Chapter 221 Cut off the left arm first, then the right arm

Chapter 221 Cut off the left arm first, then the right arm

Chapter 221 Cut off the left arm first, then the right arm (4k)

"Da Ya Xi, what's going on?" Gan Zai hacked to death three loyal gangsters in front of a closed clothing store.

Ah Xi on his left side suddenly turned around and saw Jiang Hao leading more than a dozen confidants, rushing into the battle formation and leading the charge. He was extremely brave and cut a bloody path in an instant.

"Brother Gan, Jiang Hao is here!"

Gan Zi turned around abruptly, clenched the knife in his hand, and a strong desire burst out in his slender eyes.

"Choosing that star is really brave!"

Jiang Hao was seen bravely advancing forward, slashing with his sword and kicking with his feet, and he was invincible.

"Come on, let's meet the God of War of the Chaozhou Gang." Gan Zi came forward with a knife in hand. There were only three or two people around him, but he was very brave.

The defeated Xinji fighters retreated to Ganzai's side, but immediately regained their fighting spirit and followed the boss forward.

The general is the courage of his soldiers, and the soldiers are the prestige of their general.

As the best fighter under the Tiger of Wan Chai, Gan Zai had not seen a fighter as brave as Jiang Hao in several years, and his competitive spirit was immediately aroused.

He rushed towards Jiang Hao and yelled, "Lan Hao, your godfather Da Gan is here!"

When Jiang Hao saw the person coming, his eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Pounce on your mother, whack-a-mole has finally shown its head."

"Qiang!"

Ah Hao blocked with his sword, using the spine of his sword to block Gan Zi's upward attack, grinning and revealing his yellow teeth: "Hehe."

Gan Zi missed the attack, so he leaped back three steps, created a distance of one and a half meters, bent down, and showed a grim smile.

He held a Damascus steel knife in his hand. The hand-forged Wootz steel had gorgeous patterns, and the handle was wrapped in white cloth, through which faint gold inlaid patterns could be seen.

The streamlined grooves on the blade were dripping with blood, demonstrating the sharpness of the knifeman.

Jiang Hao swung his sword to meet the attack, slashing left and right, but each time the sword was blocked by Gan Zi. Ding ding ding, the two swords came into close combat, and the crisp sound of swords colliding was endless.

Sha Hui led his men to fight against Dayasi and helped the boss clear out an area.

Jiang Hao failed to hit the target with six consecutive slashes, so he slid back decisively and raised his sword with both hands: "Bang!"

He blocked Gan Zi's powerful and powerful sword attack, which frightened Gan Zi so much that his eyes dimmed and he retreated with admiration on his face.

In a knife fight, always remember to keep your distance, because only by keeping distance can you survive.

Sometimes the offense and defense change in just a moment. When you are on the offensive, you have to defend, and when you are on the defensive, you have to attack.

All it matters is speed, strength and endurance!

He was able to make six consecutive slashes without losing his composure, catch the rhythm of his counterattack, and then calmly block the next slash.

No matter how much he looked down on the name Zhongyitang, Gan Zai had to admit that Jiang Hao was a respectable opponent and was definitely qualified to plant a flag in Wan Chai.

Gan Zi was seen lowering his body, holding the knife in his backhand, and walking like a wolf, trying to lower his center of gravity as much as possible and reduce his body size.

The advantage of size in a fight is a big disadvantage in close combat.

The core of all weapons and fighting skills is to protect the body as much as possible and maximize the damage to the enemy.

Jiang Hao was not as tall as Gan Zi. He bent his legs slightly and paced slowly, changing his angle and concentrating on defense.

"Fall!" Gan Zi suddenly roared, his voice like a bell, his knife like lightning, his body like an arrow, and every blow from his knife was aimed at Jiang Hao's lower body.

Jiang Hao responded calmly, taking a step back with each strike and blocking with each step, demonstrating a very stable lower body technique.

Just because, just now he had slashed six times in a row from top to bottom, left and right, Gan Zi began to guess that his lower body was unstable and tried to find a flaw below his lower abdomen.

