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  The fist fell, emitting a dull "thud" sound, like a sudden winter thunder, the scorpion retreated more than seven steps, a blood-red fierce madness burst on his face, he was injured.

  Li Qiang's right wrist was surging with blood, but he didn't give the scorpion a moment to breathe. His swift kick had already landed, and the scorpion, whose heart meridian was damaged, slowed down significantly. It retreated in a flash, shouting: "Stop him, stop him!"

  If he really had no choice, he would never destroy his strong pride and let the guards under him come to help.

  "Kill him!" Xiao Qiufeng slaughtered his way through the crowd, blood already splattered like a patch of bright red flowers. At this moment, he rushed to Li Qiangbing's front, coldly shouting, with one hand lifting up a massive energy that had formed an impenetrable defense, truly having the bravery of one man holding off a thousand soldiers.

  Bullets flew, a large number of mercenaries had already felt something was wrong and rushed back in droves. The situation became increasingly unbearable. Li Qiang's eyes flashed with intense light, which disappeared in an instant, but the wounded area froze even blood in that moment. His figure, like a tiger, charged forward.

  Fists struck like thunder, legs kicked out like the wind. The wind and thunder combined, a mournful cry sounded, the fist was blocked, but the leg's momentum swept up, directly reaching the crotch. This wasn't elegant boxing or fancy footwork. Blood had already seeped from Scorpion's pant leg, an indescribable pain making his face flush red, like a freshly cooked crab.

  This kick, even if he wasn't crippled, at least for several months, he won't be able to touch a woman.

  Pain, weakness, and fear in his heart, fear is the demon of the mind. After being injured by the scorpion's tail, he can't even stand on both legs now, without a stable foundation, strength can't be fully exerted. However, Li Qiangbing is getting more courageous as he fights, with a pair of iron fists that can defeat any enemy, seemingly having the bravery to conquer heaven and earth.

  The scorpion's dagger fell from his hand, one, two - the whole body was hit and smashed onto the car, then fell down, another heavy fist had arrived, the fist hit his head, his head stuck to the car door.

  "Go to hell!" Along with this light drink, another fist came with Li Qiang's leaping body, whizzing by. With a "hiss", blood and flesh flew everywhere, the scorpion didn't even have a chance to make a sound before his head was smashed, blood and brain matter splattered all over the ground, making it impossible to see his original appearance.

  Fist retracted, the corpse slid down and was kicked flying by Li Qiangbing's foot. It happened to fall into the mercenary army that had become a mess in the sky. Someone shouted: "The Colonel is dead! The Colonel is dead! Retreat quickly, retreat quickly——"

  Guns and knives were scattered all over the ground. At this moment, the soldiers fled like a broken dam, no one thought of resisting, only hoping to grow another leg to escape alive, and forgot that their numbers were still several times that of the devils.

  On the battlefield, a momentum is needed. Li Qiangbing and the scorpion fought each other, rising and falling, but unexpectedly, the devilish crowd became more courageous as they fought. When thousands of people in the sky fled in panic, hundreds of people behind them held guns and chased after them, forming an incredible scene.

  If it weren't nighttime, the mercenaries might have seen the number of devils and turned back to counterattack, but in this chaotic situation, they didn't even have time to look back, only madly sprinting away from this bloody hell.

  This battle, a large number of firearms were captured, enough to equip 4,000 to 5,000 men. The enemy left behind more than 3,000 corpses, while the devil also lost more than 300 elite mercenaries. This is the cruelty of war.

  At this moment, Xiao Qiufeng had no time to comfort the crowd, only a loud order: "Return immediately." The Scorpion's team had already dispersed, but the Devil's Camp was still facing an attack from the Western Alliance, which could not be lost.

  Hundreds of vehicles, were taken advantage of by the devil, and more than 40 were captured at once. The accelerator was increased, and everyone drove straight to Beitz City. A soaring flame, accompanied by an invisible killing aura, floated above the devil's camp. Before arriving, the dense sound of gunfire had already been heard.

  Before twelve o'clock, Aike had already contacted Girson, and the scorpion's ten thousand mercenaries had set off and would arrive soon. In order to gain more benefits, as soon as the time arrived, he launched a surprise attack first. Anyway, it was not the mountain cat's mercenaries who charged first, and if these people died a little more, he wouldn't be heartbroken at all.

