The cold crowd stared at the young man who walked out of the crowd with strange eyes. He was clearly dying. Facing the threat of guns, he was in danger of being killed by a sharp knife at any time.

His face seemed so calm, and there was no panic in his expression, as if he was going to a banquet.

Relying on his warm shoulders, Song Qian seemed to have recovered from the heavy blow. He looked at Song Beichuan's face, and his gem-like eyes seemed to burst out, illuminating his dark heart.

When Wang Kui immediately saw him coming out, he actually said such things. He laughed without being angry and said, "Boy, it is not an interesting thing for a hero to save the beauty. Sometimes it will cause you to die miserably."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers standing behind Wang Kui outside the door raised their guns in their hands.

"The King of Hell dare not take my life to Song Beichuan! Do you dare?!" Song Beichuan's eyes widened and shouted loudly.

But now in Wang Kui's eyes, he was like a clown, jumping around and talking shamelessly

He shook his head on the horse's back, pulled out the sword from his waist, and said to him: "I have lost my patience. I want to see what kind of ability you have. Even the King of Hell dare not take your life!"

Just as he was about to rush towards Song Beichuan, something suddenly happened.

A sharp whistle cut through the sky.

I saw a beige bus coming from the distance, rushing from the side, at a very fast speed, stopping horizontally at the door, just blocking Wang Kui and his soldiers.

Seeing this, Wang Kui shouted at Captain Sun: "Do you dare to design harm me?"

Captain Sun was so scared that he waved his hand and said, "I don't know!"

"I made it!" Song Beichuan said.

"Then I'll take your life first!"

At this time, a figure rushed out of the bus that rushed out, running wildly, like an angry bull, waving his huge fist, and the light golden finger tiger left the color of destruction.

He punched Wang Kui in the abdomen of the BMW, and saw the horse hit the punch, and raised his front legs straight up to run, but he tilted his neck and fell horizontally.

Wang Kui reacted quickly and hurriedly jumped off the horse's back. He looked back at the horse's mouth, his mouth was covered in blood, and his eyes seemed to be almost gone.

Looking back at the man who killed the horse with one punch, his tight muscles stretched his T-shirt high, with a circle of beards and a fierce light burst out from his small eyes.

This person is not someone else, but Li Xiaodong. When Li Xiaodong ran to Song Beichuan in a few steps and said, "Governor, I'm late!"

"Now is not the time to speak, you can kill that person first!"

Li Xiaodong nodded and walked towards Wang Kui step by step.

He held the big sword in his hand and calmly calmed down. When he saw Li Xiaodong walking to his attack range, he shouted, raised the big sword and chopped it down on his head.

However, Li Xiaodong's reaction was extremely fast, and he turned his body slightly and was impartial. He just avoided the sword. After dodging, he suddenly accelerated his speed, swung his fist, and hit Wang Kui's face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Kui hurriedly took back the sword and protected him in front of him.

He only heard the tiger and the sword fighting each other, making a harsh noise, but Li Xiaodong's huge fist force instantly shocked Wang Kui's tiger mouth.

Everyone was stunned. The man who suddenly came was so powerful. Wang Kui got up early in Shengtian City. He held the big sword and fought against ten. How could he suffer a loss when he met this man?

Everyone was shocked and suspicious, and saw that Li Xiaodong's feet were very flexible, not as flexible as his size should be. He swung his fist and opened his bow left and right, and made Wang Kui retreat repeatedly, and could only block the sword left and then block it.

Although he didn't understand it very much, he could also see that Li Xiaodong made the same style of playing in boxing. In Wang Kui's impression, boxing means that the upper limbs are extremely strong, and the lower plate must be unstable.

He calmed down and used a move to sweep his legs and kicked him in both legs.

He hit him with a move, but Li Xiaodong remained motionless and looked at Wang Kui condescendingly.

Ordinary people think that boxing should be unstable, but in fact, every punch of a boxer cannot do without his legs. I don’t know how much you need to do every day, so how could he be easily knocked down as he wished.

In fact, it is not difficult for Li Xiaodong to avoid this leg. It is just that too many people say that boxers have poor leg skills, and they can win steadily as long as they attack the lower plate. Li Xiaodong is not convinced of such rumors, so he chose to take this trick.

The effect was better than he had imagined. When Wang Kui saw that he could not hurt him, he completely lost his fighting spirit and wanted to escape.

At this moment, gunshots suddenly sounded outside, but they were not made at the gate, but from a further place, gunshots sounded from all directions, screams one after another, and soldiers fell down one after another.

When Li Xiaodong heard the gunshot, he smiled and said, "This old Hu is really slow!"

Seeing that Li Xiaodong was distracted, Wang Kui ran away and didn't even want the sword. He threw it on the ground and ran over the wall. He disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Li Xiaodong was too lazy to chase after him and cursed: "You can ride a horse with just this speed?"