But Jiang Hao spent every day in the boxing gym, not only doing boxing, but also practicing swordsmanship. Although he lacked a famous teacher and could not be called a top swordsman, his basic skills were as solid as a rock, and it was impossible for him to be unstable.

Gan Zi seemed to be aware of Jiang Hao's sharpness. He held his breath and his momentum suddenly increased, trying to use brute force to create a gap.

People's reactions cannot always be perfect. Whoever forces the other party to be careless first will be the final winner.

Jiang Hao was indeed unable to hold on, and the steel knife in his hand was cut into pieces, leaving gaps like saw teeth.

But he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear or timidity. Instead, a surprising idea flashed through his usually straight-minded mind.

He deliberately led Gan Zi's blade to his right arm, and drew his sword to counterattack, betting on Gan Zi to retreat. As expected, he won the bet, and at the moment Gan Zi received the sword, he released the handle of the sword, stepped on his back foot, and flew into the air with a flying knee.

"puff!"

The solid and powerful knee was like a cannonball, which actually knocked Gan Zi, who was over 1.8 meters tall, flying away.

Gan Zi's painful face was filled with disbelief.

The power of this move of throwing away the knife and flying knee is no less than a knife hit to the chest. It not only shows great courage, but also great wisdom.

Stunning!

When Sha Hui, Qiang Shui and other thugs saw Gan Zi being pushed to the side of the road guardrail, admiration was already overflowing in their eyes.

Even his tired body seemed to have regained strength, and he shouted with high morale and excitement: "Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao!!!"

Jiang Hao succeeded, the boiling blood rushed to the top of his head, and he took advantage of the victory to perform a monkey-like kick, kicking Gan Zi's crown with his right leg in the air.

Click!

Gan Zi was about to stand up when his neck suddenly became weak and his head fell backwards limply.

The Damascus steel knife in his hand was taken away by Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao held the exquisite short knife with an aloof look. He weighed it twice and showed a satisfied expression: "It's a good knife, right? Since you are going to see your grandmother, the knife belongs to me, your uncle."

Gan Zi's head was still shaking slightly, which seemed to be a nod of agreement in Jiang Hao's eyes, causing Jiang Hao to laugh out loud.

When the Xinji thugs saw their big brother's tragic death, the God of War Ah Hao laughed wildly.

They were so frightened that they lost all will to fight and fled in panic.

Dozens of Zhongyitang thugs rushed over from the rear, wanting to pursue the victory, but the leader Jiang Hao stopped them with his sword raised, and said coldly: "Withdraw!"

He was seen standing alone in the middle of Locke Road, his black training suit stained with blood and cracked in many places, obviously with some minor injuries.

The brothers stopped by and looked at the escaping Xinjizai. Their spirits suddenly rose and some of them wanted to chase him again.

Jiang Hao raised his voice and reiterated: "Withdraw!"

He never forgot what he came to do.

Yin Zhaotang was smoking a cigar in the tea restaurant, and he was getting impatient. He asked, "Zuoshou, go see what Ah Hao is doing. If you don't come back soon, the sun will set."

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao is withdrawing his troops." Zuoshou, with an embarrassed expression, helped to explain.

Dan Tart had already obtained Chen Yaoxing's phone number and sat at the table drinking a drink, pretending not to hear anything outside.

Yin Zhaotang thought to himself, "Is Ganzi so powerful that Ah Hao can't even withdraw his troops?"

But he was not deaf. The noise outside was getting louder and louder, and anyone with a discerning eye knew what was going on.

Dan Tart noticed that the boss looked strange, and quickly covered for Brother Hao, saying, "Wait a little longer, Brother Hao should be back soon."

A huge cheer suddenly broke out on the street outside.

Zuoshou quickly returned to the restaurant and said excitedly: "Brother Tang, Brother Hao has withdrawn."

Yin Zhaotang's heart tightened, and he asked with concern: "Is Ah Hao okay?"

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao is fine, but when Brother Hao withdrew his troops, he killed Gan Zi." Zuoshou carefully chose his words and observed the boss's expression. Yin Zhaotang immediately slammed the table: "Ridiculous!"