  The third strong attack failed to fall, resulting in hundreds of casualties. Aike's heart was already unbearable, scolding the officers of other mercenary groups while urgently asking about the news of the Scorpion Vanguards.

  With the support of Gil and Jison, no one in the Northwest Alliance dared to speak out loudly. After all, they were all on the same boat at this moment, and the destruction of the Daisy Mercenary Corps overnight also made them fearful. If the devil existed, it was like a demon that made them uneasy, so this time, they had already mobilized their forces.

  But some things were beyond their imagination.

  The elite troops of the devil were transferred away, they had known for a long time, but Aike privately did not report to Xiezi, because this man was born selfish, wanting to let Xiezi and these people fight to the death, and then he would collect all the spoils in the camp. However, the remaining dregs blocked their wave after wave of attacks, with a surprisingly strong firepower.

  In Aik's view, even if the devil mobilized all the people, it would not be a match for the scorpion. The arrival of the scorpion was only a matter of time, but now that time had passed, there was still no sign of anyone in Beiz City.

  In the Devil's Mercenary Camp, almost everyone had come out, even the Phantom Troops were mobilized in part, and half of the old man's dozens of personal bodyguards were also called out. At the gate of the Devil, they formed the most solid defense line. All the people were led by Wolf Tooth, under his command of hundreds of subordinates, these mercenaries did not retreat a single step.

  Or they also knew that as long as they persisted and waited for Xiao Shao, this master, to return, victory would be theirs.

  The bodies of the enemy are piling up like mountains, but the mercenaries of the alliance still charge in recklessly, for them life has no meaning, only worth a bullet.

  Inside the house, Rose stood guard outside the old man's room, listening to the sound of gunfire and screams of death coming from outside, she could no longer bear it, if not for Xiao Qiufeng's strict orders, she would have rushed out long ago.

  This old man is more important than the entire Devil's Brigade, so her top priority mission is to protect this old man.

  At this point, Ruth only knew that the old man was a relative of her husband and was very remarkable, but she didn't quite understand how remarkable he was, nor did she know that behind this old man stood a vast economic empire whose power was not weaker than any powerful military force.

  "Ruth, come and chat with me. Look at this, so restless, yet it's just a small wind chime ranked third."

  Ruth was in no mood for chatting, her beloved man ambushed, the outcome still uncertain, and these allied mercenaries attacking the devil, the fierce battle escalating, she couldn't wait to go out and take a look.

  "Hey, old man, my husband just asked me to protect you, not show respect. Don't talk nonsense." All of Rose's tenderness was reserved for Xiao Qiufeng alone; towards others, she had a cold and icy demeanor that kept people at arm's length.

  The old man also glared and scolded: "Little girl, be more polite to me, Autumn Wind is very obedient to me, otherwise I'll make him break up with you."

  Lu immediately showed a very disdainful expression and said, "Who are you kidding? Even if it's something else, he won't listen to anyone. If he wants me, I'll stay; if not, I'll leave on my own accord. It's none of your business."

  The old man wasn't angry, but rather very interested. This little girl was pretending to be a gentle lady in front of Autumn Wind, being warm and endearing, yet it really was hard on her. The old man naturally knew the identity of this wind chime, the legend of heavenly fate - where could he not have heard about it?

  Among several women around Xiao Qiufeng, this little girl's life was the most miserable.

  "Alright, alright, be more elegant, little girl. Men don't like rough women."

  Ruth was obviously unimpressed and didn't even bother to speak, she just turned her head and gave him a disdainful look, as if she didn't want to talk to him.

  The old man walked over himself and asked: "Ruth, how long have you been with Qiu Feng?"

  "What's wrong? It's been many months."

  The old man counted on his fingers and muttered: "More than a month..."

  "Then she asked: "Ruth, have you had any discomfort or unpleasant symptoms in your body recently?"

  "Don't worry, I can eat and sleep well, my body is fine." Ruth turned her head, looked at the old man and said: "It's the old man who should be careful, otherwise he might kick the bucket at any time."

  After saying that, she felt uneasy and slapped her own mouth, comforting the old man beside her. She thought to herself, "This little girl still knows how to regret," but then Rose said, "Even if we have to hang, let's wait until after today. Otherwise, when Feng comes back, it won't be my fault for not completing his orders."

  The old man was so angry that he almost vomited blood, turned his head and didn't want to talk anymore. Otherwise, he would have been killed by others or possibly suffocated to death by this woman. Rose was not a good conversationalist from birth.

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