The first thousand and seventy-ninth chapters
The truth is true, but Chu Tian saw through the enemy's purpose!
The Bamboo League Gang worked tirelessly to seize more than ten places, and then mobilized elite troops to pounce on Ke Siyunlai. Although they did have strong capital, the unscrupulous advance into the hinterland not only proved the stupidity of the enemy generals of the Bamboo League Gang, but also these powerful enemies are the cover.
Judging from the situation in the past two days, the enemy general is obviously not a fool.
What's more, with Lao K, a master behind the Bamboo League, giving advice, how could he take such a crazy and risky action? So Chu Tian expected that the enemy who rushed over was a cover, but it turned out to be a cover, so the enemy had a real purpose. Looking at the whole situation, the only way was to kill the head coach in the central palace.
So he was always waiting, waiting for the enemy to come to the sky.
When the Tang Sect's children reported the attack of powerful enemies, Yang Feiyang led the remaining seven or eight Tang Sect's children to the gate of fierce fighting. She wanted to block all the tide-like enemies outside the hall, otherwise they would rush in to make the scene chaotic, and Chu Tian and the boss would be in the whirlpool of fierce fighting.
She does not allow her man to be hurt, even with her blood to defend.
Han Xue stood upstairs, showing off her scimitar to kill the enemy leader at any time.
Fang Jun took out his phone to summon support, but Chu Tian waved his hand to stop him: "The enemy general was able to attack Ke Siyunlai by detour, which means that they have entangled the staff of each hall. If we call to mobilize support now, it will only disrupt their morale. It is meaningless to be in the entire battle situation. It's better to rely on ourselves!"
Fang Jun was slightly stunned, rely on himself?
In the entire hall, except for dozens of local bosses and Yang Feiyang and others fighting fiercely at the front door, there was no one who could even see the so-called "sausage". Not only were all the children of the Tang clan transferred to block the enemy of the vanguard, but even the bosses' followers were clean. There seemed to be few people who could fight.
What to fight against the enemy? Fang Jun smiled bitterly: I had known to stop Tianyang from going ahead.
When the bosses heard the Zhulian Gang sneak in and attacked, they all stood up with fear and anger on their faces. King Gao Tian was in the turmoil for decades and knew that he could not get lost at this critical moment of life and death, so he pulled out his machete with his backhand and smiled at the sky: "I didn't expect that I could enjoy the world again tonight!"
Chu Tian also stood up, and the master responded: "That's right, drink the strongest wine and kill the cruelest person!"
The other bosses looked at each other for a few moments, and their passion burned: "Drink the strongest wine and kill the cruelest person!"
Everyone raised their heads and drank all the spirits in front of them, then smashed all the bowls to the ground and showed off their weapons. Under the leadership of Chu Tian and Gao Tianwang, dozens of not-so-young big brothers rushed towards the door. The thrill of the crowd echoed in the hall for a long time, and even Fang Jun was infected and his morale was high.
The world sighed softly, and the world was so bewitching that it was probably Chu Tian.
At this time, the battle at the gate was getting fierce. Although Yang Feiyang and the others were trying hard to guard the gate, the enemy's locust-like attack still made everyone unable to resist. Moreover, the group of Bamboo League members climbed in from the wall and attacked Yang Feiyang and others from the front and back. It didn't take long for the gate to be difficult to defend.
Chu Tian, who was standing at the door, shouted loudly: "Feiyang, retreat!"
Yang Feiyang shook out the steel wire and drew a bright arc. Two Bamboo League members were cut into their throats in an instant. They covered their wounds and fell to the ground. Taking advantage of the moment when the enemy was stunned, Yang Feiyang led five Tangmen children to evacuate backwards. Chu Tian and the others all retreated to the entrance of the hall four or five meters in the nightclub to build a second line of defense.
The members of the Bamboo League quickly rushed in from the broken gate, and then surrounded the door of the hall with a momentum.
The old demon who was always following Chu Tian flashed out, standing in front of the stairs like a nail.
"Hmph!" The leader of the Bamboo League Gang swept over Chu Tian and others and finally landed on Chu Tian. He had obviously seen a photo of this guy for a long time. He raised his disdain at the corner of his mouth and raised the machete in his hand and shouted: "Chu Tian, your death date is here today. Brothers, kill me! Those who take Chu Tian's head on his neck will be rewarded with millions of dollars!"
