The door of the villa slowly opened, and with the sound of the door bolt turning, Xiao Tian led his 12 brothers out of the villa slowly. The moment the door of the villa opened, Sixth Uncle, who was previously in charge of contacting Fire Phoenix, officially joined Xiao Tian's regiment after tonight's bloody battle. In fact, Sixth Uncle's mystery was not only because of his superb surgical skills, but also because he was a famous professional assassin 20 years ago. However, his fierce skills did not seem to be affected by his aging. After this battle, his brothers gave him the nickname of Surgeon. With the three-inch long scalpel in his hand, he had performed countless " operations " on Xiao Tian's enemies. Of course, none of these people could stand up again.
The twelve people walked slowly down the stairs and stood in the open space in front of the villa. The twelve people formed a triangular battle formation. God of War Li Dong was at the front, and Xiao Tian stood in the middle of the triangle. Xiao Tian was wearing a black windbreaker, and his hands were tied. The midnight breeze blew at the corner of the windbreaker from time to time. At this moment, Xiao Tian was like a statue carved by an axe. His expression was cold and handsome, and his eyes were fixed on the hundreds of Qing Gang disciples in front of him. The murderous aura formed by the twelve people rushed towards the Qing Gang like a sharp knife. If they didn't fight, there would only be one outcome: death. There was not a trace of fear or panic in their eyes. It seemed that they did not put the nearly 500 Qing Gang members in their eyes at all. It should be known that these people were more than enough to destroy any gang on the beach. The unusual calmness of the 12 people deeply shook the hearts of these Qing Gang disciples. This was also the reason why the Qing Gang did not launch an attack for a long time.
Sometimes, having more people didn't mean that they were stronger, and having fewer people didn't mean that they were weak. The momentum of the two armies was absolutely the most important, and the murderous aura formed by the momentum of Xiao Tian's army could definitely kill any Qing Gang disciple who wanted to be the first to attack. However, someone did not believe it.”，All the members of the Qing Gang waved their machetes and rushed toward Xiao Tian and the others.
A " bang " was heard. The person in front of them seemed to have stopped moving with the machete in his hand. Was he scared? Of course not. The blood that flowed out of his forehead dripped onto the grass in front of the villa, and then he fell on the grass with a plop. The fact that he could hit his glabella with just the help of the dim light from the corridor made everyone in the Qing Gang know that this person was extremely accurate. It was Li Dong who fired the shot. His arm was still supporting his right hand as he continued to hold the gun in his hand. He still maintained his shooting posture. He did not even move his legs.
Li Dong did not move, and neither did anyone else. They remained in the same position as when they walked out of the villa. Xiao Tian was still standing with his hands behind his back. He had no concept of blood, so he naturally had no pity for life. Therefore, after the gunshot, Xiao Tian did not even blink when the Qing Gang disciple fell to the ground. The expressionless Li Dong continued to aim at the next Qing Gang disciple who wanted to attack through the crosshair of his pistol.
The members of the Qing Gang had seen the world before. They knew that the sound came from the gunshot. Almost everyone stopped in their tracks when the gunshot sounded. Everyone quickly stabilized their bodies. At this moment, the disciples of the Qing Gang looked at the twelve people in front of them. With the help of the hazy moonlight and the light from the corridor, they saw that except for the young man in the middle who had his hands behind his back and was not holding a gun, everyone else was holding a gun in their right hand. The black muzzle of the gun was like a sharp weapon that could take a person's life at any time. Every disciple of the Qing Gang was terrified from the bottom of their hearts. After all, they were holding knives.
Time seemed to have stopped for a few seconds after the gunshot. However, this short silence was broken once again. The leader gave the order to attack again. He knew that the pistols in Xiao Tian's hands did not have many bullets, but he had 500 people. Even if he hired more people, he could still kill them. Once the order was given, all the members of the Qing Gang started to move again. No matter how unwilling the disciple at the front was, he became a live target for Xiao Tian and his brothers to practice shooting.
Eleven people fired their guns almost at the same time. With every gunshot, a Qing Gang disciple would fall to the ground and die. The eleven people protected Xiao Tian as they fired and walked towards the gate of the villa area. Although they were slow, they did not stop. Xiao Tian also took out his pistol and held it in his right hand. He naturally hung it by his side and walked forward step by step. He didn't need to make a move at all. The members of the Qing Gang had no chance to approach him at all. They were all blocked by the eleven people with guns.
