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 Wu En stood in the car, picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Action!"

 I could only hear the sound of car engines, and the cars were driving into the distance. From a distance, they looked like long dragons, driving on the road. 

 On the other road leading to the Momen branch, a convoy also appeared. Dozens of trucks were filled with people. Everyone was wrapped in black clothes. It was not clear what the person looked like. Carrying a two-foot-long Japanese sword on his back, he stared straight ahead. 

 Long Mochen sat on the sofa, drinking tea leisurely, looking at his watch, and asked leisurely: "How is it? They should be on their way!"

 Li Long, who was sitting aside, nodded, "We'll be here in half an hour."

 Long Mochen said graciously, "No one will be left alive today. After today, there will be no other organizations in Province B."

 When Wu En came to Momen’s sphere of influence, the surroundings were quiet and no vehicles were seen. Wu En frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and he didn't know why. 

 The black slave turned his head. When he saw Wu En's face, he couldn't help but be startled. He asked in surprise: "Brother Wu, what's wrong with you?"

 Wu En turned his head and shook his head helplessly, "I'm fine! I just feel a little uneasy in my heart!"

 The black slave nodded and looked around, but found nothing suspicious. I originally wanted to say it, but when I saw Wu Enshen's unruly look, I swallowed the words that were on my lips. 

 When a long car was about to reach the door of Momen, suddenly the vehicle in front stopped. 

 Wu En’s expression changed, he quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly: “What’s going on in the front?”

 Yang Yu looked at the tires and shook her head, "Prince, our tires are punctured and we can't move forward now."

 Wu En frowned and cursed in his mind: "MD Long Mochen is really damn careful! I know, ask the brothers below to walk over! The road is not too far anyway!"

 Just as Wu En finished speaking, another group of cars drove towards this side from the other side of the highway. When he saw the vehicle from Taizitang, a smile appeared on the face of Ichiro Mitsurugi who was sitting in the car. Seeing that the vehicle in front seemed to be parked there, a trace of doubt arose in my heart. He took out his cell phone and called Wu En. After understanding the reason, he hurriedly asked the boy in the car to attack the Momen headquarters. 

 Seeing this, Wu En got out of the car, raised his head and looked ahead, only to see a dark area ahead with no end in sight. A smile appeared on the tense face, and Kitaichiro and his two men walked over from the side. 

 "We will definitely capture Momen today. If nothing else, there are so many people, and even one person can drown them by spitting!"

 Wu En nodded and said leisurely: "I hope it can be like what you said!"

 In the Momen Hall. 

 With a smile on Long Mochen’s face, a young man hurriedly ran towards this side, “Boss, they are attacking.”

 Long Mochen nodded, without any panic expression on his face, and stood up slowly, "Let's go out and take a look!"

 After saying that, the other captains of Momen who were sitting nearby stood up and followed Long Mochen towards the gate. 

 When Long Mochen came to the gate, he was shocked when he saw the black heads. There were so many people. 

 When the family member stood aside and saw so many people, he sighed: "I have to chop vegetables again, it's so boring!"

 Long Mochen glanced at the family member and said jokingly: "If Xiaoxiao comes, will you feel bored?"

 When the man heard this, the tea in his mouth that he had just drank was spit out. His face turned a little red, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "Boss, don't make fun of me. The enemy is right in front of you now, and you still have the heart to joke." After finishing speaking, the man handed the cup in his hand to a younger brother and stretched out his hand. He drew out the Tang Dao attached to his waist and charged forward. 

 Seeing the people running away, Long Mochen chuckled, reached out to take the long knife from the hand of the younger brother standing aside, and took the lead in rushing forward. 

 Wu En, who was standing behind, saw Long Mochen rushing towards him, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the three hall masters standing beside him, "Which one of you is going up?"

 The expressions of Yang Yu and the other three people changed. Although they were the masters of the Prince Hall, their skills were not very good. They couldn’t help but shake their heads, with awkward smiles on their faces."Prince, you also know our skills. I am no match for Long Mochen. You should find someone else!"

