Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

"quick!"

"Go! Kill him!"

"With so many of us, why would we be afraid of just one guy?!"

In the blink of an eye, Liu Wenhao killed more than a dozen people with a single slash, which greatly shocked the remaining swordsmen, and a trace of fear appeared in their eyes.

However, the knife-wielders then forcibly suppressed the fear in their eyes and the unease in their hearts.

"Out of control."

Liu Wenhao flicked his right hand, swishing away the bloodstains on the blade. He looked at the nearly one hundred swordsmen surrounding him, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

Chapter 125 Slaying!

this moment.

Facing an attack from nearly a hundred knife-wielding men of decent skill, Liu Wenhao exuded an unprecedented aura.

This aura transformed into a chill, seemingly making the air itself turn icy cold.

Nearly a hundred knife-wielders surrounded Liu Wenhao, their eyes fixed on him.

For some reason, each of them trembled involuntarily when they saw Liu Wenhao's gaze.

The unease that I had finally managed to suppress rose up again.

Some even began to show signs of retreat in their eyes.

In this situation, for the nearly one hundred knife-wielders, it is undoubtedly a case of "the arrow is on the bowstring and must be released."

Even though they were afraid of Liu Wenhao's strength and his methods.

We still have to grit our teeth and charge forward regardless of everything.

Holding a machete, Liu Wenhao was like a god of death, facing dozens of men alone without dodging or flinching, his machete pointing straight at them with lightning speed.

The blade gleamed.

A glint also flashed in Liu Wenhao's eyes.

Swish!

Liu Wenhao swung his machete once more and charged forward.

His aura was terrifying and chilling.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The thugs from Yi Hing and Hung Hing roared like thunder, their machetes slamming down as they attacked Liu Wenhao from all sides.

The intention was to force Liu Wenhao into a corner, leaving him with no way out and making him unable to resist.

However, this did not apply to the Crown Prince, the Black Dragon, or any of the swordsmen present.

What they didn't know was that Liu Wenhao's physical condition had already surpassed the normal level by several times.

Whether it's speed, power, or reaction time.

If Liu Wenhao wanted to, he could do anything that was completely inhuman.

"court death!"

Facing the fierce attack of dozens of knife-wielding men, Liu Wenhao let out a cold shout.

With a fierce swing of his machete, he instantly forced the several knife-wielders in front of him to retreat, and even their machetes shattered under Liu Wenhao's force.

With a few slashes, Liu Wenhao directly deflected the attack from the swordsman in front of him.

Swish!

The next moment, Liu Wenhao moved swiftly, weaving through the crowd as if it were empty.

Ahhhhh!

With each flash of Liu Wenhao's figure, a knife-wielder let out a scream of agony.

As cries of agony rang out, blood splattered from the chests of the swordsmen, and their bodies collapsed to the ground.

"Oh shit!"

"Quickly! Attack together!"

We can't give him that chance!

Seeing this, the knife-wielders beside and behind Liu Wenhao were shocked and panicked.

Then they stepped forward at the same time and swung their machetes at Liu Wenhao.

Liu Wenhao's lips curled slightly, but the chill on his face intensified.

Brush brush!

Liu Wenhao slightly shifted his body to the side, dodging an attack from several knife-wielding men. At the same time, his machete fell, and the knife-wielding men were forced to retreat dozens of steps.

His right arm jolted violently, going numb all over, and the web between his thumb and forefinger split open. The cleaver flew out of his hand.

The next instant, Liu Wenhao raised his right arm and used a master-level leg technique to kick the knife-wielding men behind him, sending them flying more than ten meters away.

As the knife-wielders flew backward like kites with broken strings, they spat out mouthfuls of blood, tracing an arc in the air.

hiss!

Gudong!

At this moment, Liu Wenhao's astonishing strength caused Luo Tianhong, Tony Ahu, and others who were fighting the knife-wielder to gasp in astonishment and subconsciously swallow hard.

"This...is this Brother Hao's true strength?!"

"I never imagined that Brother Hao's strength was so terrifying!"

"With such strength, who on the entire Hong Kong Island could be a match for Brother Hao!"

"..."

While fending off the knife-wielders' attacks, Luo Tianhong and the others kept their eyes on Liu Wenhao, occasionally letting out gasps of surprise.