This was a battle of great disparity in strength, and at the same time, it was also a brutal slaughter. Xiao Tian's regiment and the Qing Gang disciples seemed to be replaying the confrontation between hot weapons and cold weapons in modern Chinese society. No matter how loud the Qing Gang disciples shouted and waved the machetes in their hands, no one could get within three meters of Xiao Tian. All eleven of them were good at using guns. In terms of overall strength, the combat power of Xiao Tian's army was definitely comparable to the Beret Men of the United States and even the armed police of China. The eleven people did not mess up as they moved forward. They were as quiet as a slowly rotating machine. The only difference was that this machine did not produce products, but the fresh blood of the Qing Gang disciples that kept gushing out after they fell to the ground. The path that Xiao Tian and the other 12 people walked out of was paved with the blood of the Qing Gang disciples. The blood flowed like a red river under the pale moonlight, splashing all over the trousers of everyone and dyeing the corridor between the villas red.
There was no pity in the eyes of the twelve people. When a person's life was threatened, he would not have any pity for the life that threatened him. This was the sorrow of human nature, and also the darkness of human nature.
They knew that if they were to break through the net of firepower formed by the pistols, what awaited them would not be punches and kicks, but a flurry of knives and knives. They would die a miserable death. In order to avoid such a consequence, everybody could only walk towards the gate of the villa step by step. Even though the corpses of the disciples of the Qing Gang were lying at their feet, sometimes, the disciples of the Qing Gang would not die after being shot. Occasionally, they would hug one of the disciples 'feet. Without exception, the one who was hugged would shoot the head of the disciple of the Qing Gang, letting the yellow and white brain matter splatter on their clothes and the clothes of the others.
Xiao Tian believed that there must be a car outside the gate because these four to five hundred people would not walk to the suburbs of Shanghai. Since he didn't walk, he must have taken a car. Therefore, as long as they reached the gate, they would definitely have a chance to grab one of the cars and escape.
They finally arrived at the gate. Seeing that the car was parked about one kilometer away from the gate of the villa complex, the brothers were ecstatic. However, as Xiao Tian fired the last bullet from his pistol, everyone's bullets had been used up. All the brothers could not help but look back at the path they had just walked. Although the villa they lived in was less than 50 meters away from the gate, they had spent nearly half an hour to reach it. At this time, the corridor and grass between the villas were already covered with the corpses of the Qing Gang disciples. There were still corpses gurgling blood. Traces of blood seeped into the ground through the cracks in the tunnel and into the grass.
Seeing this hellish scene, no matter how cold and heartless Xiaotian and the others were, they still felt a little sorry for him. The feeling of killing people was something that ordinary people could not understand, but looking at their hands stained with the blood of their own kind was not something to be proud of. 'You can only blame yourselves for following the wrong person. Reincarnate earlier,' Xiao Tian thought to himself. Xiao Tian estimated that more than 100 Qing Triad disciples had died. The Qing Triad disciples in the distance seemed to have noticed that Xiao Tian and the others had run out of bullets. They all pounced on them like wolves and tigers. There were about 300 members of the Qing Gang in the villa area. There were about 60 to 70 people between the gate and the car one kilometer away. The two groups of people were like two black undercurrents surging toward Xiao Tian and the other 12 people.
Xiao Tianzhong's brothers knew that the real bloody battle had just begun tonight. Everyone took out the tri-edged military knife from their legs and held it in their hands. Yang Ming and the other three King Kong tore a piece of cloth from their clothes and wrapped it around their right hand to fix the military knife to prevent it from slipping during the battle.
" Remember, everyone stick together and don't scatter. Target the car in front," Xiao Tian ordered.
Yes. Everyone agreed in unison.
Following Xiao Tian's order, the twelve men ignored the three hundred men chasing them and rushed towards the sixty Qing Triad members. They had to get to the car one kilometer away in the shortest time possible. Otherwise, once they were surrounded by the two groups of people, they would be chopped into dumplings by the Qing Triad tonight.
