Chapter 2500 Any Last Words?

"Kill!"

Following the orders of Guo Dongzheng and Qi Sanqiu, the diehards of both sides launched attacks, holding sharp knives and charging forward like a torrent.

The two sides soon came into contact, each swinging a sharp weapon and stabbing at the opponent.

The presence of the oil tanker made both sides dare not shoot randomly, so they directly engaged in a close combat.

"Ah——"

The shrill screams rang out, breaking the silence of the night.

The swords and axes were sharp, like crazy!

Although the elite of the Guo family was stronger than the diehards of the Qi family, they could not withstand the large number of the diehards of the Qi family.

In the first encounter, the Guo family lost more than ten people, and the blood spurted out, with a huge effect. More than twenty diehards of the Qi family also fell, groaning.

When two meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. In this open space, the brave still wins.

The extremely excited and ferocious faces and the weapons flashing with cold light and murderous aura constituted a blood-swelling fighting scene.

Qi Sanqiu also rushed to the battle himself. At the moment when Guo's elite surrounded him, he leaped up like a cheetah and chopped with the knife in his hand.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh--"

The knife light flashed like lightning in everyone's eyes.

"Ah--"

Before the four enemies could react, their ferocious faces froze, blood splashed, and a blood mark appeared on each of their necks.

The vitality of the four people was extinguished.

"Kill!"

When the four people were shaking and about to fall to the ground, Qi Sanqiu rushed up suddenly, and his shoulder hit the chest of two of them hard.

The two bodies sprayed scarlet blood and smashed into Guo Dongzheng's camp.

"Boom!"

The dense enemies were knocked down, and the enemies holding machetes behind them were stunned and slowed down a lot.

Qi Sanqiu took the opportunity to rush into the enemy group, waving a machete and killing, and knocked down the enemies who were half a beat slower.

Whether it was out of hatred for the Guo family kidnapping their little daughter or to show off in front of Ye Tianlong, Qi Sanqiu was destined to lead the charge tonight.

"Guo Dongzheng."

Qi Sanqiu stared at Guo Dongzheng not far away, and chopped the besieged enemy to the ground with his sword, and knocked the enemy down before he could draw his sword.

His body was covered in blood.

The Qi family's elite saw Qi Sanqiu so brave, and everyone rushed to kill the enemy without hesitation.

Everyone was thrown to the ground wherever he went, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Guo Dongzheng stepped back a few steps under the escort of his confidants, and his old face was very gloomy: "Kill, kill, kill Qi Sanqiu and the others for me."

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh--"

The screams instantly filled the sky above the Guo family, mixed with the cold night wind, and many Qi family members raised their left sleeve arrows and fired them coldly.

Many of the Guo family's elite soldiers with guns were unable to defend themselves, and more than 30 people were spared from blood and flesh, and the situation was horrible.

Seeing the Qi family members firing cold arrows, the Guo family's best players also flashed their flying knives or picked up crossbows, and poured into the Qi family camp without mercy.

The scene was chaotic and the fighting was fierce. In this encounter, more than a hundred people fell on both sides, and the ground was covered with blood.

Then, both sides waved their weapons and fought again, pouring out murderous intent. People were constantly shot and fell to the ground, and some were injured by knives and died on the spot.

Ten minutes later, the number of casualties on both sides approached 200.

Guo Dongzheng looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth could not stop twitching. Then he tilted his head slightly and gave an order: "Call for support, call for support."

One person nodded and turned to go inside.

"Guo Wu, destroy their momentum."

Guo Dongzheng, who was protected by a master, remained calm, glanced at Ye Tianlong not far away, and then tilted his head to a bald young man.

"Understood."

The bald young man grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty face, and then joined the battle with nine middle-aged men.

The bald young man and his men were very brave. They attacked the crowd as soon as they came into contact with them, and the axes in their hands clattered.

They were powerful and ruthless, and wherever they passed, it was difficult to resist.

Two of them were even more fierce. After the axe was broken, they picked up a corpse with their backhands and swung it as a weapon. They were very powerful and had great lethality.

