Before the knife on the opposite side was slashed, Zhao Jin's spear had already pierced into his chest, casting like lightning, piercing directly through and quickly pulled back.

The big man's chest was blown out and he fell straight to the ground. Chen Huang's knife also stabbed, piercing through the enemy's chest and abdomen and then flipped it. The person's internal organs were stirred up, so painful that he couldn't even hold the knife. He fell to the ground with a roar. The knife was pulled out and his anger was also cut off.

Before the people standing in the middle could react, Zhao Jin and Chen Huang had already rushed past him. A cold light flashed through his throat. He threw away Park Knife and knelt down on the ground with his throat. Before he could react, he smashed a double-edged axe down when he was hit.

This group of big men underestimated the enemy too much. It's no wonder that even the ruffians brought by Liu Yong looked down on them, let alone the first time they dealt with them, it was too late to regret it.

Zhao Jin pulled back his spear, swinged his upper body, and stabbed it out again. Before the row of men behind had time to pull out their posture, they were directly stabbed by his spear. It was a debt again. Chen Huang's knife swung up and touched the enemy Park Dao, who was facing him. He took advantage of the momentum and stretched it, and directly wiped the man's neck. Half of his neck was cut open, and blood scattered on his face. Zhao Jin swung his spear and twitched heavily on the man's neck. Hearing a "click", his neck bent at a strange angle and fell to the ground and died.

As soon as they met, six of them had been killed. The big men standing in the back row seemed to see demons and monsters, and hurriedly retreated. Zhao Jin and his team's momentum of rushing was exhausted. After a brief adjustment, the two sides finally opened up a distance.

"He and the others killed Brother Hu, and killed them to take revenge." The group of men saw the corpse and blood of their companions, and they were all jealous, and they roared and rushed forward with a knife.

Just now, the three swordsmen were standing side by side, and they were quite crowded on the street and could not be used. This time, they were in a group, but they raised Park's sword flat and rushed up in a stab manner.

"Bingfeng and I are side by side, Chen Huang replaces and supports him." Zhao Jin shouted again. They had been through life and death together, but they did not cooperate much. However, their partners were used to following Zhao Jin's command, and at this time of life and death, they acted subconsciously. Chen Huang and Dong Bingfeng changed positions in a hurry.

The distance that was originally not far away, and the gap between the positions was close to five steps. Zhao Jin shouted: "Bingfeng, flatten the spear, charge with me."

After saying that, Zhao Jin rushed forward, Dong Bingfeng paused for a moment, shouting to follow

Both of them practice spears, and I don’t know how many times they practiced this charge and assassination.

Pu Dao is a long weapon, but it is not as long as a spear. When hedging, the spear can definitely stab the opponent first. The two big men rushing towards him feel that they have a bravery, and the childish child on the opposite side will definitely retreat and will be in a hurry.

Five steps away, and in an instant, Zhao Jin and Dong Bingfeng were both extremely firm. Zhao Jin's heart was like steel, and Dong Bingfeng no longer cared about fear. He was following him subconsciously.

Aren't these two boys afraid of death? The two big men finally couldn't stand it anymore. They wanted to turn around and dodge the moment they collided, but how could it be possible that Zhao Jin's spear directly penetrated the ribs of the man opposite, and Dong Bingfeng stabbed the man's back.

These two wounds were equally fatal, and with a shocking scream, neither of them could survive.

But at this moment of flash, Zhao Jin's spear was stuck in the ribs of the corpse and couldn't pull it out. After pulling it twice, an enemy on the opposite side had already seen the advantage. He cursed and was about to rush forward. At this moment, he could no longer hide or retreat. Zhao Jin threw away the spear, rushed over, and knocked him into the arms of the other party.

The man who was knocked into his arms staggered two steps, cursing and was about to smash it down with the handle of the knife. Just as he was about to move, he felt a huge pain in his chest and abdomen, and his strength was lost in the position of the huge pain. When he looked down, Zhao Jin was pulling out a short knife from his body.

This time, the man next to him raised his knife in anger. He didn't know what he was cursing, and Zhao Jin could no longer avoid it. Could he die on the spot? At this moment, Zhao Jin felt that his whole body was frozen.

With a "huh", something flew from behind. Before the man could react, something was smashed down on his shoulder and his body tilted. Before his arms fell, Chen Huang had already knocked Zhao Jin away and cut the long knife in his hand into the man's throat.

The thing that hit the man fell to the ground, but when he saw that it was Liu Yong's axe, Zhao Jin breathed, covered in cold sweat, but now he didn't care about anything else, bent down and picked up a Park knife. He had already landed behind several people

Who would have thought that there would be such a bloody and tragic battle on this narrow street, and who would have thought that he would have been rushed to such a level by eight teenagers in such a short time.

