Chapter 37 (1/2)

Song Ye slipped out of the mansion with a fuel bottle in his hand and turned to the front door to meet Xu Zihang. He saw them staring at the house in a daze.

“…… Did you do it? ” Xu Zihang turned his head and saw song Ye coming over. He swallowed his mouth and asked hard.

”Yes.” Song Ye nodded and handed the thing to Yunhua. ”Zhou Zheng is going to put out the fire. Part of the manpower is scattered. Now you can go in. By the way, take this. Zhou Zheng may have a gun in his hand. ”

As soon as Xu Zihang heard of the gun, he immediately had a black thing in his hand, which made his hand shake and almost fall off.

He hasn't fired yet.

Song ye did not expect him to be able to shoot, the leader walked in front, ”first familiar, later teach you.”

”Song Ye.” Yunhua followed her, and the whole person looked embarrassed. She didn't expect to make a decision that day. After calling, she met again to participate in the fight.

Song ye, who was in front of her, stopped her pace. She almost left Yunhua behind. She looked back at Yunhua, which had no attack power. She said lightly, ”you are responsible for the wind. Let me know if there is something.”

Yunhua tightly held the fuel bottle in his hand and nodded heavily, ”I will do it well.”

Xu Zihang's several people also saw Yun Hua for the first time. Although they were curious, song Ye didn't introduce him much. The war was about to start, and they didn't have the heart to exchange greetings.

With a bang, the gate was kicked, and song ye, the leader, rushed in with a knife. A dozen or so brothers who were with him were also undaunted. In the light of the fire, this scene was like a farce in a Hong Kong movie. This is the time when Hong Kong movies are popular, and every teenager's heart is burning with a heroic dream.

And the blood that song Ye cuts down with a knife, but opened a bloody world for the teenagers.

It's not that Xu Zihang has not cut people with a knife. Fighting is more common. But it's like this. It's the first time for Xu Zihang to fight regardless of human life.

At the beginning, he was afraid that he had no way to do it, but after cutting down the first person, he thought of song Ye Lin's saying, ”the enemy, either you die or I die.” After that, the blood color in the eyes was no longer afraid.

Other teenagers also gradually understand a truth in the fight, if there is fear in the heart, maybe the next time is a brother to block the knife for himself.

Fortunately, for the first time, with the escort of song ye, the God of death, more than a dozen people fought against dozens of people against each other, which was overwhelming.

When Zhou Zheng moved down the safe in the house, he found that he was caught in the scheme of luring the tiger away from the mountain and wanted to rush out to save the farm. Song Ye threw a fuel bottle out of nowhere and slammed into the gate. The flames of fire sprang up more than one meter in front of the door, blocking several ten people in the house.

”Come on, call the police, call the fire!” Zhou Zheng saw the smoke coming down the stairs. He could not get out of the door again. He was so anxious that he could not get out of the house. Now, he could not manage the disgrace of the upper part. It would be more than the gain to burn someone to death in the house.

Across a wall of fire, suddenly came a cold voice, ”I pulled out the phone line.”

What? Zhou Zheng was shocked. He raised his head and ran into a pair of deep eyes. In the blazing fire, his delicate and beautiful face became more and more unreal. ”Who are you?”

Song Ye didn't answer him. The greeting on this occasion was obviously redundant. She stood in front of the door with no expression on her face. ”You have only two choices. One is to beg for mercy, or to die.”