"Wow--"

More than a dozen swordsmen in the hall immediately drew their swords when they heard the words, and five or six injured backbones also fought their fellows, and immediately surrounded Zhao Dongfeng.

Chen Yaoyang roared: "Chop!"

More than a dozen swordsmen rushed up first, shining sharply with a sharp killing intent.

Seeing Chen Yaoyang attacking him, Zhao Dongfeng's expression sank. He had no time to ask clearly, so he could only avoid the two knives on one side of his body.

Then, he stretched his body and hit them hard with his shoulder.

"what--"

When the two Chen's swordsmen fell out, he snatched two machetes, the blades turned, the backs of the blades knocked out, hitting the jaws of the three.

The three swordsmen snorted and flew out, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths and chests.

Afterwards, Zhao Dongfeng yelled, turned his hands, and cut out the two knives. With a sound of "Dangdangdang", the four sabers were cut to the ground.

Blood was also flowing from their tiger's mouth.

Seeing that Zhao Dongfeng was so arrogant, the remaining swordsmen did not attack again, but stepped back two steps to protect Chen Yaoyang.

"Tweet—"

At the same time, someone blew a whistle.

Soon, more than 20 swordsmen swarmed into the door, and many swords and guns surrounded Zhao Dongfeng again.

Zhao Dongfeng's nerves tightened and he shouted to Chen Yaoyang: "Chen Yaoyang, are you crazy? What are you going to do?"

"I'm here to help you!"

"Your brother was severed by Ye Tianlong, and my daughter was also abolished by him. We are all the same, and the target is Ye Tianlong."

He said word by word: "You let people besiege me, don't you have a brain flood?"

While talking, he pressed the phone in his pocket. Although he is strong enough, he still needs to be prepared for changes.

"Fuck you uncle, who followed you all the way?"

Chen Yaoyang took out a saber from under the sofa: "Although I am upset with Ye Tianlong, he still wants to cut him a thousand times, but that is our business."

"Sacred Swordsmen, Shark Gang, Longmen, it's not your turn to take advantage of the fire."

He asked the wounded to be carried away. Although this villa was only a resting place and rarely came, there were still more than 30 guards.

In addition to the more than 30 people who follow him all the year round, the combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated.

Zhao Dongfeng's eyes were cold: "What are you talking about?"

"Do you think I haven't seen your interview?"

Chen Yaoyang licked his lips: "Using the feelings of his compatriots to arouse the compassion of the Chinese soldiers, and then shoot the heads in exchange for money, and destroy humanity."

"I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen shameless people like you."

"Moreover, he said vigorously and complacently in his despicable and shameless business."

"You said you were cheated to kill. If you don't cover it, you are still proud, and you are preaching everywhere, and it is disgusting to regard despicableness as pride."

He spat out: "I'm not a good person, but I don't want to be a beast like you, and want me to cooperate with you, when my brain is flooded?"

Zhao Dongfeng looked coldly: "Chen Yaoyang, you would die miserably without me."

Chen Yaoyang sneered: "I'm stunned by Ye Tianlong. I failed. It's a big deal. I'll be a hero again after eighteen years."

"Joining hands with you as Ye Tianlong, I'm sorry, I can't afford to lose this face, even if I add 50% more chance of winning, I'm not uncommon."

"If I really joined hands with you, even if I hacked Ye Tianlong to death and became the Underground King of Australia, I wouldn't have any sense of accomplishment."

Chen Yaoyang screamed: "Not only will I be jabbed in the backbone by my brothers on the road, even my children and grandchildren will call me a bitch."

Zhao Dongfeng's face sank: "Chen Yaoyang, are you an idiot?"

"You are a gangster, what do you say about your family and the country?"

Zhao Dongfeng's eyes jumped with murderous intent: "Don't you think that what you said just now is ridiculous?"

Chen Yaoyang's blade pointed out: "It's not absurd, I know it."

"I would rather be a villain than a beast."

"People can be despicable and shameless, but you can't forget your ancestors. Lao Tzu wants to be incense for Qingming."

Sound on the ground.

"Chen Yaoyang, you are not only naive, but you live pitifully."

Zhao Dongfeng laughed wildly, with endless contempt in his eyes: "The running dog traitor...Brainwashing too much, wash out an idiot like you."

"The upright American man..."

"My sister--"

Chen Yaoyang slammed his hands and shouted, "Chop it!"

Following the issuance of this order, more than 20 people stood up with swords and guns at Zhao Dongfeng, and attacked Zhao Dongfeng with murderous aura.

Killing thunderously.

The machete rushed towards Zhao Dongfeng like a white dragon. Although there were only more than twenty people, they looked like a whole at this time, and their movements were neat.

The aura that aroused was powerful and incompetent, like a thousand troops rushing towards Zhao Dongfeng.

"A group of Xiaoxiao!"

Zhao Dongfeng waved his swords and directly collided with the crowd.

The two sides made earth-shattering roars, roars, screams, and screams. The sound was shocking.

The light of the sword waving was like lightning bolts, blood splattered, people leaning up, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Zhao Dongfeng was covered in blood, and those who had opponents also had his own. He slowly retreated to the door, his sword was like a cold light electric switch, and those who blocked him were invincible.

At this time, there were more than a dozen swordsmen who fell under Zhao Dongfeng's sword. He seemed to be handed down to the world with a murderous sword. The sword was fierce, but there was no emotion on his face.

"Adjust people, adjust people."

Chen Yaoyang shouted to the five or six backbones who were protecting him: "This old man must be killed."

When the backbone was holding the phone to call for the personnel, the guards of the garden also rushed to form a line to stop Zhao Dongfeng.

"Boom boom!"

Just when the Chen swordsman surrounded Zhao Dongfeng again, five more black cars drove at the door, the door opened, and more than a dozen uniformed men and women emerged.

They all shot in their hands and looked cold.

The leader of the team was the Guazilian woman, Zhao Dongfeng’s daughter, Zhao Chenchen. Seeing her father was surrounded by groups, she immediately drew a shot to warn her:

"Stop! Stop!"

As the gunfire sounded, the scene gradually calmed down, and then more than a dozen commercial vehicles arrived, and more than fifty Chen elites poured out.

But three police cars also rushed over.

"Keep off all!"

Zhao Chenchen led a team of men and quickly smashed through the encirclement of Chen's swordsman, and rushed to Zhao Dongfeng's side to greet: "Father, are you okay?"

Chen Yaoyang frowned slightly when the national police appeared and the Australian city police had arrived, and he made a gesture to get his hands back.

"I'm fine."

Zhao Dongfeng threw the two knives on the ground, and then gave Chen Yaoyang a cold eye: "Palace Master Chen, toast and not eat or drink fine wine."

"You will regret what you did today."

He carried his hands on his back: "The shame I have suffered will definitely be returned to you ten times."

Chen Yaoyang let out a ‘bah’ and spit on Zhao Dongfeng’s feet:

"roll!"