The hatred and madness of the remaining four men had been replaced by fear. Seeing that these blood-faced killing gods were still unwilling to give up, their courage collapsed, screamed a few times, turned around and ran away, Dong Bingfeng had already rushed up, and the man he was facing was stabbed directly by him, and the other three were not allowed to use weapons in their hands, and they threw them on the ground and ran away. Taking advantage of Dong Bingfeng's gun, Chen Huang and Wang Zhaojing had already arrived in front, killing people behind him was the simplest, and one sword was the only way to settle the account.

The other person was already incontinent when he was running, his lower body was soaked and smelly. He was crying and running, and his spirit might have collapsed. Wang Zhaojing and Chen Huang hesitated for a while, and the distance was pulled apart. As soon as they slowed down, someone around him ran over quickly. When everyone saw that it was Zhao Jin holding Park Knife. Zhao Jin was very fast and refused to give up.

Zhao Jin had just turned around from the brink of life and death. He had never been so nervous or afraid. His emotions calmed down. All that was left was anger and murderous intent. These swordsmen were too desperate and could not be kept by anyone. They must be killed. He ran very fast with Park Sword, and the person in front was gradually caught up by Zhao Jin.

After a few steps, the two people ran out of the street. The swordsman suddenly cried at the top of his throat: "Save me, help me."

Looking at the intersection of the street, there were dozens of thugs there, each holding a house in his hands, Zhao Jin had already distracted himself, and he could control so much. The swordsman in front of him cried and begged for mercy and was angry, and his footsteps were stumbled, and he fell to the ground. Zhao Jin stepped forward and slashed him.

His head rolled out so far, and the swordsman's blood sprayed out, dyeing a huge piece of ground red.

Zhao Jin then stopped and stared at the dozens of gangsters in front of him.

The beheaded and blood sprayed, and the dozens of people standing there subconsciously avoided backwards. When Zhao Jin saw it, they couldn't help but retreat.

Now Zhao Jin is covered in blood, his face is covered in blood, and he is holding a Park knife in his hand, and he looks like a god of killing.

"The people whom Mr. Fu and Mr. Fu are dead," someone said in a trembling voice.

At this time, Chen Huang and the others rushed out of the street behind him, and six people followed him out with long poles. Lu Da walked in the front, with the wooden stick in his hands trembling constantly, and the other people's faces turned pale.

"Brother" everyone shouted a few times. Zhao Jin turned around and grinned. Seeing him laughing like this, Chen Huang couldn't help laughing at first. Everyone, look at me, and I look at you, and they all laughed out loud.

Amid their laughter, the dozens of gangsters kept dispersing, and some of them had their backs leaned against the courtyard wall and had nowhere to retreat.

"Brothers, let's continue to kill and wash these miscellaneous pieces together," Zhao Jin said with a knife.

Hearing his words, Zhao Jin's friends felt full of heroism and shouted: "Okay."

Before he finished speaking, he didn't know who shouted "Oh my God". The dozens of gangsters scattered, threw away their homes, and ran away with their lives. Some people fell to the ground and were trampled by countless feet. In an instant, the street was empty except for the short swords, axes and sticks all over the ground, except for the bloody body of Zhao Jinyi standing upright.

After winning, Zhao Jin thought to himself, and then his body softened. He quickly supported himself with a knife, but Zhao Jin quickly returned to normal. He did not lose his strength, but relaxed a little after the fierce and bloody battle.

Zhao Jin's companions acted similarly to him. Sun Dalei said with a sad face: "Good clothes, and I'm so tired."

"Why can't I wear it when I go back and add some alkaline noodles to wash? You're just talking nonsense." Chen Huang said disdainfully on the side.

"You don't know, this blood and energy are unlucky on your body." The two of them argued there as if no one was around. Zhao Jin and the others were laughing lively, and they couldn't help laughing out louder and louder, extremely happy.

While laughing, he heard the sound of the stick falling to the ground. He turned around and saw that the sticks of Lu Da and others who followed him fell to the ground, and they all looked shocked.

"Mom, I'm scared to death." Lu Da muttered, two of them were already sitting on the ground behind him, trembling all over.

"You guys are good and have great courage." Zhao Jin praised. Although Lu Da can eat and is very simple, he is good at winning the power, bold and obedient.

Someone was sitting on the ground, but Zhao Jin saw the person behind them, and was stunned and praised, "Lei Zi is good, he is a good brother."

A few bold ones rushed over just now, and Lei Cai also followed, but he was short and thin, and no one could see him. Zhao Jin sat down in front of him before he saw him.

Liu Yong waved his fist excitedly at Lei Cai. The person he introduced was so brave that he was particularly glorious in front of his friends.

"Lei Zi, you are leading Xiaoyong's man to the Temple of Wealth and ask Chen Ergou to come here with his men." Zhao Jin said, Lei Cai was stunned for a moment and quickly agreed, his face turned red, and he knew that he was trusted.

The people brought by Liu Yong either died or ran away. He could only go back to the street to find someone. Zhao Jin smiled and said to Lu Da and the people behind him: "I know your name is Lu Da, and the rest will report their names to me again."
Chapter completed!