Chapter 2576: Get Out (Fourth Update)

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"Wow--"

A dozen swordsmen in the hall immediately drew their swords upon hearing this, and the five or six injured skeletons also started to attack, and Zhao Dongfeng was immediately surrounded.

Chen Yaoyang roared: "Cut!"

A dozen swordsmen were the first to rush forward, their swords flashing with fierce murderous intent.

Seeing Chen Yaoyang attacking him, Zhao Dongfeng's face darkened. He had no time to ask clearly, so he could only turn to one side to avoid the two incoming knives.

Then, he jumped up and hit the two of them hard with his shoulder.

"ah--"

When the two Chen swordsmen fell out, he grabbed two machetes, turned the blade, and the back of the blade came out repeatedly, hitting the three of them on the chin.

The three swordsmen fell away with a groan, blood flowing from the corners of their mouths and chests.

Then, Zhao Dongfeng shouted, turned his hands, and slashed out with both swords. With a "dang, dang, dang," sound, the four men's sabers were cut to the ground.

Blood also flows from their tiger's mouths.

Seeing how arrogant Zhao Dongfeng was, the remaining swordsmen did not attack again, but took two steps back to protect Chen Yaoyang.

"Chirp——"

At the same time, someone whistled.

Soon, more than 20 swordsmen poured in at the door, and Zhao Dongfeng was surrounded again with swords and guns.

Zhao Dongfeng tensed up and shouted to Chen Yaoyang: "Chen Yaoyang, are you crazy? What are you going to do?"

"I'm here to help you!"

"Your brother had his hands and feet cut off by Ye Tianlong, and my daughter and the others were also crippled by him. We are in the same group, and our target is Ye Tianlong."

He spoke out word by word: "You have people besieging me. Are you out of your mind?"

While speaking, he pressed the phone in his pocket. Although he was powerful enough, he still needed to prepare backup plans in the face of changes.

"Fuck you, uncle, who is with you?"

Chen Yaoyang took out a saber from under the sofa: "Although I am unhappy with Ye Tianlong and want to cut him into pieces, that is our business."

"It's not the turn of a beast like you to take advantage of the Shen Dao Clan, the Shark Gang, or the Dragon Clan."

He had several injured people carried away. Although this villa was just a resting place and rarely visited, there were still more than thirty guards.

Coupled with the more than thirty people who follow him all year round, his combat power cannot be underestimated.

Zhao Dongfeng's eyes turned cold: "What on earth are you talking about?"

"You think I haven't seen your interview?"

Chen Yaoyang licked his lips: "Using the feelings of compatriots to arouse the compassion of Chinese soldiers, and then shooting and exchanging heads for rewards is inhumane."

"I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen a shameless person like you."

"And he also talks about his despicable and shameless business in a high-spirited and complacent way."

"As you said, you cheated and killed. You didn't cover it up, but you were so proud of it. You spread it everywhere, and you mistook despicability for pride. It's really disgusting."

He spat: "I'm not a good person, but I don't despise a beast like you. You still want me to cooperate with you, and you think I'm crazy?"

Zhao Dongfeng's expression was cold: "Chen Yaoyang, without me, you would die miserably."

Chen Yaoyang sneered: "I will fight against Ye Tianlong with all my strength. If I fail, I will lose my life at worst, but I will be a good man again after eighteen years."

"I'm sorry to join forces with you to become Ye Tianlong. I can't afford to lose face like this. Even if I have a 50% chance of winning, I won't be interested."

"If I really join forces with you, even if I kill Ye Tianlong and become the underground king of Aocheng, I won't have any sense of accomplishment."

Chen Yaoyang screamed: "Not only will my brothers stab me in the spine, but my descendants will also call me a bastard."

Zhao Dongfeng's face darkened: "Chen Yaoyang, are you an idiot?"

"You are a member of the underworld, how can you talk about the etiquette of family and country?"

Zhao Dongfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Don't you think what you just said is ridiculous?"

Chen Yaoyang pointed his sword: "Absurd or not, I know it."

"I would rather be a villain than a lackey."

"People can be despicable and shameless, but they cannot forget their ancestors. I will burn incense during the Qingming Festival."

There is a sound when it hits the ground.

"Chen Yaoyang, you are not only naive, but you also live a miserable life."

Zhao Dongfeng laughed wildly, with endless contempt in his eyes: "The lackey traitor... I have been brainwashed too much to wash out idiots like you."

"I am an upright American..."

"My cousin—"

Chen Yaoyang pressed his hands fiercely and shouted: "Cut it off!"

As this order was issued, more than 20 people raised their swords and guns towards Zhao Dongfeng, and attacked Zhao Dongfeng again with murderous intent.

The killing was thunderous.

The machete swept towards Zhao Dongfeng like a white dragon. Although there were only about twenty of them, they were like a whole body at this time, and their movements were uniform.

The momentum aroused was so powerful that it was like thousands of troops charging towards Zhao Dongfeng.

"A bunch of little ones!"

Zhao Dongfeng waved his swords and collided directly with the crowd.

Both sides made earth-shattering roars, roars, shouts of death, and screams of agony, all of which were shocking.

The sword light was like lightning, blood spattered, people looked up, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Zhao Dongfeng was covered in blood, both from his opponents and from his own. He slowly retreated towards the door, his sword like a cold flash of lightning, invincible to anyone who stood in his way.

At this time, more than a dozen people had fallen under Zhao Dongfeng's sword. He was like a god of death, with ruthless swords but no emotion on his face.

"Tune people, tune people."

Chen Yaoyang shouted to the five or six people who were protecting him: "We must kill this old man."

While the backbone was calling for help with the phone, the garden guards also rushed over, forming a line of defenses to stop Zhao Dongfeng.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just when Chen's swordsmen surrounded Zhao Dongfeng again, five more black cars drove up to the door. The doors opened and a dozen uniformed men and women got out.

Each of them had a shot in hand and looked indifferent.

The leader was a woman with an oval face, Zhao Dongfeng’s daughter, Zhao Chenchen. When she saw her father being surrounded, she immediately pulled out a gun and fired a warning:

"Stop! Stop!"

As the gunshots rang out, the scene gradually calmed down. Then, more than a dozen commercial vehicles arrived, and more than fifty Chen family elites poured out.

But three police cars also arrived.

"Everyone get out of the way!"

Zhao Chenchen and a group of his men quickly broke through the circle of Chen's swordsmen and rushed to Zhao Dongfeng's side to greet him: "Dad, are you okay?"

When Chen Yaoyang saw the national police and the Macao police arriving, he frowned slightly and made a gesture to tell his subordinates to step back.

"I'm fine."

Zhao Dongfeng threw the two knives on the ground, and then gave Chen Yaoyang a cold look: "Palace Master Chen, if you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a drink."

"You will regret your actions today."

He put his hands behind his back: "The shame I suffered will be returned to you tenfold."

Chen Yaoyang made a sound of "poof" and spat at Zhao Dongfeng's feet:

"roll!"