After a round of attacks, most of the torches in Yang Mansion were extinguished.
Shadowy and shadowy.
I don’t know how many people came in and killed.
Yang Lin told Xiao Mushroom to stay away.
Just jumped out of the window.
With a startled glance, he saw some familiar figures screaming and falling down.
As soon as they made contact, the Yang family's maidservants and nursing staff who were fighting and retreating from all sides and gathered in the middle fell down one after another.
The enemy's attack was fierce.
Don't shout, don't stop.
It's just a stance that leaves no one behind.
The situation is one-sided.
Looking at this, the sentries sent by Uncle Da to keep watch in all directions did not work. Even though they were prepared in the morning, they were still caught off guard.
It must be because the masters from the Qing Gang were dispatched.
Experts who use Mingjin bone-forging level or even divine power level to train muscles can easily deal with ordinary guardians. They can kill them as much as they want without making a sound.
This is actually a small asymmetrical battle.
From the very beginning, Yang Mansion was at a disadvantage.
The situation is very dangerous.
Without anyone to contain the enemy, everyone in the Yang family may be defeated soon.
'You can kill, and so can I. Who can kill faster? '
Yang Lin's eyes were cold and his heart was as hard as iron.
He held the knife in his backhand, arched his back and leaned over, like a black panther in the forest, dragging out a long shadow.
Passing from the corner of the house, the treetops, and among the flowers and trees in the meadow.
Blood splattered, the sound of wind was faint...
Yang Lin used his body as his eyes and people as horses, galloping freely in the northwest corner of Yang Mansion.
Use his physical skills to activate with all his strength.
Regardless of whether they were killers or thugs from the Qing Gang, in the mist of night, even though there was light from the fire, they could only vaguely see some shadows.
When I found his figure, I raised my gun to face him, but before I could take aim, a glint of sword flashed across my throat.
Because I had the idea of conserving my physical strength in advance and prepared for a tough battle.
Yang Lin didn't use any big opening and closing sword moves.
When taking action, everything is focused on speed.
The main ones used are the Feiyan style and the Tibetan knife style...
The sword moves lightly and the steps follow the five elements.
The figure is like a ghost, coming and going erratically.
The first to be killed was the gunman.
Soon, the northwest corner.
No more gunshots could be heard, only rapid and nervous breathing and screams from time to time.
In the end, there was no sound.
It was quiet here, which made the fight between the other three parties more lively.
The sound of gunfire was like popping beans, continuous.
However, because there is one less fire attack point in one direction, the Yang family's nursing home will also stabilize the situation.
After eight or nine men fell down, there were still more than twenty people, who fired a barrage of fire without sparing bullets while covering the crowd and retreating slowly.
From time to time, someone would be shot and fall to the ground, and someone would help them and continue to retreat.
But no one cried and howled, and no one knelt down to beg for mercy. Even Aunt Zhang in the kitchen knew that it was useless to beg for mercy from the Qing Gang's killer.
Only fight to the death.
Although Yang Shoucheng had all kinds of problems, he was a good person.
After so many years of treating my servants sincerely, I finally got loyalty in return.
…
After killing all the enemies in the northwest corner, Yang Lin didn't stop for a moment... he continued walking with his knife in hand, heading straight to the southwest.
The sword light set off waves of blood.
He estimated that about twenty people had died under his sword.
There were about seven or eight people with guns.
Calculated in this way, if the average number of people in each direction is used to attack, the total number of all the opponents should be less than one hundred.
Killers with guns account for only one-third of them.
fine.
The enemies are not overwhelming.
Since the Qing Gang has many people in Hangzhou, it is naturally impossible for them to only have this few people.
However, gathering in a hurry can only be part of it.
In fact, it is already extraordinary to be able to gather so many elite combat forces in one afternoon.
Except for the garrison and the barracks outside the city, under normal circumstances, this group of people is enough to attack any place.
Including attacking the patrol house.
By this time, Yang Lin had basically stopped thinking about how to survive this disaster.
He just wanted to go faster, faster.
The more enemies you kill, the less one of your own will die.
This is a very simple math problem.
Just pounced to the southwest.
Yang Lin drew his knife to cut off the water, and the light of the knife passed over the heads of the two men like flowing clouds. A person suddenly appeared from behind the ginkgo tree.
This man has silver-white hair, hanging eyes, thick eyebrows, and deep vertical lines between his eyebrows. He looks very cold.
As soon as he appeared, his claws were as curved as hooks, and he had already obtained Yang Lin's vest.
Before his hand could reach it, Yang Lin felt a layer of goosebumps rising on his skin, and a piercing chill like a needle went straight to his heart.
Eagle Claw Fist.
Reach for the stars for a fight.
This guy is very vicious in his attacks. With one sudden move, he wants to penetrate right into the back and take out the heart.
