C484 Anemopyrexia?

Meng Hai and Shen Lang also agreed at the same time, "Let's go back as well. We would like to see just what kind of background this fake Hoodlum has."

"Alright!"

Wuqing did not stop them and brought Ah Tai and the others to rush to the Dragon Gang's base camp. After Hoodlum brought his men down to the base camp, before he even got close to it, he heard from his subordinates that the Dragon Gang's headquarters were heavily guarded, as if knowing that he would barge into the base camp at night. Just as expected, the butcher brought the rest of the hundred odd Dragon Tooth's brothers and walked out of the main camp's entrance.

Hoodlum, who was under the protection of the Eighth Lord, arrived at the front of the troop. He looked at the butcher and sneered, "Butcher, quickly hand Tong Mengyao over. Otherwise, I will make sure all my brothers from the Dragon Gang die here!"

"Bullsh * t. I'm telling you, as long as your butcher grandpa is here, don't even think about taking a single step."

"Alright, today I want to see just how powerful the person Young Master Hua has brought back is!"

The troops of Meng Hai and Meng Hai were on both sides of the main camp of the Dragon clan. Originally, the two sides were evenly matched in terms of numbers, but who knew that a chaos would suddenly break out between Meng Hai and the Escaping Waves camp. Seeing this, the butcher finally understood that there were still people from the other side inside the Dragon clan.

A free-for-all began. The butcher was unstoppable with a bunch of ghost head knife in his hands. It was as easy as chopping vegetables. Hoodlum, who was watching from behind, frowned and said to Eighth Lord, "Eighth Brother, think of a way to get rid of the butcher!"

"Yes sir!"

Eighth Lord leaped up lightly, and after jumping onto the roof of the car, he took out his phone from his pocket. After installing the silencer, he pointed the gun at the butcher who was slaughtering everyone around him.

"Bam!"

A bullet whizzed toward the butcher.

If a bullet was fired at the butcher, the butcher would definitely be aware of it. Unfortunately, it was already too late when he was surrounded by Hoodlum's subordinates and discovered the concealed weapon flying towards him.

In desperation, the butcher leaned to the side and shouted, "Puuu!" The bullet had already hit the butcher's shoulder.

The butcher took the chance and rolled on the ground, the ghost head knife in his hand cut towards the ankles that were surrounding him, those people were all screaming out loud. The eighth lord looked and saw no sign of the butcher.

"Humph!" "Let's say this kid is lucky." The Eighth Lord said to Hoodlum after he jumped down from the car.

"Has Young Master been contacted?" Hoodlum asked the Eighth Lord.

"I got in touch!" The Young Master said that he would send Ah Wei to lead Anhui's, Ye Xu Niang's and Qi Jiu Tong's people to support us. "

"Alright, today I want to see what abilities the Dragon Gang still have."

Hoodlum proudly laughed a few times.

After being injured, the butcher did not retreat from the battle. Instead, he returned to the middle of the battle team because this position was beneficial to his own protection. It would not be easy for the person who used the gun to assassinate him.

The shoulder injury of the butcher was not serious at all. He knew that if he kept delaying, it would be safer for Tong Mengyao and the Dragon Gang. The butcher shouted to the people of the Dragon Gang: "The brothers of Dragon Tooth are leading the way, the other brothers should first clean up the traitors."

At the most critical moment, the butcher played the role of the backbone. The head of the Dragon Gang could no longer be said to be a piece of loose sand. The butcher had undoubtedly become the leader of the Dragon Gang.

After killing off the opponents around him, the disciples of Dragon Tooth all went in front of them. On the other hand, the people of Hoodlum who were still inside the group ambushing Meng Hai and Shen Lang were quickly attacked by the people of the group led by the butcher.

The butcher kept cursing, "F * ck, you backbones, go to hell!"