Chapter 588

The night wind is cold, not far from Anyang City, on the top of a mountain, ye Qian stands with his hands in front of him, overlooking the brightly lit city.

"Under the quiet surface, there are always frightening waves. It seems that tonight is destined to be a bloody night. I really look forward to it!"

Ye Qian has now entered the peak state of Diyuan. Although the golden light can't be said for a moment, the distance is still a thousand miles. Therefore, after leaving Rongjia, ye Qian directly came to Anyang, hundreds of kilometers away from the South China Sea.

In recent days, Anyang City is not peaceful. We can often see a large group of police in the daytime. When night falls, Anyang becomes more violent.

The local gang members of Anyang fire dragon gang are hundreds of people, often with weapons, seems to be looking for something.

The influential figures in Anyang can be seen from the wind in recent days that Anyang has been in a big mess recently. Both black and white are going out together. I don't know what kind of characters they are, and they pierce the day.

As the initiator of the curtain, Zhang Hao has been living a miserable life these days. The whole area of Anyang is blocked. Zhang Hao and his wounded eighth son are unable to enter or retreat. They run away crazily. They are beaten and killed everywhere, which is more painful than the wanted criminals.

Anyang, the bright lights under the night can not cover the darkness of this city.

Under the hole of a bridge, two young people in a hurry are helpless to hide. They were ragged and covered with blood. They looked very embarrassed.

One of them is Zhang Hao, and the other is Lao Ba, who has been seriously injured.

Holding Lao Ba, he gently leaned against the pillar under the bridge hole. Zhang Hao's eyes were red: "Lao Lin, Lao Lin, hold on, Lao Lin, at this time, you can't sleep, you can't sleep, you can't get up once you sleep. Lao Lin, do you know?"

"Tianjiao, Tianjiao has already gone to the South China Sea. My elder brother ye can come here immediately. At this time, you can't see anything happening!"

Lao Ba heard Zhang Hao's voice, opened his eyes slightly and gave a bitter smile: "Lao, Lao Zhang, don't worry about me, you, you can still escape. Go back. When you go back, please tell the master that I can't finish the ten-year contract. Also, for me, tell Tianjiao, I, I can't accompany her any more! "

Lao BA's words seemed to be his last words.

Zhang Hao, however, roared in a low, angry voice: "what bullshit do you mean, Lao Lin, you and Lao Liu are my brothers. I am Zhang Hao's good brothers all my life. I will not leave you alone. I believe in me, I can take you out of this place, you believe me

For Zhang Hao's words, Lao BA was just in the clouds, until some of the voices behind him were not heard at all.

Zhang Hao refused to accept his life and shook Lao Ba desperately: "Lao Lin, wake up, Lao Lin, wake up!"

At this time, a group of people from Wuyang, on the other side of the bridge cave, came over. Zhang Hao was cold eyed and saw that there were about 50 or 60 people. They're all wearing sleeveless clothes and holding guys in their hands.

In the moonlight, the gang strided forward towards Zhang Hao and Lao ba.

A group of people surrounded Zhang Hao and Lao ba. The leading Ma Zai looked at Zhang Hao's miserable appearance and said: "made, you two little bastards can hide. You have found such a place. Well, there is a bridge and water, which is a good burial place."

Then the leading horse waved his iron bar and said, "little ones, let's go together and cut this boy alive. The leader has orders. Who can kill this boy, and the reward is 100000 yuan!"

In this world, there are not one or two people who are open to money. They heard that there was a reward of 100000 yuan. They rushed at Zhang Hao and Lao Ba like they didn't want to die.

At the moment, Zhang Hao didn't feel half afraid. He just took a cold look at the group of ants. Then he stood up from the ground, carried Lao Ba behind him, and said with a wry smile, "Lao Lin, this is the first time we have to fight together again!"

"Ma De, it's very tenacious. I'll see when you can resist. Let's go together!"

No. 50 or 60, with machetes and sticks in their hands, rushed at Zhang Hao at an order. All the cold weapons hit Zhang Hao like the tide.

Faced with so many people and so many weapons, Zhang Hao did not resist, relying on the fierce body of the ancient witch clan to resist.

After Ding Ding Dang, Zhang Hao's whole body muscles burst out, it can be said that the sword is not as good as. Zhang Hao stabilized the eight behind him with one hand, and with a huge fist in the other hand, he hit the horses.

At the moment, Zhang Hao has no routine at all.

When a man is hit by a strong fist, he falls to the ground with more blood. The anger of the ancient sorcerers could not be resisted by a few ordinary people.

Zhang Hao fell to the ground one by one.

At the moment, Zhang Hao is completely non-human. He is invulnerable. He is more and more brave in the war. He looks at his own people being blasted out by huge fists. The leading Ma Zai, who has just flaunted his power, retreats again and again."It's terrible. It's terrible. What kind of monster is it? Can't it be killed?"

After a while of random boxing, Zhang Hao knocked down No. 50 and No. 60 people with the power of destroying the withered and decadent. The violent breath did not mean to stop. His eyes were red and blood red. Zhang Hao was just like a bloodthirsty demon at the moment.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The leading horse couldn't run, so he was kicked to the ground by Zhang Hao. Then Zhang Hao kicked him hard on his chest, and the horse suddenly passed out with blood.

"Waste!" Zhang Hao snorted fiercely. He grasped the old eight behind him. He didn't even look at the groaning gangsters and left.

If Zhang Hao had been in such a situation a few days ago, he might have been at a loss. But in the past few days in Anyang, Zhang Hao has experienced too many pursuits, such as this kind of pursuit, no less than a dozen games, Zhang Hao has become numb and used to it.

Under the dark bridge, at the moment, a pair of eyes are staring at Zhang Hao's back. The eyes are full of fun.

"Tut Tut, in the end, the ancient witch tribe was the stronger race in Vietnam War. It's just a pity that Haozi has a lot of accomplishments, but his actual combat experience is still too weak. It seems that we still need to strengthen it after going back this time. "

With that, his eyes could not help sweeping the thugs who had fallen all over the bridge hole and sneered: "kindness is a virtue, but kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. How can these grasshoppers frighten the tigers behind them! Haozi is still too soft hearted. It's not possible to do this! "

When the voice dropped, the bridge cave, which was still humming and hawing, was instantly quiet. Fifty or sixty corpses were arranged in neat order, forming a huge dead word.

Anyang night is still cold, but tonight's Anyang, with a bit of killing in the cold.

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