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Jiang Shengli seemed to be in a bad mood, squinted his eyes slightly, turned his head, and a flying knife shot out first. The Japanese man who rushed in front didn't even have a chance to shout. He saw a ball of blood mist spread outwards as the moment the flying knife hit the head, and his huge body also fell out.

The blood mist emitted when he fell down sprayed the blood on his face.

"Protect the young coach and protect me."

Jiang Shengli said a sentence slowly, and then quietly watched the five Jiang clan walls rushing up. Chu Tian could see the old man's real intention. In addition to fighting a bloody way to leave, it was more important to show Jiang's strength, so that Chu Tian could be afraid and reduce the conditions.

Chu Tian smiled but didn't speak.

Jiang Shengli only brought six people to attend the meeting, so he naturally had confidence and confidence. Moreover, the strength of the wall was soon revealed in front of Chu Tian. The daggers in their hands seemed to be filled with vitality, and the swords were bloody. For a moment, the cold light around Chu Tian and Jiang Shengli was shining with blood.

The man with broken arms also pinched the flying knife and shot indifferently but cruelly. Nearly a hundred enemies in Sakura Huā were killed and cried, especially the one-armed man who fired the flying knife, which caused huge psychological pressure on the rushing enemy, because no one knew who the flying knife in his hand would take.

The walls of Jiang's family are like wolves and tigers, as fierce as wolves in the wasteland. There are not many people but they all fight ten! Most of the thugs in Sakura huā came together temporarily, and 80% of them were all because of Suzuki's money. Therefore, when they saw the other party being fierce and desperate, they felt a little more fear in their hearts.

If they hadn't seen Jiang's walls, they would have been away long ago.

"Baga!"

A Japanese man pretended to be dead and avoided the initial kill. When Chu Tian and Jiang Shengli moved their steps forward, he got up and stabbed. The target was to aim at Jiang Shengli's abdomen. Chu Tian turned his head slightly, Feng Wuqing took a step forward and broke his wrist bone in one move.

The black dagger pounced into his lower abdomen with a "punch", and then a stream of hot blood was sprayed out along the blade of the dagger. The attacker's eyes instantly lost its luster and fell to the ground. Feng Wuqing kicked his body away with one kick, and then followed Chu Tian forward.

If it were not necessary, Feng Wuqing would never take action.

His mission is to protect Chu Tian, ​​who has not healed.

"Mr. Jiang, be careful of the body."

Chu Tian supported Jiang Shengli very friendly and kindly, and walked towards the door with a light face. Jiang Shibi's figure flashed around. The daggers in their hands were stained with thick blood. The fallen corpse also squeezed out blood, and blood burst out, washing the floor.

Every time blood covers heralds a living person becomes a corpse.

Beside Jiang Shengli, the one-armed man killed the fish that escaped the net with an indifferent expression. Thirteen people were already upside down in front of him, all of whom were shot into the vital point by flying knives. They were dying and only had one more anger than the dead, but this tone would not last for too long.

Thirteen people's pupils are gradually diminishing, and death is at the next moment.

"Bow him to death!"

A black muzzle was stretched out from the dark locker. The killer holding the gun had a ferocious face. His fingers were already on the trigger. The one-armed man raised his hand quickly as the killer shot. The killer widened his eyes and looked at his chest, and a flying knife thrust into his heart.

At the same time, Feng Wuqing also stabbed the dagger into a person's heart. With a light twist of the knife, a blood arrow shot out from the enemy's chest. The opponent's body fell down softly. He did not die immediately, but could only watch the bright red blood gushing out from the small hole in his chest.

Waiting for death is undoubtedly the most feared thing in the world.

The one-armed man and Feng Wuqing looked at each other, and glanced at each other with a hint of appreciation but quickly dissipated. At this time, nearly a hundred enemies had fallen down, and the rest were afraid of not coming forward by Jiang's wall. However, more than 20 people gathered together and blocked the door, their faces pale like the machete in their hands.

Jiang Shibi's clothes were covered with knife marks. Some of the knife wounds on her chest were covered with coagulated blood. The red and black were terrifying, while some of the wounds were still bleeding outside. Although the five were so powerful, they were inevitably killed in a narrow space, let alone protecting Jiang Shengli.

"Mr. Jiang's strength really surprised me."

Chu Tian raised a smile on his face. He took a bottle of beer by the bar, poured a big mouthful of it on his own, then looked at the remaining enemies and smiled: "If I were you, you would definitely turn around and run away at this moment, because the corpses of your companions have proved that confrontation is a dead end."

These two sentences made the Japanese man hesitate. He should indeed run away to save his life according to the situation in front of him, but turning around like this will not only lose the face of the Yamato Warriors, but also the old man Suzuki will also kill them to establish his authority, but may also cause harm to his family. After all, everyone knows that Suzuki will kill people without fail.
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