Xie Wendong whispered: "Tell me everything you want to know and I will let him go."
Zhou Yuan's anger has reached the extreme, and he has little sense left.
He said sternly: "Wendong, don't force me."
"Haha!"
You must do things within your ability, otherwise, you will not be able to plot against others, but you will be plotting against yourself. " "Hmph" Zhou Yuan snorted angrily, raised the glass of wine in his hand and threw it to the ground, shouting: "Kill me" As soon as he finished speaking, more than 20 big men behind him raised their weapons and rushed towards Xie Wendong and others.
Xie Wendong did not move on his chair, and more than a dozen elites who had been killed in the bloody battle stepped forward to meet the opponent's impact.
In just an instant, the private room became a mess, with people from both sides entangled in one place, swords flashing, blood splattering, and shouts of killing.
The house was in chaos, and the corridor outside was also in chaos.
Zhou Yuan's already ambushed men jumped out from every corner.
Suddenly, the corridor was crowded with people from the Little Sword Alliance, who were shouting and fighting towards the private room.
Although Xie Wendong is scary, there are only a dozen people around him after all.
Zhou Yuan suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly: "Xie Wendong, it's not too late for you to let him go now, otherwise, none of you will be able to escape."
"That's not necessarily true."
Xie Wendong sat there peacefully, slowly opening his lapel while facing Li Shuang behind him.
High strength.
The three people on the grid said: "Hold the door, don't let the people from the Little Sword Alliance rush in."
"But, Brother Dong," Gao Qiang looked at the chaotic situation in the field with concern.
There were not many people in the private room.
But he was still afraid that Xie Wendong would be in danger during the melee.
"Qiangzi, it's okay."
Xie Wendong said with a smile: "There are only a few people, I haven't taken them seriously yet, do as I want."
"Yes."
The three of them agreed without hesitation, picked up the guy and blocked the private room.
Xie Wendong turned to Zhou Yuan and said calmly: "You made a wrong choice today."
"Fuck you."
Zhou Yuan raised the blade in his hand and swayed forward, wanting to rush forward to fight Xie Wendong, but he finally held back.
There were no guards around Xie Wendong, but he still He didn't dare to challenge Xie Wendong in a duel, although he knew that his skills might not be weaker than the opponent's, but he just didn't dare.
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.
When he was with the bosses of the other twenty-three gangs, he could straighten his back and speak in front of Xie Wendong, but when he faced Xie Wendong alone, his back became bent again. .
Xie Wendong squinted his eyes, looked at the situation in the room, and knew what was going on in the room.
Then he lowered his eyes, picked up the tea cup, and took a slow sip.
Before he could take a second sip, he only heard Pu Tong's sound, and a wave of blood spread all over his body.
The big man who was full of blood threw himself on the table.
His face was stained with blood, his eyes were bloodshot and almost turned red, and the only white part was his teeth.
A glow emerged from his grinning mouth, and his whole face was full of ferocity.
He held a knife in his hand.
After seeing Xie Wendong close at hand, his red eyes flashed red, he raised his arms and shouted: "Xie Wendong, I want your head."
As he spoke, the big man prepared to strike with his sword.
However, his movements were still a step slow.
A knife was suddenly slashed at the back of his head, and the knife flashed past him.
The big man's head flew more than half a meter away, and fell to the ground.
The headless body swayed a few times, and a stream of blood spurted out from the broken neck, like a blood-colored fountain.
It was alluring and dazzling.
The blood spilled all over the table and fell into the cup in Xie Wendong's hand.
He looked at the tea in the cup and sighed softly.
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Si Tiao slowly put the cup on the table and whispered: "A cup of good tea, what a pity."
In the private room, Zhou Yuan's men were all the best thugs of the Little Sword League.
Unfortunately, they encountered the elite blood killers of the Wendong Society.
In the face of the blood killers, Zhou Yuan's proud brother was just like an ant, suffering ruthlessly. trampled and massacred.
In the corridor of the private room, Li Shuang and Gao Qiang jointly blocked the left side, while Gesang blocked the right side alone.
The three of them faced more than 200 members of the Little Sword Alliance.
Fortunately, the space in the corridor is small and only allows three people to walk side by side.
Although the opponent has many people, they cannot kill them.
The numerical advantage of the Little Sword Alliance has been greatly weakened.
Even so, looking at the dark heads in the corridor is scary enough.
Li Shuang and Gao Qiang each held a machete in their hands and used their skills to the extreme.
At least a batch of the other party rushed forward, but they worked together to cut back a batch.
In less than five minutes, the corpses under their feet began to pile up.
Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere, blood flowed into rivers, and the white walls on both sides had been dyed red.
