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Knife-Scarred Man, who was waving two live people and smashing them onto the ground, suddenly bit on the corner of his mouth.

He had long wanted to rush over and kill this arrogant Reynolds, but the crowd was too dense, he was afraid that this brat would be scared by him and sneakily run away, hence he acted as though he had lost his mind, and left his back to Reynolds.

Just as Reynolds was using his full strength to leap and swing his staff at him, Knife-Scarred Man roared in pain, the Both Arms that was holding onto the two fiercely smashed down, both of his legs connected to the ground and his entire body shot backwards like an arrow. In mid air, he suddenly used strength at his waist's eye and forcefully flipped his body upwards.

Just as Reynolds was about to reach in midair, Knife-Scarred Man suddenly roared explosively. His two palms quickly swung in front of his chest, creating dozens of gigantic palm images that fiercely and fiercely smashed towards Reynolds's chest.

Reynolds, who never expected this kind of situation, felt his heart tremble. He originally wanted to forcefully change the way he brandished the iron rod, but Knife-Scarred Man's speed had far surpassed his comprehension. Before he could take any defensive measures, several terrifying waves of immense strength suddenly came from his chest and abdomen!

"Wow." He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, the steel rod in his hand flew out, and as if he had been struck by a huge rock, Reynolds smashed towards the ground ruthlessly!

"Bang." "Bam!" Reynolds's body bounced many times before he stopped.

The Knife-Scarred Man who had landed on the ground grabbed onto the iron rod in his hands, and used the force of the fall to smash Reynolds who was twitching on the ground.

Reynolds felt as if all the organs in his entire body had been moved. That unimaginable pain made him want to faint.

Just as he was about to open his eyes with all his might, a pitch-black shadow of a rod gradually grew larger in his eyes. Reynolds's pupils abruptly shrank, as a conditioned reflex like Both Arms s intersecting each other to resist.

Crack." "Ahh!" The strength of the knife-scarred man was terrifying. Coupled with the fact that he was holding a club with both hands, the strength he displayed was almost unimaginable. As the two came into contact, Renault's arms began to twist and distort under the sound of a careful bone breaking. The terrifying blow to his chest was a mess of blood and gore, even revealing the white bones underneath. A beating heart.

"master …" Red Star Society who had witnessed Reynolds's defeat let out a sorrowful cry and wanted to go rescue them, but how could these lunatics from Tiger Gang allow them to get close so easily.

While howling, he waved his machete and firmly entangled them, and slowly encircled the two people of Knife-Scarred Man in a circle that was not too big or small.

Knife-Scarred Man laughed sinisterly as he looked at Reynolds, who was twitching on the ground, and snorted coldly. "You think you can hurt me? If you were to really meet me, I will definitely not be able to lift my head in front of Sect Leader Jin. "

The iron rod in his hand fiercely tapped at Reynolds's knees twice, completely shattering both of his knees. Reynolds who was almost at death's door only shook slightly, not letting out a single sound from his bloody mouth.

Knife-Scarred Man turned Reynolds over and snorted: "In front of our Tiger Gang, if it's a dragon, you have to be careful. If it's a tiger, you have to be careful. "If you dare to make any provocation, I will cut you down!"

His right hand grabbed Reynolds's neck and lifted him up high.

"Haha, boys, look who this is? Who is this poor man? "Hahahaha …" Knife-Scarred Man who was laughing maniacally suddenly clenched his right hand.

The crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly by everyone in the crowd.

Reynolds's eyes gradually became a layer of grey, and his head powerlessly drooped down.

"master …" Jack, who was being played around by the crowd, trembled under the crisp sound of the bones breaking. He turned his head to look at the man who was being lifted up by Knife-Scarred Man, the man whose head was slowly drooping down, let out a sorrowful cry, and two streams of tears immediately rolled down his face.

When the Tiger Gang members, who were preparing to skin Jack alive, saw that this brat actually dared to care about other things in this kind of situation, they felt that he simply did not put them in his eyes at all.

This was intolerable!

With a turn of the large blade, a series of arcs were drawn as it ruthlessly hacked at the grieving Jack!

"Puff." A merciless and fierce blade hacked at Jack's neck. Due to the excessive force, the large blade continued to cut into Jack's body.

Jack, after a few minutes, follow Wang Dong's lead.

So far, for all the experts in Red Star Society young generation, it was either death or defeat!

Right at the moment when Knife-Scarred Man was about to crush Reynolds's neck, Cramer, who was at the distant east wing courtyard, suddenly shook slightly.

His closed eyes suddenly opened wide as he stared at the ceiling above him.

Very quickly, the old house servant and the rest who had noticed Cramer's abnormality immediately walked over, and looked at Cramer with concern.

Patriarch Pu said carefully, "Sect Master, you..." "What's wrong?"

