Chapter 120
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"I was wondering who it was. So it's you. Since you're here, let's settle the old and new scores together. Originally, you didn't deserve to die, but now, you'll die with those five country bumpkins. Hehe …" The man with the bullet head looked at Xiao Luo and laughed viciously.
Guo Jianghu, who was sitting on the chair, raised his voice and asked, "Leopard, who is he?"
"Brother Hu, he's the lucky guy who won more than two million at our casino. Hall Master Geng was talking about," the man with the bullet head replied.
"Heh … Looks like everyone's here!"
Guo Jianghu said as he took a big bite of his popsicle.
Xiao Luo looked at Guo Jianghu indifferently and shouted, "I want these five. Get out of my sight as far as you can!"
Get out of my sight as far as we can!
Upon hearing that, the hundred-plus members of the Dragon Gang were all stunned. A bare-handed guy had single-handedly shouted at more than a hundred of them to get out of his sight. Was he out of his mind?
Guo Jianghu couldn't help but laugh out loud. He even started coughing because of it. "Kid, you must be dreaming. You're the only one who's telling us to get out of your sight. What gives you the right to do that?"
Everyone in the Dragon Gang laughed out loud. Their faces were full of mockery.
Feng Wuhen and the others looked conflicted and embarrassed. They didn't know where Xiao Luo got the courage to say something like that. They were up against more than a hundred strong men with swords.
Xiao Luo stared ahead expressionlessly. His black hair fluttered despite the lack of wind. Suddenly, two cold glints shot out from his eyes. His body turned into a flash of black lightning and dashed toward the man with the bullet head and the others. At the same time, a machete on the ground was kicked up by his heel. It flew into the air and landed precisely in his hand.
VROOM!
The machete drew a ferocious arc in the air. The blade cut through the air, emitting a bloodthirsty buzzing sound. The whole process was completed in one go, as smooth as flowing water.
"Poof, poof, poof ~"
The head of the man with the bullet head who was laughing maniacally, as well as the other six people who were standing side by side with him, was separated from their heads. They were like seven rubber balls that were thrown into the air before falling back to the ground. Their headless bodies twitched as they fell to the ground. Boiling blood spurted out from their necks like water pipes that had been split open. The large warehouse was instantly filled with the thick smell of blood.
The power of one slash immediately intimidated everyone present!
The members of the Dragon Gang who were laughing at him were all petrified. Their faces were filled with fear. They had never imagined that Xiao Luo would be such a ferocious character. A moment ago, he looked like a harmless sheep, but in the next second, he had turned into a bloodthirsty butcher.
Feng Wuhen and the others widened their eyes. Their minds were in an indescribable state of shock. Who would have thought that Xiao Luo would be so ruthless? He killed seven people just because of a disagreement. It was simply a declaration of war against the hundred or so members of the Dragon Gang.
Xiao Luo ignored the other six people who were sitting on the ground, paralyzed with fear. He raised his head and glanced at Guo Jianghu with a provocative look in his eyes.
"Do you think this is enough?"
His fair face was stained with mottled blood. The blood flowed down the blade of the machete in his hand and finally dripped to the ground from the tip of the blade. At that moment, a strong murderous aura emanated from his body, causing the temperature of the entire warehouse to drop a few degrees.
Guo Jianghu stood up abruptly. There was no longer any trace of a smile on his face. All that was left was a grave expression.
He crooked his finger at his subordinates, but his eyes were fixed on Xiao Luo. He ordered softly, "Twenty of you, kill him!"
He was not testing the waters. He felt that twenty men were enough to kill Xiao Luo. There would be no accidents.
"Kill him!"
Twenty members of the Dragon Gang roared as they raised their machetes and charged toward Xiao Luo. They were not the student members of the Huaye Mixed Martial Arts Club. They were real gangsters who dared to slash and kill without mercy. Their combat strength was on a completely different level.
"Xiao … Big Brother, be careful!!!"
Feng Wuhen broke out in a cold sweat for Xiao Luo. He originally wanted to call out Xiao Luo's name, but he felt that it was inappropriate and changed it to "Big Brother" at the last minute.
Xiao Luo's eyes were indifferent, like a dangerous lone wolf. He stared coldly at the twenty men charging toward him. In the next second, he took the initiative to charge forward with his machete. He raised his hand and slashed down.
The Dragon Gang member at the front felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. When he turned his head to look, he saw that his entire left arm had been severed from the shoulder. Blood gushed out. Before he could let out a scream, he received a heavy kick to the chest. A terrifying force spread from the point of contact in all directions.
"Crack!"
His ribs broke, and his entire body flew backward like a cannonball.
Three members of the Dragon Gang at the back were unfortunately hit. They fell to the ground with a series of cracking sounds as their bones broke. Blood spurted from their mouths as they fell to the ground. The man with the severed arm had already become a corpse before he hit the ground. His eyes were wide open, and he lay in a pool of blood with a grievance.
The ferocious brawny men's expressions changed, and the momentum of their charge weakened.
However, Xiao Luo did not hesitate. He rushed forward like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountains. He rushed toward these men with a murderous aura. The machete in his hand seemed to be infected by his aura. It buzzed with battle intent, and the gleam of the blade was brighter and more dazzling than ever.
Not long after, all twenty men fell to the ground. The ground was littered with broken arms and legs. Blood stained the ground. The scene was as gory as it could get.
Xiao Luo's body was stained with blood. He stood motionless with his machete in hand. His slender and sharp phoenix eyes were still staring coldly at Guo Jianghu. They were arrogant and contemptuous of everything.
A demon. An absolute demon!
The members of the Dragon Gang felt a chill in their souls. The hair on their bodies stood on end. They could not imagine what kind of person he was. He had killed twenty of them in less than five minutes. Including the six from before, that was a total of twenty-seven people.
"Gulp!"
Feng Wuhen and the others were stunned. They swallowed their saliva with difficulty. They knew that Xiao Luo was strong, but they did not expect Xiao Luo to be this strong. He was like the God of Death. His explosive power was terrifying.
"Again!"
Xiao Luo said coldly to Guo Jianghu. He held the blood-stained machete and pointed it at the ground.
The killing made his blood boil. He finally realized that there was a demon living in his heart. It was his nature, a bloodthirsty instinct. The constitution of the King of Mercenaries had stimulated this instinct.
In the face of Xiao Luo's provocation, Guo Jianghu's mouth twitched violently.
"I'll fight you!"
With a roar, he raised his Nonuple Ringed Machete and rushed forward. He swore that he would cut off Xiao Luo's head as a sacrifice to his dead brothers.
When he was about three or four meters away from Xiao Luo, his charging body suddenly accelerated. The broad Nonuple Ringed Machete was simple, but it was as swift as the wind. It was wrapped in a fierce murderous aura. In the blink of an eye, it was as if he wanted to end Xiao Luo's life in one move.
Xiao Luo's face was expressionless from beginning to end, but the murderous aura around him grew stronger. His fringe rippled in the wind from the machete. Just as Guo Jianghu's Nonuple Ringed Machete was about to reach his head, Xiao Luo raised his machete and met it head-on.
"Clang!"
The crisp sound of the collision rippled in all directions like a large bell. A terrifying force swept toward the two machetes.
"Crack!"
The machete in Xiao Luo's hand broke into two pieces. He took two steps back and steadied himself.
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