Machine Wars : Full Metal Storm

"Uncle Ying, what should we do now?" The lean Ajing looked at the 'old man' in the gang in front of him.

Shan Ying rubbed his thin face and said, "Go and call the Land Security Bureau and tell them that there was a murder in Jude Building."

"Let the power of the dungeon intervene and see if we can save our 'flower shirt'."

A Jing glanced at him: "What if I can't keep it?"

Then he shook his head, he knew the answer.

Shan Ying had a gloomy face and left with the others.

Ajing took out his mobile phone to call the residents' hotline, but the line was busy. He could only pull over one of his subordinates: "Go to the local security bureau immediately. Go quickly!"

Jude Building.

When Shan Ying came here, he saw that the door of the restaurant was blocked by an RV converted from a truck.

An unknown object hit a huge gap on the second floor. There were two rows of figures standing on the wooden corridor, both holding weapons in their hands and looking at the people below expressionlessly.

Lying on the ground were more than a dozen corpses of men wearing floral shirts. Some were fallen to death, some were stabbed to death, and some were shot in the head with sniper rifles.

Now the outside of the restaurant is surrounded by colorfully dressed gang members. Hundreds of gang members have surrounded Jude Building and blocked the street where the restaurant is located.

"Wow, what a huge battle. I haven't seen such a lively scene in how many years. It's a pity that they are all a bunch of rubbish. They are not useful."

A young voice sounded, but his tone was particularly arrogant.

The crowd parted, and a group of men in black suits walked in. They all had guns in their hands, and some even carried rocket launchers.

The man walking at the front had a baby face, biting a toothpick, and looked cynical.

‘Corpse Dog’, Yang Hao!

Shan Ying snorted from his nostrils: "Yang is still crazy at this time. Did you know that Master Qi was killed?"

Yang Hao spit out the toothpick in his mouth: "People always have to die. Master Qi is not a god, so just die."

"Anyway, he should have enjoyed these years, and he didn't die unjustly, haha."

"What did you say!"

"Young man named Yang, do you still have the seventh master in your eyes?"

"Quickly apologize to Master Qi!"

Next to the mountain eagle, all the cadres in colorful shirts pointed at Yang Hao and yelled.

Yang Hao smiled, took a rifle from the men next to him, and fired a hail of bullets at the feet of those people, making everyone retreat except Shan Ying.

Yang Haopi said with a smile: "Uncle Ying, you are more experienced, unlike these losers who can scare the piss out of you after just a few bullets."

"With all your courage, you still want to talk about me, don't you?"

"waste!"

I was scolded for a while, but no one said anything.

Shan Ying then smoothed things over: "Okay, don't let people outside see the joke."

Then he raised his head, looked towards the building and shouted: "I am the 'Hua Shan' Mountain Eagle."

"Yang Hao and I are here, just tell us if you have anything to say!"

Someone in the building cleared his throat, followed by a burst of laughter, and a man wearing a Taoist bun walked out.

"You two gentlemen, our husbands have invited you."

Yang Hao raised his head and said with a smile: "Then you should move the car. The gate is blocked, how can we get in?"

The Taoist priest had a smile on his face: "Look what Mr. Yang said, how can such a trivial matter trouble you two? Please."

Yang Hao chuckled and glanced at Shan Ying: "How about you invite Uncle Ying first?"

Shan Ying knew that he was afraid of an ambush inside, so he snorted: "Now do you know that elders and younger ones are inferior to each other?"

"What are you talking about? I have always respected you, Uncle Ying." Yang Hao said with a smile.

Shan Ying closed his eyes, exerted all his strength, jumped on the roof of the RV with a few steps, and with one more force, he arrived at the wooden fence on the second floor of the restaurant and stood in the corridor.

Yang Hao whistled and clapped his hands, then put his hands in his trouser pockets and imitated the eagle and jumped onto the second floor of the restaurant.

The man wearing a Taoist bun led the way and led the two people into the interior of the restaurant. The hall in front of the stage on the second floor was in a mess, with tables and chairs falling to the ground and fruits scattered everywhere.

As soon as Shan Ying came in, he saw Lei Qi's two women huddled in the corner, crying until their makeup was stained.

Then I saw a small mecha nearly four meters tall standing on the stage. The mecha was all red, and its face was hideous like an evil ghost.

Lei Qi's body was lying next to the mecha, and his blood had dyed the floor of the stage black and red.

Sitting at the edge of the stage was a man with slightly messy black hair and a pair of red eyes filled with evil energy. There was a knife wrapped in rhinoceros skin casually resting at his feet, and another one lying across his legs.

Although he was mentally prepared, Shan Ying still took a breath when he saw this person.

Yang Hao, who was walking behind, asked softly: "Is this the red ghost you are talking about?"

Shan Ying nodded slightly, and then saw one person standing on each side of the stage.

One is his ‘old acquaintance’, Guan Peng of the ‘Iron Horse’.

The other man had a rough face, one arm, and a long knife in his hand, but standing there, he gave people a very unpleasant feeling.

Shan Ying had a headache.

This one-armed man and Guan Peng alone were able to suppress him and Yang Hao.

Also, that Taoist bun is not easy to mess with.

The most difficult person to offend is naturally the young man named "Red Ghost" sitting on the stage.

Shan Ying couldn't help but frown, why didn't the security guard come yet?

At this time.

The young man on the stage spoke: "Lei Qi is dead."

"From now on, 'Hua Shan' is following me."

Two simple sentences decided the future path of ‘Hua Shan’.

Yang Hao and Shan Ying were both stunned for a moment, simply not used to the 'Red Ghost'.

Then the baby face laughed out loud: "Do you think you are playing house?"

"Master Qi is dead, the 'flower shirt' is yours?"

"You have to ask hundreds of brothers in 'Hua Shan' for their opinion..."

Just then.

He saw the figure on the stage move.

Like a dragonfly touching water, it suddenly moved in front of you without any warning.

Then the light of the sword was like a hidden dragon coming out of a stream, breaking out of its sheath, making a clang sound, drawing a large arc in the half-space of the dim restaurant hall, following a natural trajectory, and slashed towards Yang Hao.

In an instant, Yang Hao's eyes widened and he saw the light of the sword taking up his energy and transforming into an angry sea.

The angry tide overturned and swept away thousands of miles.

Along with the sharp arc of the sword, it struck down, and the majestic pressure made Yang Hao unable to speak even a single word. He could only roar, slipped out a pair of walking sticks from his sleeves, and staggered them to defend against the enemy.

clang!

When the swords and sticks collided, the harsh sound could be heard clearly even by people outside the building.

Shan Ying, who was closest to Yang Hao in the building, almost thought a grenade was exploding next to him. Whether it was the loud crashing sound or the burst of light, they were both so loud and dazzling.

Then he saw Yang Hao, who had always been outspoken, half-kneeling on the ground, with two crutches broken into four parts, and one arm broken at shoulder level, lying in a pool of blood.

But there was no blood on the long knife that cut off Yang Hao's arm.

Yang Hao's expression was distorted, and the red eyes of the 'Red Ghost' looked like they were surging with blood.

Yang Hao, who had always been known for being crazy, was now quiet and even his breathing was deliberately suppressed.

I'm just afraid of disturbing the murderous god in front of me.

Looking at the man nicknamed "Corpse Dog", Luo Yan asked softly: "Do you still have any opinions?"