Hearing Ye Tianlong's instructions, the dinosaur nodded: "Understood."

Following the dinosaur's instruction from Ye Tianlong, Zhao Wuji and nearly a hundred children of the Thirteen League heard the bowstrings, and then felt the sky dark.

Countless crossbow arrows poured down the street.

Two thousand crossbow arrows were ejected in the snowflakes, like dense locusts during natural disasters.

Eight elites from the 13th League who were unable to dodge were shot in the body by a crossbow arrow on the spot, and their bodies instantly became rags, blood bursting, shocking.

There were more than a dozen people who did not hide their bodies, and were shot in the arms or calves by crossbow arrows, making a scream.

"Fuck!"

The three black cars were in the center of the arrows and were directly shot through by the dense crossbow arrows, and the cars led people into a hornet's nest.

The scene was full of blood and mess.

"boom!"

Before he calmed down, another burst of crossbow arrows hit the car.

The members of the Thirteen League clearly felt that this batch of crossbow arrows came wrapped in fire.

They just heard the car roar in a daze, and then the black car ignited, but the snowflakes were still flying but still unable to extinguish quickly.

Everyone knows that this arrow is made specially.

Zhao Wuji, who changed a corner to avoid, looked at the dazzling fire and waved his hand to make everyone change their hiding positions so as not to be used as a target by the crossbow arrows.

Then, Zhao Wuji hurriedly yelled at Ximen Shu: "Call for support, call for support! These people must be killed."

"Damn! Dare to attack Lao Tzu!"

Zhao Wuji was agitated.

Simon subconsciously tightened his body: "Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Wuji heard a ‘swish’ sound, his cheeks suddenly became hot, and a hot liquid spilled on his face.

He subconsciously reached out and touched it, put it down and took a look, the fingers were full of blood, warm and coquettish.

One meter away, an elite death team stood in front of him and endured a wave of crossbow arrows for him.

The crossbow arrow enters the throat and enters the chest, directly extinguishing the vitality.

"Asshole!"

Seeing the tragic death of his brother, Zhao Wuji was so angry that he drew out his gun and pointed it at the front.

The bullet hit the window and banged, but it didn't get the screams they wanted.

Simon Shu, Scar Man and others also pulled the trigger and hit the doors and windows where the crossbow arrows were shot.

"Boom boom!"

In the intensive gunfire, only the glass was smashed and the curtains were in tatters, but the attacker never fell out, and the opponent seemed not to be there at all.

All of the more than 100 guns failed, and no results were achieved.

"Swish swish!"

Afterwards, Zhao Wuji saw three sparks light up, a shop, a rooftop, and a billboard, and they shot three arrows together.

Zhao Wuji intuitively informed that this was a crossbow arrow that hit him.

damn it!

Zhao Wuji let out a low growl, and the next second, he rolled out on the spot, hid back to Rolls-Royce, and yelled to Simon and the others:

"Hide!"

Zhao Wuji rushed behind the Rolls-Royce, and just rushed to the front of the tire. Before he could hide his body, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

He snapped forward and rolled into the back of the car heavily.

He felt a surge of brute force, some lack of standing, he could only fall on the wet ground.

Zhao Wuji drew out a crossbow arrow from behind the armor, and quickly hid the body after throwing it away.

Zhao Wuji yelled angrily: "Damn!"

He regrets that he didn't bring out the heavy weapon, otherwise at the moment two Gatlings are in his hands and all enemies will be torn apart.

"Don't move! Don't move!"

Seeing Zhao Wuji being shot by a crossbow arrow, many of the Zhao elites subconsciously flashed out of the car and the bunker, and wanted to help Zhao Wuji to see if he was okay.

Just as he stepped up, he heard Zhao Wuji sternly stop: "I'm fine, don't move all of them."

There are condescending buildings all around, and they move in the middle of the street. Anyone who emerges can easily be a live target.

For this reason, the four elite of the Thirteen Leagues were shot by the crossbow arrows and fell on their feet in the wind and snow.

"Boom boom!"

The scared guys roared like crazy when they saw it, raising their guns and bombarding the surrounding shops.

This frantic shooting still did not achieve any effect. No one fell out, and no one screamed. Only Leng Fengxue responded.

Simon and the Scared Man were very aggrieved. More than forty elites died, but they didn't hurt each other's hair.

"Pump!"

After the bullet passed, another arrow shot out from the sky, like a shooting in return.

The four elites of the Thirteen Leagues lying behind fell and flew out. One of them was hit by a crossbow arrow, and his teeth were broken and the howling could not be suppressed.

Khan was seen on the foreheads of his companions around.

These thirteen league elites can be regarded as middle-class players, and have dealt with countless such attacks, but they have never been so difficult.

Strongly unable to make it.

Now they only know that their opponents are hiding in the shops on both sides. As for who they are and where they are roughly hiding, they don't know anything.

More importantly, they have already felt the pressure from both sides of the street, although the voice is flat but not lacking in murderousness.

Everyone knows that this is an enemy or not a friend.

Ximen picked up his phone and shouted, "Support, support, why isn't support coming?"

The phone did not respond at all, and Ximen looked down and saw that there was no signal.

