Chapter 836 Good Knife

Chapter 561

(Fifth update, continue,)

Any dictator who is used to being self-centered has a clear personality. No matter what situation he is in, he likes to take action first. Peng Liren came back to his senses from the initial shock. Looking at this man in black who calls himself Captain Dragon Soul, although he is still afraid and a little scared, he is far more than just a pissing flow. If what Chen Fugui brought him just now was a kind of calm and domineering attitude, and there was a sense of courage that was moving forward when he raised his hands and feet, then the man in black now had a completely different feeling, sharp and ghostly. He took a deep breath, his face changed, and finally he did not wait for the other party to take the lead in attacking, squinted his eyes and waved his hand gently. "Reading the Book"

Including the remaining members of the War Blade, the troops with more than twenty people left were not hesitated and rushed forward without hesitation. No matter how scared they are, they must face death calmly in various environments. Otherwise, they will be punished the most cruelly when they return to the organization. This has always been the first warning message of the War Blade and the Black Rose troops. In the eyes of these people, being killed by their opponents simply is far better than facing inhumane punishment after returning to the organization. They are the most elite warriors of the Mafia. They die at the hands of powerful enemies. Although the ending is not beautiful, at least they will not be regrettable.

More than twenty people passed Penglieren, like a sharp sword, penetrated straight into the direction of the man in black. The amazing captain Long Po's eyes became brighter and brighter. He took a step back slightly, instantly accumulating strength, rushed forward, and exploded!

The first battle blade elite who came into contact with him was the first to be the one who was hit in the chest by a simple straight punch by the other party. His burly body, which was more than 1.8 meters tall, was raised high on the spot, blood fell down wildly, and his chest was so big that he was deeply dented. He fell to the ground and died on the spot.

The man in black punched the leader in front with a punch, and his movements changed instantly. The whole person became ghostly and flashed slightly in the crowd. His eyes were obviously extraordinary, and his actions were more in line with the style of a killer. In group battles, he never wasted any extra strength and specifically picked the weak-powered attack. This was originally a massacre that weakened the opponent's strength and attacked the mafia. Whether it was the Battle Blade or the Black Rose, they were all targets that needed to be attacked. Since this was the case, he had no reason not to choose the Battle Blade with relative strength. After clearing them all,

Turning to deal with the Black Rose troops, at least it can avoid a lot of strategic harassment. He looked at Peng Liren, who was standing at the end of the crowd, narrowed his eyes, and a strange smile flashed in his eyes. Then he rushed forward two steps and suddenly turned around. His whole body appeared in front of another member of the war blade in a strange jumping posture. His right hand, which was originally bare-handed, instantly swelled, and his whole arm raised an extremely full arc, and it slashed hard across the other party's neck. The sound of the blade touching the skin was extremely dull, but it was particularly creepy.

Reading purely

The Battle Blade Elite, who had no time to react, was stunned until death, and fell to the ground, twitched all over, covered her neck, and looked unwilling. In less than a minute, the two Battle Blade Elites completely withdrew from the stage of fighting with the little godfather.

Peng Liren changed color instantly, and even the Black Rose troops, who were rushing very fiercely, subconsciously slowed down their attack. They were not afraid of death. When they came to China, they were ready for death. However, the way to die without any effect was too aggrieved. Everyone looked at Peng Liren, but suddenly found that there was a strange thing similar to a long sword on their master's hand. Nearly ninety centimeters of scabbard, the handle of the knife was a blood-red struggle and twisted big hand in a strange posture. Peng Liren looked solemn and slowly drew the knife. In the dark night, a sharp blade that was so red to the point of dazzling appeared before everyone.

Strange and shocking.

The first sword, the ghost hand!

The man in black narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly that this was a fake. The real ghost hand had been brought into the Ye family by the last Dragon Soul troops. Although this knife was really sharp, it lacked some spirituality and was not enough to become a weapon.

Pengliren seemed to be controlled by a knife. His usual elegant mask disappeared completely, replaced by unconcealed ferocious bloodthirsty. He sneered and rushed forward, joining the Black Rose troops to siege the man in black.