More than 30 members of the Qi family were killed on the ground.

Then, the bald young man led his men to rush towards Ye Tianlong. On the way, more than ten elite Qi family members who blocked them were knocked to the ground one by one.

Their fighting power was not small.

Seeing this, Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes slightly, and then waved his fingers lightly: "Old Han."

"Swoosh!"

As the voice fell, Han Qinhu rushed out from behind Ye Tianlong and rushed directly into the camp of the bald young man and his men.

Han Qinhu dodged the axe chopped by the bald young man by turning his body to the side, twisted his backhand, and instantly took the axe.

Sweep.

"Puff--"

An axe hit the neck of the bald young man, blood spurted, warm, bright red, a big head flew up instantly, landed in the crowd, and then kicked away.

Then Han Qinhu turned his right hand, and the axe flew out diagonally.

In the distance, a middle-aged man who was about to chop down the elite of the Qi family shook his body, and blood splattered on his neck.

Han Qinhu's eyes were more ruthless, and his usual wretched smile was gone. Enemies with strong combat power would die in his hands...

The axe light became brighter and brighter, without any stagnation, and moved forward without hesitation.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

When Han Qinhu and Qi Sanqiu were charging with great momentum, Ye Tianlong was also moving forward under the protection of the children of the Dragon Tribe.

There were shouts of killing in front, and blood was everywhere.

Without masters like Huang Pu'ao, Guo Xiaohua and Guo Shuangqiang, the elite of the Guo family could not stop Han Qinhu and Qi Sanqiu from attacking.

In addition, the Qi family had more people and more power, so after half an hour of resistance, the Guo family's elite troops were defeated.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Guo Dongzheng saw that the guards had lost more than half of their support and were far away from the tanker, so he couldn't help but yell at his men to shoot.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Following Guo Dongzheng's order, more than 20 Guo's gunmen threw away their machetes, took out their guns and fired at the front, and the gunmen upstairs also fired bullets.

A burst of dense gunfire rang out, and the 60 Qi's elite who rushed to the stairs were unable to dodge and fell to the ground with a groan.

Although all 60 people were wearing armor, more than 20 people died.

"Shoot!"

Seeing Guo Dongzheng and his men shooting, Han Qinhu made a gesture, and the 100 tiger divisions behind him immediately squatted down and threw a short axe at the same time.

The short axe flew and more than 30 Guo's gunmen fell to the ground.

At the same time, the gunmen in the surrounding buildings were also killed by Huang Que and his men one after another.

After this round, more than 500 Guo's elites died, leaving only more than 50 people in the main building to resist.

Seeing this, Guo Dongzheng hurriedly led his men to retreat and wanted to leave through the back door, but found that the villa had already been surrounded.

He could only fight to the death and pray for support.

Ye Tianlong had no obstacles all the way and soon arrived at the door of the main building. Guo Dongzheng's figure became clearer and clearer.

The overall situation gradually settled down. The elite Qi family who had withdrawn from both sides gathered around Ye Tianlong and Qi Sanqiu.

Although the pace was slow, they advanced forward very steadily. More than a thousand people covered in blood gave off a crazy posture of black clouds pressing down on the city.

In front, Han Qinhu, Qi Sanqiu and others were blocking the entrance and exit of the main building, and they were attacking the last line of defense of the Guo family with great momentum.

Ye Tianlong walked slowly forward and closed the distance between himself and Guo Dongzheng.

Five minutes later, all the good players of the Guo family fell to the ground, bleeding and stabbed more than a dozen times.

They shot and killed many people, but in the end they were hacked to death.

Guo Dongzheng and a dozen of his confidants were left in the Guo family camp.

Guo Dongzheng's anger had been replaced by solemnity. He kept dialing the phone, but none of the calls could be connected.

At the end of his rope.

Ye Tianlong stepped into the hall, his figure gradually became clear, and the two looked at each other.

"Ye Tianlong!"

Guo Dongzheng held a gun in his hand, pointing it at the heavy tanker angrily: "Do you believe we can die together?"

Ye Tianlong said indifferently: "Are there any last words?"