Facing such a situation, although Zhang Long's expression was gloomy, he was still very calm.
"What about Fatty Qiang and the others?"
Zhang Long asked Luo Qian.
" I've already called Brother Qiang and the others," Luo Qian said hurriedly." They'll be here in at least ten minutes!"”
"Ten minutes is enough!" Zhang Long nodded.”
To be honest, it was just a few hundred small fries. He did not care about them. However, the more he was at this juncture, the more he could see whether Fatty Qiang and the others were loyal to him.
After saying that, Zhang Long exchanged glances with Jason.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
"Let's stretch our muscles and see if you kill more or I kill more!”
Jason didn't say anything. The corners of his mouth curled up into an evil smile, and two daggers slid out of his left and right sleeves.
The two daggers were like the fangs of a hungry wolf, and when they plunged into the crowd, blood splattered everywhere.
"If they don't fire first, then we won't move either!”
Zhang Long smiled and glanced at Hao, signaling him not to panic.
"Good!"
Hao nodded and spat to boost his courage. He picked up an iron rod from the ground and rushed into the crowd.
Although his skills were very poor and he was hit several times in a short while, he gritted his teeth and waved the iron rod crazily.
Zhang Long looked at Hao's stubborn figure and praised him.
If he could obtain something good like attribute potions in the future, he could consider rewarding him with a bottle.
Zhang Long loosened his muscles and pulled off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles.
How were powerhouses born?
One had to go through constant tempering in life and death situations before they could continuously break through their limits!
Although he had the system, it was not enough to rely on the system alone. Without a strong will, it was impossible to become a strong person.
Today, he was prepared to use these men of the Black Devils to hone his killing fist technique and temper his strong will!
Zhang Long let out a roar from the bottom of his throat and punched out with both fists, like two dragons coming out of the sea!
The two hooligans who pounced on him were sent flying by his fists.
Zhang Long's fists were pressed against the two of them as he crashed into the crowd!
The other people swung their iron rods and machetes at Zhang Long.
He didn't even look at an ordinary iron rod and casually knocked it away with a punch.
Only when the machete was about to slash over did Zhang Long grab a hooligan and block it.
Then, he directly smashed into the head of the person wielding the saber. Inch Force burst out, and his fist hit the person until his head was bleeding.
One had to know that Ma Jun only had 13 or 14 points of strength. When he erupted with all his strength, he could punch people until they were idiots.
Zhang Long now had 21 points of Stamina. Coupled with the explosive burst of Wing Chun Fist, it was not an exaggeration to beat someone up until their head was bleeding and their brain was concussed!
The hooligan that Zhang Long had used as a meat shield had been stabbed twice and died.
Only the dozen or so hooligans around Zhang Long saw it the most clearly. At this moment, they were all frightened by his ferocity and fierceness.
However, there were still a large number of hooligans squeezing in from outside the nightclub like sardines.
At this moment, Jason's eyes were red with killing. There were already a circle of corpses around him. Some had their throats slit, while others had their intestines twisted out from their stomachs. They died in a tragic manner.
As expected, Jason was much stronger than before after his speed increased by 5 points.
As the boss, Zhang Long naturally couldn't let his underlings be inferior to him. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
Zhang Long's eyes turned sharp, and his fist technique became even sharper. As long as a hooligan rushed forward, he would use his index finger and his Inch Punch to lock the person's throat. He would directly hit the person until their qi flow was cut off.
In the blink of an eye, there was a pile of corpses behind Zhang Long.
Not far away, a black man in a car was smoking a cigar. Beside him, a lackey was massaging his legs.
The lackeys in the front passenger seat and the driver's seat were crazily flattering him.
The battle inside the nightclub couldn't be seen from the car, but the lackeys kept rushing in.
"Boss, we did a great job this time. We caught Zhang Long by surprise! Let's see if he can be arrogant again in the future!"
"It's not enough to beat him half to death. No matter what, we have to make him spit out all the cabbages and compensate him a few million!”
The Black Ghost smiled proudly and said,""Everyone in the underworld is talking about how powerful Wang Baodu is, but didn't he still die in the hands of this kid? Today, I'm going to teach this kid what the rules of the underworld are.”
Black Ghost estimated that his underlings should have dealt with Zhang Long, so he put out his cigar, got out of the car, and slowly walked towards Baojin Nightclub.
But halfway through, he sensed that something was wrong. Why were there so many screams? It didn't seem like there were one or two people?
It was clearly a one-sided group fight, so how could this happen?
The black man couldn't figure it out. Just as he walked to the door of the nightclub, the bodies of his two underlings flew out and landed on the cement ground in front of him.
Blood splattered on his leg.
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