763 Battle of the Bridgehead

At midnight, on the bridge, the cool breeze blowing from the river made people feel a little cold. However, the members of Xiaoyaomen, who guarded the southern end of the bridge, felt hot blood rushing straight to their foreheads, and their eyes suddenly became hot.

All this is only because of the other end of the bridge, a large group of people slowly came over, and saw a piece of darkness, which made it impossible to determine the approximate number of people.

"Finally..." Looking at the large number of figures in front of him, Zhou Chen clenched his machete and stood on the bridge, and immediately muttered to himself.

Previously, when Zhou Chen finished the tour and turned back to go to bed, he suddenly received an urgent report from his subordinates, saying that there were a large number of figures on the other side of the bridge. It should be that the people of the Jinlong Gang rushed over.

Therefore, Zhou Chen immediately grabbed the machete that had been with him for many years and rushed to the bridge all the way. Then he took all his brothers to the bridge with a resent face and waited quietly for the enemy in front of him to rush.

In the past few days, for the members of Xiaoyaomen, they have always been in a state of extreme tension and are ready to compete with the Jinlong Gang at any time. Now, the other party has finally appeared at the other end of the bridge, which makes the members of Xiaoyaomen suddenly shout in their hearts. Instead of waiting for the defense, it is better to fight with the other party. Let go and finally see who is destined.

Not long after, the group of people opposite rushed to the people of Xiaoyaomen, and then slowly stopped. Under the leadership of one of the middle-aged men, they all glared at Xiaoyaomen.

With a machete in his hand, the middle-aged man led by the Golden Dragon Gang immediately stared at Zhou Chen, who was in Xiaoyaomen, and roared in a low voice: "Luo Bazhong, the owner of the Tiger Hall of the Golden Dragon Gang."

"Zhou Chen, the owner of Xiaoyaomen Bloody Battle Hall." Hearing the other party report himself, Zhou Chen suddenly smiled indifferently, and then reported his name fiercely.

"Kill..."

After each other's famous names, Zhou Chen and Luo Bazhong spit out such a word coldly from their mouths at the same time, and then led their brothers behind them first and rushed to each other's camp.

"Dingdang..."

With a crisp metal sound, the machetes of Zhou Chen and Luo Bazhong suddenly collided violently, which also meant that the battle between the two groups of people and horses officially kicked off.

Through the sparks caused by the collision of two knives, Zhou Chen looked coldly at Luo Bazhong on the opposite side. He immediately turned the machete with his backhand, and then quickly picked up Luo Bazhong's lower abdomen.

Looking at Zhou Chen's cold blade, Luo Bazhong hurriedly shrank his lower abdomen. At the same time, he picked the machete out with his backhand, and the blades of the two machetes made a crisp metal sound again.

"The reaction is not slow." With a sneer at Luo Bazhong, Zhou Chen took the action of pulling the machete back, raised the machete in his hand high, and then chopped it on the top of Luo Bazhong's head.

This time, in the face of Zhou Chen's machete cut down quickly, Luo Bazhong did not choose to fight hard, but quickly slid two steps to the side, narrowly avoiding Zhou Chen's blade, and at the same time waving the knife at Zhou Chen's left waist.

Looking at Luo Bazhong's fierce knife, Zhou Chen immediately narrowed his eyes and twisted his waist vigorously. He suddenly turned around 90 degrees. At this time, Zhou Chen's machete in his hand also hit Luo Bazhong's machete.

"Dong..."

After the point of Mars, the machete in their hands appeared in an instant. Luo Bazhong, who felt that the tiger's mouth was a little numb, immediately looked at his opponent in surprise, and the expression on his face instantly became extremely dignified.

With Luo Bazhong's arm strength, he can be said to be one of the top-notch people in the Golden Dragon Gang, but he found that the blood battle hall owner of Xiaoyao Gate in front of him did not seem to be below him, and even faintly higher. It was precisely because of this situation that Luo Bazhong's mood suddenly became solemn, and it seemed that his eyes The previous battle was not that simple.

However, when he heard the shouts of killing from his brothers behind him, Luo Bazhong's face suddenly looked a little better. The number of elite brothers he brought this time reached tens of thousands of people. Looking at the Xiaoyaomen gangs in front of him, he dared not determine the exact number, but he was sure that there were definitely fewer people than his own.

"Master Zhou is really good. Let's discuss it first. If you come to our Jinlong Gang, I guarantee that your treatment will never be lower than that in Xiaoyaomen. How about it?" Taking this opportunity, Luo Bazhong secretly calmed down his breath, and also said such a sentence to Zhou Chen with a smile.

"Ha ha..." Hearing Luo Bazhong's words, Zhou Chen immediately nodded with a smile, and then took a step forward with a machete. Suddenly, Zhou Chen's face suddenly changed, and he immediately squeezed out two words coldly from his teeth: "Go to hell..."

Obviously, Zhou Chen's face changed his face in an instant. Luo Bazhong was never expected. Suddenly, under Zhou Chen's attack, he seemed extremely busy. Luo Bazhong had thought that Zhou Chen would be cold-eyed, and he had also fantasized that Zhou Chen might be interested in listening to it, so as to achieve the extravagant hope that he would not fight and subside others. However, he really I didn't expect Zhou Chen to do this.

