PFC Chapter 233 Siege
Chapter 233 Siege
Facing Fan Jiang Jiao's invitation, Wang Xiaolong shook his head sarcastically, "Work for you? You can even betray your own boss, I dare not get involved with you!"
If Wang Xiaolong wanted power, would he just be a bodyguard given his status as Ma Kun's adopted son?
Wang Xiaolong didn't want to interfere in the business between these gangs at all.
He stayed because of Ma Kun's kindness.
Wang Xiaolong also contributed to Ma Kun's decision to retire from the underworld.
"Xiaolong, get rid of this traitor. I don't want to see him again." Ma Kun looked at Fan Jiangjiao and spoke coldly. He never worried whether Wang Xiaolong would betray him.
If Wang Xiaolong and Ma Xiaoling were not just brother and sister, he would be willing to marry Ma Xiaoling to Wang Xiaolong.
Wang Xiaolong nodded and walked towards Fan Jiangjiao and the others.
The black-clothed man who followed Fan Jiang Jiao couldn't control his body and retreated backwards.
Everyone in the Black Dragon Society knows that Wang Xiaolong is a good fighter.
"A bunch of losers, what are you afraid of? Is Wang Xiaolong that awesome?" Fan Jiang Jiao cursed at his men, pointed at Wang Xiaolong and shouted, "Wang Xiaolong, I gave you a chance.
Since you don't cherish it, I will send you and the old thing off today.
Brother Old Demon, Brother Stick Demon, Wang Xiaolong is in your hands! "
Following Fanjiang Jiao's shouts, two figures slowly walked towards this side.
Wang Xiaolong, who originally had a relaxed look on his face, suddenly became serious.
Not only Wang Xiaolong, but Ma Kun's expression also changed.
Because these two people are subordinates of the Fire Cloud Evil God of Rakshasa Sect.
Ma Kun's Black Dragon Society and Bai Shi's White Lion Gang can also be considered as powerful forces in Xiongzhen.
However, it is far inferior to Rakshasa Sect.
To use a metaphor, the Rakshasa Sect is equivalent to the emperor of the underworld, while the Black Dragon Society and the White Lion Gang are at most small vassal kings.
"You have defected to the Rakshasa Sect!" Ma Kun stared at Fanjiang Jiao with grim eyes.
"It's much better to hang out with Rakshasa Sect than with an old man like you." Fanjiang Jiao sneered at Ma Kun.
"By the way, Xiaoling is competing now. I haven't seen her for a long time and I miss her so much!" Fan Jiangjiao suddenly mentioned Ma Xiaoling.
Ma Kun's expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed Wang Xiaolong's hand, "Xiaolong, go to the court quickly and take Xiaoling away!"
Wang Xiaolong frowned.
Under the current situation, the only way for him to go to the stadium is to leave Ma Kun behind.
But if this happens, Ma Kun will surely die.
"Go quickly and protect Xiaoling!" Ma Kun urged. He untied the belt and wrapped it around his hand, then walked past Wang Xiaolong.
As a gang leader, although Ma Kun does not have the skills of Wang Xiaolong, he still knows how to fight.
"Leave? None of you can leave!" Fan Jiang Jiao waved his hand, and his men rushed forward and surrounded Wang Xiaolong and Ma Kun.
Ma Kun looked anxious and turned his head to look towards the court.
...
Baseball field
More than a dozen men in black suddenly broke into the stadium.
The coach, who was about to scold, recognized the man in black as a member of the Black Dragon Society and was so scared that he dared not speak.
The same thing happened to the other athletes on the field. They looked at the approaching man in black and kept backing away.
In the field, only Ma Xiaoling was not afraid. She frowned and stared at the people from the Black Dragon Society with a grim expression.
"What is Dad doing? Is he asking these guys to come over and intimidate my opponent so that he will let me win?" Ma Xiaoling muttered inwardly in dissatisfaction and looked towards the sidelines, ready to question Ma Kun.
However, Ma Kun was not seen on the sidelines, only Fang Mo and Qiu Qiu were seen sitting on the benches.
"Where's Dad!" Ma Xiaoling frowned even more.
"Those guys seem to have bad intentions towards Xiaoling." Qiu Qiu stared at the Black Dragon Society members who were walking towards Ma Xiaoling, her brows furrowed.
