"Woooo" The weird female voice came from all around the forest.
Some of the boys even vaguely saw white things floating in the woods.
The white shadow moved very fast, and in just the blink of an eye, it flashed from one end of the woods to the other.
The wind is getting stronger.
The leaves in the woods whistled in the sway of the wind.
The car glass was blown by the strong wind, making a ghost-like sound.
This horrific scene made everyone's nerves almost collapse.
"Who are you coming out?
Han?"
Several younger brothers took courage and shouted loudly.
No one answered.
What answered him was the whistling of the wind.
The sun was already halfway exposed at this time, but it did not bring light or security to the people present.
A large dark cloud floated in from nowhere, completely covering the sun that was about to rise just now.
"Come out here."
One of the boys looked panicked, and in an extremely nervous situation, he fired.
Guns were fired, bullets fired into the woods.
Several blackbirds were frightened and flew out.
This silent scene lasted for several minutes.
A few minutes later, another strange sound came from the woods.
However, this time it was not crying, but laughter.
A very cold laugh.
"Ah...
I can't stand it anymore."
A young man shook his head and pulled the trigger desperately.
As long as one person made such a move of resistance, the others would naturally respond accordingly, using gunshots to drive away the fear in their hearts.
For a time, the sound of "bang bang bang" gunshots was heard.
"Don't waste bullets."
Seeing this situation, the deputy hall leader was shocked.
Use all the bullets at this time.
If a large number of enemies appear, your side will not even be able to stand in front of the opponent, and there will be nothing to deter them.
But at this time, they were already close to crazy.
What's more, the gunfire almost covered up the hall master's voice.
Seeing that his subordinates ignored his orders.
The gunshots continued.
"Stop it.
Han" the deputy hall leader was furious and pressed down the gun of a young man next to him.
It was too fast.
When the deputy hall master pressed down the gun of the young man, he had not yet reacted.
The finger still pulled the trigger.
The "Peng" bullet penetrated the younger brother's feet and exited through the soles of his feet.
Such a close distance.
The bullet not only passed through the flesh and blood, but also penetrated deeply into the mud.
Who can bear the pain of broken bones?
The young man stumbled and fell to the ground.
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At the same time, a sound like a killing pig came out of his mouth.
The deputy hall master did not expect such a result.
After being stunned for a while, he came back to his senses.
He quickly squatted down to check his injuries.
After hearing the screams, the others focused their attention on the deputy hall master.
The deputy hall leader shouted: "Stop it.
Save some bullets."
Only then did they really hear the deputy hall master's order.
They put away their guns helplessly, and everyone looked at the injured brother with strange expressions.
The noisy woods have returned to their former tranquility.
"Zhang Qing, my performance is over, now it's time to see the real swordsmanship with them."
Li Songda threw away the thin string in his hand and ended the call with Xiong Zhangqing.
On the other end of the thin line, a beautiful white dress also fell to the ground.
Xiong Zhangqing shook his head helplessly and said happily: "This guy is probably driving the people of Han Hongmen crazy."
Of course there are no ghosts in this world.
Everything is because Han Hongmen has an enemy who loves magic.
That young man with a pretty figure, Li Songda.
Under his scene layout, the bullets in Han Hongmen's hands were almost worn out easily.
Han Hongmen now has no chance of defeating the enemy.
Of course, what's even more terrible is that their spirits are already in a trance.
Li Songda, who led the team, knew that such an enemy was no longer worthy of taking action.
"Brother Han Hongmen.
How do you like our gift?"
A young man's voice came from one end of the road.
Young people use Chinese.
Most Korean Hongmen are native Koreans, and only a handful of them can understand Chinese.
But the deputy hall master could understand.
It was only conditional that the hall master raised his gun.
"Peng" a crisp gunshot sounded at the moment he raised his hand.
A bullet flew over and hit the hand holding the gun.
The pitch-black pistol fell to the ground with difficulty.
"If you want to play with guns, I'll accompany you."
A young man in black appeared in front of the Korean deputy hall leader, holding a pistol in his hand.
The pistol still held the same position as when it was fired.
Presumably the bullet just now was fired from this gun.
Then the deputy hall master held back the severe pain in his hand and did not cry out.
Just a humming sound coming from the nostrils.
His eyes were fixed on the other person, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
There were not many people behind the young man.
At a glance, there were only about thirty people.
These people were dressed in black and held large machetes in their hands.
From their strong bodies and stern expressions on their faces, Han Hongmen's younger brother could feel that these people were not simple.
I'm afraid it will be difficult for me and my brothers to get through this hurdle today.
