In an instant, more than a dozen men under Ninth Master rushed out, picked up sticks and started fighting the Black Dragon members. The thugs were easily swayed by their bloodlust, and the others, seeing their brothers roaring and charging forward, were also swept up in their own bloodlust and rushed out as well. Immediately, dozens of men rushed out!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
One stick after another was swung out!
The next moment, under everyone's gaze, it was discovered that the Black Dragon members did not choose to confront them head-on when they charged, but instead stopped and subconsciously retreated.
Upon seeing this, Ninth Master's men were taken aback.
Holy crap?
Is this what the Black Dragon's underlings are like? They were scared off by them? They all retreated? Thinking of this, his blood boiled even more, and he could almost see himself beating these Black Dragon members in front of him until they screamed and knelt in submission, thus making a name for himself and becoming the big boss.
"Charge!"
"Kill these bastards...kill them all..."
"Brothers! The chance to make a name for yourselves has arrived..."
They charged forward even more frantically, brandishing clubs and machetes in a relentless, frenzied manner, like madmen.
The Black Dragons retreated again and again!
This scene made Ninth Master feel unreal. Could it be that the rumors about Black Dragon were all false? Was it all just an act? Were Black Dragon and his gang only good at pretending, but in reality, they were incompetent when it came to fighting?
...
Wang the Cripple: "Something's not right! Something's definitely not right! Is this still the Black Dragon I know? Are there really that many legendary Black Dragons? Am I blind? Or is the Jianghu of the Northern Province so useless that even a Black Dragon like this can rise to power?"
Was he stunned?
Even his underlings were dumbfounded!
Ninth Master's underlings were collectively excited. They felt they were about to win, and they thought Black Dragon was nothing special. They felt they could gain a lot of fame and even rise to the top together today!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The remaining hundreds of brothers couldn't help but clench their sticks and howl:
"Black Dragon is nothing... Ninth Master is mighty..."
Even as his underlings called out to him, and the Black Dragons retreated, Ninth Master unconsciously straightened his back.
Was I just being too humble?
Am I really about to become awesome?
The news that Ninth Master had wiped out the Black Dragon Group spread throughout the land! Damn it! From now on, he can speak loudly and even increase his influence when he sees the leader of the Yaowu Group. However, if those in the underworld who have dealt with the Black Dragon Group see this, they will immediately know that something is wrong. The Black Dragon's retreat is often followed by an even more ferocious attack!
Feng Lin watched everything with an icy expression: Several henchmen stood in various directions, each with a large round button on their chest that looked like an unusual decoration, but was actually a high-definition camera.
Black Dragon's Principle: Never be the first to strike!
They only know how to "passively" defend themselves!
They all nodded to Feng Lin.
The next moment.
Then Feng Lin's icy voice resounded throughout the entire venue:
"Press it down!!!"
Whoosh...
The retreating Black Dragon personnel froze, their eyes brimming with barely concealed excitement.
No nonsense!
One by one, they took black sticks and started fighting (the black gauze frame was specially customized by Black Dragon, larger and incredibly strong and hard than normal; mainly because, theoretically, this thing is not a controlled knife or even a murder weapon: Black Dragon's umbrella is of extremely high quality... makes sense, right?)
In an instant!
The two sides collided directly!
Crackling and popping!
Clang! Bang! Bang! Smack! Smack!
To be honest, Ninth Master's men are quite capable, and with their numbers and influence, they are just as formidable as anyone else.
Normally speaking, they outnumbered Heilongjiang's men by almost double, and they would definitely win against Wang the Cripple and his ilk.
Unfortunately, they encountered a black dragon!
Black Dragon is at the height of its power! Overflowing with confidence! Everyone in Black Dragon is striving to climb to the top. Right now, Black Dragon's personnel are all battle-hardened and at their peak.
Even if the number of enemies is twice as many!
Even if Ninth Master's underlings are armed with machetes!
They can become stronger and more ferocious with each battle!
...
Snap!
A henchman under Ninth Master struck a member of the Black Dragon gang with a stick, which would normally cause the person to wince in pain. However, the Black Dragon member's face twitched slightly, and his hand did not stop moving at all, immediately retaliating with a stick.
Click...
Bang!
Ninth Master's younger brother immediately lay on the ground, clutching his arm and screaming in pain.
Similar scenarios abound!
The Black Dragon personnel have fully demonstrated their fearless, reckless fighting spirit!
Most importantly, the Black Dragons are not only fearless fighters, but their mothers are also very skilled fighters and have excellent teamwork.
The brothers formed a triangular charging formation, back to back, and continued to charge forward.
They were fighting like madmen!
Charge! Charge! Charge!
Although the Black Dragons were outnumbered, they kept charging forward. Few of the Black Dragons fell along the way. On the contrary, Bald Old Nine's men kept falling. Bald Old Nine's men had only charged forward with sheer courage, but now, seeing the ferocity of the Black Dragons and the constant fall of their own men, they were terrified.
In addition:
Are these people in front of me the infamous Black Dragon Group?
all of a sudden...
Many of Bald Old Nine's men were losing their fighting spirit and their combat power was greatly reduced, even subconsciously retreating. These men had been enjoying the fruits of victory and living a life of ease for many years while following Bald Old Nine, and they were capable of fighting! However, they were somewhat useless when they encountered a tough opponent like Black Dragon. As a result, Black Dragon's two hundred men were suppressing Bald Old Nine's more than four hundred men, and were even pushing them aside.
"Holy crap... Black Dragon and his gang are too ruthless... We can't stop them... We simply can't stop them..."
"They've all trained before, oh dear... my kidneys..."
"Back...backwards..."
...
this...
Wang the Cripple: (=ﾟДﾟ=)
"Holy crap...this young man...holy crap...this young man...holy crap..."
"Awesome...really awesome..."
He thought he was pretty fierce in fights with his men, but Black Dragon's reckless yet disciplined fighting style taught him a profound lesson. He realized that battles could be fought like this. At that moment, he felt that his punches over the years hadn't been fast or ruthless enough!
The only thing he didn't quite understand was: since Black Dragon and his gang fought so fiercely, why did they choose to retreat the moment they were faced with Baldy Nine's brothers charging at them?
That's unreasonable!
Is this a case of first suppressing then elevating? Is it a way to toy with Bald Old Nine?
Tsk tsk...
No matter what happens, it seems like Baldy Nine is going to be crippled today, and he'll be the one to rule this place!
.....
Compared to Wang the Cripple's shock and excitement, Bald Old Nine's face was filled with disbelief.
Four hundred against two hundred!
Advantageous position!
How did we get swept aside like that?!
Bald Old Nine: "Don't fucking back down... press him down... press... your mother... they're all stepping on my feet..."