He said this to the lieutenant, so his voice was not loud. Four elite thugs from Wendong who had not heard him saw him coming, of course he pushed his sword forward.

Unfortunately, the four brothers had not even walked through ten moves in total, and they were lying in a pool of blood. And they were very cruel, and the swords were all for the vitals. Two of these four brothers died on the spot, and the other two were seriously injured. If they were not sent to the hospital as soon as possible, they would probably not be able to survive.

"M, I'm deaf. I'm looking for Xie Wendong, Xiaoyu and Xiaozhe get out of here." Guijiaoqi said arrogantly.

Seeing this guy so arrogant, everyone's lungs were pissed off. You traitor, you even betrayed and betrayed the lawless.

Seeing that the brother suffered a loss, the others stopped doing it, they all rushed forward and prepared to fight.

At this time, Xie Wendong said in a stern voice: "Get back, I'll chop him alive."

When the boss heard the words, the brothers retreated unwillingly.

The ghost feet and seven nostrils were facing the sky, looking arrogant. Under the protection of his subordinates, they came to Xie Wendong: "Boss Xie, you have old arms and legs, so don't beat him. If you surrender, I promise not to touch you a hair."

"It's really a toad yawning, it's up to you?" The lieutenant was really happy by this idiot. Brother Dong's skills are also first-class. Isn't it a fool to be able to beat Brother Dong with just him?

Of course, it is normal for him to think so. After all, Xie Wendong has been struggling between life and death for almost twelve years. If he had been missed, could he survive until now?

However, the thoughts of these traitors in front of him were the opposite of his.

Xie Wendong may be very powerful, but Ghost Foot Seven is not a mud. He can become one of the twelve major players of the Bamboo League and be selected to join the Wendong Association headquarters, so he naturally has his own extraordinary skills.

Originally, the lieutenant wanted to participate in the battle, but now after hearing what Xie Wendong said, he just needs to give up.

He stood aside and said heavily to the ghost scoundrel in front of him: "Boy, let my brother Dong kill you myself." Then, he leaned into Xie Wendong's ear and whispered: "Brother Dong, be careful, don't be fooled by this boy."

Xie Wendong smiled indifferently, held the handle of the slashing knife in both hands, narrowed his eyes, and nodded: "It's just a jumping clown who can't reach the elegance of the great hall."

"Yes, yes, it's just a clown jumping." The lieutenant replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Wendong's eyes, which had originally squinting, suddenly widened, and his body had already turned into a sharp sword, rushing towards Ghost Foot Qi with murderous aura.

Ghost Foot Qi worked at the headquarters of the Wendong Association for a while and heard other Wendong Association disciples talk about it, saying that their leader Xie Wendong is also very good at it. But after all, he has never seen it before. The mentality of a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger made him disapprove.

However, when Xie Wendong really fought with him, he was immediately surprised. Xie Wendong's speed, explosive power, and moves were much more powerful than he imagined.

When they were in action, a fierce conflict broke out in front of the Wendonghui headquarters. This time, the rebels led by the square-faced man of the Bamboo League (the rebels included the destroyed Bamboo League, Xinyi'an, 14k, and some small gangs that expressed their surrender to the Wendonghui or Hongmen, totaling about 1,000 people) were fighting against the guards who came to the Wendonghui to guard.

The two sides fought each other in close combat, and they were indistinguishable, and they both had the sensation of eating each other in one bite. Because of this, the battle on the spot was extremely bloody and cruel.

What Wen Donghui is worried about is that the headquarters will be lost for the second time. If that is true, it would be embarrassing to throw it to my grandma's house, and it would be a community.

What the rebels were worried about was that the reinforcements of Wendonghui arrived. Although many people were drunk and had no combat effectiveness at that feast just now. However, this does not mean that there were no ones in Wendonghui or Hongmen. Less than ten kilometers below this, there was a large base of Wendonghui, with more than a thousand people inside.

Even if they set up thousands of roadblocks on this twenty-kilometer road and let them walk over, it would not take an hour.

Within an hour, kill the two hundred Wendonghui disciples on duty in front of you, and capture Xie Wendong's core cadres. If it's best, then set a fire at the Wendonghui headquarters and slap Xie Wendong in the face.

It takes time to do these things.

In other words, there is not much time left for the rebels.

Let’s talk about Xie Wendong’s attack first, first trotting all the way, and then, less than two meters away from Ghost Foot Qi, suddenly jumped, and his body flew more than one meter high, aiming at Ghost Foot Qi’s head and slashed with all his strength.

Buzz! The strong wind hangs on the mountain knife, turning into a vicious electric fire.

Ghost Foot Qi was extremely shocked when he heard the wind. He was not very sure about taking this move, so he quickly chose a more conservative way of playing - dodging.

With a "click" sound, Xie Wendong's knife wiped Guijiaoqi's shoulder and slashed hard on the round table next to him.

The huge round table was shocked by him, and the pots, pans and leftovers on it exploded like fireworks. Looking at the table behind the adult slap, he actually penetrated it with him.

Ghost Foot Qi was shocked, but he reacted very quickly. While Xie Wendong had not yet withdrawn his knife, the machete in his hand took Xie Wendong's head.

"Brother Dong, be careful." The sixth tour brothers couldn't help but feel a little worried about Xie Wendong. This person is indeed not comparable to ordinary gangsters.

Xie Wendong raised a curve at the corner of his mouth, and avoided the attack of Guijiaoqi in a chic manner.

Before the other party could react, Xie Wendong swept out the hilt in his hand and made the other party's stomach. Seeing that he was coming, Ghost Foot Qi was so scared that he didn't dare to take it. He hurriedly turned sideways and avoided his sharpness. Then he stabbed Xie Wendong forward with the momentum and stabbed Xie Wendong's stomach with the other way.

Xie Wendong sneered, and kicked with extremely exaggerated movements, hitting the other party's blade.

Hiss, the direction of the machete stab was tilted by him, and the blade almost passed through Xie Wendong's ribs. The latter didn't even look at it, and slashed with a backhand and another slash.

Before Guijiaoqi could take a breath, his body was not stable. The mountain knife in Xie Wendong's hand roared like a shadow.

At the beginning, the two sides fought to the point where they were evenly matched.

However, as the battle continues, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides quickly appear. Fighting, not only can anyone win if they have a big fist. This also includes experience, strength, luck, tricks, etc.
Chapter completed!