan Long wanted to tear this kid apart!

Yan Long held a gun in his left hand, raised his breath, and rushed towards Shen Lang with a gloomy look.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and turned his attention to Yan Long, who was quickly chasing after him. This guy should be the strongest here, and he was probably at the level of a five-star master.

Because his true energy was restricted, Shen Lang was unable to perform Qing Gong and could only rely on his physical fitness to run quickly. Yan Long needed to use Qinggong to barely catch up with Shen Lang.

Shen Lang didn't avoid it at all. He snorted coldly, threw away the two AK47s in his hands, stepped forward, and rushed towards Yan Long.

In Yan Long's view, Shen Lang's behavior was a naked provocation. Yan Long's eyes were ferocious, and he also threw away the gun in his hand and rushed towards Shen Lang menacingly.

"Die to me!"

Yan Long laughed ferociously and slapped Shen Lang on the head.

Shen Lang had no expression on his face, and he unhurriedly struck out with a stone-splitting palm.

The two palms touched each other and a blast of wind was released.

Yan Long's expression suddenly changed. He didn't feel the internal force coming from Shen Lang's palm. Instead, he felt that Shen Lang's palm hit him like a hammer weighing a thousand kilograms. It shocked his right arm and made him feel numb. He even lost consciousness for a while.

The Stone Splitting Palm itself is not an internal palm technique. It can only produce force but not internal force. Shen Lang's physical fitness alone can defeat Yan Long head-on.

After the palm exchange, Yan Long was obviously at a disadvantage, and he took several steps back after receiving a huge counterattack.

Shen Lang stepped forward and swept out a tan kick with lightning speed.

"call!"

Shen Lang's kick caused a fierce air explosion, but Yan Long did not dodge in a hurry. In desperation, he had to raise his arms to block Shen Lang's right leg.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Shen Lang's right leg hit Yan Long's arms firmly.

This time, Yan Long's arms were numb from the shock, and his body retreated again.

"call out!"

Before Yan Long could react, Shen Lang flicked his right hand and a willow leaf flying knife shot out.

"Pfft!"

The flying knife penetrated Yan Long's throat in an instant, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

"You..." Yan Long pointed at Shen Lang, let out one last cry, and fell into a pool of blood.

"Brother Yan Long!" The strong man with a tiger head tattoo saw Yan Long fall, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill this kid!"

The strong man with a tiger head tattoo set up an M heavy machine gun with a ferocious expression and fired wildly at Shen Lang.

"Kill him and avenge Brother Yan Long!"

"Kill this boy!"

Suddenly, intensive gunshots rang out, and all members of the Thunder Club raised their guns and opened fire at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang dodged quickly, as fast as a ghost.

The strong man with a tiger head tattoo opened fire violently. Shen Lang's left arm was accidentally grazed by the bullet, and several large holes were shot through his clothes.

Shen Lang smacked his lips, jumped around, hid behind a container, and took a few breaths.

"That kid has been shot, everyone, follow me!" The strong man with the tiger head tattoo yelled, directly shouldered the hundreds of kilograms of M heavy machine guns, and chased after Shen Lang.

A group of people swarmed forward. There were too many of them, and Shen Lang's physical strength was also severely exhausted. It was difficult to handle so many guns.

Turning his right hand, he held a willow leaf flying knife in his hand, and Shen Lang's face showed a hint of gloom. The strong man with the tiger head tattoo seemed stupid, but his marksmanship was accurate.

Several grenades were thrown over, and Shen Lang dodged sideways and hid behind a restaurant building on the pier.

"boom!"

Fires shot into the sky, and the sound of grenades exploding was deafening.

Shen Lang's energy and energy were completely locked onto the strong man with the tiger head tattoo, and he raised a trace of his true energy to condense the tip of the flying knife, and jumped up.

"Ding!"

With a flick of his right hand, the willow leaf flying knife pierced the air and shot out like lightning.

"Pfft!"

Liu Ye's flying knife instantly penetrated the throat of the strong man with the tiger head tattoo, and before stopping, it continued to pierce the head of the person behind the strong man. Two people were killed.

"Brother Huzi!"

Seeing the strong man with the tiger head tattoo fell down, a group of members of the Thunder Society all turned pale with horror.

Shen Lang killed two masters, Yan Long and Hu Zi one after another, and the Thunder Society was already leaderless. Seeing Shen Lang hiding and jumping here and there, looking confident, the group of people felt a sense of fear.

Putting down the most threatening guy, Shen Lang quickly picked up a 54 pistol and a revolver, and fired several shots, several members of the Thunder Club wearing black vests fell in a pool of blood.

A large wave of members of the Thunder Club chased and shot Shen Lang, and a large wave of other forces wanted to kill the police and secret service team who blocked them, and took the opportunity to escape from this ghost place.

The Westport Wharf has become a complete mess, and the scene is chaotic.

Just at this moment, the honking of a police car sounded, and support finally arrived.

Bai Qingyu and He Chenguang's eyes lit up.

"Control the scene!"

A heavily armed criminal police came out of the police car, holding a shield, pointing the gun at the underground gang on the other side.

"Drop your weapons! Surrender immediately!" a potbellied police officer shouted with a horn.

"Fuck, your mother! How dare the doggy police threaten me?"

Originally, the big wave of underground gangs here were about to break out and run away. After hearing what the fat police officer said, they immediately became angry one by one, arousing public outrage. They turned around and took up their guns to sweep wildly.

"Nimma!"

The fat police officer jumped up in fright, dropped the horn in his hand to the ground, and immediately hid behind the police car.

"Officer Zhang!" Bai Qingyu ran over and called to stop Fatty.

"Bai...Captain Bai!" The fat police officer hid behind the car and approached cautiously.

"Don't hesitate, the other party has a lot of people and is extremely vicious, so hurry up and order your people to go directly!" Bai Qingyu said hastily.

"Captain Bai, how many people are there?" the fat man asked quickly.

"There are at least four or five hundred people!" Bai Qingyu said lightly, picking up an automatic rifle.

"No... no way!" Fatty Huner was almost scared out of his wits, is this going to war? It's not that exaggerated in the movie. (to be continued)