The city in the early morning seemed to be shrouded in a quiet black veil, but in the Dynasty Club, there was a tense atmosphere. Here, a thrilling power struggle was about to take place.
Li Xiaolang brought his battle-hardened special forces brother to the Royal Club like a surging undercurrent. This time, they came to completely wipe out the headquarters of the Qing Gang's White Tiger Hall.
Inside the club, the lights were still flickering, but the original atmosphere of decadence had long been replaced by the strong smell of drugs.
Li Xiaolang walked into the hall on the first floor of the club at a brisk pace. The brothers behind him all had sharp eyes, revealing a frightening murderous aura.
As soon as I stepped into the hall, I saw a cavalry soldier with a fierce look sitting on the sofa in the middle of the hall.
The cavalry had been prepared. There were a thousand of them hiding in the hall on this floor, and there were also people lying in ambush outside the club, just waiting for Li Lang and his men to fall into the trap.
When Ma Bing saw Li Xiaolang, he sneered, stood up slowly, and said in a cold voice: "You really dare to come."
Li Xiaolang crossed his arms and smiled disdainfully, "Why don't I dare to come?"
When Ma Bing heard this, his eyes widened with anger and he shouted, "What a tone! Do you really think the Youth Gang has no strength?"
Having said that, the cavalry soldier waved his hand, and the thousand people hiding in various places in the hall swarmed out instantly and surrounded Li Lang and his men.
Li Xiaolang was not afraid at all, and even looked down on him: "Hey, it looks like you are ready. Do you really think you can win with these ugly guys?"
Ma Bing sneered: "Arrogant. It's not certain who will die."
"Hahaha, you're wrong. You'll be the loser in the end."
"Really? I'd like to see how many you can do."
"I have more than enough to deal with you."
"Don't leave any of them alive. Kill them all."
Ma Bing's face darkened and he waved his hand.
This group of younger brothers, holding machetes in their hands, rushed towards Li Xiaolang and his men with ferocious looks.
Li Xiaolang shouted: "Brothers, let us see our methods."
Before he finished speaking, the two sides started fighting.
Although the Li Langs were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, each of them was very skilled and moved as swiftly as a cheetah.
They quickly formed a battle formation and cooperated with each other. When one person faced the attack of several people, he could always cleverly avoid the vital points and then use a fierce counterattack to instantly repel the enemy.
Li Xiaolang was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, rushing into the crowd like lightning.
Facing several people attacking at the same time, he first jumped high up like a dry onion to avoid the fist and kick attacks from below, turned in the air, and then swept out with his legs like steel whips, directly kicking the surrounding enemies to the ground.
The cavalry, relying on their superior numbers, continuously commanded their men to launch wave after wave of attacks.
But soon, he found that something was wrong. His 1,000 men seemed numerous, but in front of Li Xiaolang and other special forces masters, they were like a pile of loose sand and were defeated step by step.
The ambushed men outside heard the fighting inside and rushed in one after another, trying to turn the tide of the battle.
"There are ambushes? Do you think we can fight?"
Li Xiaolang saw several more people rushing in and couldn't help but laugh, "But this is useless."
The brothers were not afraid at all. They turned around and rushed towards the door, punching and kicking the people who rushed in.
There were screams and cries of pain at the scene, and anyone who came in from outside was knocked over.
hiss…….
The cavalry were all numb, and they thought they would win sooner or later.
But now it seems that Li Xiaolang and his friends can each do ten, how can we play this game???
Li Xiaolang and his men became more and more excited as the fight went on. The hall was in chaos, with young gang members being knocked to the ground one after another.
Ma Bing looked at his men who were hiding around the club in a mighty manner. At this moment, they were all knocked to the ground by Li Lilang and his brother. The whole hall was filled with groaning people lying everywhere.
There were less than a dozen people left around him. His eyes gradually became fierce, and the flesh on his face was twisted with anger.
"Damn it, all of you die." Ma Bing roared, suddenly pulled out a pistol from behind, and pulled the trigger at Li Xiaolang and his brothers without hesitation.
Following the cavalry's move, the dozens of people around him also reacted and drew their guns and fired at the same time. In an instant, gunshots rang out in the hall of the club, and bullets rained down on Li Xiaolang and his men.
However, Li Xiaolang and his men had already taken precautions against this. For these battle-hardened special forces, a hail of bullets was just a daily occurrence.
The brothers quickly and nimbly sought cover to avoid the bullets. Their movements were astonishingly fast, as if they were ghosts shuttling through the hail of bullets.
While dodging, they also did not forget to seize the opportunity to counterattack. With their sharp movements and extraordinary courage, they quickly rushed from the bunkers towards those with guns.
"Bang, bang, bang!" After the gunshots, the youth gang members who were shooting wildly just now were knocked to the ground one after another, and the guns in their hands fell. The hall was filled with the chaotic sounds of painful groans and gunshots.
Li Xiaolang's eyes were fixed on the cavalry from beginning to end. Now that he saw that the enemy who opened fire had been quickly dealt with by his brothers, he ran straight towards the cavalry without hesitation.
When Ma Bing saw Li Xiaolang rushing towards him, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. However, he was also an expert who had been in the underworld for many years, so naturally he was not afraid.
He steadied himself, held the gun tightly in both hands, and continued shooting at Li 꽭狼, trying to kill him before he could get close.
Li Xiaolang dodged the bullets flexibly, his speed was so fast that it was shocking. While dodging, he used the surrounding environment as cover and kept closing the distance between him and the cavalry.
Seeing that Li Wolang was getting closer and closer to him, Ma Bing gritted his teeth and threw the pistol in his hand, which was already empty, at Li Wolang. Then he flashed and pulled out a dagger from his waist, ready to fight Li Wolang in close combat.
Li Xiaolang dodged the flying pistol by leaning to the side and rushed towards the cavalry without stopping, like a swift cheetah.
The two men immediately started fighting, punching and kicking each other, and the daggers and fists and feet collided with each other, making a series of dull sounds.
The dagger of the horse soldier was fierce, and each stab was aimed at Li Xiaolang's vital parts, trying to kill him with one blow. Li Xiaolang, relying on his excellent physical fitness and rich fighting experience, cleverly avoided the attack of the horse soldier, and kept punching and kicking to counterattack, and each blow contained strong power.
For a moment, the two were inseparable. The brothers around them and the remaining members of the Youth Gang watched this fierce duel nervously, as if the whole world was only filled with the sounds of the two of them fighting.
But Li Xiaolang is a special forces king who has undergone countless rigorous training. After a long stalemate, he gradually figured out the cavalry's attack routines and rhythm.
Finally, Li Xiaolang spotted a flaw and dodged the dagger stabbed by the horse soldier with a sudden move. Then he locked the horse soldier's wrist tightly with his arm and twisted it hard.
Ma Bing only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the dagger almost slipped out of his hand. Before 놇놆 could react, Li 꽭 immediately kicked 놇놆 in the abdomen.
The horse soldier cried out "ouch!" and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground, with blood spurting out of his mouth.