Cramer stared at the sky in a daze. After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth, his voice sounding a little hoarse: "Jason, where are Reynolds, Lamos, and master Si Luo?"

The hearts of everyone present suddenly had a bad premonition. The old servant tightly held Cramer's hand, trying his best to calm the unease in his heart, and forcefully squeezed out a few traces of a smile. "They're killing the enemy, and will be back very soon."

Cramer turned a deaf ear to the old servant's words, and continued to mutter in a daze, "Reynolds … Lambs... Slade... I want to hear their voices … "

The old servant secretly grinned and braced himself: "Sect Master, they are currently busy fighting …" "So …"

"Pick up Jack …" Let Jack answer the phone... "Jack …"

"Fight!" Looking at the forlorn look on the Sect Master's face, the servant gritted his teeth, grabbed the phone and dialed Jack's number.

"Du …" BEEP … BEEP … "Du …" After the beep came the words: Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please...

"Pah!" The servant quickly closed the phone, and when he saw Cramer's dazed gaze looking at him, he forced out a smile. "Sect Leader, maybe both sides are right now …"

Cramer's face suddenly flushed red, and his weak body seemed to have been injected with energy. He jumped down from the bed, snatched the phone from the servant's hands and quickly made a call.

First Reynolds's, then Lamos's, then Slade's.

However, the three calls were like stones that sank into the ocean, leaving no reply.

"Pa!" The mobile phone in his hand dropped to the floor as Cramer pushed it away with all his might, wanting to support the servant of his old home as he moved forward in a daze.

Just as he was about to reach the door, Cramer raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood …

"Sect Master …" The old servant exclaimed and quickly hugged Cramer who was about to kneel down.

's eyes were red as he stared at the roof. Both of his hands frantically grabbed at something in the air as he screamed, "Jin Xianen … Jin Xianen... Return my Red Star Society … Children... My poor child... I am incompetent, I am unable to avenge you … "Your father has come to see you …"

"Bang." Cramer's dead eyes gradually dimmed after hearing the roar, and his hands powerlessly drooped to the ground.

A formidable figure of his generation had fallen just like that! The fall was so tragic, and the fall so tragic!

"Sect Master …" The old servant hugged Cramer's corpse tightly and cried loudly.

Half an hour later, the You guys who had finally charged into Cramer's bedroom were simultaneously shocked by the scene before them.

Inside the bedroom, Cramer was lying on the sickbed while dressed neatly. He peacefully closed his eyes and was no longer breathing.

Beside his bed was the most loyal servant Cramer had ever had in his life. However, Cramer and the servant back home were quiet as they laid quietly on the edge of the bed. A medicine bottle and a white pill were rolling at their feet.

She then picked up a piece of white paper that was placed on Cramer's body.

"The people of the world all say that there are grievances after death. I beg you to let go of my Patriarch's corpse. You can take care of my corpse as you wish, but please don't disturb the peace of the Patriarch anymore. "Thank you …"

The Netherworld looked at the two dead men in front of him with a complicated expression. He didn't know why, but the insolent and cold-blooded Netherworld Spirit felt a little touched at this moment. Moreover, he didn't have the slightest hint of joy from winning. Instead, he had … It was a bit painful.

After a long time, the Netherworld let out a soft sigh. You two should bury them well. "

After saying that, You You waved his hand and left the room.

In a restaurant on a street in Seoul, South Korea.

A young man with the appearance of a shop assistant quietly sat in the corner, almost completely hidden in the darkness. Even if one looked carefully, it was difficult to tell that this was a living person.

A pair of bright eyes swept across the entire yard and the walls like radar, and he held a small transmitter in his hand, with his thumb always placed on the bright red button.

This was definitely an elite intelligence agent, and he understood the degree of danger these intelligence agents posed in this place. He also understood how important their existence was to the Tiger Gang.

For the sake of their own lives, and especially for the glory of their Tiger Gang, they had to always be alert and alert. They definitely could not let go of any dangerous information, especially if their Life-death Gang already suspected the shops nearby.

His mission was to be vigilant!

He was on alert for his companions who were in the middle of information inside the house. In the event of any accidents, he would immediately press the red button to alert his companions inside the house, allowing them to swiftly destroy the information and issue an alarm to the headquarters.

However, just as he was carefully searching, he didn't notice a small infrared spot among a small blade of grass on the wall to his left. The observation tube already aimed at him ten minutes ago, carefully observing him, carefully calculating the frequency at which his radar like eyes scanned and rotated.

This intelligence officer was too meticulous in his search and his eyes were moving too slowly. However, his serious attitude gave others an opportunity to do so!

Five minutes passed. Just as he turned his eyes to the right side of the door, a figure appeared on the wall behind him. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head.

"Puff." The bullet passed through the silencer.

The man's body shook and his nervous system immediately disappeared. His unconscious body collapsed to the ground. The thumb-sized hole in his temple bled out fresh, yellow and white blood.