Huangpu warehouse, backed by the dock, Han Qinhu looks at the constant influx of the enemy, revealing two big golden teeth and spitting out a puff of smoke:

    "the ship capsized in the sewer."

    Today, when he comes back to the landlord to refund the deposit and talk to his old brother, Han Qinhu always wants to strengthen the team of Tianlong Gang, even if ye Tianlong doesn''t recognize him.

    He gathered a dozen people to drink and chat.

    The stingy landlord gave back 3000 yuan without saying a word and sent a Chinese army to each of the ten people in the gathering room.

    The old man in his sixties seldom has a warm smile. He lights a cigarette for more than ten people and talks about gathering and scattering.

    After renting for many years, we are familiar with each other, so zhaofenger and others are not on guard at all. They are laughing and smoking cigarettes, but they are not aware of it. Han Qinhu, the last one to light a cigarette, sniffs something wrong. There is a smell of potion in Zhonghua cigarette, so he immediately throws away the cigarette and grabs the old landlord to drink.

    Before Han captured the tiger and asked questions, many strong men came downstairs. They were either iron bars or machetes, and they were wearing masks.

    There are no two hundred people mentioned by zhaofenger, but there are few of them.

    Han Qihu knew that he had fallen into a trap, and immediately judged that he was probably Jiang Zihao''s man. After all, it was this group of people that they had offended.

    More than a dozen people made a quick decision. Instead of running downstairs, they relied on the advantage of being familiar with the terrain and rushed to the top of the building with benches and kitchen knives.

    Han Qinhu also directly lit a gas barrel and smashed it into the crowd to win some time for his party.

    They jumped from the rooftop to another building, and then from another building to the third building. After jumping five buildings in a row, they came down the other stairs. In the past, they could run away smoothly, but they smoked the landlord''s medicine. Although they only took a few mouthfuls, they couldn''t carry on.

    They were soon caught up, fought and retreated to the Huangpu warehouse. The warehouse had two doors. The front door was under the enemy''s control, and the back door was chained and rusty.

    They have to fight.

    The first floor has been unable to hold, Han Qinhu let the remaining six people retreat to the second floor terrace, and then guard the only stairs.

    Han zhuohu''s hands were stained with blood, but he could not remember it. He only knew that he had come all the way, and at least 20 people fell into his hands.

    At this time, more than 100 men with knives and sticks rushed into the warehouse, and they were well-trained to spread out on both sides, surrounded by the terrace less than 30 square meters on the second floor.

    Of these people, 90.5% are dressed in black and 50% in red. The former are crows and the latter are Wangs.

    Then, they set their eyes on Han qiehu, who guarded the only staircase. He was covered with blood, but he could not be shaken like a nail.

    A smoke, a person, a knife, fierce unstoppable.

    "Hiss!"

    Han Qinhu spits out his cigarette end, touches out another cigarette, and lights it with a lighter. In the smoke, he looks harmless to people and animals.

    Among the more than 100 strong men, there was a bald man, who was sitting on a chair, holding a bucket of ice cream and eating carelessly.

    He had a big mouth. He put a spoonful of ice cream in and swallowed it immediately.

    "There are only seven of you left. Is it necessary for you to resist?"

    After eating more than half of the ice cream, the bald man looked at the recalcitrant Han captured them, disdaining to hum: "surrender, you can leave a whole body."

    Han Qinhu did not respond, just spit out a smoke ring, is disdainful.

    Bald man no nonsense, dig up a piece of ice cream: "send him on the road."

    "Kill

    After hearing this command, the man in his thirties grabbed the knife stick and rushed to catch the tiger like a group of hyenas.

    In the smoke, Han Qihu, who was not astonishing in appearance, was swept away by a long iron leg.

    The five thugs waving iron bars bear the brunt of the attack. Their lower body slides forward, but their upper body bounces back miserably as if they hit the invisible wall.

    The iron bar flew, five people hit the ground on the back and fainted immediately.

    Han catches the tiger while he wins the chase. He slams his body out again and hits one person''s chest. His opponent''s sternum collapses, spurts blood and flies out.

    "Hoo

    Han Qinhu spits out a mouthful of smoke to relieve the pain and emotion.

    They are crazy to guard the railings and don''t let their opponents climb up the second floor. Once they are broken through by their opponents, they have no room to deal with each other any more. Six of them are dressed in rags and covered with blood. At this moment, someone climbs the railings to the side and pours at Han.

    When zhaofenger saw that someone was attacking han to capture the tiger, he rushed to him with a roar:

    "brother tiger, be careful."

