My Gorgeous Fiancee

3Wu Zewen swept his gaze across the crowd and waved his hand: "Brothers, I have something to say first, this war against the Black Turtle Sect is very dangerous, and might even cost his life. If anyone wants to leave now, there's still time. I'll still give him five thousand dollars. "     0

    

No one moved.    

    

"Big brother, none of the brothers standing here are cowards. Just give the order."    

    

Wu Zewen nodded and said, "Alright, everyone that attends will be given 30,000 yuan. If they die in battle, I will give the money along with the 400,000 yuan as a pension to your family."    

    

Wu Zewen knew that the best way to motivate his subordinates was to increase the number of chips that could be used to reward them. Only by doing this would they sell their lives to him. This battle was extremely important. Victory was not allowed.    

    

Other than the 400 million that he spent on Le Keke, he also had over 200 million in cash. This small amount of money was but a drop in the ocean for him.    

    

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. An operation like this would earn them 30,000 yuan. No one doubted Wu Zewen's honesty, because there were many people who had participated in the Black Dragon Gang's scene in the capital city.    

    

Seeing that no one had an excited expression on their face, Wu Shangwen nodded with satisfaction and said: "Okay, now it's time for Leopard Head to take everyone's phone and mark everyone's phone."    

    

Out of these 200 plus people, Wu Chuang didn't dare guarantee that everyone would be sincere towards him. If someone spread the news, then all his efforts would be for naught, so he had to be on guard.    

    

The Leopard Head found two brothers to follow him and quickly took everyone's phone. Other than the Leopard Head and Du Hualong's, everyone else took them all. Then, Wu Shangwen locked the phone in a metal box.    

    

"Let's go. Your mission is to go straight to the Black Turtle Sect headquarters, Black Turtle Mansion. Do you understand? "    

    

Wu Zewen said loudly.    

    

"Understood!"    

    

The two hundred or so people shouted in unison, causing the entire dormitory to tremble slightly.    

    

The two hundred men, in order to act stealthily, took a ride in twenty-five commercial vehicles or in a loaf of bread that had grown up. There weren't so many cars in the factory, so Wu Congwen had Zhou Yongxin bring a dozen or so from other channels.    

    

Leopard Head and Du Hualong quickly brought their men to the car and rushed towards the Black Tortoise Mansion. Of course, they had to wait until the Black Tortoise Gang started moving before taking action.    

    

He had contacted all the older brothers, but since they did not have a factory, if they gathered in a public place, it would easily attract the attention of the police. Thus, they were divided into more than ten groups and headed towards the river beach outside the suburbs.    

    

Half an hour later, Wu Zewen brought Shao Feng, Zhou Yongxing, and the others to the river beach. This place was far away from the center of the Phoenix Perch City.    

    

The terrain was flat and open to the eye. It was not easy to set up ambushes, and it was a good place for gangs to engage in large-scale gang warfare.    

    

Soon enough, the ten or so gangsters that Zhou Yongxin had contacted all rushed over with their subordinates. Each of them was holding a metal rod, such as a metal rod, a chop, a swing, etc.    

    

They had just arrived when they saw a large cloud of dust rising in the distance. There were more than 40 minivans or business vehicles speeding towards them.    

    

With a squeal, he parked a hundred meters away from Wu Shangwen. It seemed like there were a lot of cars in the market for second-hand cars.    

    

The car door opened and a large number of black-clothed men carrying similar machetes and sticks rushed out. From the looks of it, there were more than five hundred people and their numbers were far more than Wu Zewen's side.    

    

And among these people, there were more than a hundred with long bayonets on their waists, all of them had a murderous look on their faces. One look and it was clear that they were the assassins of the island.    

    

Leading the group was Wu Liu, the leader of the Black Turtle Sect. He was accompanied by four to five men who were exceptionally sturdy and had sharp eyes.    

    

At this time, one of the black-clothed men beside Wu Liu walked out casually and pointed to the other side, saying, "Our Sect Leader Wu has said that you can surrender now if you don't he will dye the river red."    

    

After knowing of his enemy, when Wu Zewen saw the Black Dragon Gang or the assassins of the island, he would feel hatred until the roots of his teeth would itch and the blood in his body would turn into flames of fury that burned fiercely.    

    

"Then you still have to use your blood to dye it red."    

    

Wu Zewen stomped on the ground and raised a cloud of dust. He was already charging forward with his baton in hand, like an agile cheetah. His eyes flickered with flames of hatred.    

    

"Charge!"    

    

Afraid that Wu Shangwen would lose, Zhou Yong Xin waved his arm and charged forward with his men.    

    

Wu Liu obviously didn't expect the other party to make a move so easily and didn't even bother to say a word. He immediately waved his hand and his lackeys behind him brandished their machetes, rushing towards Wu Liuwen and the others like a flood.    