 Wu En looked at the three of them and cursed angrily: "Then what's the use of you? I might as well have a dog for you!"

 When Wu En finished speaking, the expressions of Yang Yu and the others changed drastically. They had never been scolded by others before, and now they were treated like dogs. The anger in their hearts was not to mention how great they were. He gritted his teeth and said to himself, "I'll settle the score later, and now I'll let you have fun for a while."

 Wu En looked at the black slave, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and said leisurely: "Brother, I'm going to let you take action again this time."

 The black slave waved his hand, "Brother, don't say that. My black slave's life is yours. What does this mean?" After saying that, he jumped up and stood in the crowd, almost two meters tall. It's like standing out from the crowd. He reached out and drew a large knife two feet long and five fingers wide from his back, and rushed forward. 

 Wu En stood behind the crowd, looked at the figure of the black slave, and smiled. I thought to myself that it would be nice to have such a thug. 

 Yang Yu and the others standing behind Wu En pouted and slowly moved their feet away. 

 Kitaichiro looked at Long Mochen walking elegantly towards this side, and frowned. He knew Long Mochen's skills very well in his heart. No one standing here was his opponent. Now he could only use people to move forward. delivered. Kitaichiro glanced around and shouted loudly: "Do it!" The loud voice reached everyone's ears. 

 Long Mochen looked at Guitaichiro and smiled, and shouted loudly: "Guitai, you dare to come back to our country, I think you will run away this time." After Long Mochen finished speaking, several strangers standing behind him The masters of the door burst into laughter. 

 Looking at Long Mochen’s proud smile, Guitaichiro’s lungs were about to explode with anger, so he took a breath and said, “Run it for me!”

 I saw the men in black standing in front of Kitaichiro, picking up the Japanese swords in their hands and rushing forward, heading straight towards Long Mochen with overwhelming momentum. 

 Long Mochen was not an idiot. When he saw hundreds of people rushing towards him, he looked at the young man from Momen who was standing not far behind him and said, "Kill them, and leave no one behind!"

 As if on stimulants, Momen's younger brother drew out the machete behind him and rushed forward, surpassing Long Mochen. 

 A bloody battle is about to begin from here! 

 Long Mochen and the others did not dodge back, but stepped forward with their feet and rushed forward. When entering the crowd, screams like slaughtering pigs were heard all around. The knife rose and fell, and blood instantly filled the entire space. The strong smell of blood filled the air. 

 Long Mochen wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and a light shone from his eyes. Seeing this, the princeling brothers standing in front stepped back one after another. No one dared to take a step forward. Long Mochen walked toward Wu En, who was standing behind the crowd, with a smile on his face and elegant steps. 

 Seeing this, Wu En was very angry. None of the hundreds of people dared to take a step forward. He gritted his teeth and lowered his feet. A two-foot-long sword appeared in his hand. He shouted loudly: "Give it to me." Get out of the way"

 When the younger brothers of Prince Hall who were standing in front saw their boss going into battle in person, they all moved a few steps to the side to make way for the two of them. 

 When Long Mochen saw Wu En running towards him, the smile on his face became even brighter. His feet accelerated under him and he rushed forward like flying. 

 When the two of them were three meters apart, Wu En used his strength, stepped on the ground with his toes, and rushed forward with a "whoosh". The long knife in his hand drew an arc and struck Long Mochen with a burst of cold air. 

 Seeing this figure, Long Mochen paused there, narrowed his eyes, and looked straight at Wu En. When the long knife was about to strike down, Long Mochen withdrew his right foot and raised the long knife with one hand, holding it above his head. 

 "Dang clang!"

 The two long knives collided together, causing little sparks to strike. 

 Seeing that Long Mochen didn’t move at all, Wu En hurriedly moved his feet back, and in a flash, he was out of Long Mochen’s attack range. 

 When Long Mochen saw this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were fixed on Wu En, who was retreating, and he stretched out his fingers to tickle himself. 

 Seeing this, Wu En was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and his lungs were about to explode. He paused, leaned forward, put the long knife in his hand behind him, put his feet on the ground, and rushed towards Long Mochen again. 

