Chapter 333: Cold gun
Some people say that the power value of Luohe Buddha will never be lower than the leader of the Duanmu family. Others say that the power value of Luohe Buddha has reached that year. The horror of the characters.
Of course these are all rumors, because at least none of the people alive has actually seen the Duanmu family elder: Luohe Float.
For the Duanmu family, in addition to Duanmu Heiming's clan leader status, the second extremely high status is Luohe Buddha.
It is conceivable that this blind old man is such a cow...
This blind old man couldn't help having a gray-haired fortune, and he also had an extremely intelligent head...Many decision-making issues in the Duanmu family were determined by him.
His identity can be regarded as the person with the highest identity and status in the Duanmu family except for Duanmu Heiming.
Now the great elder in the Duanmu family: Luohe Buddha actually sat in this Audi car.
And also with the Four Elders: Blood Monk.
Did they also go to the western part of the city?
"Boss, the clan owner would not really think that apart from the duanmu clan's wizard of the previous generation, there is another person in the world who will be Rashomon: Nine styles?" The blood monk in front of him squinted his eyes and looked at the Luohe Buddha. .
Luohe Futu's blind eyes, which looked like cataracts, turned slightly, and his face covered with vicissitudes moved slightly.
"According to the old man's judgment, it is not possible, but this is a huge world, and there is nothing strange about it. The clan leader actually sent me this old guy out this time. I believe there should be some rare circumstances..." The vigorous words followed He murmured.
The blood monk suddenly laughed grimly.
"Interestingly, if an outsider learns the Duanmu family's supreme martial arts, then the Duanmu family can be ashamed..." The blood monk said while he smiled.
The row of white teeth protruding from his mouth looked cold and cautious.
In the dark, the two Mercedes-Benz cars drove forward like sharp arrows.
Just when the great elder Luohe Buddha among the four great elders of the Duanmu family, and the blood monk of the four elders came to this Xicheng District, what about Li Tian and his fighting brothers?
There were dozens of downed gangsters lying on the court, some of them screamed bitterly on the ground.
Others died tragically in a pool of blood.
Look at that Li Tian, blood stains all over his body, his mouth panting heavily, even that face is full of blood...I don’t know if the scarlet blood belongs to him or the people killed by him. , Can't be separated at this moment.
He was still holding a blood-stained machete in both hands, arched, standing there like a fighting wolf.
Although Li Tian's body was almost at its limit, and the pain on his body made him dying, he was standing hard and holding on.
Because if he didn't insist, then Situ Ningbing behind him would really die today.
On the other side, there was a loud bang.
Tang Xiaolong's mighty body fell to the ground.
There is no way, in the face of a dozen gangster offensives, even if Tang Xiaolong is the king of special forces, it is difficult to stop the offensive of so many people.
Isn't this? The current Tang Xiaolong was kicked on the shoulder by a gangster, and fell to the ground, panting heavily in his mouth.
There were stab wounds on the arms and shoulders.
He seems to have run out of strength.
Where is Chen Qiaozhi?
He had already been knocked to the ground, and his face was pale at the moment, with a sense of despair in his face.
Because they know that today may be really doomed?
No matter how mighty they are, it is impossible to kill all the underworld figures in Jinghai City in front of them...
Ah Qiu over there was also exhausted, and insisted on that last.
After hitting a **** with one punch, the blood-stained machetes in the hands of the two **** who jumped from behind slashed at Ah Qiu's head fatally.
Seeing that A Qiu was about to be attacked by the gangsters behind him, at this critical moment, Li Tian suddenly rushed over.
"Aqiu, be careful."
With a loud roar, A Qiu turned around abruptly, and then saw two machetes slashing at him fatally.
Li Tian, who rushed over quickly, directly hit the two **** with his body. The moment he hit them, the blades of those two guys were slightly deflected. Leaning his head by one centimeter, he chopped into the air, and was knocked to the ground by Li Tianji.
Ah Qiu's hanging heart has only reached the bottom.
Li Tian in front of him looked at his brothers, seeing the blood covered in them and the appearance of their inability to fight again, he suddenly felt an unprecedented heartache.
He coldly raised his **** eyes and looked at everyone present, every bastard...
He must remember, remember all these people, these people all have hatred with him, and they all have great hatred with him. If one day he is still alive, then he will definitely kill these people without leaving a living. So now he has to remember their faces clearly...
Even if it is a ghost, Li Tian will not let go of these bastards.
The Fatty Liu who was so scared and backed away from the far side, and the gang of mad cows, looked at the 60-70 thugs who fell and so many injured boys, they were completely stunned.
"They must be killed... They must be killed... at all costs." Fatty Liu suddenly said viciously.
While talking, his eyes looked evilly at the mad cow in front of him.
At this time, the mad cow was supported by the little brothers, and he no longer had the arrogance of single-handedly before.
Especially when he saw Li Tian's use of Rashomon: Nine Types of horror, he was completely scared.
At this moment, there was also a terrifying and endless anger in his eyes.
"Kill him! Kill them...whatever."
"Okay!" Fatty Liu suddenly had a grinning smile at the corner of his mouth.
Then turned around and winked at Sang Biao who was beside him.
There was a narrow scar under the corner of the barbarian's eyes, with a terrifying ferociousness. At this moment, after seeing Fatty Liu winking at him, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Then he took a gun from his arms.
A Black Star Type54pistol pistol.
It was the Fatty Liu who spent a lot of money to get it.
After taking it out of his arms at this moment, he aimed at Li Tian who was on the court.
Of course Li Tian would not have noticed that there was a cold gun, and he was still facing those bullies who rushed over...
Sangbiao's right hand held the Black Star Type54pistol tightly, and then placed his right finger on the cold trigger.
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