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Chapter 102 Chess Pieces and Players

"It's done!"

Wang Yi patted the dust in his hands.

so long.

He never showed his strength in front of people.

Everyone knows that his men are difficult to beat.

Nearly a hundred gangsters are not enough to fight.

But no one knew that he was also very powerful.

Just didn't have a chance to do it.

Anyway, worth tens of millions.

Casually fighting with street bums.

This looks very machine also.

Who doesn't have the burden of an idol.

But now it's different.

The knives are on the neck.

If you don't fight back, you can fight back.

"Tell me about you, can't you fight with my two men?"

"Don't come to trouble me."

Wang Yi gave several big competitions in a row.

The seven meat and eight vegetables of the knife hand fan.

The horizontal face was swollen like a steamed stuffed bun.

There are teeth and blood in the mouth, vaguely, staring fiercely.

"Let's see!" Wang Yi once again made a big bid, "I'm looking at the tricks and I'll dig them out for you."

Subsequently.

Knocked out several swordsmen to the ground.

Stand up.

He waved his hand, as if waiting for something.

But he reacted quickly.

With some embarrassment, he withdrew his hand.

motherfucker.

Both men went to kill people.

No paper towels were handed.

How does this keep me classy?

Can only rub against the clothes of the swordsman.

"Brother, you... you told me that this is a three-legged cat kung fu?"

Guo Ling looked like he had seen a ghost, his eyes looked up and down.

It seems like meeting for the first time.

"That's not it."

Wang Yi spread his hands and said with a smile, "I am a three-legged cat, Luo Tianhong and Tian Yangsheng can hang and beat me casually."

"Why are you comparing yourself to a pervert?"

Guo Ling couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

He had never seen anyone who could compare with Tian Yangsheng.

Compared with a pervert, wouldn't it be a crime?

the other side.

Tian Yangsheng and Luo Tianhong were relieved to see that the boss was safe and sound.

This is no worries.

The means of display are more ruthless.

Trick to lethal.

nowadays.

Who still calls you Daoyi, put your hand away and beat you?

Everyone has worked hard.

No less ruthless counterattack.

It is disrespect for one's own life.

The Eight-faced Han Sword is like the sickle of death, reaping the life of the swordsman.

Its sharpness is unimaginable.

Although it is a sword, if it is cut on the wrist, it can easily cut off the bones of the hand.

Cut iron like mud.

Cutting people is like chopping tofu.

In a flash.

Most of the hundreds of swordsmen were already lying on the ground, howling and rolling.

Missing arms and lame legs.

There will always be a part or two missing.

The blood was gurgling, soaking the ground.

The bald head was a little flustered.

The script is wrong!

What about my hundreds of swordsmen?

What's the matter?

Is it really food delivery?

Nearly a hundred people can't kill two of them?

Are you making a movie with me?

He doesn't believe in this evil.

With a fierce look in his bald eyes, he immediately slashed at Luo Tianhong with his saber.

Clang!

The machete collided with the Eight-faced Han sword to produce flames.

The sound of iron clashing was extremely ear-piercing.

"It's not good to chop my brother up like a vegetable, isn't it?" the bald head said coldly.

Hear this.

Luo Tianhong sneered.

The eight-faced Han sword in his hand changed his offensive.

It's extremely fast.

The two fought together.

The sound of weapons clashing was deafening.

Luo Tianhong fought faster and faster.

Turn around and tease.

Use the Eight-faced Han Sword as a knife.

Pull the mountain out of the world.

Suddenly, he slashed downward.

Whoa!

The sound of breaking an arm sounded.

"what!"

With cold sweat on his bald forehead, he let out a scream.

Before he could fight back.

Holding the sword in both hands, Luo Tianhong slashed diagonally.

The head flew away.

quiet!

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

The remaining swordsmen swallowed.

The calves are trembling.

How cruel!

The knife hand was shocked by this hand.

But Tian Yangsheng and Luo Tianhong didn't stop.

The remaining swordsmen are not a threat.

It didn't kill them all.

Basically save a life.

It's just that what parts are missing from the body is unknown.

Soon.

All the swordsmen were lying on the ground.

Some were silent and motionless.

Some wailed and screamed.

Some are unconscious.

Except for a few swordsmen who saw the situation was not good and had already slipped away.

Not one of them was completely lying on the ground.

Tian Yangsheng gasped.

Slightly tired.

If let him use all kinds of firearms.

These people have been able to chug a long time ago.

After all, his strongest method is to use thermal weapons.

Unlike Luo Tianhong.

Eight-faced Han sword in hand.

Look who's a little Karami.

"Brother, this can be regarded as stabbing a hornet's nest!"

"Someone broke the rules."

In general.

Without completely tearing the face apart.

It will definitely not rise to the situation of sending a killer to kill the opponent.

Don't think that there are no classes in the country.

There are still!

A farmer's son died and an official's second generation died.

The consequences are different.

It's just that it's very subtle.

nowadays.

The opponent directly dispatched the swordsman to murder.

This has risen from a political means to a real sword.

After all, political struggles belong to political struggles.

It is impossible to take the lead in using the means of breaking the rules.

Like.

Now Wang Yi directly finds someone to kill Zhao Lidong's son Zhao Feng.

It can also cause earthquakes.

No leader would like such a crazy subordinate.

As for the underworld he hit earlier?

Those are just pawns!

rather than chess players.

There can be many chess pieces, they can be discarded at any time, and they can also be developed at any time.

The life of a chess piece is not life.

People are not divided into ranks, but they are divided into classes.

Can't see, can't touch.

It does exist.

An Xin has Uncle Meng and Uncle An, and Zhao Lidong can only use internal tactics to solve it.

But An Xin's apprentice had no backer, so he died in the end without causing much trouble.

"Looks like I've made too much noise recently, which pissed off Zhao Lidong."

"The money bag Xu Jiang and Chen Tai have been hit one after another, and Zhao Lidong has been forced to use this method."

Wang Yi nodded.

You don't need to guess to know that the knife hand incident was written by Zhao Lidong.

Can it be useful?

No!

Because there is no evidence!

You want to investigate Zhao Lidong without evidence?

Want to eat fart?

"Don't worry, brother." Guo Ling patted Wang Yi on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "This incident has poked a hornet's nest, and we can't avoid it without paying the price."

"Your father and my father are going crazy, it's not so easy to solve."

"Stand at attention when you are scolded, and stand firm when you are beaten. If you lose, it will be time for liquidation."

"This in itself is the price that the loser needs to pay!"

Guo Ling saw it clearly.

If they both die here.

That is a move that kills one thousand enemies and damages oneself eight hundred.

But, it's also worth it.

But the final result was not satisfactory.

It also means that the move is broken.

This move is lost.

That pawn should be eaten.

"Of course I understand, it's just implicating my brother."

"Haha, what's the matter? If you hadn't been involved this time, I wouldn't have been able to see this drama. It's really exciting, much more exciting than when I was in Ande Town."

Guo Ling laughed loudly, not paying attention to it at all. At the end, he added, "It's just that it's better for this kind of thing to happen less. I have a bad heart and can't stand this kind of stimulation."

"Looking at your calm appearance, it doesn't look like you have a bad heart."

"That's different. The so-called head can be broken, blood can flow, and hairstyle can't be messed up. It's just calm."

The scene is a little weird.

The surrounding limbs are separated.

Columns of blood.

But the two were still talking and laughing happily.

It's the style of a mafia boss.

And Zhao Zhen on the side.

Already frightened silly.

He stared blankly at everything in front of him.