Although Zhu Jinhong brought Wang Chao, Ma Han, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and more than 200 brothers to sweep away Zhang Tianhua's group, he had long known that Zhang Tianhua didn't have many subordinates. He brought so many people to him not to use a knives for murderous intent, but to block all the way out of Bajiaojing Hutong and kill Zhang Tianhua and others.

He divided up one hundred subordinates and blocked the other two ways out of Bajiaojing Hutong. Then he brought more than a hundred brothers to go straight in from the front and attacked Zhang Tianhua's temporary venue.

"Boom!"

Zhang Tianhua's temporary venue was set up in a courtyard house in the alley. Zhu Jinhong brought a group of brothers to the entrance of the yard and gave Zhang Long a look.

Zhang Long understood and flew up and kicked the two slightly decaying wooden doors in the courtyard with a roar. The two wooden doors flew backwards into the courtyard, and the huge movement seemed to scare everyone inside.

Then he saw Zhang Tianhua coming out with seven or eight subordinates angrily, and cursed in anger: "Which grandson is here to kick the door? The King of Hell's Mansion is coming to the gate, and seeking death?"

As soon as Zhang Tianhua finished speaking, he saw a fat man with a bloated figure coming in. He was a friend, not a friend. When he met, he smiled three times, but he didn't look like a gangster, but rather like a kind and rich man.

Zhang Tianhua seemed shocked when he saw this person's expression, and said in a lost voice: "Zhu Jinhong!"

Zhu Jinhong smiled with a smile, but his words were not very friendly: "It was Mr. Zhu, not Mr. Zhu's mansion to the gate, but you, a boy, secretly offered fruits on the table of the King of Hell. I heard that you were very jumping during this period. Tonight I specially called all my brothers and subordinates to personally send you guys to hell."

Zhang Tianhua seemed to be scared when he saw Zhu Jinhong. He took two steps back and yelled at his men around him: "The wind is shivering, whether you can run out tonight depends on your luck."

After saying that, Zhang Tianhua turned around and ran away, obviously trying to escape through the back door.

As soon as Zhang Tianhua ran, his men followed him.

Zhu Jinhong recently sent a few gangs to deal with Zhang Tianhua, but in the end they were defeated by Zhang Tianhua and his brothers. So he always felt that Zhang Tianhua's group had strong combat power. He brought so many brothers tonight, thinking that if Zhang Tianhua was too anxious, there would still be a fierce battle.

Even Zhu Jinhong was mentally prepared to kill a thousand enemies and lose 800, but he never expected that Zhang Tianhua, who was so fierce in the past few times, would have been so scattered this time when facing him and his many brothers.

After the first second of shock, Zhu Jinhong raised a sneer again. It seemed that even Zhang Tianhua, who was usually brave, was scared to death in the face of absolute pressure.

Zhu Jinhong could not let Zhang Tianhua run away. He whispered to the four heavenly kings around him: "There are two retreats outside that are blocked by our brothers. They can't escape. They chased me and chopped off Zhang Tianhua and other little lambs."

Although Zhu Jinhong has been pampering for a long time, Zhang Tianhua's escape tonight aroused his dusty tyranny and passion. He felt as if he had returned to the age of youth and madness, so he personally carried an iron pipe and took the lead in taking the brothers Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, Wang Chao, Ma Han and other brothers.

Zhang Tianhua escaped faster, and most of his brothers also escaped from the courtyard, but two of them escaped a little slowly and were caught by Zhu Jinhong and others. They lie on the ground with a crackling iron pipe and blood on their heads.

Zhu Jinhong was excited and led the way, carrying the iron pipe and chasing Zhang Tianhua: "Brothers, come with me, chase the little boy Hengmei."

The alley is only 1.5 meters wide, and the three people are walking side by side, which seems a bit crowded. Zhu Jinhong and his men, the team is like a long snake, chasing Zhang Tianhua and his others in the alley.

However, Zhang Tianhua did not escape to the exit, but ran into a dead end full of garbage and baskets. Finally, he and a few subordinates stopped at the end of the alley and stopped running.

Zhu Jinhong and the four kings and more than a hundred subordinates all stopped. Zhu Jinhong was fat and was a little breathing at this time, but he sneered and stared at Zhang Tianhua and the other ones who had no way out. He said in a sequel: "Haha, I have been jumping around in Lihai City for two years. Tonight this garbage dump is your burial place."

