When Tang Feng and Luo Sha were flirting, their right hand had already eliminated Luo Xihe and his men.
With the passage of time, almost a third of the living forces of the Tianhe Society have been wiped out, and if nothing else, they will kill the headquarters of the Tianhe Society in the shortest possible time, making Chen Youguang, the bastard, pay the price he deserves.
Under the order of his right hand, Lan Hu counted the people, and there were almost seven hundred people in total.
Except for the one hundred and eighty elite brothers of the Battle Hall who were brought by the right hand at the beginning and are still left today, the rest are the elites of the Flying Sand Gang.
Under the command of the right hand, the team of people and horses rushed to the headquarters of the Tianhe Society.
However, when the whole team was still two miles away from the headquarters of the Tianhe Society, they were stopped.
From the moment he got out of the car, his right hand was carefully looking at the group of people who stopped him on the other side, or he was carefully searching for something.
Soon, when the eyes of his right hand swept over the entire fifteen hundred people, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile in his right hand finally fixed his gaze on a man in black not far away.
Beside this man, there were also two masters who seemed to have some weight.
It seems that the group of people who came to stop them should belong to the Tianhe Society.
In terms of numbers, the Flying Sand Gang doesn't seem to have any advantage.
However, his right hand had great confidence in his brothers, and even if there were 3,000 or 4,000 of them, he had nothing to fear.
"Who is the right-handed person who stands up" The man in black on the opposite side was quite arrogant.
He didn't seem to think that his right hand was anything great, and he didn't think there was anything terrible about the Flying Sand Gang.
Of course, if he knew that Luo Xihe had already died in battle, I am afraid he would not be so careless.
Carelessness is destined to suffer a big loss.
When the two armies clash, suffering a big loss means that many people will die.
"I am the right hand.
Who are you?"
asked the right hand as he looked at each other coldly.
"Grandpa is Chen Dongfang, the son of Chen Youguang, the president of the Tianhe Society" The man in black looked at his right hand in front of him, and his eyes were a little complicated, with both surprise and unspeakable sorrow.
Happily, the right hand is indeed bold, and with a thousand people and horses, he dares to fight with Tianhe with fear, and he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.
As long as you resist this attack of the Flying Sand Gang, as soon as the gangs in your headquarters arrive, your own side will gain an overwhelming advantage, and then it will be your turn to attack again.
However, at this moment, his heart was filled with deep sorrow or unwillingness.
He's always wanted to prove himself, prove his strength, prove what he's capable of.
It is precisely because he is the son of Chen Youguang that the elders of the Tianhe Society and the brothers in the association think that he is the light of Lao Tzu, otherwise, he would never become a hall master of the Tianhe Society.
Of course, it won't be long before he becomes the vice president or even the president of the Tianhe Society.
In the face of these people's doubts, he will of course feel a trace of disdain and pain.
He had to prove to these people that he was capable, and even if he became the president of the Tianhe Society, he did so by his own ability, not by his father's strength.
Once he finds a breakthrough in this long-standing repression, it often causes irreparable disasters For him, and also for the brothers of the Tianhe Society behind him At this moment, his right hand looked at the angry expression on the other party's face, and a faint evil smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "A kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, the waste of more than a thousand Tianhe Society, actually wants to intercept my army."
Are you too confident, or do you guys want you garbage to be cannon fodder to delay us haha, what a bunch of sad guys" A casual ridicule in his right hand happened to poke Chen Dongfang's sore spot, especially being called a kid in front of so many gangs, how could Chen Dongfang's arrogant heart accept it looked at Chen Dongfang, whose face was red and white, and the palm of his right hand was happy, hey, this girl can't stand the stimulation.
The right hand coughed lightly, and continued to stimulate: "I'm thinking about it, your dad must also know that you are not bullshit, just your strength is what kind of typical standing pit does not pull that."
If you can't find an excuse, I'll let you be cannon fodder, the meaning of others is already very clear, that is, let you die yourself.
I said that you are a big man living like this, you still have the face to live, if I do, I will pee and drown.
What a poor fellow, he came over to block the road with a high spirit, and when he grew a beard, he thought you were Zhang Fei" The right hand is more and more energetic the more you talk, and the more you talk, the more addictive it becomes.
The group of brothers of the Flying Sand Gang behind him were stunned by what his right hand said.
The boss is the boss.
This mouth is not covered, look at this posture, you can scold the son of the other party's Tianhe Association president to death Chen Dongfang's chest rose and fell violently, and his gaze seemed to swallow his right hand alive The Tianhe Society behind him looked at his right hand dumbfounded, this is the legendary leader of the Flying Sand Gang, the legendary right hand It looks like "tough".
Chen Dongfang's clenched hands, ten fingers pierced deeply into the flesh of his palm.
Taking two deep breaths in a row, Chen Dongfang tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and said, "Right hand, you are also a hegemon."
You are not afraid of being embarrassed in front of these thousands of people to insult your opponent in such an insult. ” The "opponent" swept Chen Dongfang up and down with his right hand disdainfully.
"It's up to you" "You" Chen Dongfang was furious, and almost rushed over and bit his right hand twice.
A bald man beside him grabbed Chen Dongfang and said in a low voice, "Brother Dong, my right hand is trying to provoke you."
Beware of deception" Chen Dongfang's heart trembled, and he stared at his right hand carefully for a moment.
Perhaps, he really wanted to provoke himself. looked at the brothers beside him with a little gratitude, Liu Neng, one of his most powerful two generals.
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"Right hand, aren't you here to attack the city, why haven't you acted for twenty minutes?
Come, let me Chen Dongfang see how terrifying your godlike right hand is. ” A hint of surprise flashed in the eye of his right hand, why is this guy so irritable for a while, and shrewd for a while.
"Hmph, I want you, a despised guy, to live a little longer."
As he spoke, the right hand of his right hand was raised, and he said in a shocking voice: "Brothers, lift your swords, and let this group of wastes see the bloody nature of our Flying Sand Gang."
For the sake of glory, fight" Everyone roared wildly, shouting "For glory", with a sense of arrogance and bloodiness that rose to the sky, and rushed over to Chen Dongfang and the others on the opposite side. t1706231537: