The Road to Slaying God

The huge sound exploded continuously in the air, and the rebar and the wrench turned into a phantom in the air.

Every time Liu Biao hit a wrench, he screamed exasperatedly, unmatched, and had to say that in terms of momentum, Liu Biao had completely suppressed the pillar.

The situation quickly became apparent. At the beginning, he was able to withstand Liu Biao ’s violently storming post body gradually began to recede. Every time Liu Biao hit a wrench, he had to take a step back. That huge body was Liu Biao. He smashed a lot, apparently, the situation was not good for him.

Looking at the fierce confrontation between the two fierce men, the people around them were all heart palpitations. The two seemed to be no longer fighting, they were totally stronger than each other, and they smashed each other's weapons, the rebar and the wrench. The sound of the collision made people feel a throbbing sound, as if every time they knocked on their own heart.

"Peng!"

"Dangdang ..."

There was a loud noise. Finally, the pillar could not resist the violent blow of Liu Biao, and the rebar in his hand was smashed and dropped to the ground. At this time, it was discovered that the tiger's mouth of the pillar had been shattered, blood was dripping, and the pillars had five features His face was twisted, and apparently he was in pain.

"Oh!"

Liu Biao didn't pause for a moment, and when he jumped up, he hit a pillar with a wrench on the scapula of the pillar. With a click, almost everyone heard the sound of the bone breaking ...

"Ah ..." Zhuo hugged one hand around his shoulders and screamed back and forth, his huge body was awkwardly awkward, and he didn't have the slightest flexibility at first. Obviously, he was exhausted by Liu Biao's crazy blow.

"Peng!" The pillar leaned against the van, and the van was shaken constantly.

"Who else is not convinced?"

Liu Biao smirked and looked at the dozen or so men with dozens of weapons around him. Those eyes were overwhelming, and they avoided each other. Although they were large in number, they were just taken away by Liu Biao's momentum. Besides, the pillars were in their minds. The existence of God is like a god. Now they have been beaten to nothing. What kind of spring onions do they count?

Looking at the huge wrench, it is estimated that it is a slight wave, either a broken arm or a broken leg. No one will be stupid enough to think that he is stronger than a pillar.

Ordinary gangsters are more violent and brutal than anyone else when they dominate. However, if the situation is not right, they will be intimidated. This is also the difference between gangsters and the army. The gangster work does not have too many constraints and it is a big deal. And the military has military courts, so I can't compare it to organization or discipline.

"Master Shout Biao!" Liu Biao went to the pillar with a chuckle.

"..." The corner of Zhu's mouth overflowed with blood, gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes stared fiercely at Liu Biao, his face resentful.

"Fuck, taller than me, squat down."

"Peng!", Zhang Yang kicked on the small belly of the pillar, the pillar screamed, the whole body immediately fell to the ground, the sweat beads on the forehead dripping down.

However, Liu Biao didn't let go, and a wrench hit the scapula on the other side of the post again, and the sound of bone fracture heard people's ache.

Suddenly, there was a sound of sirens sirens in the distance. Soon, two police cars drove directly to the gate, and several armed policemen descended from the police car.

A group of people seemed to know the information, and long ago threw their weapon in some corners, leaving only Liu Biao standing fiercely in the middle, and of course, the man whose head was broken and fainted on the ground and the sluggish pillar .

The entire pillar was slumped, slumped to the ground, pale, and with a painful expression.

To all the drivers, Liu Biao, who seemed stupid, didn't resist. He threw the wrench to the ground and some police officers dragged him in handcuffs.

Soon, the ambulance of the hospital also arrived. With the help of a group of drivers, it was not easy to get the two wounded into the car. After a while, the ambulance police car left, and the shed was quiet ...

Both the driver and the group were relieved. The battle between Liu Biao and Pillar just now made them feel restless.

One of the older ramblings made a phone call and started sitting behind the desk to check out. Some drivers also queued up to check out.

