I have countless magic soldiers

Chapter 59

Zhou Xianbai also showed all his strength.

The Senrong battle ax in his hand slashed at the surrounding gangsters frantically.

Zhou Xianbai rushed forward on his own initiative, and jumped on the gangsters who were very close to him.

Those gangsters also stepped forward fiercely to fight Zhou Xianbai.

Under the effect of the money offensive, these gangsters frantically attacked Zhou Xianbai like a lunatic who had been injected with chicken blood.

Although the high rewards of the magic weapon stimulated these gangsters, the huge power difference between the two parties still cannot be bridged by greed and money.

And now Zhou Xianbai couldn't care less about hiding his own strength!

Unreservedly displayed his powerful strength of 290 five kilograms!
Almost none of the gangsters who fought head-to-head with Zhou Xianbai was able to confront Zhou Xianbai for a round.

Zhou Xianbai held the Sen Rong battle ax firmly with both hands, pinpointed a target in front of him, and without the slightest hesitation, struck down with precision and swiftness.

Even the man and the steel pipe were split in two, and the blood flowed wildly for a while.

The gangster in front of Zhou Xianbai had a two-inch-deep wound running from his forehead to his lower abdomen.

Almost the whole person was cut open from the middle, and for a while blood and water mixed with various internal organs flowed out from the wound more than ten centimeters wide.

Eloquently sprinkled on the clean asphalt road.

Even in summer, the internal organs that had just slipped out of the body were still exuding bursts of heat.

Such a bloody scene immediately frightened the surrounding gangsters.

The boss of the Mediterranean Sea is not one of the best forces in this area. Although there are many masters in the Mediterranean Sea who have had their lives on their hands, there are still some young people who are not good at learning. The idea is to join the green gang in the Mediterranean.

I haven't even seen a dead person on weekdays. Where have I seen this corpse that was thrown into two pieces.

Not only that, Zhou Xianbai also chopped off a lot of the arms and legs of some gangsters. Compared with the watermelon knives and steel pipes of the gangsters, the Mori Rong ax in Zhou Xianbai's hand has more powerful cutting power, but anyone who is caught by Zhou Xianbai close People who can't block it at all.

The strength of these gangsters is generally around 120 kg to 230 kg, and the strength of [-] kg accounts for less than a quarter. For street hooligans, their strength is already considered weak.

Since most of them are the dregs of society who have not been admitted to the Martial Arts University, their strength must not have reached [-] kilograms when they were around eighteen or nineteen years old.

Even though it has been five or six years now, most of their strength is still around [-] kg to [-] kg.

Now that they are already leaning on the big tree, they usually eat, drink, prostitute, gamble and smoke, and they don't fall behind in everything.

Who would devote time and energy to practicing martial arts?

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is their routine. If they win, they bully;

Practice?There is no such thing as cultivation, only seizing the time to eat, drink and have fun.

The severed arms and legs were cut neatly. Basically, Zhou Xianbai raised his ax and cut off the fresh arm and the weapon in his hand.

In the past few rounds, Zhou Xianbai had hacked three gangsters alive, and injured more than a dozen of them.

If it wasn't for the people around him swarming up and Zhou Xianbai making some forced defensive moves in order to defend himself, there would probably be more deaths.

In order to protect Meng Qianxun not far behind him, Zhou Xianbai never left Meng Qianxun more than three meters away. Although many gangsters had been injured by Zhou Xianbai's ax and could be killed with just one more step of pursuit, Zhou Xianbai persisted. He retreated violently.

Compared with killing the gangsters, what was obviously more important to Zhou Xianbai was protecting Meng Qianxun's safety.

Compared with Meng Qianxun's safety, everything else is secondary.

Even in this case, the ground three to four meters around Zhou Xianbai was already splattered with bright red human blood.

Drops of blood dripped from the Senrong ax blade in Zhou Xianbai's hand.

A little bit of blood was splashed on the hot asphalt road that was baked by the sun.

On the ground less than half a meter in front of Zhou Xianbai's feet lay a forearm that had just been cut off.

The nerves in the forearm of this hand may still be stimulated, and a few fingers are still twitching non-stop. A gangster in white is holding his bare right arm, screaming frantically, rolling all over the floor in pain.

The gangsters around him didn't even dare to go up to help him.

Zhou Xianbai was like a patron saint protecting the safety behind Meng Qianxun.

But compared to Zhou Xianbai's horror and bloodshed, Meng Qianxun was much more embarrassed.

Meng Qian Xun's snow-white loli skirt was covered in specks of blood, and Meng Qian Xun's right waist and left shoulder were scratched by the gangster with the heel of a watermelon knife, and her white skin flowed down. Some bright red blood stains look very dazzling, and just looking at them will make you feel a little distressed.

Although Meng Qianxun used a steel pipe to help a dozen gangsters who were about to rush up to open the ladle, and rolled all over the ground with blood on their faces, only three or four were knocked unconscious by Meng Qianxun.

But most of the gangsters in the melee must have picked up the soft persimmons first, not to mention that the opponent was a delicate little beauty, who saw the beauty injured and bleeding.

These gangsters who often harm women are all excited.

Especially because of the chaotic battle just now, the white stockings on Meng Qianxun's legs were scratched in several places.

Although it is not too serious, it is indeed a big temptation for these lustful gangsters.

The injured Meng Qianxun further aroused the gangsters' feeling of bullying a little girl in white.

Zhou Xianbai took a quick look at Meng Qianxun's situation during the interval of the battle.

Seeing the unusually conspicuous bloodstains on Meng Qianxun's white clothes, Zhou Xianbai burst into anger. When the female classmates around him were bullied, he couldn't protect them better.

This made Zhou Xianbai feel guilty in his heart.

He attributed Meng Qianxun's injury entirely to his own weak strength. If he was strong enough, Meng Qianxun would not be hurt.

But at this time, there are still a large number of gangsters who are firmly besieging Zhou Xianbai and the two of them here.

It is not an easy task to tear a hole from these gangsters.

Meng Qianxun will be hurt again if he fails.

This is something Zhou Xianbai absolutely cannot tolerate.

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