Thinking of this, many Han Hongmen disciples clenched the machetes in their hands.
"Who among you?"
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Knowing that the other party must be Xie Wendong's person, the deputy hall master still asked knowingly.
"We," the young man said happily, showing a row of white teeth, "are the ones who send you on your way."
After hearing the young man's words, the deputy hall master's expression changed slightly.
His teeth also chattered as he bit them.
The injury on his hand also became more painful due to his emotion.
The deputy hall leader went crazy and said: "Kill him for me.
Hurry, kill him for me."
Han The younger brothers have not recovered from the terrifying feeling for a while.
After just a brief pause, I heard a sentence.
"Hmph, you want to kill me.
Just take care of yourself and see if you can get out alive."
While talking, the thirty or so big men suddenly made a move.
When this action was completed, the disciples of Han Hongmen saw no longer the same group of people.
What they saw was a group of bloodthirsty demons.
In less than a second, a mask appeared on their faces.
A mask that is extremely scary to the disciples of Han Hongmen.
The extremely exaggerated eyebrows and the huge red mouth, outlined in black and white ink, represent the most terrifying god of death.
Seeing the devil-like thing in front of them frightened some people in Han Hongmen.
Some of the younger brothers' hands holding weapons were visibly trembling.
For the arrogant Koreans, how could they know that China still has this thing.
However, this kind of thing is not unfamiliar to Han Hongmen disciples from China.
It's even common.
The masks on their faces are none other than opera masks.
And the weird action they just made is exactly one of the unique skills of China's Sichuan Opera - face changing.
Of course, all this.
The local gangsters in South Korea don’t know.
When more than thirty people, striding in neat steps, rushed towards them quickly.
Han Hongmen's brothers finally recovered from their fear.
Just out of the instinct of survival, he picked up the knife and fought.
Thirty people versus three or four hundred people, one is worth ten in a true sense.
This is something that even ordinary people would not dare to think about.
Even if they are defeated, even if their boss is seriously injured, even if they are desperate.
They will not be afraid of this mere thirty people.
However, this situation really happened today.
Three or four hundred people, in front of thirty or forty people.
The fight was haphazard.
Chaos.
Death and fear have completely destroyed their will, which is why they are still fighting.
It is entirely based on physical instinct that I am struggling to persevere.
In the fight, what you see most is not one person fighting with another person, but one person chasing and slashing at several people.
"Don't mess up, everyone, don't mess up."
Han ot, the deputy hall leader, shouted loudly, but at this time, he alone could not control the situation.
There was a flash of swords and blood, and in just a few minutes, there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground.
The blood immediately formed a stream.
The deputy hall master's shout did not stop the disadvantage, but attracted Li Songda's attention.
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Originally, Li Songda had no intention of doing it himself.
The task given to him by Xie Wendong was to force these people to the nearby hill.
The matter is settled.
As for personnel, if you can't help but kill them, don't kill them.
After all, Xie Wendong wanted to use them as bait.
Without enough bait, big fish will not come.
But this Korean is so annoying.
When the battle started, I could hear him chattering in Korean like bird language.
This made Li Songda very unhappy.
There was no way, some people wanted to die.
There was nothing he could do.
He pulled out a small dagger from his waist, jumped up, and rushed to the side of the deputy hall master.
Li Songda is the kind of person who doesn't play by common sense.
Only he would think of applying face-changing to the underworld.
The two highest-ranking eldest brothers are fighting each other, and they should at least meet each other.
But luckily he didn't even say hello, he just stabbed me when he mentioned it.
Li Songda's strength is marksmanship, but his physical skills are still relatively weak.
But that's only relative.
When fighting the deputy hall leader whose hand was injured, he still had the upper hand.
After just a dozen moves, the deputy hall master had a few more bloodstains on his body.
Moreover, toward the end, the frequency of injuries became more and more frequent, almost one stabbing would occur every two times.
If this continues, the deputy hall master won't live long.
However, at this time, another group of people appeared.
These people are more numerous and more complete.
There should be hundreds of them.
When Li Songda saw this group of people, his eyes glowed with gold.
He lost his strength and retreated.
Looking at the hall master again, he was also shocked.
Everyone, San Shao will update a chapter today.
The weather is so cold.
It's several degrees below zero on this melting snow day.
You can't stand without shaking.
All ten of my fingers and toes were stiff.
This novel took me five hours to complete.
It was still done under the quilt.
I will still write at night, but it’s hard to say whether I can update it.
If the second chapter is not updated before ten o'clock in the evening, you don't have to wait.
I hope you all understand. well.
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