He quickly put on his clothes, took the pistol and knife. Just as he was about to go out, he seemed to remember something, turned back and took the knife that Chen Tianhe had given him. This dagger was indeed a rare and good knife.

It would be a good idea to keep it with you or give it to Zhao Zhen as a gift. Hou Chaopeng was really reluctant to leave this knife here.

After getting dressed, he quickly walked to the door. At the door, dozens of thugs had gathered, not only to protect Hou Chaopeng, but also to listen to Hou Chaopeng's orders.

Hou Chaopeng walked out of the door, and the thugs nodded and said, "Hello, big brother."

"Do you know who is coming? He is from Chen Tianhe?"

All the thugs, look at me and I look at you: "We haven't captured a single prisoner yet, but judging from the weapons and clothing used by those people, they should be the White Blood Force under Xie Wendong."

"White blood," Hou Chaopeng swore hysterically with his knuckles rattling: "How could white blood be found here?" He had fought against the white blood unit, experienced how terrifying it was, and had deep concerns about it. If he

Only when he was fully prepared could he still be able to fight against him. In this situation, he was not sure of winning at all.

A younger brother said tentatively: "Brother, although their people are elite, they are not many in number. As long as we use guns..."

"We are still sure of victory." Before these eight words were uttered, Hou Chaopeng raised his hand and waved it away: "Use a gun, have you all forgotten the lessons of the concentration camp? Using a gun will only kill us.

Go faster."

The boy was beaten and spun around half a circle, holding his red left face, tears welling up in his eyes, feeling extremely aggrieved.

It should be said that Hou Chaopeng, as a former senior member of the Green Gang, would not be so helpless like this. The main reason is that the white blood's combat power is too terrifying. No matter who it is, no one wants to meet such an opponent. He pondered for a while and said to his subordinates

: "Let the brothers hold on for five minutes. The other brothers will follow me and take Chen Yuchuan and that little bitch away."

"Yes." The group of people walked downstairs.

The first floor has become a hell on earth.

I saw countless Ghost Gang thugs being chopped down on the ground, and the two sides were in full contact. How could it be a garbled word?

Hou Chaopeng led his men to charge several times, but could not get in. He saw that his side could not win in a short time, and if he continued to fight, he would only lose more brothers. Hou Chaopeng was still undecided between retreating and taking Chen Yuchuan away. At this moment,

Suddenly, there were shouts of killing from behind. Hou Chaopeng looked back and was trembling with fear. It turned out that a large number of big men wearing Wendonghui clothes rushed in from outside the ancestral hall. A rough estimate was that there were at least two hundred of them.

Oops, Hou Chaopeng secretly screamed, frightened to death, and shouted loudly: "Behind, pay attention to the back, Wen Donghui will come up from behind."

The Ghost Tiger Gang thugs in the ancestral hall were already weak, but now that so many people from the Wendong Society have arrived, the battle is impossible to fight.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Hou Chaopeng pulled his neck and shouted: "Retreat, retreat"

Hou Chaopeng was angry and anxious, and ran out of the side door of the ancestral hall in embarrassment. Under the protection of several of his subordinates, the group got into a jeep, knocked over several Wendong Hui vehicles, and drove away.

In the Bluetooth headset in his ear, there was a report that Tracker No. 2 had left. When Lin Xin heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that the substitute died in the melee. He asked some Wen Donghui brothers to stay

Clean up the remaining enemies and rescue Chen Yuchuan and Arige at the same time. At the same time, he led 20 white blood brothers and chased them in five cars.

Hou Chaopeng sat in the car, looking up to the sky and lamenting: "How could this happen? How could this happen?"

The confidant beside him said urgently: "Brother Peng, you are injured, go to the hospital first and get bandaged."

"If you go to any hospital, everyone will be lost." As he spoke, he took a deep breath and said, "No matter what the cost, we will get Chen Yuchuan back."

"Brother Peng, we are still fighting." After hearing what he said, his men looked mournful.

Hou Chaopeng said angrily: "What else would I do? The person was lost in my hands. If I can't find him back, how can I have the dignity to stay in the Ghost Tiger Gang?"

"But... but... now the two of them have fallen into Xie Wendong's hands. If you want to snatch people from Xie Wendong's hands, unless, unless a miracle happens..." The confidant Yue

He said, the voice got quieter, until eventually he couldn't even hear himself.

"Tiger also takes a nap, and I don't believe that I will never have a chance. I have already lost a concentration camp, and now I have lost Chen Yuchuan. If I can't get this back, how can I stay in the gang in the future."

Hou Chaopeng made up his mind, and his men couldn't say anything else.

"Brother Peng, where are we going now?" The driver stepped on the accelerator, turned on the headlights and sped forward.

Hou Chaopeng thought for a while: "No matter where we go, let's leave here for now."

"Brother Peng, Xie Wendong's people are chasing us." The driver was about to say "yes" when he saw a group of vehicles behind him getting closer and closer through the rearview mirror. Since the other party did not turn on the lights, they did not turn on the lights until now.

Discover.

"Damn bastards, you are really bullying people." He wanted to stop the car and fight them to the death, but then he thought, if the pursuers are white-blooded people, they are not enough people to fill their teeth. Real man

He could bend and stretch, but now he could only swallow his anger. He licked his dry lips and said to the driver: "Quick, drive quickly and get rid of them."

The engine made a loud roar, and a cloud of black smoke spurted out from the car's exhaust pipe. The driver was desperate, and even in such bad road conditions, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and shifted into high gear.

The vehicles behind didn't dare to show weakness, they stepped on the accelerator one after another, biting the opponent's ass and not letting go.

The two sides went one after another and staged a tug-of-war on the road. The jeep in front was chased by Lin Xin and others in a panic. No matter whether it was a red light, a green light, a sidewalk or a bus lane, as long as it was a road, the driver would not hesitate.

They drove in. The convoy behind them also turned left and right, weaving in and out, and the engines of the cars almost burned to the point of exploding.

The speed of each car exceeded 180 mph. If it were not three or four o'clock in the morning and they drove like this, they would have killed many pedestrians and damaged many vehicles.

Just as the situation continued to be deadlocked, Hou Chaopeng's driver suddenly noticed a white Hummer approaching.

Good guy, the opponent's speed is at least 110 yards. And their speed is more than 180 yards. If the two cars collide, no one in the two cars will survive.
Chapter completed!