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Chapter 242

In fact, Sang Biao is working hard for his own glory and wealth. He is the leader of these three hundred thugs. As long as Chu Lingtian and Che Xiong are killed, both the Ye family and the Zhou family will regard him more highly.
, the benefits obtained will naturally be many and many!
After speaking, Sang Biao saw more than 300 thugs around him, and some were already ready to make a move. However, he still could not make up his mind to kill Chu Lingtian and Che Xiong, so he immediately said loudly:
"Whoever cuts off the heads of these two little bastards, I will apply to the Ye family and Zhou family to reward him with five million!"
"Yes! Brother Biao is right, there are more than three hundred of us, can't we still kill two people?"
"That's right! We all work in the realm of good and evil, and none of us are cowards. Kill these two little bastards so that we can go to the Ye family and the Zhou family to collect the rewards!"
"Kill them, and we will be able to gain the respect of the Ye family and the Zhou family. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Kill them!"
Under Sang Biao's instigation, the more than 300 thugs armed with machetes and steel rods became excited again. They all looked fierce and stared at Chu Lingtian and Che Xiong with murderous intent.
In this world, there are many people who are driven by the desire for profit and want money rather than their lives. However, these people never understand that if their lives are gone, what is the use of more money?
Wow!
In an instant, more than 300 thugs armed with machetes and steel rods all swarmed towards Chu Lingtian and Che Xiong.
"Do you need help?"
Chu Lingtian smiled lightly, looked at Che Xiong and asked.
"No, please give me the opportunity to kill, Marshal!"
Che Xiong said respectfully.
"OK!"
"Before I finish smoking this cigarette, you have to kill them all!"
Chu Lingtian took out a cigarette, lit it by himself, held it in his mouth, and said calmly.
The Supreme War King, like a demon or a god, these eight words are definitely not a wasted title!
"yes!"
With Chu Lingtian's permission, Che Xiong was so excited that he held the bloody dagger in his right hand across his chest. He couldn't wait to kill more than three hundred people!
"Kick them to death!"
"Kill them!!!"
More than three hundred thugs armed with watermelon knives and steel rods were all roaring with ferocious faces, as if they wanted to eat Chu Lingtian and Che Xiong alive.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
However,
Just when more than three hundred ruthless gangsters were about to rush in front of Che Xiong, and Che Xiong was about to kill all three hundred people, four gunshots rang out.
The four thugs at the front fell to the ground in response, with blood gushing from their hearts. They didn't even have time to scream, and they died!
All of a sudden.
Sangbiao and the remaining thugs were all frightened and looked at the direction of the gunshot in disbelief.
Crackling!
I saw dozens of soldiers holding submachine guns running from a short distance away, and surrounded everyone in the middle as quickly as possible.
Wow!
A military car drove over, and a soldier ran over to open the back seat door and stood aside respectfully.
Chapter completed!
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