The 12 of them quickly engaged the Qing Gang disciples in front of them. At this time, there was no longer a fight, only a one-hit kill. Among the twelve people, only Sixth Uncle did not have a military knife. His weapon was a three-inch-long surgical knife. The blade was as thin as paper and abnormally sharp. He rushed into the crowd and dodged left and right. The scalpel in his hand danced like a meteor, cutting and cutting. The moment the sharp scalpel cut the throat, there was no pain. It was just a cold feeling on the neck. There was no blood spilling out the second the knife left. However, the moment he fell to the ground, blood spurted out like water from a fire faucet. If he fell to the ground and died on his back, the blood spurted out like a fountain. The Qing Gang disciples who were fighting against Sixth Uncle, Fire Phoenix, Piaoxue, Li Dong, Xiao Tian, Zhang Gang, and the others could not even withstand a single round. The cruelty in front of them could no longer be described with words. Blood splashed from time to time on everyone's bodies and faces. The blood continued to flow into the fists along the blood grooves of the military knife, drying and solidifying.
The 12 of them were like 12 murderous demons. They waved their military knives crazily at the disciples of the Qing Gang who were attacking them. Many disciples of the Qing Gang gave up resisting when they saw the 12 bloody figures. They dropped their machetes and ran to the suburbs while shouting, believing that this night would become a nightmare that they would never forget.
The 12 of them were like 12 sharp knives that shot towards the truck at high speed. Sometimes, the people in front of them would dodge as much as they could. Their only goal was to break through and reach the front of the truck.
Fifty meters, thirty meters…。There were only ten meters left before they reached the truck. At this time, the 300-odd people behind them had also arrived. The 12 of them supported themselves with their backs against each other and continued to move toward the truck. At this time, everyone was already panting. After all, killing people was also a time-consuming and laborious task. Finally, they reached the truck. The twelve of them were still resisting with their backs against the truck. Slowly, someone was injured from time to time. Xiao Tian's chest was slashed again. Fortunately, it was not deep, but blood was still flowing slowly, soaking his clothes. Xiao Tian and Fire Phoenix covered Wang Sen as he got into the driver's seat and ordered the others to get into the truck immediately.
Suddenly, Xiao Tian shouted and circulated his True Qi. He waved the military knife in his hand and pushed away the Qing Gang disciple in front of him. He helped Wang Sen up and sent him to the driver's seat. Wang Sen immediately started the truck. Fire Phoenix stood guard at the other door of the driver's seat. From time to time, he would fight with the Qing Gang under the truck. At this time, there were too many people attacking the Qing Gang, so Li Dong, Zhang Gang and the others behind the truck did not have time to get on the truck. They were still fighting desperately.
At this moment, Xiao Tian's right arm was also slashed a few times. Waves of intense pain came from the wound from time to time. At this time, Xiao Tian seemed to have no feeling of pain. On the contrary, it aroused the violent aura that had been hidden in his body for a long time. All of a sudden, a deafening roar resounded through the night sky. Xiao Tian's face was red, and his eyes were as red as blood. No one knew what had happened to Xiao Tian, who was wearing a windbreaker. He felt that he was different from before. He seemed to have become taller, more burly, and his eyes sharper. It was as if he could break the gall bladder in your body at a glance. His windbreaker danced wildly like a ferocious beast with fangs as he shouted at the members of the Qing Gang.
However, a careful person might have noticed that at that moment, there was no wind blowing across the entire suburb, at least on this road.。。。。。。
In an instant, everyone in the Qing Gang stopped and looked at the young man in front of them. Everyone felt like they were going to hell, and a chill rushed to their heads. At this time, only one person seemed to understand what had happened to Xiao Tian, and that was Xiao Long. He was also the only one who had seen Xiao Tian fight and become crazy in the death arena in the prison in the north of the city.
" Qing Gang, you've offended someone you shouldn't have. What awaits you is death." Xiao Long mourned for all the Qing Gang disciples in front of him. It seemed that the remaining 300 Qing Gang disciples were just pitiful worms in Xiao Tian's eyes.
Despite the night sky of June, all the Qing Gang disciples, including the eleven people except Xiao Tian, felt as if winter was coming. It was so cold.。。。。
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