A few agile Orientals counterattacked, but the darts and guns in their hands were all hitting the iron plate, which could not pose a threat to the people in the car.

The cockpit of the container truck has also been remodeled, and it is all bullet-proof glass. The Orientals cannot kill the driver to stop the car from charging.

Fortunately, there were a lot of things in the dock. After a brief panic, the Orientalist shot a speargun, threw out an iron chain, stabbed an iron rod, and drove to collide.

The container truck finally stopped, and the dazzling headlights were also extinguished amidst the sound of gunfire, making Morita's vision clear again.

"Swish swish!"

Then, four well-equipped Orientals jumped a few times, dodged shooting like civets, and then jumped onto the top of the first container car through the blind spots.

Just as they hung their bodies upside down and threw poisonous smoke bombs into the car, a tiger-like figure turned up from the back of the container truck.

"flutter!"

Han Qinhu kicked an Oriental, and then slashed his axe into the back of the other's neck. Blood spattered on his face, which was unusually warm.

When the Dongyang people turned their eyes off the car, seeing Han Qinhu suddenly furious, without hesitation, the axe overturned the third Dongyang master.

The next second, a punch hit the shoulder of the fourth assailant again, and he slammed it!

"Crack!"

An entire arm was torn off by Han Qin Husheng without any stagnation.

What was dropped was the poisonous smoke bomb in the hands of the sneak attacker. Han Qinhu kicked it out, and the poisonous smoke shot into the eastern crowd in the distance.

Then, he pulled the assailant's body and blocked the eight darts.

The assailant died.

Han Qinhu threw out the corpse in front of him, smashed two gun-bearing Orientals, and then the short axe flashed, directly killing them.

Morita stared at Han Qinhu angrily: "Ba Ga, Ba Ga!"

He slammed his hand, and two darts shot out.

Han Qinhu rolled, quickly avoiding one, and then swept backhand and swept away the other.

"Blocked!"

Han Qinhu shouted in a deep voice: "Don't leave one, kill all, burn all, grab all."

"Wow!"

When the container truck rushed to the main dock, Han Qinhu rolled over from the top of the car and hit the crowd without saying a word.

Facing the intrepid Dongyang people, the axe gleamed with light and cruel, and four or five members of the Royal Sword Association were instantly beheaded.

Blood stained the sky!

Han Qinhu suddenly rushed out, and furiously attacked the enemy in front of the rung. He kept stopping during his shots, and the axe Xiao killed half of the world.

Three container trucks also opened the back door, and more than seventy children of the magic sword and Tiger Master also rushed out at the same time.

One by one, like a mad cow, the royal swords that they charge and resist will be elite and fight.

"what--"

The members of the two sides gradually decreased, and they fell in batches, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings, like a drizzle.

The soldiers faced each other, and when Han Qinhu rushed towards Morita, the flat-headed youth blocked Han Qinhu's way.

Who stands in front of Han Qinhu today, he will tear it apart without hesitation.

"call--"

Therefore, Han Qinhu didn't talk nonsense, he shot directly, the moves were very spicy, and the flat-headed youth who was called Takahashi was not weak, and he was amazingly brave with a samurai sword.

"when!"

After he held Han Qinhu's axe with a samurai sword, he kicked the latter's abdomen fiercely.

I thought that I could kick Han Qinhu two meters away, but Han Qinhu was holding him back with one hand, and Gao Qiao suddenly fell forward unsteadily.

Han Qinhu bent his knees slightly with a murderous look, and his whole body bounced up instantly, blasting towards his opponent like a cannonball.

"boom!"

Takahashi couldn't dodge and was kicked by Han Qinhu. He stepped back, with a splash of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Han Qinhu didn't stop his movements at all, and his body burst out with a flash of coldness.

The axe is as fast as lightning.

"flutter!"

The axe slashed Takahashi's neck with a look of astonishment, blood surged.

