Rebirth of the Campus Veyron

More than a thousand people surrounded the entire market upstairs and downstairs. Nearly a hundred gangsters on the second floor held watermelon knives in their hands and looked coldly at Shao Qiong and others who had not had time to run away from the stairs next to them.

In their eyes, Shao Qiong seemed to feel that he was a dead person in their eyes.

Shao Qiong squinted his eyes and looked around at the thousands of people coldly. Before they could rush up to him, he calmly said calmly: "Go away, I can give you a chance to live. You only have one life. Don't make your parents cry."

." Shao Qiong also wanted to take advantage of the chaos to leave this place that was about to turn into hell.

Crazy, really crazy. I have seen crazy people, but I have never seen anyone so crazy. There were sneers from the crowd, as unpleasant as the crowing of a drake.

The fat man got up slightly with difficulty and trembling, and knelt down in front of the crowd again, sobbing and begging: "Everyone, it's none of my business, please let go..."

The sword flashed across, the cold blade carried the rays of the sun, and a cloud of blood mist spread away.

The fat man covered his neck and gasped for air. He still had more air coming out and less air coming in. He stared at the middle-aged man wielding the knife unwillingly, and finally fell to the ground. The last few chips in his hand were scattered on his body.

around.

"I hate spineless men the most. Damn, you are a complete loser. You deserve to die. Damn, you are a waste." The middle-aged man had a ferocious look on his face. He spat on the stall man and stepped hard on the fat man's body with his big foot.

On the head, he twisted it again and again.

"You...where are you from? What do you want to do?" Seeing the sudden burst of blood mist at the gate, the gangsters stationed here from the Northeast Gang finally realized what they were doing, and some rushed into the room inside to pick up their knives.

, some simply picked up the leg of the chair at hand and held it in their hands, ready to rush forward and fight these guys who suddenly appeared.

The Northeast Gang was in chaos. The gangsters in the entire casino rushed out of each room with the guys in their hands as if they had been beaten to death, and looked nervously at the group of people who were about to rush in front of them.

thug.

As the Canglong Gang brothers stepped off the bus one by one, the gangsters who had been gathered near this stronghold by Qi Lu also walked out from various gathering points. Some of them held bright watermelon knives in their hands, while others simply held

Several long machetes came out one after another from around Fengxiang Street.

"Go! Kill these idiots!" I don't know who shouted this first, and then... the entire Fengxiang Street Market was like being transported to an ancient battlefield in an instant... and a war broke out.

Hong Yuankuan pulled out a large butcher's knife from a large degradable gray paper bag, and with a "stab" sound, he drew out the knife, one for each person, and strode with the Tang knife into the dark crowd of Northeastern Gang who was thinking about what he was using here.

"Give you one more chance to put down the knife and face death. No one can regret it."

After slashing down several Northeast Gang gangsters who rushed up to try to tangle with him, Hong Yuankuan shouted loudly at those Northeast Gang gangsters who hesitated to move forward.

The cold voice was like the cold wind of Sanjiu, making more than a thousand people tremble. They suddenly felt that Hong Yuankuan, standing alone, was invincible. Many people were already a little scared, but looking at the brothers beside them, they became more courageous.

"Kill!" Qian Yufei strode towards Hong Yuankuan and others. In the minds of some of them, things may have turned out well today. Surrender? This does not seem to be the way of their Northeast Gang!

Hong Yuankuan's performance was very calm, and it was outrageous. Youdao is not afraid in the face of danger, and he is talented. He is calm and handsome in the face of danger. Hong Yuankuan's calmness is outrageous.

Ten steps, five steps, two steps, 'bang', the knife collided with the knife, and the light of the knife passed by, rushing towards the person in front.

The large butcher knife drew another arc. The powerful and heavy knife made the person at the front look at Hong Yuankuan unwillingly, covered his neck, and fell limply to the ground.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and the smell of blood filled the air, making everyone tremble. A simple knife killed five people, killing, simple killing...

More than a thousand people were stunned and stopped in their tracks. Most of them looked at Hong Yuakuan, whose face was covered in blood.

"Kill." Ren Ping and Zhang Feng roared at the same time and rushed towards the crowd single-handedly.

Ren Ping waved one arm, his eyes were blood red, and the watermelon knife slashed through the enemy's neck with the rays of the sun, and bright red blood sprayed out, making the smell of blood here even more intense.

Zhang Feng held a watermelon blade in his left hand, and locked a middle-aged man's throat with his right hand. His thumb and index finger were deeply dug into it, and hot blood flowed out from his fingers.

The younger brother on the side felt that his blood was boiling. He went to attack the enemy, and then attacked the burnt heart. Those who are good at fighting first attack the heart. This is the same as the business road. The smell of blood gave him a deeper understanding of Brother Kuan.

And the awe deepened again.

In the face of thousands of troops, I remained unmoved. While talking and laughing, the wall was wiped out with ashes. I knew I couldn't do anything, but I dared to draw my sword.