The man in black had a plain look. Although the ghost hand was a imitation, it could be treasured by Penglieren with great care. It was enough to show the horror of this imitation. Most of his attention was focused on this famous sword, but he was deeply trapped in the siege, but he did not retreat at all. He was never a person who was good at speaking big talk. The purpose of his visit today has been clearly stated. If only five people were killed and five were killed, there would definitely be no sixth person who died suddenly, but there would definitely be one missing. He looked at the little godfather with a hideous face holding the imitation ghost hand. The sarcastic look in his eyes flashed, and his slightly retreated suddenly stopped. Almost at the same time, the ghost hand that was nearly one meter long swept over directly, and the scarlet and weirdness were almost dreamy.

The man in black sneered, and suddenly leaned down at the moment when the blade was about to touch his body. An amazing body curve formed in an instant. He leaned over to avoid the ghost hand, and his movements kept pushing the ground with his hands. The whole person was suddenly pushed forward by a huge force. Penglieren, who was full of crazy thoughts, changed his face and had no time to rescue him. Just as he turned his head, he saw that the man in black was still holding a dagger. A beautiful backhand knife cut off the neck of a member of the war blade. Blood splattered on his black clothes, bloody and gorgeous. But the man in black who admired and presented death at close range was calm, and even had a smile, made a gesture to Penglieren and smiled and said to the third person.

The imitation ghost hand became more and more crazy. Penglieren seemed to be hit by a series of heavy losses tonight to the point of collapse. A total of thirteen people died in two groups in front and behind on the battlefield with huge strength. The withering of five black roses, the Blades troops were almost completely lost. Such a huge loss was far more severe than the last time he asked for support. This time, even if his family could come forward and keep his next godfather's position, he would probably pay a lot of unimaginable money to retrain the elite mafia warriors. It would be an astronomical figure that would be enough to revert the economy of the Penglier family for more than five years. With the character of a group of vampires in the mafia, they even wanted more.

The man in black sneered and completely surrounded, leaving Yiran without fear. The dagger in his hand rotated slightly. In the cold light, the tone of blood and death reflected in the tone of blood and death. He narrowed his eyes and finally found the last member of the battle blade in the crowd. He acted directly, arrogant and incalculable. His uniform and thin body contained huge explosive power and destructive power. He bounced up instantly, and the dagger that had never left his hand came out of his hand and finally hit the edge of the last member.

Total death.

The fourth one is here.

"This kind of guy is like killing a dog. The man in Chen must have the same mentality as me." The man in black smiled faintly. Without the dagger, standing in place with bare hands, it seemed even more fearful.

At the same time, Penglieren slashed with all his strength and suddenly approached, unable to avoid it.

The man in black eyes narrowed, and the first time he appeared solemn. He stretched out his hands as soon as the ghost hand slashed over, and then suddenly merged. The blade of crescent-like curve was directly clamped in the center of both hands by him. The huge momentum even though the man in black took several steps back, he always squinted his eyes tightly, allowing blood to flow between his hands, and finally offset the huge momentum. He shouted deeply, and his whole person moved forward instantly, his hands slightly apart, and he put his feet on Pengglien's abdomen.

The most perfect imitation ghost hand sword of the Mafia lost its hand and fell into the hands of the Dragon Soul troops again!

Penglireen vomited blood in his mouth and was helped up by the completely confused Black Rose. He looked at the man standing not far away and carefully studied the famous knife. The corners of his mouth twitched, and finally squeezed out two words: "Run quickly."

The morale of the army was scattered, and a group of black roses, who were completely scared by the two men, supported Peng Liren and fled in a panic.

The man in black who was playing with the imitation ghost hand carefully raised his head, squinted his eyes, looked at the black rose running at the back, chuckled, and suddenly raised his arm.

A scarlet lightning instantly cut through the darkness and penetrated directly into the heart of the last black rose who fell on the back of the escape.

The fifth person died.
Chapter completed!