The rise of the reborn hero

Zhang Dongchu can fight, but that doesn't mean he has no brains. Although he was so angry at Ding Qing's defiant provocation that his face was livid, he was still fully prepared.

King of Busan, Ding Qing.

This name has become extremely loud in the past two years, and all kinds of rumors have made his ears feel calloused. It is said that he started out as a gangster at the bottom of Guiwei Island in Hupa, and gradually reached the second-ranked director position of Kinmen Group.

It's very difficult.

The rules in the world of Kimchi Country are frighteningly strict. A person like this who can climb to this position in such a short period of time is by no means an easy character to deal with.

The motorcade stopped and Zhang Dongchu got off the bus first.

This tough man is wearing a bright silver suit, which is supported by his bulging muscles, making him look very eye-catching in the crowd. First, he looked up at his factory. After seeing that there was no damage at all, Zhang Dongchu's expression suddenly became much better.

"Hey, boy. Zhang

Dongchu tilted his neck and looked at Ding Qing, who was not far away in front of him,"You country bumpkins are really tired of living. Don't you have a family to support?""

Ding Qing raised his eyes and looked at the other party. He didn't say anything, but his eyes were a little disdainful. Zhang Dongchu didn't get angry. Instead, he grinned and said,"You are very rude, so I won't feel guilty if I break your neck.""

Both parties stopped talking and started their respective team work, and the atmosphere began to become cold. The night wind was very cold.

The motorcade behind Zhang Dongchu also began to open the doors one by one, and the tough men began to get out of the car one by one. However, Compared with the Kinmen Group's all-purpose bone-piercing knives, these people's weapons are much more diverse.

There are metal baseball bats, golf clubs, steel pipes, and daggers.

Apparently Zhang Dongchu still regarded this war as an ordinary one. In weapon fighting, judging from the lethality of the weapons equipped, his men obviously did not prioritize killing the opponent, but pursued making the opponent lose their combat effectiveness as quickly as possible.

"let's hit."

Nodding towards Li Zicheng, Ding Qing spit out the cigar in his mouth,"We will win if we kill this bear."

Li Zicheng was the first to rush forward without hesitation. Under the dim street lights, accompanied by a roar like a ghost, hundreds of men collided together almost instantly.

No movie can depict this kind of real street fighting.

Chaos, fusion.

The square of the suburban slot machine factory almost instantly turned into the most barbaric colosseum! The people on both sides are fierce men, so naturally they will be killed when they meet!

The thud of the knife piercing the body and the thud of the golden baseball bat hitting the bones and muscles were unusually harsh in the silent wilderness.

The screams and roars were particularly loud amid the splashing blood. The ferocious and terrifying faces made these people look like ghosts!

Zhang Dongchu was the first to rush. This guy has been in a high position for so many years but is as tough as he was back then.

He was wearing a pair of finger tigers that should be made of pure steel. The man's astonishing strength was astonishingly lethal. In one encounter, two gangsters from the Kinmen Group had their necks broken by his two powerful and heavy uppercuts.!

One of them was even beaten to the point where his feet were in the air before he fell to the ground. His twitching body and the continuous spurting of blood had unintentionally declared the end of his life.

However, such a terrifying scene did not make the Kinmen people who had gone completely crazy hesitate at all. The rest of them rushed forward without fear of death, which made Zhang Dongchu's eyes flash with surprise.

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Over the years, this country has never had any unifying organization similar to the Yamaguchi-gumi or Sannokai in the Sakura Country next door. Most of them fight independently.

Therefore, there are many conflicts between them, but they are not large-scale. It was Zhang Dongchu's fierce fighting style in small-scale conflicts that earned him a prestigious name.

But the Kinmen Group, which emerged from the countryside, was obviously so large that he couldn't understand it. These people actually had fighting power that he had never seen before!

Phew!

Just when he hesitated for a moment, Li Zicheng was already close to him. He was very smart and knew that his own strength was no chance for this human tyrannosaurus. He stabbed the opponent's ribs continuously without covering his ears.

Zhang Dongchu was furious!

He could feel warm liquid gushing out from his abdomen. The angry and mad man actually didn't care about the ensuing sword light in such a chaotic battle situation. Instead, he turned around and pounced, punching the man who was already there. Li Zicheng retreated quickly.

Years of fighting experience saved Li Zicheng's life.

He raised his arms and used a boxer's movement to block his face, and then there was a clear sound of bone cracking, and the man let out a wailing sound that made him stagger back seven or eight steps.

Stopping, his arms dropped weakly.

Judging from the weird arc of Li Zicheng's arm, the opponent's arm was broken by the loop of the finger tiger!

Zhang Dongchu's desperate blow also cost him a heavy price. In such a short moment, several well-coordinated Kinmen gangsters stabbed him in the back at least three times.

No matter how powerful a muscle is, it is still a muscle.

Ding Qing is right, he is a human being, not a god. His vital parts were pierced, and his strength dissipated quickly due to the blood splattering everywhere. For the first time, there was a hint of panic in the eyes of this guy who had fled to Seoul.

I will take advantage of your illness and kill you.

Ding Qing had already rushed up. The scar on the man's face was like a centipede, making him even more ferocious and terrifying.

"'You bitch, go to hell. (Qian Zhaohao)"

Ding Qing ran into Zhang Dongchu's arms, restraining the opponent's punching angle to the maximum extent, and then stabbed the opponent's lower abdomen with the bone-piercing knife in his right hand, and twisted it hard, Pull it out, follow the opponent's steps tightly, and thrust in again.

Zhang Dongchu is indeed tough enough. He actually made the most ferocious counterattack despite the severe pain in his lower abdomen being stirred by the tip of the knife. His right arm was tight He clamped Ding Qing's neck, and hit the opponent's armpit with his left fist crazily.

Ding Qing's mouth kept vomiting the blood, and the long knife in his hand was still piercing the opponent's abdomen crazily!

"Let’s see who is lucky!"

Ding Qing roared with a hoarse voice.

At this point, the battle has completely lost its order and structure. The two sides have completely merged together, and everyone has one thought: kill the opponent in front of them.

On a dark and windy murderous night, Everyone is fighting for one breath!.