I saw the 'fierce tiger' Yang Long's figure like a phantom, stepping over ten feet without losing any speed, and suddenly killed Wu Yuan who was standing there.

"Wow!" A terrifying sword light lit up!

If the sword is a real cut, it will definitely cut Wu Yuan in half.

"The gang leader's machete." Everyone in the Liehu Gang looked at it excitedly.

Yang Long became famous among millions of people in the city just because of his machete.

"My junior brother is not very talented, but after decades of practice, his sword skills are not weak." The tall and thin young man in animal clothing thought this way.

"Pfft!" The sound of the tip of the gun scratching the flesh.

"Bang!"

The burly Yang Long smashed the door directly in front of him, and the broken wood scattered on the ground. He also fell heavily without making a sound.

Blood flowed from his eyebrows and gradually dyed the ground red.

This scene.

The originally noisy courtyard fell into silence, and everyone looked at this scene in shock.

The dignified leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang! A second-rate master!

Killed with one shot?

Wu Yuan, on the other hand, seemed to have remained motionless from beginning to end. Only the dazzling blood on the gun tip told everything. His eyes swept across the walls of the courtyard.
Chapter completed!