After killing the opponent, they leaned towards Chen Yaoyang without saying a word. The aura made people smell death.

"kill--"

Before seeing their companions die, the two Chen's elite roared and rushed forward holding the machete without hesitation.

The two Western women sneered, took a step forward, shaking their right hands.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, they fended off the opponent's machete, and then they got close, grabbed Chen's elite neck, and the army stab stabbed the abdomen.

"Pump pound!"

The two Western women stabbed more than ten times in one breath, and smashed the two Chen's elites they were holding into a sieve, and then threw them on the ground like a rag.

The abdomen of the two of them was full of wounds, their eyes widened, and their bodies were twitched in pain, blood rushing.

The two women licked their lips, their eyes full of disdain and contempt.

The bearded men calmly stepped on the corpse, their eyes staring at Chen Yaoyang like poisonous snakes.

In the distance, the corners of Bao Jinyi's mouth were moved. Unexpectedly, this group of Westerners was so domineering, killing people like killing dogs. It seems that Chen Yaoyang will be more ill-fortune tonight.

But Bao Jinyi didn't quickly turn around and ran away. He picked up the walkie-talkie and issued an instruction.

The one-eyed men quickly pried open the seats when they heard the words. Everyone had a gun hidden under their seats. Bao Jinyi bought them for self-protection at a high price.

When the one-eyed men quietly took out the bullets and assembled them, Bao Jinyi also picked up the phone and sent a message to Ye Tianlong...

In his opinion, he always needs to make up for the bar conflict tonight.

"Asshole—"

At this moment, seeing the tragic death of his companion, two more sturdy Chen's backbones, holding the dagger in their hands, rushed up, and stabbed the bearded man.

Just after the knife was stabbed, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and the beard they were about to attack was gone.

"flutter--"

At this moment, their throats were swept by the opponent, and the strength of their bodies suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The palm dagger'Dangdang' fell down, and they didn't even have the power to resist. They staggered and fell to the ground, their vitality extinguished.

"Damn! Asshole, kill my brother and I will kill you."

Chen Yaoyang was stunned when he saw this, and then he was very angry, but at the moment he didn't have too much sadness, he took out two axes from the car and threw them over.

The action is not unpleasant, and the strength is not small, but the beard and skill are even more amazing, the body flicks, pulls up, and avoids an axe.

Then, lifting his toes, he clicked on another axe.

"when!"

The axe bounced back with a loud noise.

"what--"

The axe slammed a Chen's backbone in the chest.

A stream of blood sputtered out, struggling with the axe twice, and his head crooked to death.

"Brother Yao, it's not good, go!"

Seeing that the enemy was so powerful and killed so many brothers in one shot, Chen's elite roared and warned Chen Yaoyang to leave: "Go."

They yelled Chen Yaoyang to run quickly, and at the same time drew their weapons to block their beards.

"A group of Xiaoxiao."

When they saw their cheeks, they whirled, kicked the four machetes out of the ground, and shot four Chen's elites who had pulled out their pistols and shotguns.

In less than three minutes, Chen Yaoyang's guards were killed and injured 60%.

"kill!"

The rest of Chen's elite was completely stimulated, and they burst out hysterical shouts, brandishing weapons and smashing their cheeks.

"roll--"

Chen Yaoyang pushed away the two cronies who were about to pull him away, and drew a saber and swayed towards him.

Although he knew he was not an opponent, he would never abandon his brother and run away.

To die together.

Seeing Chen Yaoyang rushing over, a Western woman flickered. After kicking two Chen Yaoyang, she took Chen Yaoyang with a murderous look.

Obviously eager to serve.

"boom--"

Just as she rushed over like a rainbow, Chen Yaoyang suddenly threw the machete, took out a shotgun from behind with his backhand, and pulled the trigger with a grinning grin.

"go to hell."

"Do not--"

Western women see the dramatic changes in their faces, but it is too late to subconsciously avoid them.

"Snapped--"

The iron sand in the sky blasted her body, and she was instantly bloody, let alone a few hundred iron particles.

The western woman screamed, and fell back heavily, falling to the ground with difficulty.

"Poke my brother, I will kill you, kill you."

When they rushed over with their nerves tense, Chen Yaoyang took another step forward and fired a second shot at the head of the western woman.

"boom--"

In the sound of a gunshot, the western woman fell straight to the ground, her face covered with iron sand, she couldn't tell, she twitched twice and died.

During the period, two more gunshots sounded, and a backbone of the Chen family, who was only breathing, fired bullets at the Western man who killed him and turned away.

Lu Hu roared: "Kill them."

He regretted not using a gun in the first place.

In addition to Zhao Dongfeng's order to kill Chen Yaoyang, there is also the feeling that killing a few gang members is as easy as pinching an ant.

Who knows, Chen Yaoyang is so cunning and arrogant.

The death rate is one to twenty, and it looks like the beard wins, but this is still not the result he wants, he hopes zero casualties.

In his instructions, the remaining three companions went all out.

"boom--"

Chen Yaoyang didn't even look at the dead person. He raised his muzzle and shot another shot at the beard who rushed over.

He stretched his beard and drew out quickly.

"boom--"

Chen Yaoyang fired another shot, and the beard evaded again, moving very quickly, but the range of the shotgun was too large, and there were a few iron sand in his abdomen.

Although not fatal, it is also painful.

"boom--"

Before Chen Yaoyang fired again, his beard kicked the machete on the ground and took Chen Yaoyang directly in the chest.

Chen Yaoyang didn't have time to evade, so he could only use a shotgun to block. With a crisp sound, the machete was thrown out and the shotgun fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he flicked his beard and hit Chen Yaoyang, who was empty-handed.

Chen Yaoyang wanted to pick up a gun too late, so he could only pull out a saber from behind.

One wave!

Fight to death!

"kill--"

Luo Chi Hu slightly narrowed his eyes, ran and kept getting closer, and when he was about two meters away, the army stabbed thunder.

Chen Yaoyang knew that it was a critical moment of life and death, so he roared and swung the machete in his hand and exhausted all his strength.

"when!"

A loud noise!

The army stab and the machete collided fiercely, and they broke into two pieces together. They also made each other feel pain in the tiger's mouth and their weapons fell to the ground.

Withdrawing two steps and covering his beard, a touch of astonishment crossed his face, as if Chen Yaoyang did not expect to have such power.

However, he didn't care too much, his right hand sank, and he rushed out to Chen Yaoyang, who had broken his old wound, and blasted out with a punch.

"boom--"

Facing the heavy punch that blasted his head like a cannonball, Chen Yaoyang gritted his teeth and instinctively backed away.

At almost the same moment, Chen Yaoyang's fist was rubbed against his nose, and a **** nose came out, causing Chen Yaoyang to suffer severe pain.

However, Chen Yaoyang quickly resisted the severe pain, and instead of retreating, he slipped into the arms of the beard, using all his strength to hug the latter tightly.

"what--"

When Luo Hu made a bad cry in his heart, Chen Yaoyang was already like a mad dog, constantly biting his chest hair with his teeth.

"what--"

Although the beard's face was tyrannical, but the fur was bitten, he still screamed instinctively, and then his fist sank, and the rain usually fell on Chen Yaoyang's back.

"Boom, boom—"

Chen Yaoyang was beaten up and groaned, but still did not let go.

Luo Chihu's face changed, and then he roared, raising his elbows high, and hitting Chen Yaoyang's head.

"Stab!"

But before the elbow hit the opponent, a sharp noise was heard on the beard.

Then, a heart-piercing pain came from his lower abdomen. Looking down, Chen Yaoyang tore a piece of his flesh with his teeth.

Bloody meat.