Hong Kong Film: Suppression by Big Boss B? Explosive soldiers went on a killing spree

Causeway Bay, Western Suburbs Course.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Inside the empty stadium, everything is silent.

Only the sound of a basketball hitting the ground kept ringing.

In the field, the basketball is like a part of Lin Dong's body.

No matter how Lin Dong moved, the basketball closely followed Lin Dong's palm.

In the end, Lin Dong stepped forward in three steps and flipped his wrist slightly!

Bang!

A perfect slam dunk!

At the moment when the ball is about to hit the ground!

Bang!

Another bang!

The originally round and full basketball exploded in an instant!

As the basketball dried up, the tip of the sword slowly emerged from it.

Eight-faced Han Sword!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Footsteps sounded from behind.

Lin Dong smiled slightly, and reached out to pick up the eight-faced Han sword.

Turned around sharply and waved his big hand

In an instant, the Han sword rushed towards Luo Tianhong like an off-string arrow!

So strong!

Luo Tianhong stepped hard, and a sideways body could be dodged.

Bang!

The eight-faced Han sword plunged into the ground, and at the same time it sounded Lin Dong's voice:

"Coming?"

Luo Tianhong had just pulled out the eight-faced Han sword, and when he heard Lin Dong's words, he was slightly stunned.

"You knew I was coming?"

"The whole Causeway Bay, there is nothing I don't know, only what I don't want to know."

Hearing this, Luo Tianhong snorted coldly, only as if Lin Dong was talking big.

Immediately, he raised his hand, and the eight-faced Han sword pointed straight at Lin Dong.

"You offended someone you shouldn't, our boss asked me to take your life."

"Okay!"

Lin Dong smiled slightly, and immediately clapped his hands!

Crash!

Suddenly, a group of people suddenly appeared in the originally empty stadium.

Mighty, standing mostly half of the basketball court.

And it is Gao Jin and Greyhound who are at the head.

Meanwhile.

At the entrance of the stadium, there was also a sound of footsteps.

The sound is getting closer and louder. In the end, the entrance to the entire stadium was blocked.

Exactly the faithful!

The originally empty stadium was instantly filled with subordinates from both sides!

At swords' points!

However, looking at the scene in front of him, Luo Tianhong was not very satisfied.

The reason why he didn't want tea money and took this task given to him by Lian Haolong was because he had a reason to have a good fight with Lin Dong.

For this kind of two-party melee, Luo Tianhong was not the slightest interested.

Immediately, he spoke coldly at Lin Dong.

"This is too troublesome, how about you and me fight to determine the victory?"

"Loser, stay alive!"

As soon as these words came out, the stadium was instantly quiet.

No one expected that Luo Tianhong would play so big!

And Gao Jin, who was standing on the side, spoke: "Big brother, without your hand, we can kill a few on the other side." "

Lin Dong knew how powerful Gao Jin was.

However, Lin Dong set his eyes on Luo Tianhong.

As if thinking of something, Lin Dong smiled slightly, and a calculating light flashed under his eyes.

"Yes."

"However, this site is a little smaller, and there is an abandoned factory next to it, where do we go?"

Hearing Lin Dong's promise, Luo Tianhong instantly became excited, the blood around him boiled, and a thick battle intent burned under his eyes!

Immediately, Luo Tianhong turned around and shouted to the little brother behind him:

"None of you move, stand where you are and wait for me to return!"

After that, he turned over the barbed wire fence of the court and went straight to the factory rooftop.

"Big brother..."

And the greyhound looked at Lin Dong and stopped talking.

Lin Dong naturally knew that the greyhound was worried, and couldn't help but chuckle:

"You still can't trust your eldest brother?"

"Like the faithful, wait for me where you are, don't act rashly, you know?"

After speaking, like Luo Tianhong, he went straight to the factory.

......

Rooftop.

Luo Tianhong stood with an eight-faced Han sword in his hand.

Hearing the movement, he turned around abruptly and reached out to throw the steel pipe on the side towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to catch it easily.

"Your weapon, don't say I bully you."

After speaking, Luo Tianhong's hind foot slammed on the edge of the rooftop.

With his strength, his body soared into the air, swinging the eight-faced Han sword, and stabbed straight towards Lin Dong's throat!

Ten meters!

Five meters!

Three meters!

Seeing that, the blade of the eight-faced Han sword was about to pierce Lin Dong's neck!

Next second!

Airplanes!

Time flashed with a white light!

I saw Lin Dong wave his big hand, and the steel pipe in his hand swung violently like Luo Tianhong's eight-sided Han sword!

Blades collide! Make a buzz!

Lin Dong stood still.

Luo Tianhong was forced to deflect by this blow.

The sword in his hand kept shaking, and his arm was numb!

Suddenly, Luo Tianhong was shocked.

Unexpectedly, with just one move, Lin Dong had the upper hand!

"Do you want to continue?"

Lin Dong played with the steel pipe in his hand and smiled slightly.

Luo Tianhong did not speak, but answered Lin Dong with practical actions.

The eight-faced Han sword in his hand was raised high and slashed towards Lin Dong!

Airplanes!

Another buzz.

I saw Lin Dong swing the steel pipe in his hand and easily block Luo Tianhong's attack.

As a result, Luo Tianhong flipped his wrist.

Boom!

The sharp blade rubbed against the steel pipe, splashed a little Mars, and went straight to Lin Dong's finger!

Seeing it, the finger will break on the spot.

Lin Dong abruptly released his right hand.

Bang!

The right end of the steel pipe fell to the ground with a sound!

Just when Luo Tianhong thought that he had the upper hand in this game.

I saw Lin Dong's left hand raised up, and his right hand grabbed the middle end of the steel pipe and held it down.

The soles of his feet kicked the ground, supported by steel pipes, and the whole person soared into the air and kicked towards Luo Tianhong fiercely!

Luo Tianhong, who reacted, hurriedly swept the eight-faced Han sword, but still couldn't resist.

He was kicked to the ground, and his whole body kept moving back. Finally hit the wooden box hard!

Click!

The plank broke instantly!

And the eight-faced Han sword in his hand was also thrown out far away.

Damn it!

Luo Tianhong quickly struggled to get up.

Next second!

Under the sun, white shadows flash!

The steel pipe suddenly stopped when it was only an inch away from Luo Tianhong's throat!

Luo Tianhong glanced at the steel pipe in front of him and then at Lin Dong.

Finally lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said weakly for a while:

"I lost."