The sword is fierce!

The sound breaks through the air!

The middle-aged man was calm and unafraid, holding a stick in his hands to parry.

"clang!"

The long knife struck the iron bar, and the middle-aged man's body seemed to be made of iron, motionless.

have equal shares!

Upon seeing this, Zhang Chu turned the long knife in his hand and swept the blade along the iron rod towards the middle-aged man's right arm.

The middle-aged man changed his moves at the same time, raising the head of the stick to block the long knife, and sinking the tail of the stick to point at the knee joint of Zhang Chu's right leg.

Zhang Chu took a step back, avoided the end of the stick, bullied the opponent's weapon commander, and before he had time to change his move, he took a step forward again, slashed the middle-aged man's neck with the knife in one hand, and grabbed the iron rod with the other hand!

This is acting rogue!

How can a person who is fighting well suddenly reach out and grab the opponent's weapon in such a shameless way?

Wrestling?

"clang."

Zhang Chu's long sword was held up by the iron rod again.

Yet he smiled.

Because...he grabbed the iron rod!

The middle-aged man was also deceived by Zhang Chu's strength. He really thought that Zhang Chu was a martial arts practitioner who had practiced martial arts for many years, and he couldn't guard against his rogue fighting style. "Let go!"

Seeing that his weapon was caught by his opponent, the middle-aged man became very anxious. He shouted loudly, grabbed the other end of the iron rod with both hands, and yanked it back.

His idea is very good. Zhang Chu has a long knife tied to one hand and cannot hold the stick. He has both hands and Zhang Chu has one hand. Of course he has the advantage in the competition!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chu followed his tug and flew forward. A vicious dog pounced on him and threw him to the ground.

Before he could abandon the iron rod and push Zhang Chu away, Zhang Chu's left hand was already pressing on his forehead.

What made him even more dizzy was that the sharp long knife had been raised high and pierced his neck.

He struggled!

He roared!

However, there are no eggs!

"Pfft!"

The scarlet blade came out directly from the other end of the middle-aged man's neck.

Warm blood splashed on Zhang Chu's face.

The middle-aged man hit GG instantly...

Really kill by touching the head!

If he could meet Cheng Daniu under Jiuquan, they would definitely have something in common!

Zhang Chu stood up, drew his sword and looked around.

He found that his four close men were fighting with several of the middle-aged man's close men.

It was at this time that the middle-aged man's closest confidant discovered that his boss had been killed by this shamelessly young boss!

"He killed Master Wei Xiang!"

"Brothers, avenge Lord Wei Xiang!"

"Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

Amidst the hysterical roar, a tough guy actually resisted the knife and rushed in front of Zhang Chu. His expression was as ferocious as if he wanted to eat Zhang Chu's flesh, drink Zhang Chu's blood, and sleep on Zhang Chu's skin.

Zhang Chujing is a man!

Then chop him to death with a knife!

"Bah, silly!"

He twisted his mouth, spat at the tough guy, and then picked up the middle-aged man's clothes with a long knife with great interest, and looked at him carefully.

He had already seen that this middle-aged man must be the leader of the Eight Gate Gang.

But he thought that the one who survived would be the helmsman at the same level as him.

Unexpectedly, this guy turned out to be an incense master!

The Xiang Master of the Eight Gate Gang is a hall master-level boss!

Although, there are a lot of incense masters in the Eight Gate Gang...

But most of them are also at the hall master level!

Didn't you see that Zhao Changhui had killed an incense master, so he was just waiting proudly to take over?

"This guy's head deserves some credit, right?"

"Should we cut off his head and send it to the chief helmsman to receive the merit?"

"Forget it, it's bloody, it's too disgusting..."

"Besides, who dares to take the credit from me, Zhang Chu?"

After making up his mind, Zhang Chu turned around, raised his knife and continued to kill those who didn't roll up their sleeves!

…

The bloody battle lasted for half an hour.

The Eight Gate Gang finally retreated.

Zhang Chu, whose physical strength was close to the limit, looked around blankly while holding the knife.

Only then did I realize that there weren't many people around who could still stand.

Among the brothers under him, only Li Gouzi and the other two are relatively intact.

They were protected by their brothers, so it was no accident that they survived.

The rest are not already dead.

Just holding the wound and wailing on the ground.

The casualties were heavy!

…

That night, the Eight Gate Gang gathered the manpower of Xun, Li, and Duo San Duo to raid the Sihai Hall of the Qinglong Gang.

The White Eagle Hall and Black Tiger Hall of the Qinglong Gang have increased their membership.

The Eight Gate Gang is also supported by the three rudders of Kan, Gen and Kun.

Two major gangs were fighting in a bloody battle outside Sihaitang!

The casualties on both sides were in the hundreds!

I'm afraid this has completely exceeded the estimates of the top leaders of the two major gangs.

After the war, Zhang Chu counted the casualties among his men.

Six died.

Three were left disabled.

Five were seriously injured.

The remaining nine people were all injured.

After saving for more than a month, I spent more than half of it in one battle!

…

That night, Zhang Chu didn't even bother to settle down the dead, crippled, and injured young men under his command.

I walked home alone in the dark, covered myself with a quilt and slept for a whole day and a night, before finally feeling better.

On the third day, Liu Wu summoned the big guys in the hall to discuss matters.

After Zhang Chu arrived, he discovered that the Black Tiger Hall, which had once ranked twelve top leaders, had only four people coming to the meeting today, including him.

This is no longer a traumatic event...it's almost the team's demise!

"There is no other reason to ask everyone to come!"

Liu Wu, who was sitting at the top, had a sallow complexion and a sluggish expression. His body was filled with the smell of herbs. He thought he couldn't get out of the whole night that night. "I want to invite everyone to discuss how we, Black Tiger Hall, should survive."

Get over it!”

The four big bosses were speechless. You looked at me and I looked at you. They all felt that the current mess was intractable.

Liu Wu's gaze, after scanning the four people, fell on Zhang Chu, "Brother Zhang, you have always been resourceful, but now, do you have any wise ideas?"
To be continued...