How dare the gang members walk so directly towards the gang leader.
“It’s not just that he has ill intentions towards Ma Xiaoling!” Fang Mo stood up from his seat.
He sensed a fight taking place in the rear parking lot.
...
parking lot
Wang Xiaolong knocked the five men in black in front of him away with his fists, and opened his arms to protect Ma Kun.
brush!
A stick shadow fell from the sky and chopped towards Wang Xiaolong.
Wang Xiaolong's alarm bells rang, and he clenched his hands into a palm and struck out from above.
boom!
The shadow of the stick and the palm collided with each other, and the powerful energy caused wrinkles on the skin on Ma Kun's face. The men in black around him staggered back with horror on their faces.
brush!
A black shadow rushed out from behind the stick monster, and a pair of black spikes pointed directly at Wang Xiaolong's chest.
The muscles in Wang Xiaolong's arms bulged, and the powerful energy blasted the iron rod away, and he chopped down with both palms.
Seeing that Wang Xiaolong was ready to die together with him, the old demon spun the black thorn in his hand and thrust it upwards.
boom!
Wang Xiaolong's palm collided with the handle of the black thorn.
The powerful force knocked the old demon back several steps.
Although Wang Xiaolong stood still, his hands were shaking violently.
The blow just now broke the bones in both of his hands.
brush!
The stick monster saw that Wang Xiaolong was injured, and attacked again with the stick.
The old monster followed behind the stick monster, ready to launch a sneak attack at any time.
The old demon and the stick demon, one of them attacks with great force and domineering moves, while the other hides in the dark and hurts people insidiously and ruthlessly. Their combined power is greater than the sum of their parts.
Wang Xiaolong was in a precarious situation facing the siege of two people.
Fan Jiang Jiao saw Wang Xiaolong being held back by the old demon and the stick demon, and sneered at Ma Kun, "Go on, whoever kills the old thing, I'll make him the big brother!"
"Kill!" Upon hearing this, Fan Jiangjiao's younger brother rushed towards Ma Kun with weapons in hand.
Ma Kun shouted angrily and took the initiative to fight back.
He grabbed a younger brother, snatched the machete from the other's hand, used the other as a meat shield, and slashed at the younger brother Fan Jiang Jiao who was coming to kill him.
"A bunch of trash!" Fan Jiangjiao looked at the group of people who were actually scared by Ma Kun, cursed angrily, and rushed towards Ma Kun.
"Flipping the River Dragon!" Ma Kun dropped the meat shield in his hand, roared, and rushed towards the flipping river dragon with red eyes.
He was very worried about Ma Xiaoling's condition.
Dangdang Dangdang!
Fan Jiang Jiao fought against Ma Kun with a dagger in both hands.
When Ma Kun was young, his martial arts skills were pretty good compared to ordinary people. Unfortunately, after becoming the boss, he lived a life of luxury and his skills declined.
He exchanged more than ten moves with Fan Jiang Jiao, and was kicked to the ground by Fan Jiang Jiao.
If Ma Kun hadn't relied on his rage, he wouldn't have been able to fight against Fan Jiang Jiao with even a dozen moves.
Fanjiang Jiao walked up to Ma Kun, stepped on him, and said sarcastically: "Old man, you are really old. You can't even hold a knife steadily."
"In this case, let me be merciful and send you to the underworld to be reincarnated as a human being as soon as possible!"
As he spoke, Fan Jiang Jiao bent down and stabbed Ma Kun in the chest with the dagger in his hand.
Just as the dagger was about to fall, Fanjiang Jiao's body suddenly flew out sideways.
"Brother Kun, let's go!" Wang Xiaolong, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, bent down, grabbed Ma Kun, and threw him out with force.
Boom!
Pfft!
A shadow of a stick and a pair of black thorns fell on Wang Xiaolong's back.
"Xiaolong!" Ma Kun, who was flying backwards in the air, saw this scene and roared loudly with his teeth gnashing.
"Ah!" Wang Xiaolong roared, his whole body full of fighting power burning. He turned around and punched the old monster and the stick monster away.
“Wang Xiaolong!” Fan Jiang Jiao climbed up from the ground, glared at Wang Xiaolong fiercely, turned around and yelled at his younger brother, “What are you all standing there for? Chase him, I must kill this old thing!”