C300 (2/2)

After all, this place wasn't Japan. After hearing Long Kui's words, he suppressed the anger in his heart and settled down.

”Bam!”

A bullet almost brushed past his head. If Long Kui hadn't pushed it away, it was likely that he would have already been killed. As such, there was no longer any Japanese warrior spirit in him. He was already scared out of his wits.

Long Kui, as one of the four Great Monarchs of the Qing Gang, naturally had extraordinary skills. Although he hadn't been able to clear the two meridians, his outstanding skills were enough to be ranked among the top of the experts. Of course, the so-called experts here referred to the experts of the secular world.

Long Kui saw that the number of people around him was becoming fewer and fewer. Although he was secretly anxious, there was nothing he could do. He knew that even if the people from Qing Gang came to help, they would not be able to reach that time.

The Japanese Yamaguchi team members had been completely suppressed by the Hong Gang gunmen. The moment someone showed up, they would immediately be shot and turned into a hornet's nest. In addition, the Hong Gang searched every inch of the area, not even thinking of letting off a single person.

”Long Kui, why don't you surrender?”

”Who are you?” Long Kui hid behind the car and asked the person who spoke.

”Hua Qianlou!”

When Long Kui heard the three words ”Hua Qianlou”, his expression changed drastically. Even the three of them were not Hua Qianlou's match, let alone him.

Long Kui gritted his teeth and cursed, ”Hmph! I didn't expect you to be so despicable! They actually planned to ambush us! ”

”Despicable? ”Long Kui, are you stupid or did you get kicked by a donkey? As the saying goes, 'We don't kill you'. If you want to say 'despicable people', then it should be your Qing Gang, right?” ”He actually colluded with the Japanese.”

”We …”

Long Kui was truly at a loss for words. The hatred that the Chinese had towards the Japanese during the second world war was not something that could be easily wiped away with just a few words. It was a shameful memory. Long Kui despised the Japanese in his heart, but he was still helpless in this world. In order to achieve his goal, Jiang Guoping had gone all out. This time, because of Jiang Guoping's fierce ambition to eradicate the Hong gang, he had obtained the support of the Qing gang leaders. As for whether or not the team was Japanese, it was not that important, not to mention that the team had already promised to do private business in Asia. The most important part was managed by the Qing gang, and no one was willing to take advantage of Jiang Guoping's bad luck.

The butcher held in his hand a newly forged ghost head blade. This blade was the one Hua Qianlou had just found for him. Even though it wasn't a rare sharp blade, it was still a rare good blade. Ever since he was brought out of the death prison, he had personally witnessed all sorts of miracles happening to this young man. Now that the butcher was willing to submit to Hua Qianlou, in his own words, even if he was a dog, he would make the world fear him.

”Young Master Hua, let me take care of this person, right?” The butcher volunteered.

”Butcher, take that Japanese man's head off while you're at it!”

”Yes!” ”Flower Young Master!”

Without waiting for the butcher to take a step, Hua QianXun turned to Pang Bo and said, ”Pang Bo, get rid of the others!”

As soon as Hua Qianlou finished his sentence, muffled sounds of voices rang out from beside Long Kui and Yutian. Both of their faces changed drastically as they saw the remaining gunners were all shot dead.

Hua QianXun held onto the Desert Eagle in his hand as he said to Pang Bo with a smile, ”Pang Bo, looks like you've grown quite a bit.”

”Young Master Hua, I didn't expect your spear arts to be so powerful!”

This was the first time the bandit gang of the Hong gang had seen Hua QianXun shoot. They had long since heard of Pang Bo's marksmanship, but they never thought that Hua QianXun's marksmanship was actually above Pang Bo's.

Long Kui was about to explode with anger when he saw Hua Qianlou and the rest chatting merrily. He had never been ridiculed like this before and was now nothing more than a piece of fish on a sticky plate, ready to be slaughtered at any moment.

”Eight!” ”All of you Chinese are going to die!” Ye Tianhao angrily pulled out the saber from his waist. Under the weak moonlight, the tip of the saber emitted a terrifying cold light.

The butcher sneered and slowly took out the ghost blade in his hand. In that instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the ghost head blade. The tip of the blade was slightly wide, and the blade emitted a cold aura that made people feel an invisible pressure. Actually, this was the killing intent of the butcher. He was already able to hide his killing intent on the weapon, which meant that the butcher's understanding of martial arts had entered a new level.