Zhang Tianhua lost the panic and fearful feeling of running away in the courtyard just now. He even showed a strong fighting spirit in his eyes. He moved his neck, clenched a sharp mountain knife in his hand, and glanced at Zhu Jinhong with a arrogant look: "Hehe, let's go all the way, the winner will be the king."

Zhu Jinhong sarcastically said, "Just rely on you and a few minions around you?"

"What if they were added?"

As soon as Zhang Tianhua finished speaking, the upside-down baskets in the garbage dump were lifted up one after another. One by one, a strong man with iron pipes or daggers appeared one after another. There were a group of black people, as many as forty or fifty people. They all stood behind Zhang Tianhua with a solemn expression, and everyone was full of fighting spirits and wolves were out of the cage.

When Zhu Jinhong saw this scene, his face changed drastically. Although he brought more than two brothers tonight, he divided into 100 pieces to block the two exits of the Bajiaojing neighbors. There were only four kings and one hundred subordinates behind him. The number of opponents suddenly increased. Although he was twice as many as the other party, he had no advantage of absolute crushing.

What's more, everyone behind Zhang Tianhua's subordinates had a fighting spirit, and they were obviously the one who wanted to fight for the desperate, more fierce than the old fried dough sticks behind him. In addition, Zhu Jinhong is now at the forefront of the team. Once a fire broke out, the alley was narrow, and he would turn around and run away. The brothers behind him blocked the retreat, so it would be difficult for him to escape.

Zhu Jinhong knew that he had been fooled, and Zhang Tianhua was ready, so he was waiting to seduce himself into the narrow terrain. He wanted to meet him on a narrow road and win the brave!

He knew that he could no longer escape at this time, so he could only quarrel and shout: "Brothers, we are still more numerous than them, and there are still a hundred support brothers nearby. All of them are rushed for me and kill them. Whoever cuts Zhang Tianhua will be rewarded with one million."

The wine is red and the wealth is moving. Zhu Jinhong still has a good control over human nature. His two words first stabilize the mentality of the brothers, tell everyone their advantages and reinforcements. In addition, he also gave a heavy reward. In an instant, the men behind him all rushed forward with their weapons as if they were injected with chicken blood.

After all, one million is not a small amount. Whoever cuts Zhang Tianhua can win both fame and fortune.

His subordinates rushed over from his side and rushed towards Zhang Tianhua and his gang, but Zhu Jinhong quietly retreated. He was not sure whether his subordinates could kill Zhang Tianhua and his gang. A gentleman did not stand under the dangerous wall. Under the protection of the four heavenly kings, he gradually retreated to the end of the team.

At this moment, Zhang Tianhua had already emerged from the cage like a tiger, and led dozens of his strong subordinates to pounce on Zhu Jinhong's subordinates like a wave of steel. The two gangs met in close combat, and the instantaneous collision of weapons and the screams of the injured resounded throughout the alley.

Zhang Tianhua's sword was as bright as lightning, and he cut over his two opponents, and with his brothers behind him, he killed Zhu Jinhong's brothers step by step.

The depth of the alley became a Shura hell, and people from both sides were injured and fell down. Zhang Tianhua also had two more holes on his face and arms. Although the injury was not serious, their advancement slowed down. Moreover, the enemies who were originally defeated seemed to be inspired, became fierce suddenly, and even counterattacked.

It turned out that more than a hundred gangsters surrounded at the entrances of two alleys got Zhu Jinhong's call and knew that the call was started, so they came to help.

With these hundred new forces joining, Zhang Tianhua and his group of people who were already in a state of great momentum suddenly felt difficult, and the situation changed subtly. It was Zhang Tianhua's turn to become precarious and were pressed at the end of the alley and attacked fiercely, and there were signs of annihilation at any time.

Zhang Tianhua waved his hilt in his hand and blocked the three dangerous swords of the enemies ahead. Sweat came out from his forehead, and his heart began to be anxious: Mala next door, Chen Zijin, you said, why haven't you appeared yet!

Zhu Jinhong was standing at the end of the team with the four kings. Looking at Zhang Tianhua's brothers who were rushing to the door and beat him in the depths, he sneered: "Haha, the mechanism is too smart, but it has lost Qingqing's life."

At this moment, Zhu Jinhong and others heard the sudden movement from the entrance of the alley behind them. Then they were all shocked and looked towards the entrance of the alley. They saw a slender young man wearing a black shirt and a blade-like look, a slim beauty, and more than 20 vicious subordinates appeared in their sight.
Chapter completed!