"kill"

The jackals and disciples roared like chicken blood, and the sounds gathered into a long dragon and echoed in the night sky.

Yang Feicui and the others were tranced when they saw the refugee-like enemy.

Are these enemies? It’s almost the same to say that they are refugees in Heizhou, but no, they should be chaotic refugees in Heizhou.

It was just the bloody reality that torn apart their hallucinations, and the enemies dressed in these refugees burst into cruelty and barbarity.

These people include beggars, fans, bandits, villains, and hooligans.

If they fight alone, they will at most be vicious ordinary people. After all, they are weak and difficult to achieve great things.

But when united, it becomes an extremely cruel sea.

An ant is easily trampled to death, while ten thousand ants are easily swallowed.

They are incited by hatred at this moment and are not too much to describe them as a group of mad dogs.

It was like the earth's fire bursting, like the mountain torrents erupting, and the violent aura spreads wildly.

Not to mention these people who are originally villains, even if they are honest and loyal people, they will quickly transform in such an atmosphere.

Emotions can be contagious, let alone killing aura?

Some people originally mean to mix in and get some rewards, and then find an opportunity to run away while in the chaos.

But under the influence of his accomplices, everyone changed their minds and followed the team forward with enthusiasm.

They shouted wildly: "Kill them, kill them!"

The man in black robe raised his arms again and shouted: "Avenge the young master and the president!"

Countless jackals yelled: "Take revenge, take revenge!"

Yang Feicui couldn't help but touch the corners of her mouth, and she looked around again, all of whom were jackals and disciples who were compressing the battle circle.

Instead of yelling and jumping over, they walked slowly like bulldozers, unhappy but amazing.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Feicui and the others have no gaps to break through.

The dust raised by the footsteps gradually became richer, and it forced Tang Ruoxue and the others like a demon.

The man in black robe waved his weapon: "Kill!"

The jackal raised all kinds of weapons and roared and charged: "Kill, kill, kill!"

But they were so imposing that they were not as smooth as the car barrier arranged by Tang Ruoxue blocked them.

They had to rush around the car.

As a result, the momentum stagnated and the team became chaotic.

"Aunt Qing, do it!"

When Yang Feicui subconsciously took a few steps back, Tang Ruoxue shouted at Aunt Qing.

Then, she held a spear and pulled the trigger.

She fired six shots in one breath.

Aunt Qing also fired bullets with two guns in her hand.

"Swoosh swish swish"

The bullets flew out and all rushed into the front line of ten cars.

The next second, all the fuel tanks of ten cars were blown up, and they exploded on the spot.

The flames soared into the sky, countless pieces shot out, and powerful air waves hit.

Hundreds of jackals and disciples who poured in were instantly overturned and screamed and fell and flew around.

The broken limbs and arms were covered with blood.

Some died on the spot, some were seriously injured, and howlings resounded throughout the club.

The charge of the jackal legion subconsciously retreated.

They didn't expect Tang Ruoxue to be so powerful, and they didn't expect her to blow up the car to block the attack.

"Don't retreat, don't retreat, let me spread the attack and attack together."

"Kill, kill, kill me!"

The man in black robe jumped off the wall immediately and roared at his group of companions.

The Jackal Legion screamed again and waved its weapons to charge.

This time, it was not the main attack gate, but pressed from all over the world.

Tang Ruoxue and Aunt Qing shot out ten more warheads without mercy.

There were a series of explosions, and all the oxygen cylinders on each channel exploded.

"Bang bang bang"

With the earth-shaking sound, more than two hundred jackals fell in pools of blood.

Wailing endlessly.

When the wind blew, not only the black smoke rolled, but the flames were also dazzling, forcing the Jackals and Dogs to retreat again.

But the road back was full of blown-up cars wreckage, and many people accidentally fell on the flames, causing another huge injury.

Yang Feicui waved her fists very happily:

"Blast them to death, blow these bastards to death!"

She felt a sense of pleasure.

Tang Ruoxue and the others were not happy, but just quickly replaced the bullets, and no one chased and evacuated the enemy.

Tonight she will kill a large number of enemies and delay time and cannot waste bullets on single enemies.

"Moulder!"

Seeing the attack failing repeatedly, the man in black robe hiding behind yelled in anger.

With a command, hundreds of jackals rushed forward immediately and lit hundreds of moor bottles and smashed them into the club.

"retreat!"

Tang Ruoxue pulled He Feicui and shouted.

She quickly retreated into the hall with everyone and closed the doors and windows.

"Bang bang bang"

Almost at the same time, countless mooring bottles hit the club trees, rockery, pools, and cars.

A series of explosions sounded, and balls of flames burned, sinking the club door into a sea of ​​fire.

It's just that the distance is too far, and no moor bottles are smashed into the club.

Tang Ruoxue took Aunt Qing and the others to the second floor.

As the smoke rolled, the man in black roared again: "Let's go and burn the club for me."

More than a hundred jackals approached with mobilizers, trying to get closer and smash into the club.

Once the building burns, even if Tang Ruoxue and the others cannot be burned to death, they can be forced out.

"Bang bang bang"

But Tang Ruoxue didn't give them a chance to get closer, so she and Aunt Qing shot the car on the third line of defense again.

Three more cars exploded in fuel tanks, blowing up dozens of jackals who rushed forward.

They screamed and fell to the moor bottle in their hands.

The moor bottle either fell on oneself or on one’s companions, and it immediately made the ghosts cry and howl.

"asshole!"

Seeing that the attack failed once and more than 100 people were lost, the man in black robe was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He took out a cell phone and called it out, reported to the other end of the phone, and then he nodded repeatedly.

The next second, he called another phone to make arrangements.

Soon, hundreds of jackals started to move.

They pulled off the tops of the surrounding trees and then hung the molten bottles on them.

With the order of the man in black robe, hundreds of moor bottles flew out with the help of the elastic force of the trees.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were only a series of explosions, and all the moors hit the walls of the club.

Hot oil splashed everywhere, flames rose, and the club fell into a sea of ​​fire.

Thick smoke rolls.
To be continued...