Zuoshou quickly pleaded: "Boss, Ganzi is chasing us closely, and even Haoge can't do anything."

Yin Zhaotang glanced at him and corrected him, "There was no one killed during the withdrawal. Tell the brothers clearly that it was the Chaozhou Gang's God of War Jiang Hao who charged into the battle and killed the Xinji fierce general Gan Zai!"

Zuo Shou knew that the boss was joking, and he breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Brother Hao is bandaging his wound, come back to apologize later."

"Tell him not to come and have a good rest. He is really a gambler and he must kill Gan Zai." Yin Zhaotang shook his head and picked up the mobile phone while looking at Zha Zai in the corner of the restaurant.

I'm afraid that the future Wan Chai Twin Tigers will be buried with the Wan Chai Tiger first.

First cut off the left arm, then the right arm, Erye is really effective.

Jiang Hao took off his training clothes in front of a van on the side of the road, revealing the Sha Monk tattoo on his back, and said in a tough tone: "Uncle Bin, apply the medicine."

Uncle Bin, the master therapist at the bonesetter's clinic, opened his medicine box, poured iodine on a cotton ball, and gently wiped his wound.

Many brothers of Zhongyi Hall looked at Brother Hao from afar, their eyes full of admiration.

"Ahao, bear with it." After disinfecting, Uncle Bin took out the prepared ointment and applied it to Jiang Hao's wound.

Jiang Hao squatted in front of the car door, not saying a word, without even a frown on his face.

As a master of bone-setting, Uncle Bin has to go out to work for big events like horse-showing. In his decades of medical practice, he has seen countless talents and gold medal fighters, but he is still impressed by Jiang Hao's toughness.

After applying the medicine, he twisted the towel and asked curiously, "Ah Hao, why do you want to tattoo a monk? It's so unpopular."

"I told my tattoo master that I wanted a tattoo that was the most arrogant and flattering, one that everyone in the world would admire."

"Among several portraits, only Monk Sha suits my eyes best. The two skulls on his back are the first one of La Jiang from Dong'an Society and the second one of He Qunle's Nine-Pattern Dragon."

"The third one is reserved for Feizai Xing from Xinji." Jiang Hao put on a white vest, then took the training suit handed to him by his younger brother, put on the brand new training suit, tied his belt, sneered, and strode towards the tea restaurant.

On the street corners, many brothers with bandages and wounds on their bodies were squatting to rest. When they saw Jiang Hao passing by, they couldn't help but shout, "Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao."

Jiang Hao was already used to his brothers' calls. When he arrived at the door of the restaurant, he clasped his hands together, knelt on one knee, and saluted solemnly, "Shanghai Street Ah Hao, please meet the boss!"

Zuoshou followed the sound to the door, put his hand in front of his mouth, and hushed, "The boss is on the phone, wait a moment."

Jiang Hao's face was solemn, his back was straight, and he knelt on the ground waiting respectfully.

In the Golden Palace Nightclub, Chen Yaoxing sat on the VIP leather sofa with his legs crossed on the wine table. His usually arrogant face was now extremely ashen.

"Okay, you want to change people, right? I'm fine with that. Where can we change people?"

Ji Kang, An Nuo, Ali and other capable men in the gang saw the big boss gritting his teeth in anger and dared not even breathe.

Today, in order to show off his horses with Lao Zhong, all the venues in Wan Chai were closed.

The venue is over 10,000 square feet, with 88 tables, but not a single one was open.

Dozens of gang thugs were guarding the main entrance, making a grand display, but no customers came.

"Go ahead, Locke. You can also collect Ganzi's body. Ganzi died in battle after all, so I will send him a condolence gift as a token of my respect." Yin Zhaotang said with sarcasm.

Chen Yaoxing said grimly, "Okay, ten minutes later, Locke said."

"Ah!"

He hung up the phone and threw the mobile phone with all his strength, smashing it into pieces against the wall: "Picking those stars, what a bunch of losers!"

