"A person like you is not worthy of being killed by my sword."
Yuan Tianzhong said in a low voice, pacing.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me."
He Dong sensed the other party's murderous intention and hurriedly crawled backwards, not even wanting to kill the assassin beside him.
The dignified senior members of the Youth Gang were so "scared" that they even gave up the guy.
This scene shocked everyone present.
For everyone at the scene, weapons mean survival.
Without them, it is almost the same as seeking death.
Just when the hearts of everyone in the Qing Gang were being pulled, no one saw that an extremely sharp dagger had slipped into his palm.
As long as Yuan Tianzhong moves closer, he can take him by surprise and secretly strike.
He Dong's deliberate pretense indeed deceived Yuan Tianzhong's eyes.
But just when a hint of cunning flashed in the former's eyes, Yuan Tianzhong suddenly stopped.
His eyes fell on Yuan Tianzhong for a while, and he heard his opponent shout: "Bring me a knife, he is not worthy of dying under my soft sword."
"Yes, Brother Tianzhong."
A round-faced man from Longtang rushed over with his chest exposed and his body covered in blood.
Yuan Tianzhong glanced at the big man and said, "Bring your knife and I will kill him."
"Why bother, brother?
Just leave such a small role to me."
Before Yuan Tianzhong could speak, he picked up the knife and raised it high.
When the round-faced man quickly ran up to Ho Tung and wanted to kill him with a knife, something strange happened.
Ho Tung, who looked like a sick dog just now, suddenly pounced like a tiger.
"Be careful!"
Yuan Tianzhong was shocked and warned loudly.
But it was already too late at this time.
The moment He Dong jumped up, his hands started to move.
He grabbed the round-faced man's right hand with one hand and sent the sharp dagger into the man's chest with the other hand.
The poor Wen Donghui brother didn't even know what was going on.
He just felt a tightness in his chest, and then he didn't know anything else.
Yuan Tianzhong was furious when he saw his brothers blocking He Dong's vicious attack for him.
He quickly grasped the sword again and charged forward quickly.
After killing the big man from Longtang, He Dong quickly dodged the machete in his hand and dragged his body like a stairwell.
All this, although complicated to describe, happened in the blink of an eye.
While speaking, Yuan Tianzhong had already raised his body and killed him.
How long can Ho Tung, who has been fighting for so long and was seriously injured, drag his body around and run?
Before he reached the stairs, Yuan Tianzhong's software came over.
There was only a thud, and the sharp sword tip pierced He Dong's back shoulder, and then poked out from the front.
His body suffered another fatal blow, which would kill He Dong.
He only heard a muffled cry from him, and his body suddenly stiffened and stopped.
It was too late, but it was too soon.
Just when Yuan Tianzhong sheathed his sword and wanted to attack He Dong's back, Chen Yaojin suddenly appeared halfway.
A middle-aged man nearly two meters tall rolled up his sleeves, rushed in front of Yuan Tianzhong, and blocked his way.
"Take Brother He away quickly, I'll deal with him."
The middle-aged man turned his head and said fiercely.
After watching this, the two youth gang members quickly gave up fighting and ran over in a few steps.
Without saying a word, he picked up He Dong and walked upstairs.
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The other party blocked the way, and Yuan Tianzhong, who was anxiously waiting for revenge, had no time to spend with him here.
After shouting: "Asshole, get out of here", the two fought together.
Although the middle-aged man has the strength of an ordinary man, his body and skills are below average.
How can he be the opponent of a top killer like Yuan Tianzhong.
Within five moves of the fight, the middle-aged man's big, downy hand was cut to the ground with a clatter.
There was another scream, and the middle-aged man felt his body light up, and his eyes suddenly darkened. .
Yuan Tianzhong flashed his sword twice, once slicing the middle-aged man's eyes, and again completely cutting off the middle-aged man's head.
When the severed heads with neat wounds rolled down to the feet of several people at the top of the stairs, they could no longer bear the shock in their hearts and rushed upstairs as if their buttocks were on fire.
During this period, someone's weapon dropped, and he didn't dare stop to pick it up.
They just kept shouting loudly: "Run, big brother, go upstairs.
The shouts of the two people quickly spread among the Qing Gang's battle formation.
When they heard that the big brother ran upstairs, the gang members on the fourth floor rushed towards the stairs.
The mouth gushed out.
Crowding, stampeding, shouting, and complaints all mixed together.
Such a chaotic scene was simply a big favor to the brothers of the Wendong Society.
They were not in a hurry to go upstairs to hunt down Ho Tung, but just launched an encirclement and suppression campaign against these people.
The feeling of killing with your buttocks is really great.
When the blade of the sword is roaring and the beautiful blood dance is cut, the humanity is wiped out to the extreme.
This extreme brings people excitement and pleasure.
Green Gang members were slashed and killed in droves, and the laughter of the Wendong Hui brothers gathered into a death song.
The reminder song started, drawing away the resentful souls one by one.
Soon, the fourth floor of the Qinggang Hall was completely captured.
I thought that the resistance on the fifth and sixth floors would be as fierce as before, and everyone was already prepared to fight to the death.
However, upon arriving at the fifth floor, the Green Gang members not only failed to form their own defense, but instead scrambled to save their own lives.
Although it feels a little strange, such a good opportunity cannot be missed.
Yuan Tianzhong immediately ordered a comprehensive strangulation of the Green Gang members, leaving no one behind.
The screams once again echoed through the entire building, and the bodies fell on the ground emitting a fishy smell that was extremely disgusting.
While Yuan Tianzhong was killing the enemy, he was forcing the Green Gang members He Dong to run away.
After several urgings, he finally got the news of He Dong's escape.
Following the direction of the Qinggang boy, he ran to a bedroom on the fifth floor.
Not daring to be careless in the slightest, his nerves were tense.
But after checking, he didn't see anyone in the bedroom, but a group of broken steps on the windowsill caught his attention.
"No, He Dong ran away."
Yuan Tianzhong was shocked and hurriedly lowered his head and looked out the window.
Then the light from the building shone, and he found a quilt tied in knots, and went to the second floor.
Downstairs on the first floor is a thick Simmons bed.
Needless to say, He Dong and others must have run away from here.
With a loud curse, Yuan Tianzhong turned around and ran out of the bedroom.
He shouted loudly: "He Dong has run away.
Surrender without killing."
"He Dong ran away.
Surrender without killing."
"He Dong ran away.
Surrender without killing."
The younger members of the Wendong Society spread the word over and over again, and soon the news was known to most of the younger members of the Youth Gang.
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The elder brother has run away, which is a big deal.
Seeing their panicked companions and ferocious enemies, the Green Gang thugs no longer had any reason to persist.
At first, a few young men from the Wendong Society pretended to be members of the Youth Gang and surrendered.
Seeing someone surrendering, the Qing Gang members didn't think too much.
Now that the bosses are gone and some people have taken the lead in surrendering, why don't you beat me up?
With such an idea, it is incredible that the surrender of the Youth Gang boys has become a reality.
When these youths from the Youth Gang who were still able to fight slowly moved in front of the big man from the Wendong Association because their inner defenses collapsed, a sense of fear arose spontaneously.
It was an icy coldness that ran from the soles of my feet to my hair, a kind of unspeakable touching in my heart.
"Plop, plop," people knelt down in front of Yuan Tianzhong one after another.
The youths from the Qing Gang knelt down and begged for mercy.
At this time, Yuan Tianzhong was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed.
Behind him stood many big men from the Wendong Society who looked intimidating.
The blood on the machete slowly fell to the ground, making a dripping sound
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