"Hello!" A ten-year-old teenager walked to the desk and slapped him on the desk with a slap.

"Where is my brother Liu Biao?" Azer stared at the old gangster who was holding the books.

"I don't know, who is Liu Biao?" Laozun looked up at Azer, and didn't seem to take the boy to his heart.

"He also called just now to say that someone here didn't give him his hard-earned money, don't tell me you don't know." Azer took a driver away and stood in front of the desk.

A group of hooligans and drivers were all in trouble, and they were in trouble.

However, no one took this little boy to heart.

"Boy, your brother has been taken away by the police station, don't make trouble here, otherwise ... hehe ..." The old chubby glanced at the huddled around the guy, suddenly brave.

"As long as my brother doesn't come out, no one is allowed to start work here." Azer sneered.

"Oh, now the children are better than one, it seems that we have reached the time of retirement."

The old gangster laughed and stood up. He picked up the iron rod, and several gangsters who were standing behind him surrounded him. They might not have the courage to fight in the face of Liu Biao. To this immature boy, every one is flexing his muscles. Just now they have been embarrassed in front of these drivers without taking part in the fight. Now they just come to be a weak and deceitful master who can just raise his eyebrows and exhale.

"Adamned ..."

Suddenly a shout screamed, and more than a dozen shouts rushed towards Azer, carrying long and short weapons.

Sharp scimitar!

Aze was out of the knife. His first goal was to hang around with an iron rod. The blade cut a beautiful line in the air, and the line exuded a dazzling white light. Many onlooking drivers felt a dazzling white light flashing ...

With a scream, "Ah ...", Azer's blade has broken through the old stubborn muscles. Between that flash of light and flint, a smile appeared on the corner of Azer's mouth. He knew that his realm had risen to a higher level. Now, his target is not limited to the fatal positions of the heart and the abdomen and the throat. Now, he can choose the attack site at will.

Of course, the most important thing is that his body can perform some large-scale disguised actions in accordance with the speed of the blade.

This he learned from the general's set of actions.

Dao Guang didn't stop after bringing up a bright blood flower in the air. Azer's short weapon was suitable for melee. After he cut off the old mixed hand muscles, he was short and avoided the iron that swept behind. Sticks, bent legs suddenly exerted strength, and the body suddenly burst into the crowd ...

"what……!"

"what……!"

...

A series of screams, Azer was like a demon in hell. Every blade attack did not fail. In a burst of screams, a spike of blood flew, and the angle of Azez's sword was very tricky. Tendons and hamstrings ...

Azee's body is extremely ghostly, and his superb dodge skills are astonishing when he is not far from watching the battle.

Compared with Liu Biao's brute force, Azer's body is more agile and full of beauty, but there is boundless killing hidden under that beauty.

Soon, seven of more than ten people lost their combat effectiveness, and the remaining few looked in horror as Azer did not dare to approach. No one could have imagined that this unkind teenager was a cruel man.

Seeing blood, the sword was poisonous, making people scared.

"In short, if my brother does not come out, no work is allowed here!" Azer's eyes were extremely cold, making people feel a bitter cold.

Now, no one does not believe the words of this boy.

...

Soon, another siren and the sound of an ambulance came. Several policemen covered the wounded on the ground and looked at Azer's icy eyes. They could not help but fight a cold war.

"Brother, put down your knife and talk." An older policeman with a higher rank took out his pistol carefully, he was the only police officer in the group with a gun.

"Yes, but you have to promise me that if my brother's affairs are not handled well, no work is allowed here."

"This ... I try to satisfy you as much as possible. Your brother is waiting at the police station. Otherwise, will you take a look with us? Rest assured, the law will give you a fair result. You must trust the police." I can't help feeling a shame for a while. His job is just to fool the teenager to the police station. He can't control much else. Although he sympathizes with these migrant workers, he can't help it.

(To be continued)