Without saying a word, Lian Haodong dashed out horizontally, his footsteps as fast as lightning as he sprinted a hundred meters.
A dozen people had already rushed up the stairs where Ah Wu and his men were guarding, and a big hole had been broken in the defense line.
Ah Wu fought with all his might, but his subordinates had been reduced from more than twenty to seven or eight. He was already exhausted.
"Phew!"
A figure flashed past.
The staff in his hand was swung with great force, leaving behind afterimages.
"It's Lian Haodong!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him, Brother Kun will definitely reward you handsomely!”
Someone shouted wildly and tightened his grip on the machete in his hand as he charged towards Lian Haodong like a madman.
In order to snatch the credit, this fellow ran out with all his strength, getting closer and closer to Lian Haodong.
Originally, Lian Haodong's target wasn't him, but since someone had come to deliver his head, he would kill him first!
The staff spun like a ghost and struck down on his head!
"Hu, pu, crack!"
Three different voices rang out one after another!
The first sound was the sound of Lian Haodong swinging his staff through the air.
The second sound was the sound of a heavy blow on the guy's head, instantly shattering his skull. Blood and brain matter flew out.
The third sound was the sound of this unlucky fellow's skull shattering.
His head was smashed into pieces by Lian Haodong like a watermelon!
How terrifying!
The people behind him who also wanted to snatch the credit were so frightened that their hurried footsteps instantly stopped, and their souls flew away!
"Oh my god!"
"F * ck, this guy is not human!"
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
A dozen of Jing Kun's subordinates, who were just about to slash Lian Haodong to death, were so frightened that they rolled and crawled back in the blink of an eye.
The line of defense that was about to collapse was instantly blocked.
Liu Piaopiao watched on in fear. She had never thought that there would be such a domineering man like Lian Haodong in this world.
One person had scared off more than ten people…
Lian Haodong…
Handsome, so handsome!
Liu Piaopiao thought happily in her heart as her beautiful eyes gazed tenderly at the mountain-like figure.
Liang Kun's men retreated, but Lian Haodong did not intend to let them go.
He didn't stop and charged forward. Every time he swung the staff in his hand, he would take a life.
Puff! Puff!
Five steps up the stairs meant five people were dead, and their heads were all blown up by Lian Haodong.
They all stared in disbelief and fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.
"Retreat, quickly retreat!"
With one group dead, the other group would be facing Lian Haodong. They were already so scared that their hands and feet went soft. They did not dare to fight with Lian Haodong, who was like a god of death.
They retreated in fear and helplessness.
The people at the back were blocked by the people in front of them, and they were at the bottom of the stairs. They had no idea what was happening in front of them, and they were still pushing their way up.
The group of unlucky people who had witnessed Lian Haodong's headshots were pushed forward by the people below and were once again headshotted by Lian Haodong!
Puff! Puff!
Lian Haodong transformed into the Grim Reaper and took a life with one strike.
He was so cold that it was indescribable. He was like a god of death harvesting.
Seeing Lian Haodong being so violent, the loyal men's morale was greatly boosted, and they put in even more effort to kill him.
"Kill!"
"Follow Brother Dong and kill!"
Everyone worked together and chased the Jing Kun machetemen, who outnumbered them, down the stairs, leaving only corpses and broken limbs on the ground. Screams and wails could be heard endlessly.
Jing Kun was waiting anxiously outside. It had been more than half an hour, and his 500 men were still not enough to take down Lian Haodong's 100 men.
If this were to spread, the people in the underworld would laugh at him.
"Damn it, hurry up and attack!”
He kicked his subordinate's butt and fiercely forced everyone to step forward.
However, his subordinates, who were covered in blood and had their hands and feet broken, ran out one by one or were carried out. Blood dripped all over the ground. This bloody scene frightened many people.
Some of the smarter ones hid to the side when Jing Kun was not paying attention.
"F * ck, what's going on!" Jing Kun cursed in confusion.
In the Rich Boss Nightclub, Lian Haodong had already led his men to the second floor.
He grabbed the staff in his hand and smashed it like a judge's soul-reaping brush.
There were also desperate people who licked blood with their knives and wanted to take it head-on.
However, Lian Haodong's strength was so strong and he was looking down from above. He directly sent that fellow's saber flying and then hit him on the head with his rod.
A dull thud sounded, and the guy spat out a mouthful of blood. The top of his head was smashed into pieces.
His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, struggling to breathe his last breath.
After dodging the incoming blade, Lian Haodong also stabbed forward with the staff in his hand.
With a dull thud, the man's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he stared at his own throat in despair.
At his throat, a black stick pierced through his flesh and suddenly emerged from the back of his neck.
Scarlet blood gushed out from the hole in the staff. The man's throat made a sound, but he could not say a word.
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