Yang Lin felt cold in his heart.
With one foot on the ground, the figure is as soft as a thin willow in the spring breeze, swaying with the waist as the axis and the knife as the hand.
He wrapped his head and brain in a hiding position, letting out a blade of light.
"Cut off your claws first."
At his level, his reaction speed is extremely fast, and he has a weak crisis sensing ability. A sneak attack full of murderous intent from the opponent basically cannot escape his perception.
The bald eagle looked sharply.
Just as the claws struck, the blade cut silently to the wrist.
His figure immediately jumped down, almost touching the ground. As his figure changed, his claws linked together and turned into Kuixing Xian Dou, grabbing Yang Lin's perineum.
insidious.
Yang Lin's eyes narrowed, knowing that he couldn't pester him any more.
The white-haired guy in front of me, who doesn't look very young, has a lot of practical experience. He just wants to have no merit but no fault.
Move away as soon as you touch it, attack the vital point with every move.
Either attack the heart, dig out the vagina, or gouge out the eyeballs...
No matter how powerful you are, you will never be able to withstand one dirty move.
Now that the Yang family is in a dangerous situation, how can he have so much time to fight against others?
Besides, as long as he is restrained by others, once he stops, a gunman will soon take aim. Cold guns are the most difficult to guard against.
Thinking of this, he glared fiercely, took five steps in succession, his figure turned into an arc, and the sword's light suddenly surged.
quick,
Extraordinarily fast.
The blade cut out half a crescent moon, and the howling sound of the wind broke into my ears.
Plum blossom knife, flying to the moon style.
The bald eagle felt something bad, and before he could use all of his precipitous moves, a cold light came into his eyes.
At the same time, when my throat hurts, I feel like my whole sight is lifted up.
Then there was rotation, endless rotation, and before the perspective turned into darkness, he saw a headless corpse on the grass next to the tree in the faint light of the fire, doing a familiar boxing stance.
Blood gushed out from the broken neck, and he fell crookedly to the ground.
What a fast knife.
The bald eagle didn't even have the consciousness of regret, so it didn't know anything.
There were exclamations all around...
The sound of gunfire became weaker again.
Obviously, the death of the bald eagle also greatly shocked the attacking Qing gang thugs and greatly damaged their fighting spirit.
Yang Lin's face flashed with blood.
As the long knife passed over the opponent's neck, his figure already jumped up.
One foot rests on the ginkgo tree, and the body rolls like a ball...
Dodge the bullets fired one after the other.
Puff puff...
The bullets chased him behind him, causing the bark of the tree to explode, without injuring him at all.
In mid-air, he stretched out his arms and legs, soared like an eagle, and then swooped down.
It slashed diagonally, splitting a gunman who had just leaned out into two pieces from the shoulder and waist.
His feet were like stepping on ice floes, his steps were like arrows, and his sword drove straight in, piercing the wooden door.
Blood poured out from behind the door, and someone fell to the ground with a crash.
Plum Blossom Fist's enemy control machine is like this at first. The figure is running wildly and erratically, and even oneself cannot judge where it will run.
Take action while in motion and always strike first.
Able to naturally analyze the enemy's position in complex situations and determine the enemy's running direction in advance.
As long as someone shoots and has murderous intent, Yang Lin will feel it.
Take the lead step by step and clear them out one by one.
After killing two more people, Yang Lin's figure was like the wind, swimming away quickly.
The enemies in the southwest will be killed in a short time.
In addition to the gunman there are some threats to him.
The other sword-hands and stick-hands couldn't even block one and a half moves, so he dealt with them one by one.
Because Yang Lin is familiar with the terrain in his courtyard, he can't go wrong even with his eyes closed.
As for the Qing Gang, because they took the initiative to attack and pursue the Yang Mansion, they were scattered like chess pieces, unable to form a concentrated firepower at all.
In this situation, as long as a master breaks into the crowd, the situation becomes complicated and the gunman is at a loss.
If they shoot randomly, most of the time, they can only hit their own people.
After hesitating for a moment, the sword came to his head immediately, and he didn't even have the chance to shoot.
This is why Yang Lin used a knife instead of picking up a gun to attack.
Zhen Lun Qi uses a gun.
Even if he is practicing martial arts, his hands are steady and his eyes are accurate.
But the gun feel is average, and there is no long-term practice. Even if the marksmanship is okay, the upper limit is there, and there is no advantage in fighting.
To put it bluntly, with a gun, he is no better than those Green Gang killers.
If the two sides shoot at each other, while he shoots the other side to death, he has a 60% chance of being shot by the other side.
This would be very boring.
Put yourself on the same starting line as others, and then use your own weaknesses to defeat yourself.
He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
As a martial arts practitioner, he always remembers his own strengths at all times.
That is, he moves quickly and strikes quickly. He is really close. In front of him, no one is his enemy.
