Xie Wendong led his capable brothers to Huanglong, but he was not blind.
Zhang Bingquan of the Qing Gang did not complete the task of annexing Keelung Tangkou.
With the frequent success reports in other places, he must be so angry that he wants to take over his own Tangkou in one fell swoop.
And Gao Qiang, Zhang Yanjiang, Huang Yaner and others in the hall are not simple characters.
To ensure nothing goes wrong, manpower must be deployed to the maximum extent possible.
Therefore, Xie Wendong dared to resort to such a risky strategy.
Facts also confirmed that Xie Wendong’s conjecture was correct.
The intelligence from the dark group also showed that the Qing Gang mobilized all this time and spent a lot of money.
Liu Bo's intelligence also showed that there are currently only three to four hundred people in the Keelung Hall of the Qing Gang.
The group of people walked through two streets, and at some point more people appeared around them.
One by one, two by three, people from all over the place gathered together, reaching seventy or eighty people.
These people are different from other Wen Donghui brothers.
The clothes of the Wendonghui brothers are all the same color, and these people's clothes are either white or black.
What's more, what's creepy is that their clothes all smell like messengers from hell.
No one could really see what they looked like.
Under the two different masks, the only thing exposed to the air was a pair of burning, fierce eyes.
Mountain knives and Tang knives gather here to form a forest of knives.
He rushed up the handle of the knife, and the handle was filled with cold light.
These people are none other than members of the white-clad Blood Killer and black-clad Dark Team members who make the enemy's hair stand on end.
As the two sharp knives under Xie Wendong, they only need one person to interpret the charm of death.
Now, with so many people gathering together, it is destined to be a bloody storm.
Speeding in, cutting through the air, their aura changed, and they jumped onto the car at the intersection with almost perfect movements.
Xie Wendong pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, the tip of the steel knife facing down, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the murderous god suddenly appeared.
Everyone sat in three cars, and the cars were covered with tarpaulins, which were completely covered.
The big words "Happiness Moving Company" on the tarp served as a disguise for a group of devils, and just like that, the three moving company cars slowly drove towards the Qing Gang's territory.
The night is as peaceful as usual, but tonight's battle is destined to be turbulent.
After driving for almost half an hour, the car suddenly stopped.
"Brother Dong, we're here."
Liu Bo leaned over and whispered to Xie Wendong.
Xie Wendong slowly opened his eyes and said quietly: "Okay, now all we have to do is wait.
Wait for Qiangzi to fight Zhang Bingquan."
Liu Bo nodded and held the steel knife in his hand tighter.
Zhang Bingquan did not disappoint Xie Wendong and led a vast army towards the entrance of Hongmen Hall.
He gave death orders to all his men.
In today's battle, they must take down the hall and kill Gao Qiang, Zhang Yanjiang and others.
However, before they reached their destination, they were ambushed by Gao Qiang and others.
Gao Qiang's sudden attack caught Zhang Bingquan off guard.
Zhang Bingquan hurriedly asked people to get out of the car to fight.
Gao Qiang and the Qing Gang were involved, and the news reached Liu Bo immediately.
Through Liu Bo's mouth, Xie Wendong also knew the situation there.
Time waits for no one.
If you don't take action at this time, it is the right time to take action.
Xie Wendong immediately ordered an attack.
The engines of the three "Happiness Moving Company" vehicles started, and with three whooshing sounds, they quickly stopped in front of the gate of the Qinggang Hall.
The young man from the Qing Gang who was in charge of guarding saw that something was wrong and ran over immediately.
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"Hey, hey, who are you?"
Four young men from the Youth Gang, dressed in security uniforms and holding batons, immediately surrounded them.
Xie Wendong opened the window and said with a sinister smile: "We are moving things."
"What are you moving?
I haven't heard of anything being moved.
I touched the back of my head, feeling very strange.
"Moving dead people."
Xie Wendong's expression did not change, but his tone was unusually cold.
Before the boy could recover, Xie Wendong pulled out the blade and stabbed it out from the car window.
The machete in his hand reflected the dazzling white light refracted by the moonlight, penetrating into the younger brother's pupils.
Along with the moonlight, the tip of the knife also forced its way into the younger brother's throat.
"It's the enemy."
The younger brother vomited blood from his mouth and tightly grasped Xie Wendong's machete and shouted in pain.
His voice was very low.
That was because his trachea was cut and his system was destroyed.
Xie Wendong smiled evilly and retracted the machete along the original path.
"Chichichi"'s blood seemed to be released, flying out along the big hole poked by the machete.
The blood turned into a dance of blood and spread out, immediately covering the car window glass, hood, and cement road.
Of course, 60 percent of the blood spurted into the cab.
Xie Wendong was sitting in the back row.
At most, the blood was sprayed on his arms, but not much on his body.
The most painful thing is the golden eye in the driving position.
He was completely drenched in the blood mist, and his face, hands, and body were all covered in blood, which was the true meaning of "burning in blood."
