Rebirth of the Campus Veyron

Ren Chang and Zhang Feng panted rapidly. No less than forty people had died in their hands. The two people's three hands were all covered with blood. Zhang Feng's shoulders were still bleeding out, and his whole face became sick.

rosy.

Xiao Bao lay on Zhang Chong's back, looking at the crowd getting closer and closer, and said angrily: "Brother, I understand what you mean. With you, this life is enough. Let me down, otherwise, we will all

You have to die here."

Zhang Chong snorted coldly and said loudly: "The prison can't do anything to me, so why be afraid of a few thieves? In my dictionary, there is no such thing as leaving a brother alone."

Yang Xiao shot out ten more knives, and the smile on his face faded a lot. He looked at the ten fallen people and looked back at Zhang Chong who was striding forward. Apart from the ten existing ones in his hand, he

There are no more knives left.

Zhang Chong and Yang Xiao stood in a row and whispered: "If you are defeated, stand behind me." They carried Xiao Bao on their backs and held a knife in one hand across their chests.

The enemy is slowly approaching.

Far away from the market, two figures stood quietly. One man's eyes showed a hot light, full of infinite fighting spirit, while the woman held the young man's hand and said lightly: "Brother Qing, let's let these people go today."

Brother, please give it a good workout.”

Tao Zhuoyan gently held Lu Yunqing's hand. She saw the fighting spirit in the eyes of the man in front of her and felt the slight trembling on his body. She understood that if it were not for the purpose of training these new brothers of the Canglong Gang, Lu Yunqing would have raised it himself.

To rush into the battlefield.

Lu Yunqing looked back and touched the slender hand on his shoulder, looked back at Tao Zhuoyan with a meaningful look and said calmly, "Then let them have a good fight!"

Lu Yunqing just watched like this, watching the killings not far away in front of him, watching the blood splattering over there, watching the wanton killing of his Canglong Gang brothers, yes, for the sake of a broader world in the future,

He needs to let these people experience such a cruel but necessary fight!

Flying knives saw flying knives again. Yang Xiao had no knives in his hand. The enemies who were still a little worried rushed forward in a rush.

Zhang Chong took a big step forward and slashed down with the machete, splitting the enemy in front in half. Green intestines flowed out, beige stools smelled of stench, and his heart was still beating.

Getting slower and slower.

Xiao Bao lay on Zhang Chong's thin back, not daring to look at the enemies rushing forward. No matter how powerful your magical power is, it will be difficult to use it in the dragon's shoal. This is the reality. He seems to already know the result.

Only Wanxi murmured: "Brother, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely become a woman and marry a man like you. In this life, we will be brothers forever, true brothers."

In the fierce battle, Zhang Chong couldn't hear Xiao Bao's 'last words' at all. He never thought that he would die here.

If he is more cruel to himself than to his enemies, he will be invincible in the world. Perhaps this conclusion only applies to fighting alone, but Zhang Chong has obviously overturned this theory.

The right hand holding the knife was cracked, revealing numerous veins, and the entire right arm was numb. He could no longer even feel the watermelon knife hitting his right arm.

Holding the sword with one hand instead of holding it with both hands, the moves are still fast and fierce, but the steps are a bit messy and floating.

Without the flying knives, Yang Xiao's strength was at least halved. More than a dozen watermelon knives blew towards him crazily. He tried his best and could only dodge eight knives. Now it was over. He closed his eyes and waited for death.

call.

Crazy, absolutely fucking crazy, Song Hong felt that his blood was really boiling. He saw with his own eyes that Zhang Chong raised his chest and blocked Yang Xiao's five knives. Although the long knife in his hand blocked four, and one

The knife struck him on the chest.

What is a brother? It is not that you are the icing on the cake when you are rich, but that you are the icing on the cake when you are in trouble.

Song Hong suddenly felt that these men who were not afraid of life and death in front of him had a heroism and chivalry that would never be inferior to the Northeastern men!

But...even so, they are still enemies. He also has his brothers, and he also has brothers and friends that he needs to protect!

The watermelon knife was light and elegant, and the weight of the blade was not as good as that of the machete. Therefore, the killing effect was much worse. Zhang Chong felt a burning pain in his chest and knew that at least he would see blood.

Yang Xiao was bound to die, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Chong standing in front of him without saying a word. He quickly leaned over and picked up a watermelon knife with blood on it.

Ren Chang and Zhang Feng were under the greatest pressure. Although they were brave, their killing skills were much weaker than Zhang Chong's. Most of the thousands of enemies saw them as a breakthrough point.

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What is a brother? A brother is one who grits his teeth and perseveres, knowing clearly that he is defeated, until he dies.

Ren Chang and Zhang Feng had suffered multiple stab wounds on their bodies, which were so deep that their bones were visible. They did not utter any moans and had only one purpose, lest Zhang Chong would be distracted.

The two people were back to back, their chests were rising and falling rapidly, their breathing was short and rapid, and they had never sucked the air as greedily as they did today.

Yang Xiao held the knife in his hand, and his whole person changed drastically. He turned around and glanced at Ren Chang and Zhang Feng, his eyes filled with indifference. Holding the knife in both hands, he strode towards the enemies in the direction of Ren Chang and Zhang Feng.

