"Our Boss is so strong!"
Wang Lihu's eyes were full of admiration. He had been hit by three arrows in his abdomen, shoulder, and arm. Blood was seeping out of the wounds, and with the addition of several other bloody wounds, his face was gradually turning pale.
Ye Qiu and Liu Tieguo's conditions were not good either. The fact that the Dragon Gang's elites used hidden weapons like the hidden arrows was really unexpected. Their lethality was so fierce that it was already quite good that they were able to survive the rain of arrows.
Wang Yongjia, on the other hand, was not hit by the short arrows. As a superior, Wang Lihu and the others would instinctively protect him.
"Gu Qianxue, help me take care of them!"
Xiao Luo instructed Gu Qianxue. Then, his entire body turned into a black lightning bolt and rushed towards the stunned Dragon Gang elites at an unparalleled speed. His ferocious aura continued to increase.
"Bang!"
The remaining twelve hidden archers only saw the flash of a knife in front of their eyes. Then, a boiling hot liquid gushed out from their throats. They subconsciously reached out to touch it. When they saw it, their eyes trembled and were filled with disbelief.
Blood. Their entire palms were covered in boiling hot blood!
Then, unimaginable pain surged into their brains. They threw away the long knives in their hands and fell to the ground with their hands covering their bleeding necks. They convulsed and struggled for their last moments before death.
Xiao Luo stood still, motionless. His blood-stained long knife was pointed at the ground. A cold, murderous aura surged from his body, accompanied by a murderous aura.
The remaining Dragon Gang elites felt a tremor in their souls. In the blink of an eye, twelve of their companions had been killed. How fast and powerful was this knife user?
"Hmph!"
At this moment, Xiao Luo released the bloodthirsty demon in his heart. He sneered coldly. Suddenly, the tip of his tongue burst out with a sharp hiss. It was brutal and ferocious. He rushed forward like a wolf charging into a flock of sheep. Wherever the blade went, it was cut off limbs and tragic screams.
"Pfft ~"
The long saber pierced through the chest of a black-clothed man, flipped 90 degrees, and pulled outwards. The black-clothed man's body seemed to have been dismembered. His internal organs flowed out from his chest and spilled onto the ground. The ground was covered in blood. This madness and ruthlessness made people's hearts tremble.
Kill, kill, kill!
Xiao Luo's face was twisted with ferocity and excitement. His attacks were relentless, like a blood-soaked Asura!
The originally calm elites of the Dragon Gang were now showing signs of fear. Although they were all wearing masks, their slightly trembling bodies and sluggish movements revealed their current state of mind. Anyone would tremble in fear in the face of such a terrifying opponent.
"Xiao!!!"
An explosive roar shook the night sky, like an angry roar that had been suppressed to the extreme. A person dressed in black, wearing a mask that was different from other masks, locked onto Xiao Luo and madly charged from afar.
He was naturally Han Mian. His mask was as cold and indifferent as his name suggested, without the slightest hint of emotion.
His speed suddenly reached the limit, and the distance between him and Xiao Luo rapidly closed. He viciously swung his broad axe, and with both hands at his waist, he left afterimages in the air. Another four broad axes tore through the air and flew towards Xiao Luo with a sharp and ruthless aura.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh ~"
Six axes in six different directions, almost filling up the entire space, completely sealing off Xiao Luo's escape route!
Xiao Luo sneered like a demon. He swung his long saber with all his might. Fast, accurate, and with sparks flying, he fiercely blocked three axes, while cleverly dodged the other three.
Taking advantage of the time when Xiao Luo was dealing with the axes, Han Mian rushed forward. Using the momentum of his charge, he suddenly leapt into the air and chopped down with both hands. The axes glinted with cold light as they went straight for Xiao Luo's head.
Xiao Luo temporarily stopped, bent his knees, and used his long saber to block with all his strength.
"Clang!"
The deafening sound of metal colliding rang out in the air. Fierce sparks flashed like the night sky, and the impact roared like a tidal wave.
Han Mian's arms trembled violently, and he staggered back with a groan. Scarlet blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. In just one exchange with Xiao Luo, he was injured by Xiao Luo's internal energy.
However, Long Sankui had given him a death order. Even though he knew that Xiao Luo's strength was not ordinary, he would not retreat.
"Kill!"
Han Mian gritted his teeth and roared like a wild beast, ferocious and violent.
Both of his hands flipped over, and the steel axe, which gave people the impression of ruthlessness and savagery, fiercely chopped down. Bursts of sharp axe light swept toward Xiao Luo like a storm. The momentum was as if he had an irreconcilable blood feud with Xiao Luo and wanted to chop him into minced meat.
"Protector, we're here to help you!"
The stunned elites of the Dragon Gang rushed forward. They were infected by Han Mian's fighting spirit, and their fear of Xiao Luo dissipated in an instant. They waved their long sabers and aimed at Xiao Luo's vital points. They were as strong as brute force.
"Come on, all of you. I'll give you one word: Die!"
Xiao Luo's blood boiled, and his murderous intent gushed out like a tidal wave.
He channeled his internal energy to the extreme, combining the strength of his physical body with the strength of his internal energy. He went all out, and his long saber swept out. It was like a blade of wind in a wuxia TV series. The saber did not even touch the opponent's body, but the blade of wind was enough to wound the opponent from half a meter away.
The longer a weapon was, the more powerful it was. The saber in Xiao Luo's hand had grown by half a meter. It was obvious how powerful it was. Regardless of whether it was Han Mian or the other elites of the Dragon Gang, none of them could get close to him. With him as the center, the area within a three-meter radius was like a forbidden zone. Anyone who stepped in would only end up dead.
Gu Qianxue frowned. She was stunned. She couldn't believe that the Xiao Luo in front of her was the person who gave her a sense of security. The murderous Xiao Luo made her feel like a stranger. She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "So, my sister was right."
Wang Yongjia, Wang Lihu, Ye Qiu, and Liu Tieguo were also shocked. They widened their eyes in disbelief.
"If we knew that Boss could handle it alone, we would've just sat there and watched!" Wang Lihu laughed.
"Boss's strength is unfathomable." Ye Qiu's eyes were full of admiration.
Liu Tieguo sighed. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "No wonder the local hooligans in the Guangming District gave him the nickname of 'Devil Cop'. He's so cruel. No one would believe that he's not a devil."
Wang Yongjia could only hope that the district bureau's backup would arrive quickly and stop the massacre. Although these Dragon Gang members deserved to die, he still hoped that such a bloody and cruel scene would be stopped as soon as possible. Otherwise, for the public, this would be a nightmare that they would remember for the rest of their lives.
"Does Xiao Luo have some kind of grudge against the Dragon Gang?" he suddenly asked.
Wang Lihu and Ye Qiu shrugged. Liu Tieguo also laughed, indicating that he didn't know.
"Pfft!"
When Han Mian was sent flying by Xiao Luo's kick, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground like a cannonball. Just as he was about to throw his axe away, the support from the district police station finally arrived. Dozens of police cars blared their sirens and surrounded the area.
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