If the fierceness of the two of them caused strong psychological pressure on the other party, then Gesang could only be described as fear to the Little Sword Alliance.
Gesang had no weapons in his hands, and he was not particularly good at weapons.
Years of underground fighting had developed his habit of fighting with bare hands.
There were no fewer enemies on the right side of the corridor than on the left, so the pressure faced by Gesang was more than twice as great as that of Li Shuang and Gao Qiang.
Gesang's fist was too hard.
This was the first feeling the Little Sword Alliance had about him.
His punches are not only powerful, but also extremely fast, making it too late for people to dodge, but once they are hit by him.
Broken bones and tendons are inevitable.
A group of people from the Little Sword Alliance fell, and a group was immediately added behind them, as if there was no end.
Kelsang raised his head and advanced instead of retreating, rushing towards the opponent.
"Huh" and "Kaka" Gesang avoided the three knives coming from the front and punched one of them in the chest.
With the sound of bones breaking, the big man fell to the ground on the spot and vomited blood.
Go to hell!"
A big man's eyes turned red, and he aimed at Gesang's weak spot and stabbed him viciously.
Gesang's huge body half-turned deftly, flashing the edge, and then, he grabbed the man's arm with one hand.
With one hand, he clasped the man's neck with his wrist, used both arms to lift him up, aimed at the head that was packed tightly in front of him, and smashed it down with all his strength.
"Click, click, click."
There was a series of breaking sounds, and at least three people's neck bones were smashed.
Looking at the big man in Gesang's hand, there were countless broken bones in the body, and the man had been twisted into a reverse S shape.
He didn't give up, and still held on to the lifeless body.
He was so angry that someone was hit by the vine and was lying on the ground in pain.
It didn't take long, and when each mulberry moved forward 10 meters, more than 20 people were lying on the ground, some were dead, some were unconscious, and some had broken bones and could not stand up and howled loudly.
The Dizi of Xiaodao League had never seen such a brave person before.
They were all frightened and retreated one after another.
The people at the front also tried their best to stand six or seven meters away.
I don't know who shouted in the crowd: "Use a throwing knife" This sentence reminded everyone.
The people of the Little Sword Alliance stopped retreating one after another, raised their swords, and threw them fiercely at Gesang.
In an instant, dozens of flying knives were spinning in the air, whistling and thinking of Gesang flying towards him.
The corridor is small, and the environment that was beneficial to me a moment ago suddenly turned into a disadvantage.
Gesang had no way to escape, so he could only reluctantly get out of the way of his vital points.
More than a dozen flying knives were shot at him, and seven or eight cuts were made on his body.
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Seeing that this trick was effective, the originally low morale of the Little Knife Alliance immediately became high.
Many people began to shout: "He is injured, he is injured, everyone continues to use flying knives."
Everyone looked at the wounds on his body, and the blood of Wai Liu made his wild nature fully explode.
He roared, strode to the door of a private room, and clasped the door panel with both hands.
As he shouted, there was a squeaking sound, and the door panel half a finger thick was torn off by him.
At this time, the second round of flying knives from the Little Knife Alliance came again.
Gesang looked at the tree in front of him and pounced, pounced, pounced.
Dozens of flying steel knives either stabbed the door or bounced to the ground.
I never made it to Kelsang again.
Everyone in the Little Sword Alliance was so frightened that they secretly asked in their hearts, is this big man still a human being?
The door panel weighing two hundred kilograms of prize money was pulled down like this.
If they didn't see it with their own eyes, no one would believe it.
Before they could react, Gesang strode towards the opponent.
At the same time, the door panel in his hand rounded, aimed at the densely populated area of the opponent, and smashed it down with all his strength.
"Crack" was like a fly swatting at a fly.
Gesang's door panel fell down, and several people's heads were smashed open.
The brains and blood stained the door panel red and white.
After seeing it, many people couldn't help squatting on the spot and vomiting, while more people were scared out of their wits and turned around and ran back.
Gesang was like a wounded tiger at this time, waving the solid wooden door panel in his hand, smashing and shooting people when he saw them.
He rushed over all the way, chasing everyone in the Little Sword Alliance until they had no way to go up to the sky, and no way to go down to the ground. , crying for father and mother, causing countless casualties.
There are many gangs in the underworld, and there are even more fierce generals.
They can defeat more than a hundred enemies with one person's power.
This is unprecedented in the underworld and has never been done since.
This battle has also laid the foundation for the underworld.
Kelsang's status in the Wendong Society.
This is the embodiment of strength.
There are always many people in the world complaining that they were born at the wrong time, their talents were not recognized, and they are not reused.
However, if you are really a pearl, there will be a day when your yurt will shine.
Blaming everything is just a sign of incompetence.
People are destined to never be reused
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