Hong Yuankuan was out of control. He swung his sword alone and jumped into the crowd. The sword was flying up and down. He had learned the killing technique from Lu Yunqing and killed for the sake of killing. Brother Qing was also a master of using knives. He understood

The true meaning of the sword is: the tyrant among soldiers, the invincible soldier.

Wherever Hong Yuankuan passed by, the knife touched someone, and they fell immediately. The blood all over his body was not only his own, but also the enemy's.

As time passed by, Hong Yuankuan felt that his hands were numb, and there was only one thought in his mind - kill. No one dared to pass in front of him.

There should be at least fifty people who died in his hands. The corpses were lying on the ground in a mess, and they had stopped breathing forever. Everyone in front of him looked at him in horror.

Screams!

The sound of fighting!

The residents of Fengxiang Street wanted to open their windows to see what was going on downstairs, but they didn't dare because everyone knew that a large-scale fight was taking place downstairs that made people shocked and scared and their legs weak.

Some residents of Fengxiang Street cleverly took out their mobile phones and called the police, but five minutes passed and ten minutes passed. The expected police lights flashing and sirens wailing did not appear, and the fighting downstairs became more and more intense.

.

Lu Yunqing's arrangement was very targeted. The troops sent to clear out the Fengxiang Street Casino this time only joined the Canglong Gang after he occupied Yanjing. The two or three thousand people in the round may not have the combat strength of Hantang's five hundred people.

They have strong fighting power, but Lu Yunqing sent them like this

Now, he needs to hone these newcomers who have never experienced combat in these battles. He needs to use these battles to make these fledglings who have not been tempered on the battlefield grow up and become his future attackers.

The biggest help to unify China's underground forces is to break out the city!

"Protect Xiao Bao!" Zhang Chong shouted violently. The blood vessels in his neck thickened very obviously. The blood on his face made him look extremely eerie. Ren Chang and Zhang Feng's eyes turned red and their eyes were covered with blood.

Full of bloodshot eyes, he shivered when he heard Zhang Chong's voice. When he looked back, he saw that Xiao Bao Yanran had fallen to the ground. He quickly retreated to protect Xiao Bao.

Xiao Bao, Zhang Chong, Ren Chang and Zhang Feng all just joined the Canglong Gang a year ago. Together they hope to work their way up from the bottom and finally stand at the top of the entire underground force, just like they said.

Like the young hero Lu Yunqing whom I admire, he truly responds to a hundred calls.

But it was also because a few people were eager to make contributions that they rushed too fast...too fast. When Xiao Bao was finally slashed by someone, Zhang Chong and the others realized...that they were far away from the main force, and at this time they

He was surrounded by nearly a hundred members of the Northeast Gang.

When he retreated, Ren Chang's shoulder was slashed with a watermelon knife, exposing his white shoulder bones.

Xiao Bao saw Zhang Chong and others retreating, his eyes became hot, and he shed tears. In his more than thirty years of life, except for his parents, no one could risk his life for him. He shouted loudly: "Brother, don't worry about it."

I'm here, you guys rush out!"

Zhang Chong knelt down, and Yang Xiao stood in front of him, scanning hundreds of enemies with cold eyes. He held five Woodpecker knives in each hand. Under the sun, the white blades shone with dazzling light, and the air was cold.

cold.

"As long as I live, I will not leave my brother behind. You still have to give me a bank. You can't die without my permission." Zhang Chong wiped the blood from his face and forcefully lifted Xiao Bao who fell to the ground.

Pulled up.

The white bones were exposed on Xiao Bao's left calf, and the white flesh was rolled upside down. His face was covered with mud, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Zhang Chonggang gritted his teeth and held Fu Xiaobao on his back. Ren Chang and Zhang Feng protected his back and stood behind Yang Xiao.

As soon as Zhang Chong retreated, hundreds of enemies immediately pressed forward. Everyone's face was cold. They never thought that Zhang Chong would kill so many brothers by himself. Everyone's face twitched as they looked at the blood flowing on the ground.

, my blood boiled, and I forgot all my fears.

Yang Xiao had a smile on her face, as warm as the spring breeze, and said lightly: "Don't come over, I can kill people..."

Several men smiled sinisterly, showing their big yellow teeth, which made people feel sick.

Yang Xiao smiled even brighter, raised her hands slightly, and fired ten knives out like lightning.

"Puff..." With almost overlapping dull sounds, ten knives were shot into the throats of the ten people at the front, completely engulfed.

Ten people looked at Yang Xiao unwillingly and fell down.

Hundreds of people, watching Yang Xiao suddenly have ten knives, subconsciously stepped back, opening his hands, killing people invisible. Several enemies who had seen the world, thought about it, there is a saying that has been circulated in the past few years, there is an ancient saying.

Xiao Li Feidao, now there is Xiaoyu Feidao. It is the same knife, and it is also extremely accurate. Could it be that this man who looks like a woman...is the reincarnation of Xiao Li Feidao?

The smart people were already retreating without leaving a trace.

The people in front are retreating, while those behind are pressing forward.

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