Chapter 103: The North Island Street Tragedy!

Tang Zhong grabbed the dragon blade in his hand.

Facing the star dragon who rushed over, he stabbed directly and stabbed at the opponent's eyebrows.

With a snort, it pierced the skull and stabbed it through the head.

Then he kicked it out and directly kicked the star dragon away!

"Boss!" Seeing that Xinglong was stabbed, he hurriedly reached out to help.

But when they saw that the hole on the top of the star dragon's head was still gushing blood, and the person was already dead, many people who saw it had numb scalps, and then their eyes fell on Tang Chong.

"Let's go together and avenge the boss!"

I saw a large group of mafia people, holding machetes and going up to cut Tang Chong.

As for what guns, there are also people with them, but there is only one goal.

"Kill this guy!"

A large group of people with knives rushed towards Tang Chong.

Tang Zhong showed an evil smile on his face, he hadn't killed so many people for a long time, and then the person galloped forward, facing this big man, he directly stretched out the dragon blade he held in his hand, and cut it delicately at the other party's face.

I only saw that the person's face was cut off.

At the same time, the steps under the feet of the whole person were like a lost step, circling around, and the sound of the dragon blade cutting through the flesh of everyone could be heard continuously.

Hot blood gushed out.

Those people didn't even have room to speak, so they just died.

Everywhere Tang Zhong went, his feet were full of corpses, and where they were placed in a messy manner, either his arm was broken, or the trachea of his throat would be cracked.

He walked forward on the bones.

But no matter how many people he killed, there was not a single trace of blood on his body.

On the streets of the North Island, almost all the mafia people came.

Thousands of people occupy the entire street, and it is overcrowded.

Now they were holding machetes, and they didn't dare to step forward when they looked at Tang Chong.

After Tang Zhong took a step forward, they kept retreating, and everyone's hearts were trembling, especially after seeing so many people dead, they were even more afraid, as if they were not facing a person, but a demon god.

"Didn't you say you were going to kill me just now?"

Everyone hurriedly shook their heads, looking at Tang Chong, with only deep fear in their hearts.

"If you don't do it now, then I'll do it first!" Tang Zhong said.

He rushed out, killing everywhere he went, and could see strong men lying in pools of blood like that.

The person who was far away finally had no heart to resist, and the weapon in his hand snapped and threw it to the ground, and then the whole person turned around and ran.

But Tang Zhong chased after him.

Today, no one can get out of this street.

The dragon's blade kept piercing through the heads of one man after another.

These people are going to kill him today, so they all have to die.

In the end, thousands of people, all of whom died under Tang Chong's dragon blade.

After taking the dragon blade out of the last dead black man's head, Tang Zhong glanced back, and the entire street was full of corpses, all lying on the ground, and this place could no longer be said to be a pool of blood, but a river of blood.

Then Tang Zhong took a cloth to wipe the blood stains on the dragon blade, put it away, and then strode forward and left Beidao.

At night, it looks like a Shura slaughterhouse.

And Tang Zhong is like Shura.

I don't know how long it has been, Tang Chong has already left.

A buzzing sound was heard, and the state police finally arrived.

More than a dozen police cars arrived, stopped at the gate of Beidao Street, and when they saw the scene in front of them, some female policemen vomited directly.

And the policemen's eyes were completely wide: "Oh my God, what the hell is this place?"

I only saw the front, the broken arms and legs were densely placed there, imagine that there was a river of blood in front of me, in the river of blood, there were corpses piled up all over the river, the smell of blood, even mosquitoes didn't want to get close, it can be seen how terrible it is.

"Is this hell?"

The next day.

In M Lijian, the North Island Street tragedy has landed on the front pages of major news.

Whether it is in newspapers or on the Internet, it is on the headlines.

They were all conquered by a few photos.

It's all pictures of dead people, what a miserable look.

People from the entire social level of M Lijian, after seeing this news, they all vomited nauseously.

"Oh my God, who did it, so ruthless!"

"Such a person will be damned!"

Although the state police knew that Tang Zhong did it, no one mentioned it.

This matter has been rumored to be boiling.

In Huaxia, among the dragon group.

When Li Linglong saw the news, his whole body clenched his fists.

Zhang Changgong suddenly rushed into the door, also holding the newspaper on the street of Beidao, and asked Li Linglong: "Let me ask you, did Tang Zhong go to M Lijian?"

In the past few days since Tang Chong disappeared, Li Linglong has been helping Tang Chong hide it, saying that Tang Chong has gone to seclusion to cultivate and will not be discovered by others, but now that Zhang Changgong has brought this news in, it is equivalent to saying that there is no way to hide it.

"Yes!" Li Linglong nodded, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Nonsense, you are really nonsense, that's Jige, behind him is M Lijian, Tang Chong is alone, how can he do it? That's a bunch of old foxes!" Zhang Changgong was anxious, and then ordered: "Now, immediately, bring someone to follow me into M Lijian and rescue Tang Chong!"

"Yes!" Li Linglong nodded, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he immediately went to inform him.

And Zhang Changgong looked at the newspaper in his hand again, his face was extremely ugly, if Tang Zhong was gone, it would be fatal.

He believes that if M Lijian's people know that Tang Zhong is in their country, they will definitely be wiped out by Tang Chong, absolutely not, this kind of thing cannot happen.

At the same time.

In Giger's office, as usual, documents were reviewed.

As the boss of FBL, he has to complete a lot of documents every day, combing through intelligence from all over the world.

But soon, I saw the newspaper of the day, held it in my hand, and began to read it.

"North Island Street Massacre!"

Looking at the photo above, Jige's eyes narrowed, and then looked at the edges of those broken arms and legs, that kind of knife skill is not at all done by ordinary people, like a capable person, and immediately let his subordinates in.

Then I saw an officer walk in: "My lord!"

Jige picked up the newspaper in his hand and said, "Investigate, who did it?"

The officer said directly: "My lord is talking about this case, there is no need to investigate who this is, the dead person is the mafia, and before the death of the mafia boss blooddoer, he once called the state police and said who the murderer was?"

"Who?"

"A Huaxia soldier king named Tang Chong, this kind of person, just leave it to the ordinary police to solve it!"

"What?" At this moment, Jige's pupils lit up.

(End of chapter)