The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

The northern suburbs of Shenchuan County.

Although the moon hangs high in the northern suburbs at night, the street lights are bright.

At the moment, it is somewhat depressed and solemn.

More than 30 people walked along the riverside promenade, but no one spoke.

"I can't wait for the time!"

Looking at the rolling river, Hong Zun couldn't help but sigh.

The morale of the Little Knife Society is already in turmoil, and a forced battle will only lead to more variables.

Existences like Yang Feng will appear one after another.

The layout in 30 is like a long river.

What is buried is more than years.

The other members of the Small Knife Club have already withdrawn from Shenchuan County. At this moment, more than 30 people are the core members of the Small Knife Club.

The four elders, the nine hall masters, and the heads of each stronghold.

It seems that there are more than 30 people, but these people who hold a small knife will sweep the underground forces of the entire Tang Kingdom.

Regardless of the four elders, the master of the nine halls has the great talent and general plan of the palace master of Kangbi Tang.

This is also the belief that Xiao Dao will dare to dominate the underground forces.

Influence, strength, talent, capital, the layout of 30 years only owes Dongfeng.

But unexpectedly, Yang Feng appeared!

The appearance of Yang Feng broke Hong Zun's determination, the Tang country was deep in water, and no one knew how many mysterious forces there were.

Even if Xiaodaohui has eyeliner in the Tang Dynasty, it will not know what Wulaoxing thinks.

If Ouchi doesn't want Xiaodao to dominate his family!
No matter how powerful the knife is, it will perish.

There is a tripartite confrontation formed by the Pao Brothers Club and the Red Gang, plus the powerful power of the Small Knife Club itself, and they didn't do anything too outrageous.

Ouchi did not try his best to suppress it.

But once you want to unify the underground forces of the Tang Kingdom, that is the beginning of the end of the Xiaodao Society!
"President, since you can't go south, let's unify the north, and then the Small Sword Society will develop outward." Situ Xuankong said with regret.

Dominating the north is nothing to the Little Knife Society, because Brother Pao Society is no longer a concern.

The headquarters of the Red Gang is abroad again, and this time the Martial Arts Association is only represented by two elders!

"Outward development?"

Hong Zun looked away.

Outward development is indeed a direction to activate the morale of the Little Knife Society.

Maybe it can also become a king-level force!
"Damn!"

And the one with the ugliest face among the crowd was Li Yihong, or Hong Yi.

20 years of dormancy, everything has been in vain.

He would rather be in the Knife Society since he was a child!
Or never knew a knife would!
It was what gave him hope, hope that was dashed in the first place.

"Whoosh whoosh~!"

But no one noticed that on a hill two or three kilometers away in the northern suburbs, there was a mysterious team in night clothes flickering among the treetops.

All of them are ghostly and fast.

But in this mysterious team of more than a hundred people, everyone's eyes are either red or blue.

There are even eyes that are completely black.

This is a mutant!
Mutants are almost all one in a million!

There may be only two or three out of a hundred people who can successfully implant the mutant gene.

And there are more than a hundred mutants here!

And just looking at the body skills at this moment, the worst martial arts cultivation is actually a body like a bow.

There are no fewer than seven or eight people with muscles and bones.

The leader of the group had an aura as deep as an abyss, with a long knife on his back and a curved blade, exuding a cold knife air!
This is Taidao.

And he is also a strong man in harmony with nature and man!
There is also a fiery red glow on his body.

"Small Knife Society?"

"Wow~!"

Suddenly, the leading man with the dagger on his back stopped in his tracks.

"Wow~!"

More than a hundred men in black behind them also stopped in an instant.

One by one or standing on the treetops, or standing on the edge of the cliff, or between the stones.

The only thing that is the same is that there is no sound at all!

"The Martial Arts Club is not over yet, what is the Little Sword Club going to do?"

The eyes of the deep-breathing man flashed brightly, but his eyes gradually became colder, "After the Small Sword Society is destroyed, the Black Dragon Society will enter the Tang Kingdom faster, and it happens to avenge the Seven Clans of the Taidao."

"go with!"

The man with the knife on his back waved his right hand.

"Wow~!"

More than a hundred men in black immediately surrounded and surrounded 30 people from the Knife Club, which was a thousand meters away.