    He smashed open a sneak attack of the enemy, but there was also a bloodstain on his body. A blood hole on his back extended from his shoulder blades to his back waist, which was shocking.

    With his bare hands, Han captured the tiger madly, chopped four people, rescued zhaofenger from the situation of life and death, and then threw it back to the second floor, yelling:

    "stay up, I die, you die again."

    Zhaofeng bared his teeth and whispered that he was useless. He also called out to Han, "brother tiger, insist, big brother will be here soon.""Son of a bitch."

    Han Qihu scolded: "if you call him here at this time, won''t you let him die?"

    He has confirmed the identity of the enemy in front of him. The crow''s people and the Wang''s people are all desperators. They are all the masters who will die.

    Ye Tianlong came to face the more than 100 murderers. He was afraid that he could not do anything.

    Zhaofeng ear said: "brother tiger, I''m sorry, but we only have this card."

    When the police don''t come, more than a dozen old brothers are chopped down. Besides Ye Tianlong, he doesn''t know who to look for, and he can''t watch Han Qinhu and others die.

    For ye Tianlong, he has the confidence that he can''t even convince himself. He always feels that there is nothing that the boy can''t solve.

    Han Qinhu was silent, and there was a touch of comfort.

    It''s not a shame to find a friend when you are in trouble. The real shame is that when you are in trouble, there is no friend to find.

    "Ah -"

    just at this time, an old brother who was leaning against the railing to kill was pulled down by an enemy with a rope around his neck.

    Zhaofenger wants to save people. Han grabs the tiger and drags him back. If he rushes in, he will fall into a sea of people. No one can live.

    They can only watch their companions, who have been hacked over by dozens of people, and their bodies are bloody.

    Han Qihu is very regretful. Why did he gather his old brothers to chat today and let them suffer from reckless disasters? But now, he can only protect himself.

    "Dongzi, you wait. I will take revenge for you!"

    Han zhuohu roared ferociously, his rough face twisted painfully, and then rushed out a few meters, blazing and screaming.

    "Ah -"

    the weak defense line built by the enemy collapsed with the scream. Han captured the tiger with the strength of anger, just like a tiger into a flock of sheep. His wrist turned flexibly, and the two machetes turned into a dense light curtain. At a distance of more than ten meters, blood shot rapidly, and people fell down constantly, and then came back calmly.

    A big man with a piece of knife roared and blocked the way, thinking that he could block Han''s blade.

    Han Qinhu grins and turns his wrist fiercely. He cuts the other side with a backhand. Half of the body of the knife falls into the neck of the man, and then draws the knife.

    "Bang!"

    One hundred and eighty kilos of strong body turned around in place, like a snake skin bag collapsed to the ground, the blood gushing from the neck dyed the ground red.

    "I''m Han Qihu."

    Like the God of war, Han seized the stairs with double knives: "Whoever blocks, who dies."

    More than 50 fierce men turned a deaf ear and swarmed down. On the Mingjiang underworld, Han''s catching tiger was a ball.

    "Han Qinhu, you are a man. In this way, you cut down your six subordinates and surrender."

    After eating half a bucket of ice cream, the bald man looked at Han catching tiger at the end of the storm, and several people smirked: "bring that boy out again, I''ll save your life."

    "Let''s fight each other? Are you out of your mind? Even if I die, I won''t touch my brother. "

    Han zhuohu puffed out a mouthful of smoke and sniffed: "if it wasn''t for the medicine, killing all of you would be like playing."

    "If you don''t bring him out, he will be dug out sooner or later."

    The bald man''s smile is gloomy: "if you offend Jiang Shao, there is only one end, that is death."

    "Although Mingjiang is big, there will be no shelter for him."

    Han Qihu raised his blood stained machete, and his two big gold teeth glittered: "kill me."

    "By the way, Miss Zhu asked me to say hello to you."

    The bald man sneered: "she said, you burned her fingers, so she hopes, I can take you ten fingers back."

    Han zhuohu was noncommittal: "less nonsense, monk Hua, do you have the courage to fight with me?"

    Monk Hua, a leader of crow''s hall, is also a chess piece put by Jiang family in Mingjiang underworld. He is insidious and cruel.

    "You know me? It seems that you are also from the Jianghu. Otherwise, how can you know my name? "

    Flower monk looked at the crumbling opponent, unspeakable contempt and disdain: "just fight with me, you have no qualification."

    Han Qinhu took two puffs of cigarettes: "if you don''t come here, I''ll go."