C20 East Street Black Knife

"Oh? You think a small kitchen knife like yours can kill me? "

The ice cold blade edge touched on Wang Xiaoyu's neck, he was not pleased at all, he only closed his eyes lazily and glanced at the blade, he was as calm and collected as if he was a toy to be held, and said disdainfully.

"What?" A kitchen knife? "

skinhead acted as if he had heard the funniest joke, he looked at his subordinates and laughed out loud, then turned his head to look at Wang Xiaoyu, who was really sick.

Not just him, even the little brothers who were surrounding Wang Xiaoyu felt that there was something wrong with his head. After all, the East Street Black Knife Gang was the domineering one, and not to mention that there were tens of them standing right in front of him with weapons, even if a normal person heard their name, they would probably be scared to the point of scattering.

On the other hand, this Wang Xiaoyu, despite facing off against the encirclement of dozens of them and their boss's blade, unexpectedly did not show the slightest bit of panic, and actually dared to provoke their boss.

"Really ?" "Boss, kill him!"

"Boss, there's something wrong with this kid's head, hurry up and kill him!"

"F * ck, this is the first time I've met such a pretentious kid. Boss, let go of that kid and let me fight him a few times!"

Towards Wang Xiaoyu's provocative words, the little bro surrounding him all started to attack him angrily. There was even the fatty who chased after him previously who raised his blade and wanted to stab him a few times.

The anger of his subordinates was heard by Wang Xiaoyu, he did not care about the black blade on his neck, his eyes coldly looked at his subordinates, and laughed: "You want to kill me? Just based on you spicy chickens? "

After Wang Xiaoyu finished speaking, even he felt a cold shiver down his spine.

Was this still him?

Why did he suddenly like acting cool for no reason?

Although he had never seen the East Street Black Knife Gang before, having lived in the mountain city for so long, he had long heard of their names.

In the city known as Mountain City, the people who were active in the underground organization had separated it into the east, south, west, and north four districts.

There were a lot of large international companies and famous manufacturing companies that took root in the West Street. It could be said that the West Street was the most fertile of the four main streets, but at the same time, it was also the place with the most strict ZF rules. As a result, although the place was rich and rich, the real underground powers did not develop there.

Compared to the West Street, the East Street was only ranked second in terms of fertility. However, its area was the widest among the four main streets, and the management from the relevant departments was also relatively lax.

Being able to amass wealth that was not inferior to West Street and also able to avoid some unnecessary trouble, East Street was truly a place where big bosses gathered.

who knew how many times they had fought over life and death situations. In the end, they had used the power of the Black Blade Sect to suppress all the heroes, and stood at the top position of the East Street.

Of course, the East Street Black Knife Gang's final victory, was not because of his gang's ability to completely crush all the opponents, but because it had an unbreakable backer, and because of this, in the East Street area, they could do whatever they wanted!

Let alone a mere ordinary person, even if the person in charge of East Street were to meet them, she would have to be humble.

And today, Wang Xiaoyu actually dared to boast and call them nothing more than spicy chickens, it was simply intolerable, his father could not tolerate it!

As expected, when the little brothers heard Wang Xiaoyu calling them horrendous, they immediately boiled with excitement, all of them loudly shouting, waving the black colored machetes in their hands, following suit, step by step. It could be said that as long as skinhead gave the order, Wang Xiaoyu would immediately face the dozens of angered machetes at the same time.

The skinhead obviously did not expect his own blade to be on Wang Xiaoyu's neck, but the man still dared to be rude and rude, so he speechlessly touched his bald head, and looked at Wang Xiaoyu with an inconceivable gaze. He smacked his lips, and said with a fake smile: "Brat, do you know who we are?"

Of course Wang Xiaoyu knew who they were. The standard black attire, as well as the most eye-catching and iconic black colored machetes, all of them were terrifying big shots of the East Street!

Initially, he had intended to answer truthfully, but the next few words that came out of his mouth turned into: "I know, a bunch of black-skinned spicy chickens!"

"What?"

skinhead's eyes were wide opened, he stared at Wang Xiaoyu in disbelief, at the same time, the black blade in his hand was pushed forward by a bit, he looked around, then shouted at his brothers who were staring furiously: "Tell him loudly, who are we!"

Just as he finished speaking, deafening unified slogan came from all directions: "East Street Black Knife Gang!"

Wang Xiaoyu touched the black blade on his neck that was about to cut his skin, he could not suppress the urge to act tough, and said quietly: What bullsh * t East Street Black Knife Gang, in my opinion, you are just a bunch of f * cking kitchen knives and spicy chickens!

Just as he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoyu shut his eyes in pain and roared at the Fat Cat Demon Sovereign at the bottom of his heart: "Oh fat cat, you want to kill me? Is it okay to be so realistic all day long? "

With this Demonic Lord here, you can act whatever you want! This kind of scum, this Demonic Lord can take care of it with a finger! "

Fat Cat Demon Sovereign had not finished speaking, but one of the little brother who was surrounding Wang Xiaoyu, stared with bloodshot eyes, raised his blade and rushed towards him: "AHH!" "Get out of the way boss, I'm going to chop him into pieces!"

His little brother's sudden attack caused the skinhead to be stunned. He blinked his eyes, kept his black blade and jumped to the side.

Just then, the little brother's blade arrived, the cold black blade reflected a ray of sunlight that shone onto skinhead's eyes, making him feel dizzy for a moment, the anger in his head immediately receded like tides.

Immediately, an extremely important matter flashed through his mind. He was shocked, but in his desperation, he quickly slashed with his blade.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal colliding with metal dispersed the angry voices of the people in the surroundings. At the same time, a boorish male voice suddenly called out, "Stop!"

Wang Xiaoyu was shocked, just now, when his little brother's blade was about to hit, Fat Cat Demon Sovereign had urgently transferred a bit of his demonic powers to him. Let alone a mere black blade, even Desert Eagle's high speed bullets might be able to block that strand of demonic energy.

"What a pity ?" "Boss, what's going on?"

The little brother who was pushed back by skinhead, looked at his boss in confusion and asked, but just as he finished asking, he was met with a glare from skinhead, who shouted angrily: "F * ck, you nearly messed up my business!"