C493 Ambush (1/2)

Meng Hai was an old man from the Dragon Clan, and on this trip, he even brought along Dragon Tooth's little knife. Meng Hai vowed to complete this mission, and if he completed it, it would be enough to make himself look good, and at that time, when the Young Master Hua returned, he could also pay tribute to himself.

The streets were deathly still. Only the crackling sounds of burning flames could be heard.

The doors of the six cargo trucks were all opened, and the brothers of the Dragon Gang stumbled out. The scene was a mess.

Inside the MPV, the Dragon Gang lackey who was driving was lying motionlessly on the steering wheel. His body was covered in broken glass and his face was covered with blood. It was unknown whether he was still breathing.

Meng Hai who was sitting in the front passenger seat had his eyebrows broken, fresh blood flowed down his face, he held onto his opened eyebrows and shook his head with all his might. The continuous collisions caused him to lose his consciousness, and he was unable to find his bearings.

The injuries sustained by the few people in the car were not serious. It was just that Zhou Fa who was sitting on the left side of the car was slightly injured and had already entered into a semi-conscious state. Xiao Dao and the others struggled to regain their senses because they knew that they had been ambushed by the enemy.

”Quick... ”Everyone, hurry up and get out of the carriage …” cried Knife, kicking hard at the door on the right.

”My friends, good evening!” A black figure appeared on the railing of the viaduct. The figure quietly stood on the railing. The night wind blew against his cloak, whistling through the air. He crossed his arms and looked coldly at the Dragon Gang troops that were in a mess under the bridge. A disdainful smile appeared on his face.

He was a scrawny man, with tall hair, a red cock's hair, and two gold earrings hanging from his left ear. They jingled when the wind blew. His eyes were narrow and long, releasing an evil light, and the strangest thing was that his two eyebrows were actually white, which meant that this man was Large Ring Gang's number two, Ah Ming.

Swish!

Ten sharp and long fingernails shot out from Ah Ming's sleeves. Under the light of the lamp, the ten fingernails suffused a jet black light.

Ming cultivated in demonic techniques, and these ten nails had become exceptionally sharp over the years. Ordinary swords were not even a match for these nails. It was precisely because of this evil martial art and this strange fingernail that the Jianghu gave Amin a horrifying nickname — Zombie.

That's right, if Ah Ming stretched out his arms, coupled with his terrifying fingernails, he really did look like a zombie from legends.

Whoosh! Ah Ming did not move, but the cape on his body suddenly flew away, following the wind, he flew away like a kite.