Hong Kong Island Rich: Starting from Tsz Wan Mountain

The dwarf mule came out to dry the horses and split friends, comparing who was more ruthless, and who was more fierce!

In the face of Hong Taizai led by Huo Wendong, the horses who helped the, after ten minutes of fighting, the fighting spirit collapsed directly, those who could run had already run, and those who couldn't run cried in place and called their mothers!

There are even people who see this Shura Hell and go crazy on the spot!

Boom!

Another loud thunder struck not far in front of Huo Wendong.

As he said, God wouldn't dare to accept him!

Big drops of rain began to fall.

The rain washed the plasma on Huo Wendong's body, and he simply tore the short sleeves apart.

I saw an over-the-shoulder dragon, coiled around his right arm, winding upward, its head just above his chest.

On the left arm, there is a descending tiger with fangs and claws, winding down, and the head is just over his chest!

A dragon and a tiger, as if breaking out of the body, looks terrifying.

With Huo Wendong, who is immediately swordsman, he looks so domineering!

All the Siamese boys and estate boys looked at Huo Wendong who was standing there almost fanatically, as if the sky was falling, and he could dominate the sky with one hand.

I don't know who started shouting.

At this time, there was only one voice on Yunhua Street.

"Overlord!".

"Overlord!".

"Overlord!".

Huo Wendong wiped the rain, and said domineeringly: "Leave a hundred people to clean the scene, and the rest will set off with me, today I will sweep Tsz Yun Mountain, and from tomorrow there will only be my voice in Tsz Yun Mountain!"

"Kill!".

"Kill!".

"Kill!".

The long dragon formed by Hong Taizai, under the leadership of Huo Wendong, slowly killed other neighborhoods.

......

Pastor Mao Baohua stood on the roof of the building, and the cat boy behind him held an umbrella for him.

Goofy's hands trembled and his mouth trembled as he watched the scenes happening on the street, he had never seen a rotten ...... so brave and charismatic

No, rotten boy can't describe him anymore.

It is foreseeable that in the future history of the rivers and lakes, he will definitely add the strongest stroke!

He was very glad that he didn't meet Huo Wendong when he was young.

He's glad he's an actor now.

Mao Baohua folded his hands and recited the prayer in his mouth: "...... Grant me the courage to accept what I cannot change, the strength to change what I can, and the wisdom to distinguish between the two. "

......

This evening.

The entire Tsz Yun Mountain underwent drastic changes, and the team led by Huo Wendong swept through street by street.

The sound of fighting is endless, and maybe there will be a lot of white bones tomorrow.

The wind began to howl!

Where the blade is pointing, it is invincible!

The people of the Number Gang fled from Ciyun Mountain in a hurry, and the remaining small community was not Huo Wendong's enemy at all.

Either surrender to me!

Or go to hell!

This is Huo Wendong's code of conduct!

Of course, every time he swept a club, he didn't forget to take advantage of the chaos and throw the lockboxes of these clubs into the space.

Murder and arson gold belt!

Raiding houses and robbing houses is the housekeeping skill of a dwarf mule!

......

Wei Jixiang led the rotten life, as well as a few swordsmen, and when they came to support, they were simply stupid when they saw everything that happened in Ciyun Mountain.

Everywhere there is a river of blood!

There are severed limbs and wreckage everywhere!

He hurriedly stopped a rotten boy who was cleaning the battlefield and asked, "Brother, let me ask you what's going on here?"

Whew!

He was greeted by a chill.

Wei Jixiang hurriedly dodged away, "Hey, hey, I'm just passing by!".

The tall rotten boy said viciously: "Nyima, which gang are you? If it's not Hongtai's, get out of Tsz Yun Mountain!"

"I'm Wei Jixiang from Hongtai. Wei Jixiang hurriedly explained.

When the rotten boy heard this, he hurriedly put the knife away, he grabbed his head and said: "It's Brother Xiang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm calling the plane, it's with Brother Tianhong, don't talk bad about me to Brother Tianhong, otherwise I'll be miserable." "

"What's going on here, Adong?" Wei Jixiang hurriedly asked.

The plane pointed to the guide and said proudly: "Brother Dong just killed the people of the Number Gang, and now they are leading the team to sweep other blocks, and from tomorrow onwards, the entire Tsz Yun Mountain will be Brother Dong's territory." "

Just a word.

Wei Jixiang and his rotten life were all heard, and his whole scalp was numb, and goosebumps all over his body rose.

"Step!".

"Step!!".

"Step on !!

".

Footsteps rang out from the streets.

At this time, Huo Wendong led many of his subordinates to clean up the west side, he took a machete and smoked a cigarette, and walked towards everyone without saying a word.

The Siamese boy and rotten boy behind him were all covered in blood.

Their eyes were very determined.

They didn't speak.

They represent their attitude with their footsteps!

Wei Jixiang and Rotten Death heard a voice from the depths of their souls.

For a while, the two of them almost had to bow and worship!

What is the Emperor of the Sopranos!

Wei Jixiang used to understand it very one-sidedly, but today he also figured it out, just three words: Huo Wendong!

......

A little late at night.

The entire Tsz Wan Mountain has been completed, and the battlefield has been cleaned.

At this time, the Cuiyuan Restaurant in the westernmost part of Tsz Wan Mountain was full of black people.

Everyone looked at Huo Wendong standing on the table with almost adoring and fanatical eyes.

The height of 1.88 meters gives everyone an indescribable sense of oppression.

The Nine Pattern Dragon stepped forward to report the battle situation to Huo Wendong, "Big brother, some of our people were slightly injured, but none of them died. "

His tone was unusually excited.

Hearing this battle loss, Huo Wendong was not surprised.

After all, at the forefront of the battlefield are the elite generals he leads, Jiuwen Long, Luo Tianhong, Ah Za, Tony, Ah Hu, Ah Leopard, all of whom are first-class warriors.

Everyone has the strength of the red stick and above.

They were under the greatest pressure, but Huo Wendong tore apart the front of the Number Gang with his unrivaled strength, and the next thing was the battle situation that destroyed the ancient and decaying.

The dwarf mule is drying horses and splitting friends, and one will be worth 100 people!

It doesn't mean combat power.

It's the effect!