And Zhou Chen, who was attacking wildly, felt that Luo Bazhong's previous words were completely an insult to him. Therefore, in order to vent his anger in his heart and prove the reputation of the members of Xiaoyaomen, Zhou Chen was determined to make Luo Bazhong pay the price in front of him.

With this idea, Zhou Chen's machete in his hand suddenly fell on Luo Bazhong's body like a storm. Suddenly, he couldn't find a chance to fight backhanded except for retreating repeatedly.

Seeing Luo Bazhong's passive situation, several members of the Golden Dragon Gang who had been fighting around him immediately rushed to Zhou Chen's side. Then, four or five machetes slashed Zhou Chen's body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Bazhong immediately retreated to the back, calmed down his breath slightly, and then stared at the members of the Xiaoyaomen opposite side. Luo Bazhong immediately chopped over with a machete. Zhou Chen was surrounded by his men. Even if Luo Bazhong wanted to rush up, he could not intervene. It was better to use it. At this opportunity, let down a few ordinary members of Xiaoyaomen first, and suppress the momentum of Xiaoyaomen by the way.

Looking at the blade cut on all sides, Zhou Chen's eyes suddenly shrank slightly, and then all his strength was focused on his right arm, clenching the machete to meet him.

"Dong, Dong, Dong..."

After a few crisp metal impacts, Zhou Chen stared at the few people in front of him, and his eyes suddenly shot a cold light. At the same time, he waved the machete in his hand repeatedly. Zhou Chen raised his speed to the extreme and immediately cut off the members of the Golden Dragon Gang opposite.

"Ah..." With a few blood arrows rising to the sky, several members of the Golden Dragon Gang standing in front of Zhou Chen suddenly let out a few wailings, and then fell to the ground, killing their precious lives in an instant.

After solving the members of the Golden Dragon Gang in front of him, Zhou Chen glanced around and was ready to rush to Luo Bazhong. Before that, there was no winner or defeat. Zhou Chen didn't want to be so cheap to Luo Bazhong's bastard. However, the crowd in front of Zhou Chen made him have to give up the plan in front of him for the time being. Therefore, with a face full of helplessness, Zhou Chen had to wave the machete in his hand and decided to finish taking care of the garbage around him first.

Just as Luo Bazhong was about to face the ordinary members of Xiaoyaomen, he suddenly felt aggrieved and found that these ordinary members of Xiaoyaomen in front of him were really not so 'ordinary'. They were not afraid of death, and the strength in their hands was not simple. After a few moves, Luo Bazhong asked himself if they had dealt with them at the same time. Three or four such Xiaoyaomen members will really feel a little difficult.

Although he was a little helpless, Luo Bazhong did not intend to retreat. He immediately waved the machete in his hand and continued to cut at the heads of the members of Xiaoyaomen in front of him. However, when Luo Bazhong raised the machete, Zheng Lianhai, who had been swimming not far from Zhou Chen, immediately waved the machete in his hand, abruptly. Block it.

Facing one of the four generals of the Golden Dragon Gang, Zheng Lianhai was not timid at all. Instead, he took the initiative to wave the machete in his hand and slashed Luo Bazhong's head.

In a hurry, Luo Bazhong had to raise his right arm up, and immediately held the machete cut by Zheng Lianhai. Then, he felt a slight numbness on his arm. Luo Bazhong suddenly sank in his heart. It was estimated that the identity of the opponent in front of him was not prominent in Xiaoyaomen, but the kung fu in his hand was not ambiguous at all.

So, Luo Bazhong couldn't help thinking in his heart, how many tough figures like Zhou Chenhe and the big man in front of him are there? And how big is the gap between the strength of the ordinary members of Xiaoyaomen compared with those of them?

After thinking about it, Luo Bazhong, who had never been able to get an answer, suddenly became more and more annoyed. Originally, Luo Bazhong had been conservative about the hastily declaring war on Xiaoyaomen. Now that he really made friends with the members of Xiaoyaomen, Luo Bazhong realized that the situation seemed to be more serious than he thought.

"Well..." Because he was a little distracted, Zheng Lianhai immediately seized the opportunity and immediately made a gap in Luo Bazhong's left arm. The latter couldn't help the sudden severe pain, and suddenly let out a muffled hum.

It was precisely because of the tingling from his left arm that Luo Bazhong quickly withdrew his flying thoughts in an instant, and turned to stared at Zheng Lianhai in front of him fiercely. At the same time, he cut out a few knives like a storm.

After temporarily retreating Zheng Lianhai in front of him, Luo Bazhong ignored the bloody lesson just now and immediately turned back to look at the situation of his brothers. These people are all good brothers who have followed him for many years. Luo Bazhong felt that he did not take it seriously, and his heart was not so down. After all, he also had it just now. I have fought two tricks with the ordinary members of Xiaoyaomen. From the bottom of my heart, if the skills of these ordinary members of Xiaoyaomen are as strong as those just now, then the members he brought may not be very ideal.

"Brothers, friends, it's the last day of the month. The competition on the flower list is too fierce. Ask for flowers, ask for flowers, and roll around for flowers. I hope my friends can give me a boost at this time and bow. Thank you..."