    

Facing the dense crowd of Black Turtle Sect's disciples rushing towards him, Wu Shangwen wasn't blinded by their hatred. He was a rational person and knew that his side was at a disadvantage in numbers. Moreover, he had temporarily put them together, so their overall fighting strength and ability to coordinate were inferior to his opponent's.    

    

Therefore, there was only one way to end this fight as soon as possible. He had to kill Wu Liu and the leader of the island assassins, that rough man with a pigtail that was two meters tall.    

    

At this moment, these two were standing at the back of the battle. In their eyes, they disdained taking action against this mob.    

    

Wu Ziwen poured his Zhen Qi into his rod, and with a series of 'pa pa pa pa' sound, he swept it away. He only heard a miserable shriek as one of the four or five Black Turtle Gang minions in front of him had their arm forcibly snapped off, falling onto the ground and screaming like a pig being butchered.    

    

Wu Liangwen swept past everyone and swept his hand backwards. He swung his rod and let out a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air. The kneecaps of the three people that tried to sneak attack him from behind were shattered. They fell to the ground and were no longer afraid.    

    

Gradually, there were more and more people blocking in front of him. A white saber shadow came slashing over from all directions, but Wu Liangwen's steps did not stop. He was swinging his staff like a spinning wheel, not even a drop of water could enter.    

    

Kacha, kacha. The strong force broke the swords of the small fry holding the sabers, causing the tiger's mouth to shatter.    

    

Wu Shangwen was like a crop harvester, and wherever he went, people would fall down.    

    

He bravely rushed forward and soon attracted the attention of Wu Liu and Wu Ji, who were standing to the side and watching from the side. They instantly understood the intention of Wu Liuwen's words, as it was directed at them.    

    

Just as Wu Liuwen wanted to swing his saber and charge forward, he was intercepted by the braided killer from the island. It seemed that Wu Liuwen was very interested in him and wanted to personally experience it.    

    

At the same time, Wu Shangwen had already rushed to the edge of the battle circle, and in the end, no one dared to stop him. The rod in his hand was like the baton of the god of death, anyone who touched it would be crippled.    

    

Just at this time, he also saw Little Plaits walking towards him step by step with a big machete in hand. Seeing his calm steps, steady eyes and sturdy body, he knew that this person was definitely an expert, perhaps even half a level higher than Da Chuan.    

    

After Little Plaits from the Island Nation entered the circle of battle, he waved to the surrounding people. The subordinates surrounding and attacking Wu Zewen immediately retreated to the surroundings, opening up an open space as they stared fiercely at Wu Zewen.    

    

"You are Wu Zhui Wen? Xiao Chuan's hand is crippled and Da Chuan was seriously injured. It seems that you have some skills. Today, I will be here to experience it. "    

    

Xiao Chuan knew all of this because Xiao Chuan had already sent a photo of Wu Chuan on his phone when they arrived. Just now, Xiao Chuan had identified the person as Wu Chuan when he opened the phone.    

    

"That's right, and the next one will be you. However, you won't be as lucky as them."    

    

Wu Shangwen smiled sinisterly, that malevolent smile and eyes were just like a demon king descending from the sky.    

    

"Hahahaha, I like your arrogant attitude. Don't disappoint me. Make your move."    

    

Before Plaits could finish his sentence, he swung his blade with both of his hands towards Wu Shangwen's head. His speed was as fast as lightning, and his head was less than 40 centimeters away from his head in an instant.    

    

At the same time, he rolled on the ground, and with a sharp whistling sound, he swung the rod towards Plaits' knee. If he were to hit it, even if it was a piece of steel, it would leave behind a large hole.    

    

Plaits leaped into the air, swinging his rod to sweep past the soles of his shoes. Then, he roared furiously, like a vulture diving down, he once again hacked his saber towards the top of Wu Zewen's head.    

    

This time, his speed and strength were even faster than before. After all, he had dove down from the sky.    

    

Wu Ziwen brandished the rod in his hand to meet the attack. With a clang, a series of sparks flew out as the two of them retreated backwards.    

    

It wasn't because of the force from Little Plaits, but because he quickly moved the opponent's strength from his feet to the ground, and he himself didn't receive too much of the impact.    

    

Because he had fought with Xiao Chuan and Da Chuan before, he had a certain understanding of the strange movements of the killer from the island.    

    

On the other hand, Little Plaits was able to forcibly resist Wu Zewen's strength. Only after retreating a full dozen or so steps did he stabilize his body.    

    

"He really is powerful. It's been a long time since I've fought so heartily. Alright, today let me fight for 300 rounds."    

    

After saying that, he swung his blade and charged forward again.    

    

On the other hand, Wu Shangwen was secretly shocked, the other party was actually fine after being sent flying back by his true energy. This person was indeed powerful, and the other party didn't even let the surrounding lackeys attack him; from this point, he could still be considered a man.    

    

These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and in the next moment, his body charged forward with incomparable agility. His speed was so fast that it left afterimages behind him.