"Zhao Wuji is here!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly threw away his shotgun, drew a saber and stood in the middle of the long street, shouting at the front:

"Which Xiaoxiao wants my life, and he has the ability to get out and take it personally."

Hengdao immediately, quite a generation of heroes.

"kill!"

As Zhao Wuji stood up, Changjie suddenly burst into a shout of killing.

More than two hundred figures holding various weapons appeared from both ends of the road and shops.

Looking at it, the streets seemed to be surrounded by human heads, jumping and rushing over like ghosts.

The sharp killing force swept down like a river bursting its embankment, which was amazing.

"Array!"

Ximen shouted: "Protect the leader!"

"Zheng!"

More than forty death teams jumped up and approached Zhao Wuji like a sharp arrow.

The long knife was pulled out almost at the same time, and the force that was pulled out shook the snowflakes down, flashing a cool light.

The queue automatically formed a semicircle, surrounding Zhao Wuji.

More than 20 personal guards also drew their sabers, guarding against the enemies that were pressing around them.

These moves are very simple, but because they are neat and orderly, they immediately show a strong momentum.

Standing in the middle, Zhao Wuji straightened his body and shouted, "Zhao Wuji will not kill the unnamed person. He will send his name to the dead."

"Leader Zhao, good evening."

At this moment, Ye Tianlong turned out from the corner, with a gentle smile on his face: "You and I finally met."

Ximen's pupils condensed in an instant: "Ye Tianlong?"

As soon as these three words came out, the guards of the Thirteen Leagues were all silent, with shock on their faces. It seemed that they did not expect that the person who started tonight was Ye Tianlong.

Ninth-rank master, killing five kings, a hundred years of enchanting, these words pressed like Mount Tai, making the thirteenth alliance elite feel it difficult to breathe.

Even Scar Man and the Death Team are dignified. They are not afraid of death, but it doesn't mean there is no pressure.

"Ye Tianlong!"

Zhao Wuji also had cold eyes, looked at Ye Tianlong not far away, close at hand, but difficult to reach, and then shouted out:

"Ye Tianlong, the Thirteen Leagues donate money and tribute to the United States, cede the land and retreat, and plan to sign a peace agreement in Taiwan tomorrow."

He shouted sharply: "You sneaked into Harbin and attacked on the eve of the negotiation. Wouldn't it be too mean?"

"So unbelievable, how do you face the whole arena, how do you face the people of the world?"

Ximen Shu also roared: "Ye Tianlong, you are too unethical."

"Leader, the agreement has not been signed in one day. Our two gangs are still hostile. It is normal for me to attack you and you to attack me."

Ye Tianlong kept a gentle smile: "Moreover, for tomorrow's peace agreement, does the leader confirm that he is not arrogant?"

"Is there a lot of lies, I believe I am innocent?"

He jokingly said: "In the prevailing words, what calculations the leader will make tomorrow, don't you really have a cross in your heart?"

The corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth moved a bit, and then he sneered: "The peace agreement, I am full of sincerity, otherwise I will not cede the land for compensation."

"I don't want peace, what am I doing so much for?"

Zhao Wuji hummed heavily, "So you don't have to buckle a black pot on the heads of me and the 13th League in order to cover up your shameless behavior."

"is it?"

Ye Tianlong smiled and said: "Half an hour ago, the Taicheng police destroyed two dens, arrested 20 people, and seized a large number of newly assembled weapons."

"The twenty people seem to be from the 13th League."

He whispered: "Weapons include submachine guns, grenades, sniper rifles, and short guns."

Ximen's face changed drastically when he heard this, and there was an unconcealable shock in his eyes.

Zhao Wuji also narrowed his eyes, clenching his left hand imperceptibly.

Ye Tianlong attacked again: "Also, ten minutes ago, more than one hundred unidentified men and women were blocked by the police at the Taicheng Pier."

"Although they don't have an identity mark, they are quite shabby, but they still have one or two bones. They say they are the 13th League Death Team."

"They went to Taicheng to prepare for battle. The goal is not clear yet, but the place where they are hiding tonight is the Taicheng Building."

His smile became playful: "That is the upper and lower levels of our negotiation tomorrow."

When Longmen went to Taicheng, there were so many spies in the spies, apparently confirming the safety of the Taicheng Building, but in fact it was looking for the trail of the children of the 13th League.

After the lock, Ye Tianlong pinched the time to attack Zhao Wuji and stabbed the police to let the Taicheng police directly hit the elite who Zhao Wuji sent to Taicheng.

"Leader, the 13th League has heavy weapons and death squads. Is it to sneak into Taicheng for sightseeing?"

Ye Tianlong breathed out a long breath: "I don't believe I killed him, they have nothing to do with tomorrow."

Scar's eyes widened, it was hard to believe that he heard the news.

Zhao Wuji was silent at first, without any further quibbling, and then sneered: "Ye Tianlong, it seems that you really want me to die?"

"In the past, the lord ordered the five heavenly kings to surround and kill the heavenly dragon."

Ye Tianlong said with a polite smile: "Today, Tianlong led the crowd to send the leader to the road."

"Recommendation, please let the leader laugh."