One against ten thousand

Yang Hua slowly turned his head, looked at Xiao Zhenbei in front of him, and smiled faintly. In fact, in his heart, he didn't know the situation today. The dozen or so fierce men on the other side who had never made a move would definitely not be

He is an easy character to mess with, and there is also the most terrifying fierce man Changsheng next to him. This guy has never made a move. The most important thing is that the other party still has a gun in his hand. He can already feel that no matter what kind of person he is tonight,

As a result, it is estimated that the Xiao family may really be doomed.

I saw a dozen men with fierce looks on the opposite side slowly walking up, all with bright machetes in their hands.

The fierce man Changsheng on the side was admiring this scene with great interest.

Behind him, Ouyang Zhongshi had a smile on his face. He hadn't seen a real fight in many years, and now he could finally see one again, so he looked at the situation in front of him with a smile.

Yang Hua coldly glanced at the dozen men opposite him. He had never felt such a passionate feeling before. At this moment, it was slowly burning from the bottom of his heart. His whole body was like an angry leopard, and he slowly bent over to pick it up.

He grabbed the scar-faced man just now and held the machete that fell on the ground tightly in his hand.

One person is worth twelve.

It really feels like one man is invincible.

The whole scene fell silent for a moment. The smiles on the faces of the dozen or so men were completely gone at this moment. Instead, they looked like cold and creepy beasts, sizing up the prey in front of them. They were already looking at the prey in front of them.

After seeing the strength of the other party, if we were to pick him individually, it is estimated that none of the dozen of us would be able to pass through his hands. But in front of us, if we had more than a dozen of us and picked one of him, there would be only one outcome, that is

He dies.

Slowly walked up and faced Yang Hua.

kill.

With a roar, the first person to rush over was a man wearing a brown leather jacket.

The powerful knife struck Yang Hua on the head as if it was going to chop him in half.

When Yang Hua saw this person coming, he didn't dare to be careless and raised his head to block with his sword.

There was a clang.

Sparks flew.

The two machetes struck each other.

When the first man in brown clothes struck with a knife, the second and third men then came towards Yang Hua with their machetes in their hands.

Yang Hua faced so many opponents at one time, but he remained calm in the face of danger. He raised his left foot and kicked hard at the ankle of the man in the brown leather jacket in front of him.

A scream.

The man in the brown leather jacket had one of his legs kicked off and fell to the ground with a thud. The excruciating pain made the sweat on his face flow down uncontrollably, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.

His eyes radiated a vicious light as he looked at Yang Hua, who was fighting with others.

However, Yang Hua was facing so many people by himself at the moment, thinking that no matter how powerful he was, he would never be able to hold on for such a long time. The only way now was to use deadly moves and try his best to make the opponent fall one by one.

Seeing the machete in his hand moving among the crowd, soon, a second scream came.

It turned out that one of the guys stabbed Yang Hua in the chest and lay on the ground.

At this moment, there was another man who seemed to be red-eyed and rushed toward Yang Hua desperately.

Yang Hua is not a god.

Two fists are no match for four hands, this is a truth that everyone understands.

I saw a guy with small eyes and raised eyebrows. When Yang Hua was not paying attention, he made a sneak attack and slashed Yang Hua's back with a machete.

Yang Hua endured the pain, twisted around, and punched.

Bang.

The guy with small eyes had his nose and face covered in blood and fell to the ground.

He raised his knife and slashed horizontally. A desperate guy who had just rushed up was knocked down by Yang Hua again with a knife. He fell to the ground, his hands covering the thigh that had been slashed, and he was in agony.

At this moment, Yang Hua had killed four people. And he was slashed in the back. The scarlet blood slowly overflowed with his constant exertion, but at this moment, he didn't care about it. The machete in his hand was tightly held tightly.

Holding it in his hand, he looked coldly at the first man in front of him.

The remaining few people looked at the guy in front of them and felt their hearts tremble. Although this guy had been stabbed in the body after a hard fight just now, he looked even more like a beast at the moment. The blazing light in his eyes not only made people...

These guys who have been bleeding all year round were dumbfounded.

And the fierce man Changsheng standing on the side had a lot of fluctuations in his heart. The guy in front of him was really a fierce man. I originally thought that if this fierce attack continued, the guy might fall, but what I didn't expect was that not only did he not

He fell down, and looking at the situation, his momentum at this moment was actually stronger than that of the opponent. His fighting power was even more barbaric. What kind of person was he? A savage?

kill.

Pounce again.

This time, the strong man no longer fought alone. Instead, he rushed up from all directions and slashed at Yang Hua's body with the machete in his hand.

Yang Hua's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, and his blazing eyes were filled with flames.

The machete in his hand was raised.

A scream.

The man who came first was stabbed through the chest by Yang Hua and lay on the ground.

Draw the knife, then chop...

The man who rushed up was also furious at this moment. He didn't care about the life or death of his companions and just rushed up.

I saw that when Yang Hua slashed the opponent's leg with a knife, another person's machete had already slashed hard on his arm.

Yang Hua is a mortal after all.

With that sharp cut of the knife.

With a clang, the machete in Yang Hua's hand fell to the ground, and his arm was cut to a bloody pulp.

At this moment, he was like a crazy tiger. Although the machete in his hand fell off, his fists and two deadly legs made him fight with those men again.

Yang Hua himself is good at fighting skills. Although he was hit by several knives at this moment and the machete fell from his hand, he was not at a disadvantage because of this because he was good at fighting.

He resorted to killing people. At this moment, he didn't care whether to kill or not. He saw a man who saw the machete in Yang Hua's hand falling. He raised the machete in his hand, a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and pointed towards Yang Hua's head.

Chop away.

But he didn't expect that Yang Hua had already seen him out of the corner of his eye.

When he struck with the machete, the machete hit the side of Yang Hua's body close to Yang Hua's scalp.

His hands had already grabbed the guy's arm in a strange way.

There was a click.

Before the man could react, one of his arms was completely disabled.
Chapter completed!