"My God! I've never seen so many people fighting in groups..." a bodyguard tremblingly held a machete, his palms sweating.

The other bodyguard beside him looked tense, "No one has seen it, not even our group."

"Stop talking nonsense," the third bodyguard said in a low voice with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, holding his shield high. "Think about it, how many people from the Xuan Gang have come? The number of people who didn't show up is at least ten times that of ours!"

Hearing this, all the bodyguards of the Rothschild family fell silent—they tried to imagine this scale, but they had no concept at all.

How can such force be defeated? Everyone is asking themselves.

But no one can answer.

Accompanied by a burst of shouts and killings, the troops of the Xuan Gang immediately pressed up. The bodyguards of the Rothschild family also rushed over, waving their weapons and resisting vigorously.

"Crack! Crack—!"

"Ding ding ding ding—!"

The two sides fought hand to hand, the sound of the blades colliding was ear-piercing, and someone fell to the ground amidst the blood.

In an instant, the streets within a square inch of less than tens of square meters were full of people. The blades on both sides were sharp, and the metal and iron were screaming, just like the end of the world.

The brutal **** battle has begun!

As long as it is a place where the two sides fight, there must be someone who will not live long.

Vander had a gun in his hand, and he kept firing when he saw the opportunity. He saw a bodyguard chop down several people with a huge double-edged axe, but was then knocked to the ground by the rushing Xuan Gang.

Vandel yelled, but his cries were drowned out by the battle cries!

At the beginning, the bodyguards could basically maintain their formation and protect Van der in the middle, but under the several attacks of the Xuan Gang, the bodyguards' team quickly deformed.

Someone bumped into Vander, someone reached out and pulled him, someone scratched his face—whether it was a bodyguard or a thug from the Xuan gang, he didn't know.

The blade slid across Vandel's carapace, nicking his elbow. He only remembered the feeling of pain, but nothing else.

"Whizzing!"

The Xuan gang thugs at the front stepped aside as if ordered, and the Xuan gang crossbowmen behind them started shooting.

After a few screams, someone fell down.

The other bodyguards still held their shields high, brandished their weapons, and continued to resist the impact. The shock of fear and wildness made people fearless.

"Retreat, retreat to the back streets!" Vander yelled.

There were too many people in the Xuan Gang, and they were surrounded by crowds. They were being compressed and smaller every moment, and Van der's bodyguards couldn't bear it any longer.

"Rush out! We must break through!"

Van der saw that the situation was extremely critical, and if this continued, it would be over sooner or later!

He thought in his heart that he couldn't resist like this anymore, and it would be too late when these people drove them to a dead end.

He wants to run. must run.

Killing also kills a **** way!

In fact, everyone knew they had to rush out, but how easy is it to break through?

"Bang bang bang!"

Four thugs approached from the flanks, and Vander saw the opportunity and fired several times.

Blood spattered on Fandre's face, he gritted his teeth and wiped his face, and then pulled the trigger, only to find that the ammunition had run out.

A gun is good at a long distance, but no one will give him time to reload it in a fierce melee. Now the gun has lost its function and is like scrap iron.

The sharp blades and blood drew complex trajectories in the air. Vander yelled, grabbed a machete, and swung it like a madman.

Under the pushing and impact of the crowd, Van der was soon lost in the **** vortex.

When he raised his head, he saw a figure on a tall horse in the crowd—the leader of the Xuan Gang was smiling grinningly, looking at them from afar.

Li Renxuan had a cruel expression on his face, and his eyes were like wild dogs. The sun shone on his silver leather armor, and the word "Xuan" reflected like blood, kindly helping Vander cover Li Renxuan's face.

But he could still feel the power of Li Renxuan's vicious eyes sweeping over their group.

As soon as he saw it, there was a wave of fear in Fandre's heart.

"The bastards!" he roared unwillingly.

On the other side of the street, 20 to 30 thugs from the Xuan Gang rushed over aggressively.

They were all wearing cooked leather armor, holding tomahawks, machetes, and pointed sticks. They were divided into three rows to encircle and cut off Fandre's back.

If there is no miracle, then the living space of Van der and his men will soon be squeezed into a place the size of a palm, and they can only be captured without a fight.

Fandre stared angrily, burning with anxiety!

The boss of the Xuan Gang ordered to catch the living, and this group of people would definitely keep an eye on their own prey like hungry wolves. They will kill all the bodyguards first, and then capture themselves.

Maybe in the future, they will humiliate him in public!

Thinking of this, Van der's teeth were about to be gritted. Aggrieved, too aggrieved!

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Blood and broken arms flew across. There were screams, roars, and swearing.

The brutal hand-to-hand combat is frightening.

Because the venue was too small, it was impossible to use weapons at all, and was sandwiched by the Xuan Gang men and horses at both ends, and everyone huddled together, basically less than half a meter apart. .

The person who was cut could only scream helplessly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder!

Large swaths of dark clouds weighed down in the sky.

Half a minute later, a heavy rain passed and poured down on the head.

Everyone in this era knows that rainwater is acidic.

If no protective measures are taken, the skin will feel an unbearable tingling sensation after just ten minutes of being drenched. After that, if you don't wash it in time, the toxin will seep into the skin over time, causing irreversible and serious damage to the body's digestion, respiratory system and even internal organs.

But everyone's eyes were red at the moment, and no one thought of taking shelter from the rain at all.

The encirclement of the Xuan Gang was shrinking faster, and Fandre was even more astonished when he saw that there were fewer and fewer bodyguards around him. Of the thirty or forty people he brought, only a dozen remained to protect him.

So desperate!

Just then, an unbelievable scene happened.

"Ouch!"

"Wow!"

People around Van der began to fall, and the call signs kept ringing. What's even more amazing is that all those who fell were without exception—all members of the Xuan Gang.

No one noticed that there were more fallen stones on the ground, some of which were still stained with blood.

After a while, I saw a figure skipping the Xuanbang crowd. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was so fast that it was hard to catch with the naked eye. This figure was like a ghost, shuttling through the crowd non-stop.

It was raining heavily.

Countless red drops of water splashed onto the ground, and blood mixed with muddy water flowed on the street.

In the chaos, no one saw where this figure came from. All the sharp blades seemed to be enchanted, avoiding silently in front of this figure, unable to hurt at all.

Fandre was still fighting frantically, his mouth was dry and his heart was beating wildly.

It wasn't until the thugs in front of him fell down one after another that he realized that the situation had changed strangely.

Van der finally noticed that figure, and his heart was shocked!

I saw a group of gray and black figures passing back and forth in the crowd, floating like a **** of death, dancing strangely in the flesh and blood.

On this person, the half-length cloak that reached his legs danced up and down, and his figure was extremely agile. Everywhere he went, several people must have fallen down!

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