Seeing someone blocking the way, a bodyguard yelled: "Get out of here, you don't want to live anymore."
The bodyguard spoke in Mongolian, and the six people listened indifferently.
"Who are you?"
One of the bodyguards saw that the other party had an oriental face, so he spoke fluent Chinese naturally.
At this time, the black shadow said: "Kill your people."
The mouths of the six people were covered by black masks.
From the sound alone, it was basically judged that they were saying these words.
However, these are not important.
Someone important is going to be in trouble.
Mandu Ratu winked and asked the bodyguard next to him who they were.
The bodyguard turned his head and said, "Yes, the enemy."
"Enemies" Mandu Ratu focused his attention on the men in black in the row in front of him again.
"Who are you, and what hatred do we have?"
Although Meng couldn't understand what he said, even a fool could guess it.
Someone from the mysterious man in black replied: "For a dead man, why does he need to know so much."
Among the several bodyguards, only one could understand Chinese.
When the bodyguard heard the word dead, his forehead immediately became sweaty.
Seeing the stunned bodyguards, Mandu Ratu asked anxiously: "Who are they?"
But just as the bodyguard was about to open his mouth, a gleaming flying knife rushed over.
The man in black was far away from the bodyguard, but even so, the dagger was still completely submerged in the flesh and blood.
The great strength is evident.
The bodyguard fell to the ground with a cry.
Mandu Latu was completely panicked when he saw the person murdering someone with just a raise of his hand.
He immediately took out his pistol and shouted: "Kill them, kill them."
Meng As he spoke, he pulled the trigger without even taking aim.
"Bang bang bang" gunshots sounded on the beautiful prairie.
Such a stubborn act of resistance poses almost zero threat to the man in black.
Several men in black were seen shaking their bodies slightly, and a huge, long and sharp Mongolian knife was taken out.
Mongolian knives rank among the top ten in the world today.
Its sharpness and the man in black's vigorous skills formed a perfect combination.
Mandu Ratu's bodyguards are not weak, or even very strong.
But in front of these gods of death, their level is just a piece of cake.
"Chichichichi" several sounds of steel cutting flesh were heard, and the three bodyguards were fatally stabbed, their throats sealed with blood.
When he died, he didn't even make a sound.
Just from the incisions of the three fallen corpses, the sound of bloody red liquid gurgling could be heard.
"Ah, you bastards, go to hell."
Meng Mandu Latu went to change the magazine with trembling hands.
However, he never had the chance to activate the second magazine.
A man in black flashed to his side and raised his knife in a muffled voice.
There was a click, and a hand covered in blood and holding a pistol fell to the ground.
Who can bear the pain of a broken hand?
Mandu Ratu fell to the ground and let out a fierce scream.
The man in black handed the Mongolian knife to his neck and said coldly: "Let you clearly understand that we are the secret team of the Wendong Society."
The blade of the knife passed across and the screams stopped abruptly.
The death of five people happened in the blink of an eye.
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It took less than ten minutes for the man in black to disappear.
News of Mandu Ratu's death quickly spread to his gang.
The people of Mandu Latu were very angry when they heard that their boss died unexpectedly.
One of his confidant leaders gathered all the manpower in the gang and vowed to eradicate the Mongolian Hongmen.
Mandu Latu's death was more like a catalyst, accelerating the anti-chaotic alliance's resistance to the Mongolian Hongmen.
The big brothers are in panic.
Who would have thought that a person who was just fine just now would be there.
As soon as he went out, he was killed by the Mongolian Hongmen killers.
The next day, the big brothers of the alliance sent their capable generals and confidants to encircle and suppress Mongolia's Hongmen.
The mighty army numbered five to six thousand.
With a manpower of this size, not to mention a small Mongolian Hongmen, a small Chagan.
Even the army, they can do it.
Under the leadership of the leader Battelle, these five to six thousand people drove cars and rode war horses into formation.
Directly inserted into the Mongolian Hongmen headquarters on the prairie.
The grassland is vast, sparsely populated, and full of wild animals.
The police would never go to a place like this for nothing, so the two sides could fight without restraint.
Hundreds of years ago, Genghis Khan led his cavalry and launched a bloody hegemony on this prairie.
Today, hundreds of years later, they will follow in the footsteps of their ancestors and go to war in today's civilized era.
Battle glanced at the million lions behind him and felt a sense of pride in his heart.
Although he knows that many of these people will not survive today.
"Brother Battle, my brother is ready."
The Mongolian Khan, who had a beard on his face, clenched his fist and said murderously.
He is the backbone of the anti-inquisition alliance.
Now his immediate boss has been killed by the enemy, leaving the gang leaderless.
At this time, if I can avenge my elder brother, then the day when I will become the leader of the gang will be far away.
By that time, even if he succeeds, the old men in the gang won't be able to say anything trivial.
In the car, Battelle replied to the elder brother in the same car.
"Okay, tell the brothers to prepare their guns.
Let's give him a gun battle first."
Meng "Brother Battle, what are you talking about?"
Meng, the bearded man asked in surprise.
He wondered if he had heard wrongly.
It's okay to use a gun.
Barter nodded, indicating that he heard correctly.
"In this battle, either they will die or we will die.
Firearms are the simplest way to deal with the opponent.
There are so many of us, and even with one shot each, their people will be beaten into a hornet's nest."
"But once the gunfight starts, a lot of our brothers will die."
Although the elder brother is not very bright, he is not stupid either.
He knew that once he fired, it would cause a chain reaction.
At that time, it will no longer be a question of a few people dying, but a question of hundreds or thousands of people dying.
Battle nodded heavily and said: "Our alliance this time seems to be connected.
But I am sure that even if the Mongolian Hongmen is solved today, the matter on the road will not be completely settled."
"Why?"
asked the bearded brother.
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Battle pretended to sigh and said: "Many gangs on the grassland are now leaderless.
This is the best time to annex others and expand their territory.
As long as we preserve our strength in this battle, let more The gangs have lost their vitality.
At that time, even if we have no intention of occupying other people's territory, we can still protect ourselves. " "You mean, let the other eldest brothers act as cannon fodder, and we will reap the benefits."
The bearded eldest brother seemed to understand a little bit, and said with a evil smile.
In this world, there is no eternal alliance, only eternal interests.
In the face of huge profits, even brothers may turn against each other
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