Without caring too much, Xie Wendong quickly opened the door and jumped out of the car.
Yuan Tianzhong, Jinyan and others were not slow either.
The moment Xie Wendong got off the bus, they also left their seats.
Pushing aside the body blocking the car door, the group of people brandished machetes and forced their way in.
At this time, the elite members of the Xuesha and Dark Group also jumped out of the car.
The other three people were frightened.
When they saw the enemies descending from the sky, the first reaction in their minds was to run.
As soon as they turned around, they didn't even care that the baton had dropped, and started to run towards the entrance of the hall.
While running, he shouted: "There are enemies, there are enemies."
Of course these people would not tolerate them shouting like this without anyone giving orders.
Several dark group brothers waved their hands, and a dagger appeared in their palms.
He waved his hand again, and the dagger in his palm disappeared.
Under the powerful impact, the dagger cut through the cold air and flew straight towards the running boys.
A nearly perfect straight line, several young men were stabbed in the heart, and fell to the ground after being stabbed.
Xie Wendong shouted: "Kill" "Kill" everyone roared in unison, the blades scratched the ground and sparks burst out.
Waves of air formed from bursts of shouting, one after another, rushing towards the entrance of the Qinggang Hall.
As soon as they finished speaking, these people's bodies were like cheetahs, whipping up a whirlwind and rushing towards the youth from the Youth Gang.
Before the enemy could reach him, Xie Wendong waved with one hand and made a chopping motion.
The machete moves in the air to form a line, and the line moves to form a surface, leaving clear traces.
The feeling was like burning incense swaying in the dark night, whirring together into a line.
Traces appeared, which shows Xie Wendong's speed.
With his fast speed and amazing explosive power, Xie Wendong's first knife struck the neck of the first Qing Gang boy who rushed up.
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It has never been so simple.
The machete seems to pass through the opponent's neck without any blockage, separating the head from the opponent's body.
Feeling his head light up, the Qinggang boy's eyes widened.
At this moment, the enemy's expression was carved in Xie Wendong's mind, his eyes were distracted, and his attack posture remained.
Just such a simple expression, Xie Wendong is enough to judge this person's life or death.
He didn't pause much and rushed forward again.
The people who followed up from the Qing Gang saw the scene in front of them, their bodies froze, and they stopped suddenly.
The severed heads were scattered like a collapsed house, irreversible.
All this was seen by the Qing Gang and feared in their hearts.
"Who the hell is this person?"
Someone said this with his voice and body trembling.
No one told them the identity of the visitor.
The visitor just relied on the steel knife in his hand to tell them that we were here to kill people.
Xie Wendong didn't say much, he just used the machete's bravery and strength to its fullest advantage.
Every swing of the knife was aimed at the vital points of the young gangster.
Xie Wendong made a good start.
Although the opponent's individual combat was far from his own opponent, the dark group and the blood-killing brothers did not stop the pace of killing.
Several black shadows and white images of hungry wild wolves rushed into the defenseless sheep.
For a time, the Green Gang camp was in chaos.
These people were like tied lambs waiting to be slaughtered, unable to escape the fate of death.
With one knife thrown out, blood splattered three feet.
In the hands of these people, the machete will maximize the attack power.
The bloody sword was swung around, killing the opponents and turning them upside down.
As soon as they came into contact with their opponents, the Green Gang members immediately realized that they were far from their opponents.
Therefore, they were defeated all the way before they could form an effective defensive formation.
Xie Wendong led the brothers No. 70 and 80, as if they were in an uninhabited area, and forced their way in.
"What's going on downstairs?
What happened?"
Hearing the chaos downstairs, the leader of the Qing Gang said anxiously.
Everyone present, like him, had been staying in the conference room, so how could they know what was going on downstairs.
Young cadres, you look at me and I look at you, looking at a loss.
Answering questions and answering questions, just when they felt very strange, a dark-colored and anxious boy stumbled in.
The younger brother held his thighs with his hands, bent down and gasped loudly: "Brother Zhuge, the enemy, the enemy is coming."
"Ah, the enemy is coming."
The young cadres present were all in disbelief.
The enemy was coming.
How could this be possible?
Didn't Brother Zhang lead a large number of brothers to seize the last territory of Hongmen?
They no longer had any place to resist the attack, so why did they come here?
Isn't this looking for death?
The person in charge calmed down and asked again: "How many enemies have come?"
The younger brother answered accurately: "Eighty-two people."
"Damn it, eighty-two people scared you like this.
Are you too lazy or too idiots?"
A cadre next to the person in charge said sternly.
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The younger brother felt very aggrieved.
He looked embarrassed and said hurriedly: "They are too powerful, our people can't stop them at all.
Judging from the situation, it should be Xie Wendong's white-clothed blood-killing and black-clothed dark groups."
"What?"
Upon hearing these two familiar names, the cadres in the conference room almost fell down from their chairs.
In surprise, some people said it was impossible
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