Jigan plucked up his courage and spoke to comfort him: "Boss, calm down and don't be sad."

Chen Yaoxing interrupted him angrily: "Am I sad? Am I angry?"

Ji Kang immediately shut up, but Chen Yaoxing still kept asking him, "You son of a bitch, how can you tell that I'm sad? How can you tell that I'm angry?"

"He is a traitor and a coward. He deserves to be chopped to death."

Anuo has a good relationship with Ganzi and Zhazi. He couldn't stand the insults from the big guy and clenched his fists, looking very aggrieved.

A Lie reminded him, "Brother Yao Xing, Zha Zai may not be a traitor. Shen Xian Tang is trying to sow discord."

Chen Yaoxing looked sideways at him: "But he has been to the Lin's mansion!"

"Brother Zhazai was kidnapped. Lin Jing leaked the news to Shenxiantang in order to kill someone with a borrowed knife." Ali hastily explained.

Chen Yaoxing's face was gloomy. He stood up, walked in front of A Lie, and slapped him hard.

"Snapped!"

"No matter who you are, remember who you are talking to."

Ali covered his face with his hands, his eyes blank, and lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Yaoxing."

Chen Yaoxing turned around and pointed at the two loyal men, shouting, "Take them to the car!"

Yin Zhaotang walked out of the tea restaurant and helped Jiang Hao up from the ground. He looked distressed and hesitated to speak. He shook his head and sighed, "Don't mess around next time."

Jiang Hao knew that he was a little too hot-blooded and reckless, but going to the battlefield was like going to the poker table and using one's life as a bargaining chip.

Either you become extremely wealthy, or your whole family becomes wealthy!
Sometimes he can control himself, but he can't resist provocation and always uses Soha as a weapon.

Seeing the boss's concerned look, he felt guilty and lowered his head and said, "I know."

"Knowing is useless." Yin Zhaotang cursed, but he was really convinced. Ah Hao had never won at the gambling table, but he had never lost on the battlefield.

When hundreds of people are showing off their horses, most people know that killing more enemies and protecting more brothers is the most important thing.

Jiang Hao actually insisted on catching someone and fighting him, and he managed to return victorious.

To save Ah Hao, we can only pray more to Er Ye.

Yin Zhaotang patted him on the shoulder, waved his hand and asked Sha Touzi to follow, and together they took Zhazi into Locke Road.

A few minutes later, several Toyota cars drove up. Chen Yaoxing got out of the car and stood about ten meters away from him. He clapped his hands and shouted, "Bring the two bastards over here."

Several thugs pulled the two loyal brothers out of the car and threw them in the middle of the road in extremely insulting ways.

Yin Zhaotang narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Feizaixing, you have worshipped Lao Zhong's sect before, how can you treat Lao Zhong's brothers like this?"

These two disciples are Ah King's men. He has actually never seen them before, but Ah King is his disciple and his men work for him.

The person has been tortured beyond recognition, it's hard to tell whether he is dead or alive, even a Bodhisattva would be furious if seeing this!
Chen Yaoxing said with disdain, "Lao Zhong, a stinking sunset, what's the point of this?"

"You always talk about loyalty more than righteousness. Loyalty and righteousness are nothing good! I don't even believe in loyalty and righteousness. I only believe in four words: the strong prey on the weak!"

"You want two useless losers, right? Sorry, I don't even want a loser who betrays the boss, chicken bran, get to work!"

Chen Yaokang stepped on the accelerator and drove a car over two disciples of Zhongyi Hall.

The disciple, who was already exhausted, was run over and pushed to the side of the road, with no life left in his body.

Sha Tou Zai yelled, "Fuck your mother! I'm going to dig out your heart and make a specimen of it to see if it's black!"

Yin Zhaotang had never expected that Chen Yaoxing was here to show off his power and violence. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He decisively ordered: "Chop off the bastard from Xinji!"

"puff!"

Sha Tou Zai drew out his sword and chopped down Zha Zai with one blow. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the hostage exchange turned into a competition to see who was more vicious and evil!
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