It's not that Huang Meng couldn't get into this formation. When he was practicing this formation, he left the position of the main formation to himself, and he also practiced with it for a long time.
What's more, Huang Meng's martial arts is also the strongest among them. With his joining, it is like a magic needle that fixes the sea. Not to mention that he can turn defeat into victory, at least he will not be as passive as now.
But at this moment, Huang Meng hesitated. Zhao Lei was too fast and too strong, completely restraining his formation.
But these thirteen evil ghosts are all his hard work, and he has not trained them again for decades. These thirteen people were all taught by him.
Huang Meng hoped that they would be treated as seeds, and when they would blossom and bear fruit, each one would grow into a towering tree, and then he would continue to sow seeds until there were one hundred and eight.
According to the saying in the army, Huang Meng trained these thirteen men as generals who would lead troops in war.
Moreover, after Huang Meng loses these thirteen evil ghosts, it is still unknown whether he can retain everything he has now.
However, there is a high probability that he will be killed and eaten by the surrounding pack of wolves, and then give up the benefits to save his own life and linger on.
Huang Meng's shortcomings were also exposed at this time. He wanted to seek huge benefits, but he did not have the decisiveness.
To put it nicely, it means planning before deciding, and being scheming, but to put it poorly, it means being indecisive. If you want to succeed, no matter how many plans you make, you can't lose the courage to move forward.
The heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper!
This was Zhao Lei's evaluation of Huang Meng. He had long observed that the so-called leader of the Black Stone Gang, the so-called leader of the Black Stone Gang, who was standing nearby and was hesitant and never dared to make a decision, was the leader of the Black Stone Gang who was good at dancing and was talked about by people.
In the eyes of others, Zhao Lei is nothing more than a hero. He also likes to plan things first and then act, but he never lacks the courage to fight desperately.
So many years of wealth and wealth have made Huang Meng useless, turning him into a short-sighted villain who only knows how to hold on to his dream and enjoy talking about it.
Time waits for no one, Zhao Lei will not wait here for Huang Meng. After he has almost tested them, he will no longer play with them. It is time to get serious.
After these few moves, the Thirteen Evil Ghosts had just gotten used to Zhao Lei's ways. Several of them saw the sword light coming again. The three of us subconsciously raised our swords to block. They were already prepared.
But this time they calculated wrongly. Even though they knew that Zhao Lei was very powerful and luckily tried their best to block it, when Zhao Lei's knife hit their swords, fire flew everywhere, but the strange thing was that the huge power was gone.
Then Zhao Lei took back the knife. Just as everyone was wondering, a breeze blew by, and the three people's swords were broken.
As for the three of them, a line of blood broke across their chests, and their upper bodies immediately fell to the ground.
The three people didn't see their lower bodies still standing there until they fell to the ground, and suddenly they understood what was going on.
With just one strike, the formation that the thirteen of them had practiced so hard was broken. Even though they could still continue to operate, there were obvious flaws.
If they were facing other enemies, they would be able to integrate in just three or five breaths, but they were facing Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei, who put away his sword and returned, rushed towards the remaining ten people with a leap. The light of the sword flashed, and he drew his sword and slashed directly through the two people in front and behind him. There were eight left.
It was only then that Huang Meng made up his mind, but it was too late. He had already paid the price for his decisiveness.
When Huang Meng jumped into the formation of several people, the entire formation was in tatters and in disarray. There was no order at all and they were all fighting on their own.
Even though there is still a tacit understanding, it is like a jar with the bottom exposed, no matter how much water is poured into it, it will never be full.
If a mirror is broken, it will never be put back together again.
Next, Zhao Lei became much more relaxed. Even if Huang Meng joined in, he was just doing soy sauce on the side and could not intervene at all. 60% of his kung fu was in his hands, and 40% was in his own horizontal training. In terms of Kung Fu.
But none of these could withstand Zhao Lei's sword. He didn't dare to use his iron palm against Zhao Lei's lancet.
The people around them were already dumbfounded. They had received enough blows today. Zhao Lei came and they were defeated, and then the thirteen evil ghosts came and beat them back and forth. In the blink of an eye, they were killed again and were defeated.
Even if their gang leader, Huang Meng, joined in at this time, it would not help, and the situation was still in danger.
At this time, they had run out of ideas, extinguished their unrealistic extravagant hopes, and quietly moved away, keeping far away from the weapons.
I can't help but feel proud in my heart. Fortunately, I surrendered early, otherwise I would be the one lying on the ground in two halves.
By this time, Buck Tooth finally gathered all the people he could call and hurried over.
As soon as Buck Tooth and the others came in, they saw corpses on the ground, intestines and internal organs were everywhere, blood was flowing, and flies were flying around. They were immediately frightened.
Many peripheral members of the Iron Fist Gang were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart. They lay on the ground and kept vomiting, as if they were about to vomit out bile.
Dozens of people followed behind the buck-toothed man, and only a dozen of them looked normal.
When Buck Teeth saw how useless his subordinates were, he wanted to tuck his head into his crotch and hide it.
Shameful, so shameful!
After finally doing something, he ended up like this. Since he took refuge with Zhao Lei, he hasn't accomplished anything good. Thinking of this, Buck Ya couldn't help but worry about his future future and status.
He looked at the group of people who were still bent over and vomiting, and became furious and cursed.
"What are you guys doing! Don't you all say that you are a tough guy? Damn it, you are soft now.
Grandma, if you are going to embarrass me in front of the boss, stand up, charge with me, and kill them! "
In fact, the members of the Iron Fist Gang were not as unbearable as they appeared, especially the more than 20 core thugs. They were all carefully trained by Chai Ang. However, they suddenly saw this hellish scene and did not adapt to it. Just come here, ordinary gang conflicts can't be like this.
At most, it would only hurt the muscles and bones, and it would be considered serious if three or five people died. How could they not be beaten to death like they are now.
Even Bucktooth almost vomited when he entered the door. Fortunately, he had experienced the hellish scene of cavalry killing before, so when he saw this scene again, he had the resistance and did not make a fool of himself, otherwise he would The virtue of buckteeth is no better than theirs.
Now that he had made a fool of himself, Buck Tooth wanted to save some face, but instead he raised some blood courage, drew his knife, and rushed forward with a scream, taking the lead.