 Long Mochen chuckled and placed his hands behind his back, waiting for Wu En's attack. 

 Seeing this, Wu En chuckled, with a hint of a sinister smile on his lips. He swung his long knife forward, drew an arc, and headed straight towards Long Mochen. 

 Long Mochen raised the long knife in his hand and placed it in front of his chest.??

 "When"

 The long knife in Wu En's hand was held up, he gritted his teeth hard, lowered his teeth, and said softly: "You go to hell!"

 Long Mochen seemed to have not heard Wu En's words, "Haha! If you have the ability, just come." After saying that, the long knife suddenly withdrew back, flipped his wrist and slashed forward again with the long knife. 

 "Poof"

 The long knife passed across Wu En's waist, his clothes were torn by the long knife, and little bits of blood fell down. 

 Wu En endured the excruciating pain, jumped back, and jumped three meters away. He stopped there, staring at Long Mochen with a glare in his eyes. 

 The long knife pointed at Wu En's waist, and said leisurely: "You should pay attention next time, this is just a greeting gift."

 Wu En never thought that his kung fu since elementary school could not even hurt a hair on Long Mochen's body, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. 

 If Wu En knew that Long Mochen had left home since he was six years old and went to a desert island to undergo the test of life and death, he would not think so. 

 Seeing the fight between Long Mochen and Wu En, the people standing behind frowned and thought to themselves, I hope the boss can control it! Just when the people were stunned, a tall figure rushed over from behind. 

 Before anyone arrives, the knife arrives first. 

 A burst of cold air came from his back. He was secretly frightened and did not look back. He jumped to the side with both feet. A long knife passed by with a cold light, and the black slave ran over from behind. 

 The man looked the black slave up and down with his eyes and raised his mouth. He didn't speak. After the sneak attack by the black slave just now, it was certain that this person's skills were extraordinary and no longer inferior to his own. After shaking his head, he swung the Tang Dao in his hand forward in a defensive posture. 

 Seeing how careful the slave was, the black slave smiled, showing two rows of white teeth. The whole body is as black as carbon and looks so funny. 

 Seeing that the black slaves were not in a hurry to attack him, the family members waved their hands to this side helplessly, and said leisurely: "Silly big man, you are asleep."

 When the black slave heard the man calling him a stupid big man, his nose almost tilted with anger. He let out a loud snort, jumped forward with both feet, and rushed towards the man with a "swish". 

 Although the black slave is relatively large, its speed is not very slow. 

 The people in the family saw a black shadow rushing toward them, and they were secretly shocked, how could it be so fast? The man narrowed his eyes, grasped the handle of the knife tightly with his palm, and shouted loudly. Tang Dao tilted to the left, leaned forward, and rushed forward quickly. 

 Seeing that the two of them were about to collide, no one was the first to take action. When there was still a foot away, the black slave dodged to the side and slashed forward with his long knife. The long knife went from top to bottom, carrying a bright light and heading straight towards the clan members. 

 Seeing the stupid black slave, the people of the family actually made tricks and curled their lips. The body did not dodge, and Tang Dao was sent forward. 

 There was a loud "clang" sound! The two long knives collided together. 

 The man chuckled and kicked his right foot forward suddenly, bringing a gust of wind towards the black slave's abdomen. 

 Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed in the black slave's eyes, and he was about to move aside. At this time, Tang Dao struck at his shoulder again. He shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow through. 

 "A right foot kicked towards the black slave's abdomen as fast as a shooting star. 

 "Peng". 

 The black slave felt as if his lower abdomen had been hit by a train, and a heartbreaking pain spread from his lower abdomen. He gritted his teeth hard to hold back the scream. After swaying a few times, his feet had moved three steps. 

 The black slave lowered his head and glanced, and was shocked. This person was so great. The power of his kick actually made him move three steps. It seemed that Momen's appearance was not accidental. 

 Seeing the black slave stand up slowly, the people couldn't help but stretch out their thumbs. He said softly: "You are very strong. You even caught my kick without falling down. You are the third one."

