"Tieniu, you see, it's from the Qingyun Gang."

The cold wind blew people's clothes, and the weather forecast said that the first snow this year may come today.

A group of tiger studs took advantage of the vacation to Shengxing Street, which borders the Central and Southern Districts. It is said that Feng Shaoxia and the Killing Sword were dueling in front of Tianxiang Tower here.

The Guandi Temple, which was once covered in blood, is nearby and is still incense.

It's been a few days since they just couldn't swallow it in a breath, and they did make such a promise.

If brothers and sisters are humiliated and are killed, they will be punished.

There were people coming and going on the streets, and the shops that combine classical and modern on both sides were very lively. They were about to walk into Tianxianglou for dinner.

This antique structure building with four or five stories high is a well-known middleman bar here and has existed for many years.

There were some vehicles parked outside Tianxiang Tower, and there seemed to be a group of people from the bank inside, with the vehicle sign of Seth.

At this time, Hu Tieniu had noticed when he heard the words of his companion Zhang Weiyu.

I saw a group of more than a dozen gang members walking there, all of them were young and strong men. They wore sleeveless vests in winter, showing their tattooed arms, and most of them wore long swords.

Many of them are also equipped with mechanical prosthetic bodies, which seem to be extraordinary.

There were a few who also had tattoos on their faces, and they were tattooed with the Rakshasa ghosts in front of them, and their eyes were violent.

"A group of scum in green forest." Hu Tie-niu suddenly saw Tongling's eyes getting angry.

It is not only because of the previous generation's grudges, but also because the Qingyun helps people usually do some evil things.

There are the most casinos, boxing gyms and brothels in the south area of ​​Dongtu Street. Every day, people are killed and broken up and forced into prostitution.

Hu Tieniu didn’t understand the profound meaning, and he heard that the Qingyun Gang was a cancer planted by Longteng Group in the green forest.

It is because of this group of people that the reputation of Green Forest is so mixed, and the people on the streets are disliked by some citizens.

It is also because these evil dogs have done all kinds of shameful and insidious things for Longteng and the bank, so the world is not peaceful.

If Longteng wanted to "knock" the streets, it would be like cutting the tiger's escort agency, and then borrowing the Qingyun Gang's hand.

This large gang in the south was a lackey, and there were no Qingyun Qizi anymore. There were only these hawks that were similar to the Big House Voodoo Gang.

"Scum, Dongtu Street is the reputation of these scums that have damaged it." Hu Tieniu said hatefully.

The five of them were tall and big, and they were also wearing weapons and prosthetic bodies. They were also very conspicuous when standing on the street.

However, the Qingyun Gang members were also going to Tianxiang Tower. When they walked by, they could naturally see them, especially Hu Tieniu, who was 2.15 meters tall, and his pair of bull eyes that were ignited.

"What are you looking at? Just go and get the luck. Don't block your uncle Qingyun's way."

The bald man with a tattoo of a Rakshasa ghost on his face mocked that according to the Qingyun Gang's standards, Shengxing Street is considered the land of the southern district.

No matter what, it is not the people from the Huwei Escort Agency who can act wildly here.

The Qingyun Gang is used to being arrogant and domineering here, and is also used to the tiger-powered escorts doing moderate things, and generally tolerate them.

Besides, their group of more than a dozen people have an advantage over these five men and the extraordinary.

"Then you still look at it?" The Rakshasa ghost saw that the big bearded man seemed to be dissatisfied, and immediately mocked him again: "Do you want to be robbed or what? Look at your handsome man, you have a lust, right?"

The Qingyun gang disciples burst into laughter and used these corpses to have fun:

"The Huwei stamina has no hatched eggs, a group of eunuchs."

"It's not that you beg others to give them some face and let them pass by, and what kind of darts are you going to transport, and what's the point."

"Looking at their cowardly look, I'll run here to seek death."

Such verbal conflicts are ordinary in the green forest and on the street.

In places like bars and teahouses, there are such cries of scolding and conflicts all day long.

There are not many times in a hundred times that I will really start fighting. Even if I fight, I usually just punch a few times back and forth, and I won’t fight easily. It’s not the past now, but now this city talks about money in everything...

"Qingyun thief..." Hu Tieniu breathed in anger, his face flushed. It was these thieves, these thieves.

Suddenly, he started the program suddenly and waved the battle axe he carried on his body.

Warrior profession, J-level program: casing

Bangbangbang, Hu Tieniu's limbs have multiple precise prosthetic bodies that spread out, making him form a mechanical giant.

The giant axe in his hand seemed to be connected into one, and one axe slashed at the Qingyun Rakshasa ghost.

"Kill the thief, kill the thief, kill the thief!"

It was also this time, and there was a loud bang. Both groups were startled first, and then drew their swords and swords.

Several other stintsmen, Zhang Weiyu, Xu Sihao, Zheng Fei and Zhu Ning, were all extraordinary people. The warriors quickly unfolded the shell, and the hunter-type ones released blood threads.

There was a ball of fire that exploded in their hearts. It was tolerant, but who could not bear it? Beat these thieves and kill them!

The Qingyun Gang disciples obviously did not expect that this group of escorts would take action, and their reaction speed was a little slower.

Bang! Hu Tieniu's battle axe hit a piece of flesh and blood.

"Ah..." The Rakshasa ghost screamed fiercely, and most of the right hand and shoulders were cut off with an axe. Blood gushed like a pillar. The sword in his right hand could not even be unsheathed.

clang clang, other extraordinary people from the Qingyun Gang swung out a long sword with a swaying cold light on the sword.

They all practiced the "Batianliu" sword technique program inherited by the Qingyun Gang.

The Qingyun Gang has been entrenched in the southern area for so many years. In addition to the relationship between Long Teng, his own strength is also strong. Several Qingyun Sword Masters set out their swords together. The Batianliu sword technique is also very fierce and domineering. At this time, the sword wind swept across like a sandstorm.

"The thief, you can die!" Hu Tieniu swung his axe down again, but was blocked by these overlord swords.

The Rakshasa ghost took the opportunity to retreat. When he was shocked and angry, he grabbed a signal gun with his left hand and raised it to fire into the sky.

Bang, the signal flare exploded, and the arrow of the blue clouds went straight to the blue clouds!

"Chop these escort bastards!"

In the southern area, the Qingyun Gang has always been a powerful and powerful force, with a large number of troops. A signal flare can gather a large group of gang members in a short time. They also have communication phones, but now they are in a fierce battle and have no time to call.

Everyone saw the signal flares rushing up the sky, and a splendid fireworks exploded in the dark sky.

At the same time, the streets were alarmed, and passers-by hurriedly retreated and hid in the shops on both sides. The group of people with the Seth logo outside the Tianxiang Tower stared at the two gangs of gangs fighting fiercely.

"Kill the thief, kill the thief!" Hu Tieniu waved his giant axe and directly split a evil man in Qingyun.

Suddenly, from both sides of the street and from many streets, the shouts of killing were shocking, as if a wave was suddenly surging.
Chapter completed!