It was too late for Zhang Chong to stop him, so he could only let him rush out.

Regardless of his own safety, Yang Xiao suddenly slashed out with the watermelon knife in his hand. Half of the unlucky guy's face was shaved off. He fell to his knees with a howl and was trampled to death by his companions.

After the diagonal chop, the watermelon knife suddenly changed direction and slashed horizontally to the left.

Bang...bang bang..." He hit four or five watermelon knives one after another. The clear sound, accompanied by the blood bursting out of Yang Xiao's tiger's mouth, was like a blood-sobbing song, tragic and sad at the same time.

Zhang Chong was pushed behind the front line by the swarm of brothers behind him. He looked at Yang Xiao with wide eyes and said loudly: "This world is so crazy, women are going to the battlefield, damn, who are they?"

"But he didn't know that Yang Xiao just looked like a woman.

Ren Chang and Zhang Feng looked at each other and shouted loudly: "We don't need women to protect us yet." Using all their strength, they rushed towards the enemy.

Yang Xiao's sword gradually slowed down. After all, protracted fighting was not Yang Xiao's strong point. The white shirt had turned red, and there were several holes in the chest and abdomen.

Ren Chang and Zhang Feng stood in front of Yang Xiao, waving the watermelon knives in their hands, but now they were unable to kill the enemy, and said loudly: "If we get out alive this time, brother, why don't you go get a sex change operation?"

They all regard you as...a woman! Haha..." Ren Chang said loudly, and then started laughing.

As soon as Yang Xiao left, Zhang Chong's pressure suddenly increased. The Blue Moon Tang Sword was swung mechanically, like a desperate scythe, harvesting the lives of the enemy.

Zhang Chong's waist was bent, his breath was confused, his frivolous steps made him stagger, and he received at least five stabs on his chest.

Xiao Bao's tears were streaming down his face and he struggled hard. He knew that if it weren't for him, Zhang Chong would at least not be injured and would at least live for a few more hours.

He used all his strength to swing a powerful and heavy sword, and all three lives lost their life blood.

Zhang Chong stood on the ground with a single sword and gasped: "Brother, don't move. As long as I still have breath, I will protect you from death."

The enemy in front of Zhang Chong approached tentatively, the watermelon knife in his hand shaking slightly. This Zhang Chong, this guy in front of him is so scary. He can fight like this with a person on his back! It's really scary, it's simply...

What a freak!

Fengxiang Street behind him is still killing people, but Lu Yunqing has already got into his car at this time. The overall situation here is over. What awaits him is the next battlefield, and that may be his stage, and he will hold the sword.

A fighting battlefield.

The overall situation of Fengxiang Street is indeed doomed. Although there are as many as 2,000 Northeast Gang members gathered in Fengxiang Street, there are only a few thousand people who have the courage to rush out with knives at this time. These people

Compared to the three thousand brothers sent by Lu Yunqing, they are really not a threat.

After all the brothers of the Canglong Gang join the Canglong Gang, except for those who are usually responsible for business matters, all other brothers need to receive a series of training within the Canglong Gang, especially in terms of fighting. Lu Yunqing has extremely strict regulations on this.

The new members of the Canglong Gang brought this time are those who have performed relatively well in the early and recent training. For them, Lu Yunqing just wants to give them more and more practical opportunities so that they can gain practical experience.

Cultivate practical will.

Zhang Chong's waist was upright, the machete pointed at the sky, and drops of blood flowed along the blade to his right hand.

Those who surrounded them from the Northeast Gang were slowly pressing forward. Zhang Chong's bravery was beyond their expectation. One man and one sword could be so domineering. Death made them extremely terrified.

Ren Chang and Zhang Feng protected Zhang Chong behind them, refusing to take a step back. The watermelon knife shone bright red in the sun. The two believed that Zhang Chong must have a backup plan, otherwise he would not be so eager to fight.

Their steps were shaky and their whole bodies felt weak, but the two of them still stood, not for anything else but because they believed that Zhang Chong would lead them out of the siege.

Yang Xiao has killed people before, but has never participated in a group battle. Especially when the enemy is a hundred times better than himself, the feeling of powerlessness attacks his heart. The feeling of being threatened is really uncomfortable. It would be better if he could be more powerful.

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"Don't worry, Yang Xiao. Although we rushed a little faster, the brothers behind are rushing over one after another. I believe we will be able to break out of the siege soon." Zhang Feng seemed to know what Yang Xiao was thinking and did not look back.

He shouted loudly. The watermelon knife in his hand stabbed the enemy's throat again. He was numb. He didn't know how many people he had killed or even how many knives he had been stabbed. He was just getting weaker and weaker.

Ren Chang's coat turned into messy rags, soaked red with blood, and some parts looked black. A simple and honest smile hung on his face, and he murmured: "Even if they die, I will let them accompany me on the road."

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Zhang Feng stepped hard to the left. The knife that was supposed to hit Ren Chang's body was blocked with his back. He showed a sad smile and said hastily: "Brother, you can't die."

Yang Xiao tightly held the watermelon knife with its blade already curled up, and casually slashed it at a Northeast Gang gangster who was about to charge up. Blood spurted out from the gangster's shoulder in an instant, yes.

, they need to persist. If they persist for a while, their brothers should come up to help them.

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