Martial arts immortality, my practice has experience

"Those who stubbornly resist will be killed without mercy!"

In front of the Hutou Gang's station, Chen Pingan led his troops and shouted.

"yes!"

The officers of the Zhenfu Division responded loudly.

After experiencing the scene just now, they were convinced of Chen Pingan.

This is the character who defeated Mr. Tiger from the Tiger Head Gang in two moves!

In the Hutou Gang station, many members of the Hutou Gang fought with the Zhenfusi officers. Most of the officers of the Zhenfu Division are very powerful, and they hold a considerable advantage in such chaotic battles. With the arrival of Chen Pingan's support, this advantage has been further expanded.

Poof!

With a flash of Chen Ping's sword, a member of the Tiger Head Gang who was standing in front of him was killed directly by him.

The last time I experienced a scene like this was when I was encircling and suppressing the Quicksand Gang. The difference is that at that time he was just a temporary sergeant, but now he is a reserve sergeant who can lead people.

Chen Pingan glanced back slightly and found Tan Huacong fighting with the Hutou Gang not far behind him.

Tan Huacong is a formal servant, a beginner in martial arts, and has considerable strength. Ordinary members of the Hutou Gang can't do anything to him.

"Die to me!"

Tan Huacong waved the Zhenfusi saber, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

After seeing Chen Ping'an killing Little Tiger Lord, Tan Huacong fell into deep fear. After the fear, comes intense resentment.

"A mere brat with muddy legs has actually come this far!"

"Why on earth does he have that?"

"..."

Tan Huacong cursed Chen Pingan countless times in his heart.

Poof!

He forced a member of the Tiger Head Gang back with one blow, and was about to step forward and kill him directly. On the other side, a muscular gangster suddenly appeared.

In a hurry, Tan Huacong parried again and again.

Bang!

As soon as the two came into contact, Tan Huacong felt the majestic power of oppression on the other side!

This is definitely an introduction to martial arts!

Not only is he an introduction to martial arts, he may have reached the stage of perfect skin refining.

Tan Huacong's expression suddenly became serious.

"Formal sergeant?"

This rogue gangster from the Tiger Head Gang was also surprised at Tan Huacong's strength, and his eyes squinted slightly.

"So what! Die!"

The Zhenfu Division came to kill him, so he couldn't help but fight to the death.

This gangster of the Tiger Head Gang, a leader-level gangster, held a steel rod and fought hard with Tan Huacong.

In actual combat, the lethality of steel rods is not necessarily weaker than that of broadswords.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two clashed continuously, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded one after another.

"Get away!"

Tan Huacong felt fierce in his heart, with blood and energy surging all over his body, and he deflected the steel rod that the opponent was stabbing straight at him.

"not good!"

The leader of the Tiger Head Gang's pupils shrank suddenly.

Just like this, his middle goal was wide open, which exposed a huge flaw. The opponent only needs one swing of the sword to slash his chest and abdomen.

"Die!"

Tan Huacong smiled ferociously.

At this time, in his eyes, the little leader of the Tiger Head Gang in front of him has become an easy achievement.

Just when Tan Huacong was almost certain to kill the opponent, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and he almost lost control of the sword and let it go.

"What the hell!"

Tan Huacong was horrified.

The burning pain in my wrist swept through my whole body. In fact, if he hadn't succeeded in refining his skin, this blow would have almost broken his wrist.

The sudden pain caused Tan Huacong's extremely fast and fierce knife movements to change. The knife that originally killed the little leader of the Hutou Gang almost stopped.

"Good opportunity!"

The little leader of the Hutou Gang's eyes lit up.

The steel rod in his hand changed and stabbed towards Tan Huacong.

"No!"

Tan Huacong shouted in horror. I tried my best to resist the changes in my sword skills, but in the end I was half a beat too slow.

The extremely hard end of the steel rod stabbed his chest hard. The severe pain almost made him suffocate.

Tan Huacong took several steps back, finally enduring the pain and regaining consciousness. However, he saw that the other party was unforgiving and swung the steel rod towards him repeatedly.

One wrong step, every wrong step.

The two were originally brothers, but after Tan Huacong was injured, the gap between the two continued to widen.

Peng!

The steel rod, as fast as a black shadow, fell hard on Tan Huacong's head. The strong force almost dented most of his head.

"Ah! Ah!"

Tan Huacong screamed miserably.

This kind of severe pain is not something ordinary people can bear. In near despair, he waved the machete wildly.

Although he is crazy, the other party is not afraid of him at all. The steel rod poked several big holes in Tan Huacong's chest.

Blood flowed and it was extremely miserable.

"die!"

The little leader of the Hutou Gang smiled ferociously and hit Tan Huacong with a heavy steel rod.

Uh-huh!

The sword flashed!

The trajectory of the steel rod was abruptly deflected, and it accidentally hit Tan Huacong's wrist. The strong force completely shattered his entire wrist. This blow just wiped out the mark left on Tan Huacong's wrist by the locust stone just now.

"Who is it?"

The little leader of the Tiger Head Gang roared angrily. He looked around and saw a young man with a delicate face, looking at him indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"You are so brave, how dare you kill my police officer!"

Before the voice could completely subside, the light of the sword lit up again.

"So what if I'm a policeman! I'll kill him if I want!"

At this time, the little leader of the Hutou Gang was already red-eyed. The muscles on his arms bulged high, and the steel rod hit Chen Pingan hard from bottom to top.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

The sword flashed continuously.

"Ho ho ho..."

The leader of the Tiger Head Gang's eyes widened with horror on his face.

Poof!

Blood splattered everywhere, and his whole body fell to the ground limply.

"Anyone who kills our police officer will be killed without mercy!"

Chen Ping'an stood with a knife in his hand and spoke calmly.

"Chen Chatou! It's Chen Chatou!"

"Chen Chatou is mighty!"

The officers of the Zhenfu Division who saw this scene shouted loudly. For a time, the morale of the Zhenfu Division surged.

Chen Pingan glanced at Tan Huacong who was lying on the ground. His head was sunken and several big holes were poked in his chest. Although there was still a glimmer of life left, he looked like he was going to die.

Chen Ping'an stepped forward, squatted aside, and put his head towards Tan Huacong's mouth. In the eyes of others, it was Chen Pingan who was listening to Tan Huacong's last words.

But a faint voice sounded in Tan Huacong's ears.

"Don't blame me! If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself!"

Chen Ping'an could clearly feel Tan Huacong's body suddenly moving. His chest was rising and falling, and he wanted to say something, but his breath could not be gathered together and leaked from several large holes in his chest.

Chen Ping'an raised his head slightly and looked at Tan Huacong's twisted and deformed head.

"Ho ho ho..."

Like a flashback, Tan Huacong breathed hard like a broken bellows. He stared at Chen Pingan, his eyes widened.

"Old Tan, you can go with peace of mind. The Zhenfu Division will take care of your posthumous affairs."

Chen Pingan's face was solemn, and his hand touched Tan Huacong's eyes.

The next moment, Tan Huacong died!

Chen Pingan slowly stood up and looked at the chaotic scene around him.

Since Tan Huacong chose to join forces with Zheng Shiyong and ignore his achievements, he should have been prepared to end up like today.

Adults, now that they have made a choice, they must be responsible for their own choices!

It’s not about right or wrong, it’s just about interests and positions!