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Chapter 1503 It's a place where your Han family can't afford it

"roar!"

Hearing Chen Jialuo's words, all the members of the dog barn present made a sound like a wolf howling.

They only have six people, but they sound like hundreds of people.

These howlings were mixed with the sound of the Tibetan mastiff, giving people a creepy feeling.

In the dozens of vans that came from afar, more than half of the people felt their scalp numb.

Damn, aren't they going to the Demon City?

Why is it like breaking into the deep mountains and forests?

The sound of a man screaming or a wolf howling sounded really scary.

Of course, there are some people who are calm.

These people are naturally masters raised by the Han family.

Through the car window, they saw a few black shadows standing faintly on the hillside in front, and a ferocious beast.

The reason why they are said to be ferocious beasts is because they cannot tell which species they are.

It's a wolf, but the wolf's body is not that strong.

It's called a lion and a tiger, but the screams are like a wolf howling.

The vehicle is approaching constantly.

With the moonlight, they were about to see the ferocious beast clearly.

But at this moment, the seven black shadows on the hillside suddenly rushed towards their convoy like stepping on wolf, tiger and leopard.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

The harsh brakes kept ringing.

The car in front was forced to stop, and the car behind braked one after another.

A big battle kicked off.

Although the number of people on both sides was very different, in fact, when the fight started, the Han family, which had a large number of people, was pressed to the ground by the members of the dog barn.

At this time, on another small hill, Xiao Tianmo held a cigarette in his hand, took a calm breath, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his feet.

"Haha, Han Yuankui, I will let you know tonight that the Magic City is indeed a place where your Han family cannot afford to come."

On the asphalt road, a battle of unilateral strength is being staged.

Only six people in the dog pendant, plus one Chen Jialuo, beat nearly 300 people in the Han family to pieces.

The seven people, like hungry wolves breaking into the pack of wolves, were full of sword energy and were invincible.

Some people use swords, some use swords, some use maces, and even some have bare hands.

But almost every second, someone fell in front of them.

Flesh and flesh fly everywhere, and corpses are everywhere.

They treated the thugs brought by the Han family as Tibetan mastiffs that they provided for training on weekdays. The more they beat, the more excited they became, and the more they killed, the more they became jealous.

Especially the thugs from the Underworld of Hangzhou, Han Jianyang recruited, they almost died at the hands of members of the dog barn before they could make a move.

The masters raised by the Han family are indeed a bit more powerful.

But it is only a little better than those thugs.

In front of these dog barn members, they can at most carry three moves, and in the end they will either be cut off their hands or have their legs disabled.

As for the Tibetan Mastiff, the king of the many Tibetan Mastiffs in the dog farm was not willing to be outdone and bit several thugs to death.

And its owner, Yang Yuning, had even red eyes, like a bloodthirsty beast.

He was seen as having a bare hands, but if anyone was targeted by him, he would be not far from death.

Of course, although Ning Yi, not far away, did not seem to be able to shock the enemy, his speed was as fast as lightning, sweeping past the enemy like a soaring goose.

Wherever he went, flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and he was wailing.

There is also Chen Jialuo. Although he had not participated in the training in the dog pan, he was not a good name for one of the twenty-four generals of the Dragon Army in the North.

In his hand, a triangular army was powerful. Not to mention the underground thugs brought by Han Jianyang, even the masters raised by the Han family lost their color in front of him.
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