One by one, they walked quietly and without a trace, like night demons.

The autumn wind sneaks into the night, killing people without hearing it!

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Situ Xuankong, who was behind Hong Zun, turned around and raised his head as if feeling something.

Looking at the mountain top a thousand meters away, his eyes were cold.

"what happened?"

Hong Zun, Qiu Shan, Zhou Tong and the others all stared blankly.

Situ Xuankong's cultivation is the unity of heaven and man, and he is in the realm of three flowers gathering on the top.

It is definitely not careful to shock such a character.

"Murderous!"

Situ Xuankong had sharp eyes.

"What? Murderous?"

"Could it be Yang Feng?"

"Or the Red Gang?"

Qiu Shan, Zhou Tong and the others changed their expressions.

Hong Zun frowned, he believed it would not be Yang Feng, nor the Hong Gang.

Even if it was the Pao Brothers Club, it wouldn't be the Red Gang.

"Whoosh, whoosh~!"

But at this moment, a series of auras that were too obscure to be detected had already entered Situ Xuankong's sensing range.

"careful!"

"It's a mutant!"

Situ Xuankong's expression changed, and he sensed that the hundred or so mutants were about to leave.

"Om~!"

But suddenly found that it was locked by a powerful and majestic breath.

"what!"

Hong Zun, Qiu Shan, Zhou Tong and others opened their eyes.

At this moment, more than a hundred men in black were also seen.

The powerful aura formed by these hundred people is like the terror from the suppression of the mountain!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

War is imminent!
In an instant, swords, lights, and swords were all over the northern suburbs!
"Bang bang bang~!"

Some people with guns in the Knife Club even shot without hesitation!
"It's a ninja from the Yuemu Kingdom!"

"It's Japanese pirates!"

"It's from the Black Dragon Society!"

"..."

The people of the Small Knife Club were shocked.

During the killing process, it was immediately discovered that the person who came was a mutant from the Black Dragon Association of the Sunwood Country!

"Protect the president!"

"Protect the young master!"

Hong Zun and Hong Yi were instantly attacked by more than a dozen men in black.

If it wasn't for Qiu Shan and Zhou Tong's protection, he would hardly last three breaths and die!
Because the ten people who attacked Hong Zun turned out to be all well-rounded!

Even if it is the muscles and bones that forcibly broke through the mutated gene, four can resist a hill, and three can suppress a Zhou Tong.

"Damn!"

"Shhhhhhh~!"

Zhou Tong's face was ferocious, and he was struggling to support the three mutants who were screaming at the same time!
"Japanese devil, die for me!"

"Bang bang bang~!"

Hong Yi's face was ferocious, and his body like a bow was not enough to look at at the beginning, but the Desert Eagle in his hand fired three shots in a row, and only then did he blow the head of a mutant!
"Hey~!"

But there were also members of the Small Sword Society whose heads were beheaded.

The smell of blood permeates all directions.

But there was no crying, no roaring.

Only brutal killing!

But the Little Knife Society was completely suppressed!

"puff!"

A knife pierced through the abdomen of a Hall Master of the Little Knife Society.

"Let's die together!"

"Chi la~!"

The head of the Small Knife Club was even more vicious, and he scratched the man in black's throat with his claws.

perish together!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The core members of the Small Knife Club are all masters, and they are even more determined.

But the men in black are also very strong, especially in terms of numbers, almost crushing the Small Knife Society.

"Puff puff~!"

Even Qiu Shan, Zhou Tong and others were injured!

In half an hour at most, the Small Knife Society will be wiped out in this northern suburb!

Because Situ Xuankong was restrained by a man in black from the very beginning.

He couldn't even help Hong Zun and the others!
"Great Holy Fist!"

"Whirlwind Knife!"

"Boom~!"

The battlefield between the two was even more intense, and the storm created by the strength of the blade swept through and killed a radius of [-] meters!

"Peng~!"

It exploded with anger.

Situ Xuankong's body shook and flew back.

"Shua~!"

The man in black holding the dagger also retreated again and again!

But Situ Xuankong's whole body was full of vigor, and there was still a red glow strangling him!

And the man in black split the ground with a knife, cutting out a knife channel and then relieved his strength.

Compared with Situ Xuankong, he is even slightly better!