Wang Kui ran outside the wall, immediately drove into a car, led the remaining surviving horses, and hurriedly retreated. The soldiers were beaten to death by the sudden firepower and were dizzy. Some of them were unlucky, but unfortunately they were hit by bullets and lost their lives.

After they retreated cleanly, Hu Yong drove away the bus blocked at the door from outside and made a way out. The hungry wolf regiment and the soldiers of the Hidden Army walked in in a mighty manner.

Seeing this, Captain Sun hurried forward and saw that Hu Yong seemed to be in charge of the business, and said, "I wonder which team you are from?"

"Hongyun Party!" Hu Yong blurted out.

"Hongyun Party?" Old Man Sun carefully searched for the name in his mind, and obviously he did not find the corresponding team.

Hu Yong was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he walked directly to Song Beichuan, saluted him with a military salute, and said, "Governor, it is our dereliction of duty that has caused you to such a situation. Please forgive me!"

Song Beichuan patted his shoulder and said, "Don't mention the past, and we can't blame you all. After all, the situation was critical at that time, and it was normal for someone to take advantage of the situation."

However, at this time, everyone in the Zhuqing Gang was stunned. They never expected that this young man in his early twenties would lead so many people, and easily defeat Deng Xiong's second son Wang Kui.

Seeing that it was safe at this time, Liu Boyang moved his steps to lean against Song Beichuan, pretending to enjoy everyone's admiring gaze.

Song Beichuan gave him a blank look, helped Song Qian walk to Old Man Sun, and said, "You have no way out now, why not join our Hongyun Party."

He couldn't see through the young man in front of him, and felt that he had lived in vain for such an old age. He didn't expect that he would be so hidden. Now he has completely formed a bond with the Destruction Corps, and the future peace days are getting farther and farther away from him. Thinking of this, he sighed without realizing it.

Seeing this, Song Beichuan said, "You don't need to be psychologically stressed. The lives of the people here are still the same, but I will send someone to take charge of the work here. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can complain to me."

Seeing that he said this, Old Man Sun was not easy to refuse and said to everyone: "Then we will follow you from now on!"

Song Beichuan supported Song Qian, turned his head and said to everyone, "You are not for me, but for all of us! For our homeland, if someone comes to collect thirty grain today, they may collect 60 tomorrow.

I will rob your wife today and I will rob your daughter tomorrow!

Have you ever thought about such a life without dignity? Just be a salted fish on a chopping board? At the slaughter of others?"

There are also passionate men here, who raised their guns and shouted to the sky: "I don't want it! I don't want it! I don't want it!"

"Then you believe me! Follow my steps and overthrow the brutal rule of the Destruction Corps! From today on, you will all be a member of the Hongyun Party! Fight for our home!"

The cry below was like a thunderous thunder, like a huge wave surging in the ocean, deafening.

"Hongyun Party!Hongyun Party!Hongyun Party!"

Song Qian leaned against him and relived the long-lost sense of security. Looking at the people shouting in unison below, she really felt the illusion that she was below one person and above ten thousand people.

Naturally, his hand hanging beside him, he hugged him unconsciously, on Song Beichuan's waist.

Feeling her actions, Song Beichuan was suddenly stunned, his heart was like a kitten tickling. While he wanted it, he couldn't bear it.

After all, he already had two women, and he was really afraid that there would be a third one. Just thinking about it makes him feel frightened.

So, he called Liu Boyang to come and said, "Old Liu, send Miss Song to the room and let her have a good rest."

Seeing that he was confused about the charm, Song Qian's eyes were full of regret, but Liu Boyang was really very happy. After all, he had never had the opportunity to get along alone with this great beauty before.

He hurried forward and asked, "Where is your room? I'll send you back to rest!"

Song Qian gave him a blank look and said, "Let's go."

Her boyfriend walked up at this time and said, "I'll send you back!"

But who would have thought that Song Qian would put her arm on Liu Boyang's shoulder at this time and said, "Someone gave me it, you don't need you."

"Don't be angry, I'm doing that for everyone's safety!"

Song Qian was too lazy to argue with him and said to Liu Boyang: "Let's go."

Smelling the faint fragrance on her body, it seemed like more than a dozen flowers blooming in her heart, and a bright smile appeared on her face, happily supporting Song Qian back to the house.

Seeing that the two of them behaved intimately, Song Beichuan was doing a good thing, creating an opportunity for his old classmates. He turned around and said to Old Man Sun, "Do you have any extra rooms here? My soldiers want to station here."

Old man Sun looked at their number and said, "There are empty rooms, but it may not be possible to live in so many people."

"It's okay, my soldiers have no high demands on material things. They are real soldiers."

After arranging a residence, the dead bodies at the door, or the messes that turned into zombies after they die.

The night gradually dimmed, and a convoy was driving on the road. Wang Kui was sitting in the front. He stared at the front angrily, just trying to kill Song Beichuan with his own hands.

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