Dwarf Scorpion came out to show off his horse and split his friends. He was competing to see who was more ruthless and fiercer!
Facing Chu Wenxiong's Hong Tai, the number gang's lackeys had lost their fighting spirit after ten minutes of fighting. Those who could run had already run away, while those who could not were crying for their parents!
Some people even went crazy when they saw this Asura Hell!
Boom!
Another huge thunderbolt struck not far away from Chu Wenxiong.
Just as he said, even the heavens did not dare to accept him!!
Large drops of rain began to fall.
As the rain washed away the blood all over Chu Wenxiong's body, he simply tore off the short-sleeved shirt.
He saw a shoulder dragon coiling around his right arm, winding up, and its head was just above his chest.
On his left arm, there was a tiger with deer teeth and tiger claws. It was winding down, and its head was right on his chest!
A dragon and a tiger seemed to have broken out of their bodies, looking very terrifying.
Together with Chu Wenxiong, who was holding his sword and riding his horse, he looked so domineering!
All the Siamese and estate workers looked at Chu Wenxiong, who was standing there as if he could lift the sky with one hand.
It was unknown who started shouting.
At this moment, there was only one voice on Yunhua Street.
"Overlord!"
"Overlord!"
"Overlord!"
Chu Wenxiong wiped the rainwater off his face and pointed his saber to the south as he said domineeringly,""Leave 100 people to clean up the scene. The rest of you, follow me. Today, I will clean up Ci Yun Mountain. From tomorrow onwards, only my voice will be heard on Ci Yun Mountain!”
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
Hong Taizai's long dragon, led by Chu Wenxiong, slowly charged towards the other blocks.
……
Cleric Mao Dun Hua stood on the roof with the cat holding an umbrella for him.
Gao Fei's hands were trembling as he watched the scene unfold on the street. He had never seen such a brave and charismatic scoundrel before…
No, rotten boy was no longer the right word to describe him.
It could be foreseen that he would definitely add the thickest stroke to the history of the martial arts world in the future!
He was glad that he had not met Chu Wenxiong when he was young.
He was glad that he was an actor now.
Mao Dunhua put his palms together and chanted a prayer,""…Please, give me the courage to accept what I cannot change. Give me the strength to change what I can change; And grant me wisdom to differentiate the two.”
……
That night.
The entire Ciyun Mountain was in a state of upheaval. Chu Wenxiong's team swept through street after street.
The sounds of killing could be heard without end. Perhaps there would be many more bones tomorrow.
The cold wind began to howl!
Wherever the blade pointed, it was unstoppable!
The members of the Number Gang fled Ciyun Mountain in a panic. The remaining small clubs were no match for Chu Wenxiong.
Either submit to me!
Or go to hell!
This was Chu Wenxiong's code of conduct!
Of course, he did not forget to take advantage of the chaos to throw the passcode boxes of each club into his space.
Murder, arson, gold belt!
Robbery was the specialty of the Dwarf Scorpion!
……
When Wei Jixiang led Lan Liquan and a few machetemen to reinforce them, they were shocked silly by what had happened on Ciyun Mountain.
Blood flowed everywhere!
Broken limbs and remains were everywhere!
He quickly stopped a scumbag who was cleaning up the battlefield and asked,"Brother, what happened here?”
Swoosh!
What responded to him was a cold light.
Wei Jixiang quickly dodged." Hey, hey, I'm just passing by!”
The tall and big scoundrel said fiercely,""Motherf * cker, which gang are you from? If it's not Hong Tai's, then get out of Ciyun Mountain!”
"I am Wei Jixiang from Hong Tai." Wei Jixiang quickly explained.
The scoundrel quickly put away his knife and scratched his head."Oh, it's you, Brother Xiang. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My name is Airplane, and I'm with Brother Tianhong. Don't badmouth me to Brother Tianhong, or else I'll be in trouble.”
"What happened here? Where are Dong and the others?”Wei Jixiang quickly asked.
Airplane pointed to the south and said proudly,"Brother Dong just killed the Number Gang. Now, they are leading a team to sweep the other streets. From tomorrow onwards, the entire Ciyun Mountain will be Brother Dong's territory.”
It was just one sentence.
When Wei Jixiang and Rotten Life heard this, their scalps went numb and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.
"Stomp!"
"Stomp!"
"Stomp!"
The sound of uniform footsteps could be heard from the side of the street.
At this moment, Chu Wenxiong and his men had finished cleaning up the west side. He held a machete and smoked a cigarette as he walked towards the crowd without saying a word.
The Siamese guy and the rotten guy behind him were covered in blood.
Their eyes were filled with determination.
They did not speak.
They used their footsteps to represent their attitude!
Wei Jixiang and Lan Mingquan heard a voice from the depths of their souls.
For a moment, the two of them almost wanted to worship him!
What was a mafia emperor!
Wei Jixiang's understanding of it was very one-sided in the past, but today, he understood it too. Chu Wenxiong!
……
It was one o'clock at night.
The entire Ciyun Mountain had been cleaned up, and the battlefield had been cleaned up.
At this moment, the Cui Yuan Restaurant on the westernmost side of Ciyun Mountain was filled with a dense crowd.
Everyone looked at Chu Wenxiong, who was standing on the table, with a fanatical gaze.
His height of 1.88 meters gave everyone an indescribable sense of oppression.
The nine-striped dragon reported the situation to Chu Wenxiong." Big brother, some of our men are slightly injured, but none of them are dead.”
His tone was unusually excited.
Chu Wenxiong was not surprised to hear that.
After all, the frontline of the battlefield was led by his elite soldiers. Nine-striped Dragon, Luo Tianhong, Ah Zha, Tony, Ah Hu, and Ah Bao were all first-class warriors.
Each of them had the strength of a Red Stick or above.
They were under the greatest pressure, but Chu Wenxiong had torn apart the number gang's front line with his unparalleled strength. What followed was a devastating battle.
A short mule sunning his horse and splitting his friends, a general is worth a hundred people!
It did not refer to combat strength.
It was the effect!
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