This Nanhongmen leader named Qiangzi is a powerful character who can defeat Takayama Kiyoshi Ninja. Although Caomang Saburo is not weak, he is still much worse than his former. The two of them fought for a few moves, Caomang was stabbed in the butt.

The grass-rooted Sanlang screamed and jumped high. He kicked his eyes as big as a copper bell and whined, "Bastard, if you are a man, you will fight me head-on, secretly put a knife behind the person, what's the point?"

Qiangzi neither refuted nor was in a hurry to kill him. Instead, he delayed time with the grass-rooted Saburo like a cat playing with a mouse.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, the grassroots retreated like a tide. Some of them kept shouting: "The enemy has been killed, the enemy has been killed."

If one or two people retreated, the law enforcement team set up by Ichiro Kaorang could still kill Yi Jing Bai to control the chaotic situation. But the retreating one was hundreds of people. If all these people were killed, the passionate army would definitely not be able to do so.

"Third brother, you're fooled by Huzifeng." Hikaru Ichiro Hikaru heard this voice and stomped his feet in a hurry. While responding to the senior cadres of Nanhongmen, Saburo shook his head vigorously and muttered: "It's impossible. I left several of my confidants in front of me. The enemy has been beaten up and retreated. How dare I break through?" Hikaru

How could he know that it was not Hu Zifeng who fought with him, but Xiang Wentian, the eldest brother of the Hongmen in the former South.

Ichiro Caomang looked at the chaotic situation in front of him, and felt anxious as if he was an ant on a hot pan. His eyes flashed and he shouted loudly, "All brothers will retreat to the third floor after obeying my orders."

"Shut up" Although the Nanhongmen cadre who used a knife to control him didn't know what he was saying, it was not a good thing. Ichiro Caomang didn't take the people behind him seriously at all, and continued to shout: "Don't worry about us, all retreat to the third floor, please ask the leader of Takayama to come and stabilize the overall situation."

"Damn it", the Nanhongmen cadre's eyes turned cold. He really did not eat the toast. He pulled his hand out and wiped the blade across his throat.

Caomang Ichiro was shocked for a moment, and then he felt his throat chill. He reached out and touched it, and found that his whole hand was covered with sticky blood. It was my blood. Ichiro Ichiro couldn't help but feel shocked when he thought of this. He subconsciously covered his neck, but the blood still flowed down his fingers and neck.

The fear of death spread like electricity to every piece of skin, every hair and every cell around him. His whole body shook on the spot, and then fell to the floor tiles. All this happened suddenly, and it had not been more than ten seconds before and after. When the people around him woke up like a dream, Ichiro Caomang had already fallen into a pool of blood.

"He killed the grass-roots team leader, we will avenge the team leader."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came to kill him in a dark way. The Nanhongmen cadre learned Japanese and rushed up with a dagger. Seeing his brother killing Caomang Ichiro, the Nanhongmen cadre named Qiangzi was also very surprised. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard Caomang Sanlang staring at his blood-covered eyes, gritting his teeth and saying fiercely: "You bastards killed my eldest brother and second brother, I will take your life today. Brothers, follow my orders and catch the murderer and chop it into meat paste."

It is said that people who are so strong that they are afraid of being arrogant, and those who are so arrogant that they are afraid of being desperate. The grass-rooted Sanlang really made Qiangzi a little busy.

If the grass-mang members could retreat to the third floor according to the orders of the grass-mang Ichiro, and then Takayama Kiyoshi himself took charge, there might be a little hope of turning the tables. However, these people had been blinded by hatred and were completely in a state of incomparable chaos and fighting each other.

In contrast, Xiang Wentian acted extremely calmly and commanded his subordinates in an orderly manner. The disciples of the Northern Sect were as strong as rainbows and were like a bamboo shoot to the fifth floor to the first floor. Only more than 1,000 people, who had already hit the fifth floor, retreated safely. The others were either captured or injured and disappointed in the battle. Even the grass-rooted Sanlang was captured alive by Qiangzi, a cadre of the Nanhongmen beside Xiang Wentian.

Takayama Kiyoshi saw his subordinates as if they were seeing ghosts coming out of the hall. He couldn't believe his eyes. He muttered three times: "How is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible?"

No matter whether it is possible or not, what you see in front of you is the fact. Gaoshan Qingsi stepped forward and said loudly: "Don't be confused, don't be confused."

After all, he is the leader of Yamaguchi Group, and he is so proud of the ten words of Ichiro Kaorang.

Not only did his subordinates stop fleeing north and south, but they even dared to pursue the people of the Northern Sect in the hall.

The two major camps in the north and south stood in the square at the entrance of Huzifeng Hall, and under the protection of the bodyguards, Takayama Kiyoshi came to the front yard of the battle formation.

He swept the team at the front of the Hu Zifeng battle formation left and right. These people were all elite soldiers with big arms and round waists, and there was no one of the old and weak soldiers at all. It was not difficult to see from the other party's formation that there must be an expert in the back.

He shouted in a tentative tone: "I heard that a big man has come by Hu Jun. I am lucky to meet him today. I have been very lucky in my life. I have been facing the boss for a long time."

"Hahaha", three hearty laughter sounded in the middle of the crowd. After hearing this sound, the crowd automatically gave in. Just half an hour ago, they were suspicious of Xiang Wentian. Now, they admire him so much that they admire him. This is the charm of the strong. He can make others respect him and admire him.

A tall white figure walked out of the human world. This person was no one else, but Xiang Wentian.

Although the night was dark, Takayama Kiyoshi could still feel the unparalleled heroic spirit of the other party. This was completely opposite to Xie Wendong's feminine temperament, and he was a powerful person with another personality.

Gaoshan Qingsi nodded, and clasped his fists and bowed: "Okay, Xiang Wentian has an extraordinary temperament and a worthy reputation."

"The leader of Gaoshan is also a kingly demeanor among people." Zhong Xiang Wentian said politely.

The two met for a long time. If they hadn't known in advance, others would have thought they had been with each other for a long time. In fact, Xiang Wentian's heart was like a mirror, and I'm afraid that Gaoshan Qingsi would not want to die early at this time.
Chapter completed!