"No, this can't continue!"

"Kill! You must kill him first!"

Song Jiang stared at the figure of Junlin in the crowd, his pupils shrank sharply a few times. He shook his head violently, and his voice was slightly mad and resentful!

You must kill him!

Today's plan must not fail because of him!

Song Jiang's eyes were slightly bloody, and a strong sense of anxiety surged in his heart. For some reason, he looked at Jun Lin and always felt that today's plan might fail because of this kid!

but!

Today, Song Jiang can’t afford to lose!

It cannot be defeated either!

If today's plan fails, it may be a luxury for Song Jiang to live!

With this fear of the failure of the plan, Song Jiang turned his head and looked at the leopard not far away, who was fighting with his hands empty. For some reason, he looked at the top enemy of their Black Tiger Gang for three years, and suddenly felt that the leopard was not very dangerous in his heart!

When Song Jiang looked at the leopard, the leopard seemed to feel something. He kicked the man in the Black Tiger Gang in front of him in the chest and kicked him out. He turned his head and followed the eyes of Song Jiang. The fierce light in the eyes of the pair of ringed leopards shot directly into Song Jiang.

"Since you black cats are determined to kill me, then I will not be polite to you. Let you become dead cats today!"

The leopard's eyes were slightly bloody, and she shouted softly, and a trace of hideousness flashed across her face. Her right hand, which was holding the leopard claw, suddenly exerted force to hold the hand of a big man holding a knife.

With a "click", the wrist of the Black Tiger Gang man twisted away in the reverse direction. Looking at the strange and tortuous curves, it was probably a waste of this hand. The leopard ignored the screams of the Black Tiger Gang man and directly grabbed the knife held in the big man's hand, and at the same time turned around and kicked the big man holding his wrist and howled away.

The leopard held the hilt of the knife in his right hand, and glanced at the Black Tiger Gang man around him with a fierce look. Then, in Song Jiang's frightened eyes, he suddenly swung the knife that was slashed around him, and rushed towards Song Jiang with a knife in his back!

"Go! Come on! Come on! Come on! Stop him!"

Looking at the leopard running towards the knife, Song Jiang's eyes trembled, and she roared at the left and right little brothers. She took a few steps back one after another, and the flesh on her face was trembling unconsciously.

A few years ago, when Song Jiang encountered this situation, he would definitely not say anything, lifted up his knife and rushed forward, chopping the leopard for hundreds of rounds. But now, as the third leader of the Black Tiger Gang, after all these years of comfortable life, the wantonness of the world, the passion of the past, and the courage of the past have been decayed.

Not to mention that he was facing this famously fierce and powerful leopard. Even at this time, he was facing a gangster who was silent and holding a fruit knife in his hand. It is estimated that Song Jiang would not have the courage to go forward to fight!

Looking at Song Jiang who was roaring and retreating, the leopard smiled disdainfully, swung the big man from the Black Tiger Gang who was surrounding him, and kept walking towards Song Jiang!

"Quick tm stops him! Kill him! Whoever cuts him to death, I will reward him with 50,000 yuan!"

Seeing the leopard waving its sword from the crowd step by step, Song Jiang felt his heart trembling, and an emotion called "fear" began to permeate his heart.

Song Jiang is afraid!

He is afraid of leopards!

He is afraid that today's plan will fail!

He is even more afraid of death!

He kept yelling at the little brothers around him, watching his little brothers rushing up with a knife, but this did not relieve Song Jiang's fear!

He knew that only his little brothers were not enough to stop the leopard who was determined to run towards him. If he could stop it, the territory in their Black Tiger Gang would not have been taken away by the leopard!

Unconsciously, Song Jiang's body trembled slightly, and secretly turned his head and glanced at the black Audi next to the two vans behind him. The fear in his eyes and the panic calmed down a little.

"I hope what the boss said is true!"

Song Jiang prayed uneasyly, and the meticulous sweat soaked his palms. He glanced at the audience. The members of the Black Tiger Gang who were lying all over the ground, especially those beside Jun Lin. He saw that there had been more than a dozen or twenty big men from the Black Tiger Gang lying in this moment.

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

Seeing the leopard approaching him step by step with a knife in his hand, Song Jiang turned around in a panic in his heart. The sweat from his forehead soaked the soreness of his eyes, and Song Jiang had no time to take care of it.

With a "clang!", the leopard held the knife from the hand of the last Black Tiger Gang man in front of him, and slashed the wrist of the Black Tiger Gang man with his backhand.

"Flower, leopard, I tell you, you'd better not come here!"

Song Jiang was frightened and looked at the leopard holding a knife in front of him in horror. While he was afraid, he was also praying in his heart.

"Haha, Song Laosan, what other trump cards should be revealed as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm not sure if you can see the sun tomorrow morning!"

The leopard smiled disdainfully, glanced at Song Jiang's cowardly look so cowardly that he could not be more cowardly, gently licked the blood from the blade in his hand, and while sneering, the light of his hand flashed and suddenly slashed down Song Jiang's neck!

The sword light was cold, and before the sword could reach its fullest, the blood beads hanging on the body of the sword had already fallen on Song Jiang's face with the leopard waving. The moist touch, a faint bloody smell, and the stimulating Song Jiang's pupils, who were already extremely frightened, suddenly shrank.

"No, I don't want to die!"

Song Jiang struggled and roared angrily, trying his best to control his body and avoid the knife. However, his long-term comfort and luxury life have long made his skills and reactions to avoid dangers, and I don’t know how much he is slow!

The sword that he could barely avoid in the past seemed to have turned into a scythe of death's soul-catching soul in his eyes. Under the fierce murderous intent, it was an inevitable situation!

Fear and despair filled Song Jiang's heart, and a strong crisis of death enveloped his heart. Song Jiang was desperate to find that he could not escape this knife!

A blood-colored knife was hanging in the cold and cold, and the tip of the knife reflected into Song Jiang's pupils, magnifying little by little in his sight!

Just as Song Jiang subconsciously closed his eyes in despair, preparing to face the moment of death! But a strong wind passed by him, and then he heard the sound of a "bang!" of the human body falling to the ground, and the sound of a "clang" knife falling to the ground.

"Old, I'm not dead!"
Chapter completed!