After Hung Hing defeated the Crown Prince, he clenched his fists, and the veins on his arms bulged.

He became increasingly tense.

He had assumed Liu Wenhao was powerful, but he himself was no weaker than Liu Wenhao.

But now it seems that there is still a gap between my strength and Liu Wenhao's.

"damn it!"

"Is this golden-haired tiger even human?!"

"How can it be so amazing!"

The black dragon beside the prince stared wide-eyed, opened its mouth wide, and exclaimed in disbelief.

At this moment, he knew very well that he was no match for Liu Wenhao, and that only Wang Bao, the leader of Yixing, could be a match for Liu Wenhao.

Faced with Liu Wenhao's formidable and terrifying strength, it seems that the 100 straw sandals of Yi Hing and Hung Hing are truly unable to defeat him.

If Liu Wenhao were to eliminate one hundred of the knife-wielders, then Liu Wenhao's next targets would be Black Dragon and the Crown Prince.

At this moment, fear rose in the black dragon's heart, and the thought of retreating arose.

But Black Dragon also knew in his heart that he could not back down.

Otherwise, Wang Bao wouldn't have let him off so easily.

If we fail to eliminate Liu Wenhao tonight, Yixing and Dongxing will inevitably suffer the wrath of Liu Wenhao and Dongxing in the future.

Given He Yixing's strength, they are bound to lose in the face of Liu Wenhao and Dongxing's wrath!

Hung Hing is currently embroiled in internal strife and preoccupied with its own problems, so it's unlikely they can offer any assistance to Wo Yee Hing.

The Crown Prince was also aware of this.

Faced with Liu Wenhao's strength, the Crown Prince became increasingly nervous, and the killing intent in his eyes towards Liu Wenhao intensified.

If we don't take down Liu Wenhao tonight, Hung Hing will surely be eliminated by him one day!

"Prince!"

"This golden tiger is incredibly powerful!"

"The stronger his men are, the greater our losses will be if this continues!"

Black Dragon took a deep breath, looking at the Crown Prince with a solemn and worried expression.

"Let's see how things go!"

"If all else fails, you and I will have to take matters into our own hands and get rid of Liu Wenhao!"

The prince glanced at the black dragon, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice.

"it is good!"

Black Dragon breathed a slight sigh of relief and nodded.

In a one-on-one situation, they did not seem to be a match for Liu Wenhao.

However, if it were a two-on-one situation, Black Dragon and the Crown Prince were fully confident that they could defeat Liu Wenhao.

While the Black Dragon and the Crown Prince were discussing the matter in shock.

Liu Wenhao was like a demon from hell, relentlessly slaughtering the hundred knife-wielders from Yi Hing and Hung Hing.

The ground was covered in what looked like a river of blood.

Corpses are everywhere.

No one could withstand Liu Wenhao's attack, not even several people working together.

As more and more knife-wielders died at Liu Wenhao's hands, the fighting spirit and ferocity in the eyes of the remaining dozens of knife-wielders gradually dissipated.

Instead, there was despair, terror, and fear.

"Is...is this guy even human?!"

"We're no match for him at all!"

"Continuing to attack will only be a pointless suicide!"

"..."

Of the hundred knife-wielders who surrounded Liu Wenhao, only thirty or forty remained.

Chapter 126 You are far from enough!

At this moment, although they were still surrounding Liu Wenhao, none of them dared to step forward again or make a move against him.

Thirty or forty people stood there, looking at each other, at a loss for what to do.

They had long been terrified by Liu Wenhao's murderous intent, his aura, and his strength.

"If you don't take action..."

"Then I'll continue."

Liu Wenhao stood rooted to the spot, holding a machete, looking at the thirty or forty knife-wielders around him, his words filled with murderous intent.

Liu Wenhao's words left the thirty or forty knife-wielders even more bewildered.

a long time.

"Oh shit!"

"I don't believe it!"

At this moment, Yi He Yi Xing's red stick shouted angrily.

However, just as he finished speaking, Liu Wenhao struck like lightning and instantly appeared beside him.

In an instant, this He Yixing gangster felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

He felt a sudden, dazzling light flash before his eyes.

The next moment, a jet of blood shot out, and the He Yixing Red Stick suddenly felt a chill in his throat. He subconsciously covered his throat with his hand, only to find that his hand was covered in a wet sensation.