The operation planned by Xie Wendong is called fixed-point removal. To put it more fashionable, it is a surgical-style operation. The purpose of this operation is to kill or kill the small and small leaders on the side of the Tomahawk and retreat smoothly while trying to ensure its own safety. In this way, the army of Tomahawk was disrupted.

Some of these people fought one person, some of them joined forces, and some of them formed three or four people, and they soon disappeared into the dark night.

Among these people, the three strongest groups are Yuan Tianzhong's group, Ren Changfeng's group, and Zhang's group.

Some people may say that if the battle axe and the black belt fight, can they be so willing to help? If they know each other like this, it would be too one-sided. In fact, in their hearts, this is no longer a matter of the black belt, but a matter of the Wendonghui. Anyway, the black belt will be incorporated into the Wendonghui by Brother Dong. If it is a battle for the Wendonghui, isn't this a matter of duty?

It is precisely because of this idea that these brothers who fought were very concerned and hardworking. Even the high-ranking officials in the black belt couldn't help but be grateful and admired from the bottom of their hearts when they saw it.

Let’s talk about the group Ren Changfeng and Chu Bo.

Ren Changfeng: "Xiao Chu, we will do something later. Do you have any ideas?" Chu Bo smiled in a qi: "I think Brother Ren has an idea in his heart, but it's okay." Ren Changfeng laughed and agreed. He was not polite, and directly expressed his inner thoughts: "I'm not interested in the cats and dogs of the Battle Axe. I'm interested in the guy who was transported into a cage."

"Brother Ren is talking about the third leader of Stuart Dicky Bilkskitv's Battle Axe." Chu Bo said the man's name without saying a word.

Ren Changfeng was quite surprised: "That person is called this name"

Chu Bo nodded: "Yes, the news that the brothers from Dark Sky Eye just received, that person is called this name."

Ren Changfeng didn't care what his name was, and waved his hand: "No matter what his name is, that bastard will die today." "Brother Ren and I thought of going together. I think it would be better to do something big than a small fight. However, there should be many people around Stuart, and it may be more difficult."

Ren Changfeng was born proud, and his favorite thing was to do was thrilling things. The more difficult it was, the more it would arouse his interest. Ren Changfeng raised his head and said disdainfully: "You won't be afraid, are you afraid, if you are afraid, I will deal with him alone."

Now Xiang Xu has been under Dong Ge's command, which has doubled the pressure from brothers Ren Changfeng and Yuan Tianzhong. They are eager to prove their value and prove that they will not lose to Xiang Xu. Perhaps Xiang Xu's martial arts are higher than him, but he may not have the courage to sacrifice his head and shed blood, and may not be able to make great contributions to Dong Ge and the club.

Although Chu Bo is not as arrogant as Ren Changfeng and likes to show off, he is not short of the enthusiasm of young people. He stubbornly said, "What are you afraid of? I'm just a group of Russians, I'm afraid of him. Wherever Brother Ren goes, I'll help you."

Ren Changfeng still admires Chu Bo's brother who would not steal his credit. The latter laughed and his hand with leather gloves fell on the former's shoulder: "Good brother, let's go eat meat together, let Tianzhong and the others drink the soup." "Haha, yes, let's go eat meat."

The two of them ran forward one after another, steadily like enclaves.

Ren Changfeng likes to show off, but he will never be stupid. He will not be so stupid that he just goes to Stuart so swayingly, so even if he kills him, it will be difficult to escape. The most urgent task is to get two clothes of the Battle Axe Gang. This is a simple thing for both of them.

In a remote place about fifty meters away from the east gate of Minglou, two Tomahawk Gangs were peeing. Behind them, a truck was parked. The truck had not yet turned off, and a person in the cab was smoking a cigarette, waiting patiently.

These three of them were not fighters who directly participated in the battle, but non-combatants who transported weapons. With such a large-scale battle, the weapons consumed severely. The entire riding sabre they pulled could solve this problem well. Of course, Ren Changfeng and Chu Bo did not care about these, but they were more concerned about the battle axe gangs they were wearing.

"Peat quickly, stop chatting, the boss is still waiting for the goods." The man sitting in the driving position smoking urged. The two little brothers of the battle axe were holding the thing in their crotch, looking unsatisfied. Indeed, it is really a pleasure to be able to stay away from the war and not fight for their own lives.

But soon, they were no longer happy.

After the two men finished peeing, they urinated and trembled at the same time. While lifting their pants, they muttered: "What are you urinating? It's so annoying."

The two turned around and complained to the driver in the car. But at the moment they turned around, they suddenly saw a shocking scene. A young man with a fierce look and a wicked smile on his lips was pinching the driver's neck. The driver kept struggling, making a painful gurgling sound in his mouth, but he could not struggle with the big hand that only lives. After a while, his eyes had begun to turn white, his tongue slowly stretched out, and his face was as bright as the pig's liver.

After a while of shock, the two of them realized and subconsciously screamed. But before they could shout, an extremely bright Tang sword had already cut their throats because the speed of the knife was too fast, and there was only a red line at the wound. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even know where the wound was.

The two of them stood straight, as if they were still moving like a sculpture.

Ren Changfeng drew his sword and put it away. The whole process was less than two seconds. After he took back the Tang sword, he spat hard on the ground and cursed softly: "Bah, damn Russian."

"Brother Ren, it's done." "Well, I can take off their clothes."
Chapter completed!