Chu Tian suppressed his smile and replied, "Your Bamboo League Gang shouts a reward of one million every day. Every time you lose your head, you are the ones you have!"
The leader of the Bamboo League Gang did not talk nonsense to Chu Tian, and pointed at the front of the knife and said, "Kill!"
After he finished speaking, more than 40 men behind him raised a knife at the same time and rushed towards Chu Tian and others. Chu Tian stood at the door without moving, but King Gao shouted loudly, leading dozens of bosses forward, and tried his best to meet the other party's attack. Although they were old, they still had blood.
In just a moment, the entrance of the hall became a mess.
The personnel on both sides were entangled, with swords and swords, blood splattering, and shouting for killing Liantian.
At the same time, the corridors on both sides were also in chaos. After the leader of the Bamboo League gang surrounded the local bosses, he directed the gang members to kill Chu Tian from both sides, so the murderous enemy jumped out of every corner. Suddenly, the corridor was filled with people from the Bamboo League gang and came to the door with a scream.
The old demon and Yang Feiyang jumped out and faced the enemies rushing from both sides respectively.
Although I heard that Chu Tian is terrible, there is no one around him after all. The leader of the Bamboo Alliance Gang showed a smug smile on his face and shouted: "Chu Tian, hurry up and surrender, otherwise, you will not be able to escape!"
Chu Tian hooked his finger at him and said lightly: "If you have the ability, rush to me before you talk!"
Yang Feiyang and the old demon each led seven or eight bosses to guard the corridors on both sides. They were dealing with dozens of Bamboo League gangs.
Fortunately, the corridor is small and only three people are allowed to walk side by side. Although the number of people on the other side is large, they cannot be killed. This way.
This has greatly weakened the advantage of the number of members of the Bamboo League.
Even so, the darkness of the eyesight is scary enough.
The old demon and Yang Feiyang each held weapons and used their skills to the extreme. At least a group of them rushed up and they worked together to cut back a group of them. In less than five minutes, the bodies in the corridor began to stack up, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, blood flowed into a river, and the snow-white walls on both sides had been dyed red.
The local bosses also died and injured seven or eight times, after all, time is unforgivable.
Even so, these old horses still kill many enemies.
While the battle was fierce in front of him, Chu Tian asked the mortal world to bring a seat and poured a glass of red wine to watch the battle.
While watching, more than ten people broke out on the battlefield where the local gang members and the Bamboo League gang were fighting, all holding machetes. The leader was the leader of the Bamboo League gang, and they were covered in blood. In order to break through the defense of the local bosses, each of them was at least three times, as if they were desperate.
These people rushed out of the crowd, and after seeing Chu Tian, they rushed up with a strange cry.
Among them, the leader of the Bamboo League Gang stood behind and roared: "Kill Chu Tian, kill him!"
Chu Tian smiled softly and made a gesture.
At this moment, the head of the Bamboo League Gang suddenly felt numb. He looked up and saw a beautiful and charming figure falling towards him. The woman's charming cold face flashed with a bone-like frost that was like a thousand years of frost, and the long hair that was raging in the cold wind emitted a faint fragrance that was fascinating.
The fragrance floated past in front of him, and the leader of the Bamboo League Gang suddenly felt pain.
The sword flashed, and blood splattered.
A head with no eyes closed fell out of the air and rolled directly into the fierce fighting crowd.
Countless screams sounded, and then the morale of the local boss was rising, and an astonishing potential erupted in counterattack among the Zhulian Gang.
It's time! Chu Tian drank all the red wine in the glass, then took out his cell phone to issue instructions.
Not long after, two groups of people appeared at the gate. Tian Yangsheng and Pioneer led nearly a hundred Tang sects to kill from behind the Bamboo Alliance Gang with murderous intent. The enemy who had originally only rushed forward did not expect that there were new forces behind them. After more than a dozen screams, the Bamboo Alliance Gang's formation became chaotic.
Tianyangsheng and Pioneer were like two sharp arrows, rushing into the enemy's back.
Under their fierce attack, the Bamboo Alliance Gang was quickly cut into three pieces, which greatly weakened their joint attack power. It didn't take long to withstand it. They retreated to the door, and their faces showed a runaway look on their faces. Not long after, I don't know who shouted "retreat", and more than a hundred enemies scattered.
The mortal world looked at Tianyangsheng and others and asked in surprise:
"Young Marshal, aren't they killing the enemy in front? Why are they back?"
Chapter completed!