Chapter 318

"Ah!"

The water was cold, the sling was hanging high, and a scream of tears broke out suddenly on the broken jade bridge hanging on the Black Sea. Thousands of people and horses at both ends of the bridge stared wide. Looking at Liu Zhi, who was satisfied the previous second, was cut off one arm, and the bones were completely cut off from his armpit, revealing his thick white bones and red flesh.

At the beginning, as a prisoner, a girl as clever as a sheep held a watermelon knife. The raised blade reflected a cold blood light in the moonlight, and even the half white and flawless face was splashed with mottled blood.

"I said don't point a knife at me." Qin Qing shrunk her wrist, flexibly loosened the rope, slowly took off her glasses with one hand, and whispered very gently.

The next moment, she raised her eyes and swept towards the crowd still in a daze. An elegant and almost perfect face made the people take a cold breath, which could not help shaking their nerves.

It seemed hard to believe that such a dignified and beautiful girl would be so cruel. The Kun Gang couldn't react for a moment until the girl slowly raised the watermelon knife in her hand and pointed to the sky.

"Brother of the night, give it to me!" Xiao Fei across the street yelled, clenched his knife and rushed over first.

Awakened by this sound, the headless Kungang people hurriedly took a knife to fight. Some people in the front also tried to subdue the girl again. Unexpectedly, as soon as they leaned up, they met a face with a shallow smile.

Brush, where the watermelon knife passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere. Those who insulted the girl just now were splashed with blood on their faces.

"Ah! Ah Zhi!" the beautiful woman was thrown with blood on her face by her broken hand, screamed and fell to the ground, covering her stomach and wailing.

At that time, the two sides fought hand to hand. In the chaos, the scream of women was like a sudden musical instrument. With the clang and painful cry of knives and swords, they played a sad music on the broken jade bridge in the evening wind.

"Don't panic, everyone. The other party doesn't have as many people as us. Don't be afraid!"

"Yes, according to Zhige's words, kill Jingfei and bring all the people who spent the night."

... after the initial chaos, the superiority of the crowd tactics gradually restored the confidence of the Kungang, cheered up, and the morale rose again.

During this time, Liu Zhi aimed at one night and had already found out their number. According to the data, at present, there are no more than 500 people stationed here one night and one day.

It is the so-called wealth and danger. Even if you fight with heavy casualties, you can swallow the charm of daily gold, and the gambling house is enough.

It's a pity, "Liu Zhiming has a saying that is right. It's too young to walk on the road." Qin Qing retreated to the fence and looked at the Kun Gang's men who didn't dare to come near again. He looked down and took out his glasses to carefully wipe the blood on the top. His fingertips clicked on the micro microphone on the mirror frame twice, and lightly ordered: "finish."

The change in C city should be over.

The girl's whisper was blown by the wind and dissipated into the air, slightly inaudible, and no one around could care what she said.

But more than ten seconds later, dozens of vans stopped at both ends of the broken jade bridge. As soon as the doors were opened, the people in black who jumped from the inside rushed into the camp with a knife.

The fat man who rushed to the front was dressed in flower underpants and full of fierce bandit spirit. He waved a knife and cursed, "which grandson just scolded your grandpa. I'm old and ugly. Stand up to me and I promise not to kill you."

Just now, the two sides scolded three people, one is Qin Qing, one is Jing Fei, and the other is Fang Kong, the recognized behind the scenes!

As soon as the Kun Gang saw the posture of the visitor, they could not understand the identity of the other party. They immediately clapped in their hearts and had a faint premonition that things were bad.

Later, the reinforcements led by Yue Chengzhi joined the war. They were vigorous and well-trained. They acted as a fighting force of one against ten, which suddenly dispersed the morale of the Kun Gang.

"Boss, are you all right?" Zhao Yin didn't have to join the war as a military master, but he insisted on coming. At the moment, he had some skills. When he walked around Qin Qing, he saw a wound on her face, so he was worried.

"It's all right." Qin Qing shook her head, and there was an elegant smile on her lips. The blood didn't hide her youth. However, after being stained with blood, her character was more free and easy. She also teased, "Mr. Zhao's hand is a waste of holding a knife."

The girl uses him to sit in the rear of the town and plan strategies.

But anyone can say this, but the girl in front of her is very disobedient. She is the last person in the field to hold a knife, whether from her dusty and gorgeous face or her amazing hand.

"Just to test Cheng Zhi's training results during this period of time." Zhao Yin wisely didn't answer. After all, he also heard about the mess of the Qin family, so he brought the topic back to the war situation.

Qin Qing had looked at it for a while and nodded with satisfaction. "Mr. Yue is really a good soldier. He can still have such fighting spirit after spending a week in his apartment. I think you will be heroes all night after tonight."

It is true that there were less than 500 local people in City C one night, but Qin Qing also knew that Liu Zhi's ambition would not give up. So while proposing peace talks, he transferred people from city B in advance, and everyone hid in the apartment.

Despite Liu Zhiqian's calculations, it was unexpected that a group of people worked overnight in the expensive high-end apartment.

At the moment, after the mantis catches the cicada and the Yellow Finch, the Kun Gang is caught off guard by a series of accidents, and has faintly shown a decline.

The smell of blood slowly dispersed in the air. With the howling and pain, the voice became stronger and stronger. I don't know who in the crowd begged for mercy first.

"No, I surrender, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

This sound was like a signal of panic against the enemy. With the first person, there was soon a second and third. Finally, with the clang and crisp sound of weapons landing, most of the Kungang lost their fighting spirit and chose to surrender.

Jing Fei stood in the middle of the bridge, his eyes were red, and he was still shouting, "come on! Who else is not afraid of death? Don't be afraid of death if you dare to betray. Come on!"

Seeing fewer and fewer people fighting, he seemed to have lost his mind. Dragging the Kun Gang's men with broken arms and legs, he threw a watermelon knife and beat them with his bare hands, one punch after another, silently venting his pent up hatred.

At a certain node, a small white hand stretched out in the air and held his arm. The girl's voice was sweet and soft. She said faintly, "Liu Zhixiang and that woman are left to you. You decide whether to live or die."

Hearing the speech, Jing Fei's action was a meal. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the woman in the pool of blood.