Twenty minutes later, dozens of cars stopped on a dark road, and no less than five or six hundred people were walking down from the car. The leader was a young man covered in blood. The blood stains on his upper body gradually disappeared under the erosion of the rain. Two people covered in blood were also followed behind him. More than five hundred people covered in black veils followed behind them were tall, mighty, and brave.

Two huge container trucks were directly in front of the young man. Flesh and fleshy corpses were everywhere around the truck. The bloody smell in the air was constantly stimulating everyone's olfactory nerves, telling people that there had been an unprecedented fight in this place.

At this moment, the young man walking in front suddenly stopped, trembling all over, and his fists were clenched, and he saw the young man in the lead kneeling on the ground. He burst into tears and whistled to the sky: "My good brother!"

As soon as the leading man knelt down, more than 500 people behind him knelt on the ground with a "pull". The sound of knees hitting the road constantly echoing on the street at midnight, and almost everyone looked ahead with tears in their eyes.

Four big words were written in blood on the body of the container truck directly in front of everyone: Blood debt and blood payment!

Two people were hanging on top of each character, and each of them was hung in the air by a white wool rope that was as thick as a finger. The white wool rope had been stained with blood, and blood was ticking on the rope from time to time.

There are eight people in total in four words, and they are the eight elite soldiers of the War Hall who are covering the retreat with their right hand.

"Find out these people for me right away! I want them to pay their blood debts and blood!" His right hand couldn't help but roar.

At the same time, in a single room of a restaurant, a room full of people sat cross-legged together. Among them, in the hands of a Mitsubishi military stave. Soon, after they finished their meal, they left the restaurant.

The back alley of the restaurant.

A group of people supported one person and sang songs and walked forward swaying. The place where they walked was drunk and the laughter echoed in the small space in the back alley. The man who was held by several people in the middle flashed with a black stick on his back, making it a rare scene in the back alley.

More than ten people and more than twenty eyes were stunned and they didn't see a person slowly walking towards the other end of the alley. The man was tall, dark and gloomy.

"Who are you?" More than ten people saw an unknown man suddenly appearing in front of him, and immediately stopped and asked loudly.

"I want to see the Mitsubishi military spear on his back!" The man in the dark pointed to the stick-like object on the man in the middle.

"Ha...ha..." The smell of wine and meat filled the back alleys on this street, and the laughter contained too much disdain.

"What if I... don't... let me show you?" The person who was being held in the middle broke free from the arms of the person next to him, stood up and said.

"Then I might have to snatch it!" The man's cold voice came from the other end of the street.

But the cold voice did not destroy the proud fireworks on the heads of the group of people at all. A burst of laughter and scolding came from the group of people.

"Aren't you going to rob me, are you? Haha..." The man in the middle seemed to hear the best joke, "Did you hear that he was going to rob me? Haha."

"I heard it, boss! He wants to rob you!"

"Yes! Yes! Boss, should we shout!"

"Yes! Scream! Robbery! Robbery!"

"Someone robbed!"

More than a dozen people who looked like thugs around the man in the middle took the opportunity to make a fuss, and immediately there was a noise in the back alley.

At this moment, the man's face suddenly turned, and his face, which was flushed with alcohol, immediately turned blue. He saw him say viciously: "Boy, if you know the appearance, get out of here."

"I just want to see the Mitsubishi military stent on your back!" said Baihu, who was standing with his head held high on the street, firmly.

"Boy, I'll tell you! If you ask our boss now, you might spare your life." The subordinate behind the man shouted loudly.

"I only look at the Mitsubishi military sect on your back!" Baihu said the same thing.

"I think you are..." Before the three words "Life" in the middle were said, he felt a black shadow flashing in front of him, and a coldness suddenly appeared behind him.

"Not good!" The man immediately sobered up halfway and reached out to touch his back. There was already nothing behind him.

The black shadows stood in front of the Baihu opposite, and they were the purple tigers who had been hiding in the dark with the white tiger. The purple tiger handed the military sect in his hand to the Baihu's hand. The white tiger removed the black cloth covered it, revealing the original appearance of the military sect. The white tiger looked at the military sect and closed its eyes bleakly, and a line of tiger tears slid from the corner of his eyes on the military sect.

Baihu held the military spear tightly in his left hand, suddenly opened his eyes, and anger rose from the bottom of his heart and burst out from his eyes. Baihu slowly turned his head to more than ten men.

"Tell me, where did you get this military assassin?" Bai Hu Han Che's heart-wrenching tone made everyone frightened.

The entire back alley was extremely quiet when Zihu easily took the military sect from the man's back. These people who have been through the world immediately knew that they had met a thrust figure. There were only two people on the other side, and they had an absolute advantage on their side. Hearing Baihu's words, the man immediately cursed himself for being too careless. Hearing the other person's tone, it seemed that he knew the origin of the military sect. Who are they? Could they be from the Feisha Gang?

"Who are you two?" the man avoided answering Baihu's question and asked alertly.

"It doesn't matter who we are, but you have to tell me where you got this military spear?" Baihu shook his left hand and the military spear aimed at the other party.

The man knew at this moment that even if the two people on the other side were not from the Feisha Gang, they would definitely have a great relationship with the Feisha Gang. Since they could recognize this military sect, they would not let them go alive. In particular, someone above had already told them that this military sect should not show off in front of others, otherwise it might cause murder. Unexpectedly, he still did not hide.

The man said confidently in his heart that his colleagues signaled his subordinates to go up and clean up the Baihu and the others.

Five or six people rushed forward immediately, one of whom ran the fastest and headed straight for the White Tiger.

"If you don't cry until you see the coffin, you're looking for death!" At this moment, the White Tiger could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and pulled out the military spear. The military spear was unsheathed, and a shocking murderous aura gushed out. The breathtaking cold light flashed with bloodthirsty light under the moonlight. Perhaps it was because the military spear was too blood-stained. As soon as it was unsheathed, the White Tiger's murderous intention suddenly boiled.
Chapter completed!