Takahashi looked unwilling, but he didn't panic, and slowly fell to the ground.

"kill!"

Han Qinhu shook his blood and continued on, like a rage lion could not resist.

The brothers behind him saw the situation more vigorously, as if they were beaten up with blood, they roared in unison, and the momentum was shocking, and they attacked the dock without fear of death.

Master Tiger vs. Kamikaze team, and the son of God Sword vs. Emperor Sword will be elite, Han Qinhu directly took Morita who retreated inside.

The numbers on both sides were originally the same, both were 80 people, but Han Qinhu and the others broke into it suddenly, car crashed, shot, and overturned more than 30 Easterners.

Therefore, the fight at the moment is almost two to one, so Han Qinhu and the others can't contain it.

The Dongyang people also got red eyes. Although they were crushed and defeated, they still used every bit of energy.

More than a dozen children of magic knives fell into their hands.

The fighting was fierce, tragic, and stimulating, but it was endless.

Han Qinhu broke into the factory, fixed his eyes on Morita in the distance, and smiled: "Morita! Ye Shao greets you."

Morita glared wide and clasped the samurai sword tightly: "Bad son! There is a kind to kill me."

Han Qinhu turned his axe, and the blood dripped out: "Don't worry, I will send you and the Kamikaze team on the road."

"Swish swish!"

Morita looked at Han Qinhu coldly and did not respond again, but four weird figures leapt up from the concealment.

The four arcs full of forest cold split the air, facing Han Qinhu who was walking forward with the axe, the angles were very sharp and harsh.

"kill!"

Faced with the four kamikaze killers like a phantom, Han Qinhu, who is fighting to the sky, does not retreat but instead advances.

Unstoppable, his left fist pierced through a piece of forest cold and the sword light bombarded out, and his right axe also swung a sharp arc.

The two kamikaze killers had no time to accept the changes, and they were already shrouded in the shadow of death.

"Crack!"

After the explosion of broken bones, a body drew an arc in the air and flew out seven or eight meters, and a mouthful of hot blood floated to the ground.

Another assassin's neck also burst into blood, and then fell to the ground.

Morita's face changed slightly, a little surprised by Han Qinhu's strength, and then he saw his subordinates being defeated by Master Tiger and the son of God Sword, his expression became more solemn.

"kill!"

The two assassins went mad to kill Han Qinhu, and Han Qinhu instantly doubled the speed on the way, cutting two arcs with two swords.

When the katana of the two assassins were cut off and retreated, Han Qinhu had already slayed by their side, the axe flashed, blood bursting into the facial features and twisting.

Afterwards, he kicked them out one after another.

"Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, two piercing explosions sounded almost simultaneously, and the two Kamikaze corpses exploded together, and a dazzling flame rose up.

Afterwards, a pile of flesh and blood fell from mid-air, making the whole factory shocking.

Han Qinhu was also hit on the body, hot and painful, and accompanied by a pungent breath.

He moved back and looked down. He was bloodied, his skin was painful, and there was a touch of erythema.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Morita raised his hands again, and two more Kamikaze players appeared and shot two poisonous smoke bombs in his hands.

Earth bombs exploded and poisonous smoke rose.

Several disciples of the **** knife who approached shook their bodies, and then coughed and fell to the ground, looking very painful.

"Be careful! Toxic!"

Han Qinhu shouted to the kid of Shendao who rushed in, and then rushed through the black smoke holding his breath, raising his hand to cut down the two Kamikaze players who were in the way.

Then, he rushed through the corpse, trying to lock Morita, but found that he was nowhere to be seen...

Not far away, the speedboat roared...

When Han Qinhu and the others were annihilating the Kamikaze team and the elite of Huangdaohui, Ye Tianlong was slowly walking into the crowded police hall.

Compared with Morita's life and death, Ye Tianlong cares more about today's momentum.

This is an invisible weapon that really kills the Orientals.