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"Hiss...my head hurts."

In the carriage, Yang Liqing touched the back of her neck and opened her eyes dizzily.

What caught his eye was a gentle man wearing glasses, looking at him with concern.

This sudden unfamiliar face made Yang Liqing's heart tighten.

"You're awake."

The man seemed to be relieved, and his soft and gentle voice made Yang Liqing's guard melt away a little.

As her mind relaxed a little, Yang Liqing realized that she was currently resting on the man's lap.

She blushed, sat up quickly, and looked around.

Outside the car window, the street scenery was rapidly reversing, reminding her that the car had already driven no matter how far it had gone.

Yang Liqing was still confused and asked subconsciously: "What happened?"

The gentle-looking man, Li Wenhang, explained softly.

"A lot of people on Anning Road suddenly got into a fight. I don't know who jumped on the street and threw a brick. I wanted to remind you, but you still didn't escape. I saw that you were knocked unconscious, so I helped you get into the car.

, get ready to go to the hospital."

These words sounded reasonable at first, but Yang Liqing had just woken up and was still a little slow in thinking, so she didn't hear any doubts. Instead, she was attracted by the news of a riot on Anning Road.

"It's a fight between the clubs! No, I have to report it quickly..."

Yang Liqing reached out and grabbed the back of the passenger seat and said to the driver, "Sir, please stop the car."

Xiwei raised his head and looked at Li Wenhang inquiringly through the rearview mirror.

At Li Wenhang's slight nod, Xiwei stepped on the brakes and stopped the car on the side of the road.

Yang Liqing was still thinking about the club conflagration. As soon as the car stopped, she opened the door immediately.

But when one foot stepped on the ground, she seemed to realize that something was wrong. She paused for a moment, turned to Li Wenhang and said, "Thank you so much for today. I will treat you to dinner another day!"

It was just a polite word, and it was clear that neither Li Wenhang nor Yang Liqing had any serious intentions. Seeing the heroic female police officer running away, Li Wenhang smiled and shook his head, and then signaled Xiwei to drive.

As the car restarted and merged into the vast traffic flow, Xiwei finally spoke.

"Brother Hang, just now Cai Qiang sent a message, saying that Dongguan Zai brought a group of people and went to Dapu Hall to cause trouble while our people were on Anning Road. Now the overall situation on Sister Wei's side has been decided. What do you think?

Don’t you need to ask Sister Wei and Zhuzi to allocate some manpower to support Huaqiang and the others?”

Li Wenhang took out his cigarette case, knocked it, and a cigarette leaked out.

"No need. Ah Kai and his team's mission is to kill as many of the main force of Lian Sheng as possible. As for Da Pu's Dong Guan Zai, as long as Dong Ying's people are targeted to death, Hua Qiang can completely handle it, even if Han Bin comes out.

Hey, if something happens, don’t forget it..."

"Click" the lighter was lit, and Li Wenhang spit out a cloud of mist with a calm expression.

"That's where the Eagle Group lives."

…

Oura, in the manager's room on the second floor of the bar.

Several young men were crowding at the window, watching the anxious melee on the street with interest.

"Brother Falcon, why don't we go down and help?"

It seems that the smell of blood has stimulated the aggressive genes, and some people are ready to take action.

"The guy has it downstairs. If you want to fight, just go down and get it yourself."

Zhang Xuan, who was sitting on the boss's chair, didn't even raise his head. He was studying the newspaper and replied casually.

"Ah? There is no fire downstairs. It's so boring to use a knife to sign."

"You still want to use a gun during this kind of street fire? Oh, okay, as long as you are willing to pack your things and run away on a boat tonight, I will lend you the gun now, come and get it."

After saying that, Zhang Xuan opened the drawer of his desk and threw a pistol directly on the table.

The teasing man showed embarrassment on his face and rubbed his hands: "No, Brother Falcon, I was just joking..."

"Your joke is not funny at all."

Zhang Xun grabbed the gun on the table and pointed the gun at the big-mouthed guy, intentionally or unintentionally.

The big guy's forehead suddenly became sweaty. Thanks to someone's sudden shout, the deadlock was broken.

"Brother Qiang ended up personally!"

Zhang Xuan turned his head and glanced out the window, then threw the gun back into the drawer and picked up the newspaper again.

"Don't make such a funny joke next time."

"I know, Brother Falcon."

The big boy nodded repeatedly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and stared at the window honestly again.

Seeing this, the people around him sneered and reminded in a low voice: "The Eagle Group has a lot of taboos, you still have to learn them."

The arrogant Daquanzi nodded awkwardly and did not dare to reply. He could only stare at Huaqiang in the crowd silently.

"Get out of here!"

Amidst the roar, Hua Qiang held the machete in his hand, raised his leg and kicked it out.

Those who were blocking the road and the members of Lian Sheng were kicked far away.

Before he could get up, the knife-hands on both sides and Yi'an rushed forward. When the knife fell, blood flew out.

In the crowd, Dongguan Zai, who was fighting with the Ngee'an swordsmen, felt a chill run up his spine.

Two swords knocked down the swordsman in front of him. Dongguan Zai turned his head and looked back. In the distance, Hua Qiang was approaching step by step with a machete.

When did Dong Yingzi come to take his old mother in his arms?

Looking at He Liansheng, who was driven away by Huaqiang's aura, Dongguan Zai cursed secretly in his heart.

But scolding comes with scolding, and if the other party's eldest brother comes forward, he has to push back.

Having no choice but to grit his teeth and hold the knife tightly, Dongguan Zai roared at the top of his lungs.

"Brothers and sisters, don't be afraid, join me in killing and fighting in Nghe An's streets!"

Then, he took the lead and charged forward, slashing the knife in his hand from top to bottom towards Hua Qiang!

"call!"

The rounded arms drove the blade to cut through the air, and a cold chill hit the pavement.

Having been able to fight until now, Dongguan Zai's skills are naturally not weak, but what he is facing is Huaqiang.

He is a top murderer who is more ruthless and evil than him!

"bite!"

The two machetes collided together, and sparks popped out.

The force of the counter-shock made Dongguan Zai's arms numb. Faced with Hua Qiang's counterattack, Dong Guan Zai took advantage of the situation and raised his legs. The door opened, and Dong Guan Zai had no way to defend himself. He was directly kicked in the chest.

He staggered back two steps and looked up again. The knife in Hua Qiang's hand was like a tarsal maggot, stabbing straight at him.

In desperation, Dongguan Zai could only turn around and try to dodge, but he was still half a beat too late.

"puff!"

The knife was like flesh, and it penetrated directly under the ribs on the left side. Severe pain surged up, causing Dongguan Zai's face to become distorted.

Fighting in the street, hand-to-hand combat, cutting is never fatal, but stabbing is terrifying!

"I'm holding your mother in my arms!!"

Roaring, with the trend of anger in the pain, Dongguan Zai was like a wild beast that had lost its mind.

The knife in his hand came down from top to bottom again, but Hua Qiang immediately let go and retreated, causing his desperate counterattack to fall into the air.

Dongguan Zai lowered his head and looked at the blade that was mostly submerged, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

Hua Qiang threw off his blood-stained coat and waved, and a younger brother threw another steel pipe in his direction.

Catching it with one hand, Hua Qiang smiled as he looked at Dongguan Zai who had become a trapped beast.

"Dongguan boy, don't think about it. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I won't be able to save you today!"

"Pounce on the street...!"

While cursing angrily, Dongguan Zai covered his injury with his left hand, held the knife in his right hand, and charged forward again!