This was the most afflicting battle that made Xiao Yuanchao feel. He almost capsized in the gutter and was killed by a group of gangs. [Read the latest chapter first: {Biyu Chinese website щщщщ.Ыqi.mЁ}] He never expected that the Hell Angel would have such strong firepower and could not raise his head. If he hadn't experienced many battles, he might have been killed by a group of sluts who could not stand the table this time.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao shot the gangster's head with a shot, and raised his right foot hard, lifting the other party's bazooka that landed on the ground against his shoulder. Standing at the window, pulling the trigger towards the house opposite.

"Swoosh!"

"boom!"

The flames rose, and several gangsters were directly blown out by the explosion and fell on the street. Then, Xiao Yuanchao threw away the bazooka, grabbed the rifle and jumped out of the window on the second floor. A man and a gun were circling through the street.

"Da da da...da da da..."

Dozens of guns chased him and fired, and the dense bullets followed him, hitting him hard, and hitting the ground hard, but they couldn't chase the devil from beginning to end. Or they could not accurately lock in Xiao Yuanchao at all, because they had been confused by the other party's dazzling body.

Typical tactical evasion actions were fully utilized by Xiao Yuanchao. His body advanced along the S-shaped charge from beginning to end, and unswervingly moved towards the tower at the commanding heights of the town. He knew that the commander of the Hell Angel Gang was killing him in the tower!

When determining the target, Xiao Yuanchao didn't care about the attack behind him at all. He knew that under his crazy tactical actions, the group of gangsters had no way to do anything. This was not a big deal, but confidence. When he used his body to make a series of tactical avoidances that did not conform to the common sense of mechanics, let alone a group of gangsters, he could not kill him easily as a well-trained special forces.

Rolling, jumping, charging, attracting, dodging, turning, shooting... Xiao Yuanchao, who was as smooth as a cheetah, made various false moves, and rushed along the S-shaped route without retreating or avoiding.

"Bang!"

Under a tactical action of turning around and adjusting, Xiao Yuanchao pulled the rifle in his hand, and randomly leaned over and rolled to the right. After jumping up, he completed a turn around and adjusted again, pulling the trigger again.

"Bang!"

Two warheads took away two lives. No one knew how he aimed, and no one knew how he pulled the trigger back and shot accurately under this situation.

One by one, a normal person can do something awkward and even unable to complete, but it is incoherent and coherent. This is no longer a dance, because it has nothing to do with dance, it is a kind of beauty, full of violence!

There are fifty meters away from the tower!

When Xiao Yuanchao rushed to a distance of fifty meters, the gunshots behind him almost disappeared. Every tactical turn adjustment would kill a gangster. He no longer knew how many times he had turned, but the only thing he knew was that there were no bullets in the gun chamber.

"Oh my God! Is this still a human?!" The woman in the tower finally lost all her indifference and made a sound that she couldn't believe at all.

Standing at this highest point, she could clearly see how Xiao Yuanchao moved. His body seemed to have no bones, and he was doing all kinds of unimaginable movements. However, these movements did not have any stagnation trend, and were seamless. Whether it was rolling in or jumping up, it showed a natural feeling, giving people a strong visual impact.

Fifty meters, the woman saw that Xiao Yuanchao was only fifty meters away from the tower where she was. She began to panic, began to fear, and began to tremble.

"Stop him! Stop him!!!" The woman retreated while making an order.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The roar of twenty motorcycles sounded, and the most distinctive attack of Hell Angels came on both sides of the town. The rider wearing sunglasses and leather jackets and showing the skeleton wings logo was laughing wildly, holding sticks and machetes, and attacking Xiao Yuanchao.

The speed of the motorcycle was put to their limit and they began to carry out an irresistible charge.

In the era of cold weapons, unsolvable charges were war horses. When cavalry faced infantry, one round of charge could disperse the formation of infantry; the next round of charge turned around was one-sided killing. In the era of hot weapons, motorcycles were undoubtedly the most chargeable attack method. When facing people standing on the ground with two legs, they could kill them at will! Even if they were driving a car, they were weak when facing motorcycle charges.

This is the most distinctive attack method of Hell Angels. This is the attack method that once Hell Angels launches, they do not allow people to escape. They call themselves knights, guarding the knight power of Hell Angels.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Suffer to die, miscellaneous!"

"Call! Kill! Hahahaha..."

“…”

The sound of howling ghosts and wolves came out of the driver's mouth, and in an instant, he rushed to Xiao Yuanchao on his motorcycle. And the moment he rushed to Xiao Yuanchao, all the fronts of the car suddenly raised, like a war horse lifting its front hooves to trample on it, full of violent power.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao stomped the ground hard, and his body's muscles instantly expanded, and the power of the earth surged from the soles of his feet to his body, filling every corner of his body.

"Bang!"

With another kick, Xiao Yuanchao once again drew the power of the earth.

"roar!!!"

A lion-like roar spurted out from his mouth, and the red and fierce light in his eyes stabbed towards the driver who was facing him. A violent violent storm burst out from his body, rushing forward in an overwhelming way.

The driver directly opposite him was touching Xiao Yuanchao's eyes, and after feeling the tsunami-like violent rage, his body shook violently. His hands trembled, and the motorcycle immediately lost balance and fell and slid to the side with the person and the car.

"Bang bang bang..."

After a series of collisions, several motorcycles immediately collided into a ball, making mistakes that should not have happened at this moment.

Xiao Yuanchao laughed, and laughed. He suddenly turned around and swung his legs backwards, and pulled his feet back into the motorcycle that was about to trample on.

"Bang!"

The foot full of earth's power accurately pulled the front wheel of the motorcycle that was raised high, and flew up. The driver was lifted out of the howling, and he slammed heavily on the ground and rolled a few times, lying silently on his back.

At the same time, Xiao Yuanchao jumped up and turned around, and the saber attacked instantly.

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

The sound of cutting the blade sounded, and the riders on both sides jumped past, shooting blood on their necks while driving forward without any idea.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...

"Crazy..."

The motorcycle rolled to the ground with the driver whose neck was cut...

In one round, six or seven of twenty motorcycles were lost, while Xiao Yuanchao, who was standing in place, was intact.
Chapter completed!