 When the black slave heard what the family said, he secretly thought, is there anyone else who can catch it? A trace of doubt appeared in his heart, and he looked up at Shi Ren who was standing not far away. He pursed his lips, shook his sore arms a few times, spread his legs, and rushed towards Shi Ren again. 

 The people of the clan looked at the black slaves rushing towards them desperately, and admired them very much. Unfortunately, they were not on our side. He shook his head helplessly, since he couldn't be used by me, the only option was to destroy it. 

 Holding the Tang Dao in his hand, he stroked it gently, with a caring look in his eyes as he looked at the Tang Dao in his hand quietly. He murmured to himself: "Long San, you saw it! I didn't let you losesee……! ”

 Seeing the man standing there in a daze, the black slave knew that the opportunity had come, so he ran faster. When there were still five meters left, he stepped forward with his right foot and came to the front of the clan with a single lunge. He raised the long knife in his hand above his head, roared low, and slashed towards the clan's head with a surging momentum. 

 The man felt a burst of cold air and slowly raised his head, only to see a long knife coming towards his head. There was no surprised expression on his face, but a smile. He said loudly: "Everything should be over." As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Dao lifted up. 

 "When"

 The long knife in the black slave's hand unexpectedly fell to the ground. I can't believe that I didn't see clearly what was going on just now? I only felt a soreness in my wrist, and when I looked again, the long knife had fallen to the ground. 

 There was a sneer on the corner of Mr. Tang's mouth, Tang Dao stepped back, stamped his toes on the ground, jumped up, and kicked the black slave's chest with both feet. 

 Seeing that the man had put away the Tang Dao, the black slave was very puzzled. When he saw two feet kicking towards him, the doubts in his heart disappeared. 

 "Let's see how many of my kicks you can catch now!"

 “Thump thump… thump thump!”

 He kicked the black slave on the chest with his feet for more than ten times, and only a trace of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth. 

 Seeing this, the family members suddenly put their feet on the black slave's chest and did a backflip. Standing there with both feet firmly, his eyes were staring straight at the black slave standing in front of him. 

 When the people withdrew their strength, due to inertia, the black slave's feet did not stop, and his body continued to retreat. With a frightened look in his eyes, he stared at the person standing in front of him. 

 I was about to open my mouth to speak. 

 "Wow"

 A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth. 

 The family member did not step forward directly. Looking at the dying black slave, he shook his head helplessly and said leisurely: "Your skills are very good, but it's a pity that your brain can't keep up"

 "Wow!"

 Another mouthful of blood was spat out, and he stood there swaying, his mouth slightly open, with a doubtful look in his eyes. He looked at the family member and said weakly: "How did you do that just now?"

 The man smiled slightly and moved his left hand forward with a small silver needle between his fingers. The short silver needle gave off a glimmer of light. 

 He lowered his head and looked at the silver needle in his hand. He slowly turned around and walked away. 

 The black slave looked at the family’s back and shook his head helplessly. 

 "Peng"

 The tall figure slowly fell to the ground, stirring up a burst of dust. 

 When the younger brothers of Prince Hall, who were fighting all around, saw that the black slave was dead, Shen Di panicked and shouted: "The black slave is dead, let's run away!"

 The younger brothers of some loyal Prince Hall saw some people fled back, picked up the long knife in their hands, and cut off the escape people. 

 The whole scene was in complete chaos, and screams were heard all around 

 Wu En glanced at the distance and gritted his teeth in anger when he saw his men running away one after another. Now I also want to escape, but some people don't agree. 

 Long Mochen chuckled and looked at Wu En, "I have dealt with your brother, and now you are the only one left. It will be a matter of time for you!"

 Wu En ignored Long Mochen, and still stood there, staring at Long Mochen with his eyes, and said leisurely: "I want to escape, but you can't stop me now!"

 "Really? Then you will know after you try it." After Long Mochen finished speaking, he stepped forward with his right foot, and the long knife in his hand went straight towards Wu En with a bright light. ; Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favorites I'm a member and bookmarked this chapter Copy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for points Chapter error? Click here to report; Previous page Catalog Next page

Volume 1: Spreading Blood Chapter 260: The War Breaks Out

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