Yan Kun rushed up at the sight of his buck teeth. How could that be possible? He had been fighting guerrillas around here before and would run away as soon as others came.
Fortunately, Zhao Lei attracted their firepower, otherwise Yan Kun would have been hacked to death long ago.
He didn't know how to go against the wind, but he didn't even need to shout for things like being a drowned dog in pain. Yan Kun followed Buck Teeth and rushed forward, but he didn't dare to go to the Eight Evil Ghosts.
At this time, a very strange phenomenon occurred. A large group of people rushed in, then bypassed Zhao Lei and the Eight Evil Ghosts, and swarmed towards the old, weak, sick and disabled people behind.
Naturally, those squatting on the ground would not miss this opportunity. They picked up the weapons on the ground and swung the knives at their former 'brothers'.
At this time, other peripheral members of the Blackstone Gang arrived one after another. A battle was inevitable, and other gangs also received information about what happened here.
They all knew that a cross-river dragon came to the East Street area and killed the leader of the Iron Fist Gang. He wanted to sweep this area and dominate the world of Pingyang City.
What is intolerable is unbearable.
Now that he has become the boss, no one is willing to be the younger brother. Other gangs have also sent their own capable younger brothers to come over to see the situation and help out.
All this seems to be more beneficial to the Blackstone Gang, as long as it persists long enough.
But in reality, it may not have much impact on the situation. These people are just a bunch of people. Because of the gathering of interests, they will eventually disperse because of the interests. They each have their own little ideas.
If Zhao Lei fails, they may help, but if the Blackstone Gang fails, they will only add insult to injury and pounce on the Blackstone Gang like hungry wolves, tearing off the flesh.
Before a certain time, people will have luck. If Zhao Lei doesn't knock on the door and there is no life-or-death crisis, they won't unite together.
After all, a rabble is just a rabble. No matter how many millions of grass-headed troops there are, they are no match for hundreds or even thousands of elites. A castle made of sand will collapse as soon as the wind and waves come.
At this time, the gang members on both sides were already fighting. From time to time, people were chopped to the ground, and those who fell on the ground were also whining.
A man lying in the corner kept stuffing the exposed intestines into his stomach, but no matter how hard he stuffed it, he always felt like he couldn't finish stuffing it. In the end, he was still holding on to his intestines until he died. .
But none of this affected Zhao Lei and the others. No matter how fierce the fight among the younger brothers around them was, there was always a big gap in the middle, and both sides had a tacit understanding.
And it is Zhao Lei and the others who decide the final result. If Zhao Lei wins, they will all be killed; if Zhao Lei loses, they will have nothing.
Even if there is a stalemate, when reinforcements from other gangs arrive, if Zhao Lei does not want to reveal his identity, he will eventually have to leave sadly.
Now the eldest of the eight evil ghosts looked at his former brother falling to the ground, his eyes showed sadness, but more of it was hatred. This morning, everyone had a happy meal together, but now they are separated by heaven and earth.
This hatred was towards Zhao Lei. He still didn't understand why it was like this and why Zhao Lei came to kill him.
There are also questions about myself, why am I not stronger anymore? As long as I am strong enough and my sword is fast enough, my brother will not die.
There was also Huang Meng. Although they were fighting with Zhao Lei nervously before, he also saw Huang Meng's performance. His hesitation was also the knife that killed his brother.
The thirteen of them grew up together, not as brothers, but as brothers.
Huang Meng didn't know that because of his previous hesitation, there was a gap between them. The people he had worked so hard to cultivate were separated from him, but this was just a thing for the future, and they had to wait until they survived.
Zhao Lei was not affected by the outside world at all. He held the knife in one hand and stared straight ahead with eyes like eagle eyes.
Huang Meng, who was caught by Zhao Lei's eyes, could feel the heartbeat in his chest.
Boom! Boom!
Huang Meng knew that he could not continue like this. The Blackstone Gang had suffered too much loss today. Even if they won if they continued to suffer losses, their vitality would be severely damaged. Then others would no longer play with the plan he had discussed with the distinguished guests.
All my years of hard work will be in vain, and my ideals and ambitions will be gone.
When Huang Meng and the others were fighting fiercely here, one of his younger brothers had already followed his previous instructions and went to the forces he was friends with to ask for help.
But now that it has become like this, Huang Meng doesn't know if he can call people. When he is in good times, they will naturally help him. Now he can't say. Apart from a few that he can confirm, he doesn't know if he can. How many people are coming?
In so many years, this was the first time that Huang Meng had encountered such a thing. In the past, he had brought his gang to raid other people's homes.
Since the Blackstone Gang developed, the most common conflicts have been minor conflicts. The two gang leaders would sit together, drink tea, and talk about how to share the benefits.
Naturally, Huang Meng didn't know the specific news about other gangs coming to rescue, so he was very anxious now.
"Children, we are going to fight hard this time. Let's go together. If this stalemate continues, the Blackstone Gang will be destroyed."
Until now, Huang Meng cared about the gang and himself. He did not mention the five dead brothers in his words at all. After his words, the eyes of the remaining Eight Evil Ghosts became much darker.
But they did not give up because of this, not only to repay Huang Meng for his upbringing, but also to avenge their brothers.
Huang Meng and the remaining eight people formed the Tiangang Formation, like stars in the sky, and attacked Zhao Lei with great momentum.
With Huang Meng's all-out effort, the entire formation instantly changed its momentum, as if it had an extra focus.
The Eight Evil Ghosts assisted Huang Meng, and as they moved around, the space seemed to fluctuate. Silks of steaming air emerged from their bodies, gathered together, and poured into Huang Meng's body from the top of their heads.
Suddenly, Huang Meng's body underwent earth-shaking changes. His originally slightly strong body seemed to be inflated and became even larger. It was like rain falling from the sky in a desert that had been arid for a long time, and the long-dried gravel freely absorbed the rainwater. .
"Boy, if you don't take the road to heaven, if you break in to hell if there is no door, today next year will be your memorial day! Being able to die under the Thirty-Six Changes of Tiangang is considered your destiny."
Unless absolutely necessary, Huang Meng would not use the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Transformation. Because the personnel were not available, the damage to him would be great if he used it too much. If he used it too much, his life would be shortened.
But once the Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang are performed, the energy and spirit of the rest of the people will be blessed on the person in the eye of the formation, and the power of the blessed person will be greatly increased.
However, its shortcomings are also very obvious.
