Tripoli can be said to be a military city. Here are stationed the 3rd, 5th, and 8th Mechanized Infantry Brigades of the National Guard, the National Guard Brigade, as well as tank battalions and surface-to-air missile brigades. These troops firmly protect the security of Tripoli.

, once the war starts, these troops will launch a directional attack as soon as possible to ensure the safety of the capital.

Angel and Pussycat drove to a bar in the southeast of the city to drink and get into fights. This bar was located near a regiment of the Libyan National Guard Brigade and had always been a place for soldiers of the Guard Brigade to drink and relax.

In addition to the security brigade drinking and relaxing here, there are also some terrorist organizations taken in by Gaddafi, including some assassins and felons from various countries.

Angel and the Pussycat Dolls were teased by a group of people as soon as they entered the bar. This group was not a guard brigade soldier, but an escaped prisoner from Morocco. After being teased, Angel beat each other to death.

Blood just happened to splash onto the new clothes of a nearby terrorist group, causing a dispute, and Angel killed the terrorist alive again.

Such arrogant and domineering people have never appeared in this bar, so the people in the bar began to besiege Angel and the Pussycat Dolls, and two more people were beaten to death.

When the matter got serious, the bar owner quickly called the security group next to him and asked the security group, who had always been their protector, to handle the matter.

A platoon leader from the guard regiment came, and as soon as he showed up, he was kicked to pieces by the little wildcat. The guard regiment directly dispatched a company to control Angel and the little wildcat in the bar. Fortunately, they were not fully armed, otherwise it would be very difficult.

It is possible to shoot two people to death directly.

Omo, who was following them, saw that the matter could not end and quickly called Zhao Ziyang for help.

"Boom!...Boom!..." The roar of the engine came, and a convoy of lurkers barged towards the bar without paying any attention to the surrounding soldiers.

"Stop! Stop!" two soldiers shouted, waving to signal the Humvee at the front.

The driver of the car didn't care and crashed directly into the two soldiers.

Seeing that the Humvee did not stop, the two soldiers hurriedly moved aside to avoid being hit by the vehicle.

With a "crash", the Humvee slammed into the bar, knocking a big hole out of the wooden bar and continuing to hit the soldiers in the bar.

Several soldiers who surrounded Angel and Pussycat at the bar were knocked over in an instant, leaving a gap open.

"Ah, Zhao Ziyang!" The little wild cat holding two swords saw Zhao Ziyang coming, and shouted at Zhao Ziyang with a red face: "Are you here to fight too? Come on, come on, it's very exciting.

"Sister Wildcat, let me help you!" Following the voice, a tall and thin young man jumped out of a jeep at the back, raised his fist and hit the soldier closest to him.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the soldier was hit in the nose by the young man's punch. His nose was instantly crooked, and blood and tears flowed downwards.

"Who brought this child?" Zhao Ziyang roared angrily, pointing at Zhao Changzheng and scolding him as he started to beat him.

He was really angry. He came here to be arrogant and arrogant. His main purpose was to mediate. But this stupid young man started beating people when he came up, even if he was justified, he ignored them.

"I did it myself." Zhao Changzheng grinned at Zhao Ziyang with a cute smile.

"Get out of the way!"

Upon hearing the reminder, Zhao Changzheng suddenly dodged to the side to avoid the big foot of a soldier behind him.

"Fight!" The little wild cat opened its eyes wide and jumped onto the bar counter, kicking two soldiers over with its flying feet.

The two soldiers were kicked in the mouth, and their strong bodies flew backwards. The blood coming out of their mouths was mixed with several broken teeth.

Not to be outdone, Angel grabbed the head of the soldier closest to her and banged it hard on the hard bar.

"Bang", a muffled sound came out, and the soldier's entire face was smashed on it, and his face was strangely flat against the table under the strong force. Then his body turned back as if it was elastic,

Lying on the ground and falling into coma.

Things really couldn't be dealt with anymore. When Zhao Changzheng came up, he took action so that both parties had no room for reconciliation and had no choice but to start a fight.

"Fuck me, hit me!" Zhao Ziyang shouted loudly, kicking the soldier who was running towards him and sending him flying backwards and falling into the crowd.

"Hit it hard, quack quack..." Omo's strange cry came out. He adjusted his body into a half-squatting position, with his left foot in front and his right foot in the back. Then he suddenly exerted force and ran forward.

It crashed towards the group of soldiers with a rumble.

The polar bear-like Omo was like a humanoid tank, knocking the group of soldiers off their feet. After the collision, he changed direction and continued to ram back. This was repeated several times, and the formation of the group of soldiers was completely disrupted.

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"Trash, come on, beat me!" An officer shouted angrily and ordered the soldiers to rush towards Zhao Ziyang and others.

Nearly a hundred soldiers gathered in small groups to attack the lurkers who were not numerically superior. Chairs, wine bottles, and tables flew everywhere, setting off a chaotic hand-to-hand battle.

With a "crash", a wine bottle flew to Omo's head, smashing a bloody hole in his head. The red wine in the bottle found the best outlet and poured it all over Omo's head and face, letting Omo see.

He looks like a bloody man.

"Fuck You!" Omo yelled angrily, wiping a mixture of wine and blood on his face to look for the bastard who hit him with a wine bottle.

But looking around, in addition to people, bottles were flying all over the bar. From time to time, people were hit by bottles and fell to the ground. Glass shards were all over the bar floor. No matter who fell down, there would definitely be a lot of glass shards embedded in their bodies.

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A bottle of red wine was thrown straight at Omo, and Omo saw clearly that the person who threw the bottle was the little wild cat who threw the two knives aside.

"Hey, big stupid bear, be careful!"

Omo tilted his head to avoid the bottle, and the sound of the bottle colliding with the face was heard behind him.

"Idiot! Bastard!" Omo was furious and cursed loudly.

With a "crash", a chair hit him hard and fell apart immediately.

"Ouch..."

Following the roar, Omo grabbed the body of the soldier who attacked him and threw it violently outside the bar. At the same time, he swung his left fist the size of a vinegar jar and hit another soldier.

There was a muffled sound of "boom", and the soldier was knocked straight to the ground, his eyes bulged outwards, and the corners of his mouth were tilted to one side and he passed out.

"Come, baby, oooooooooo..." Dao Feng opened his fighting stance and shouted at the soldiers besieging him. When the opponent rushed towards him, he struck back and knocked the opponent to the ground with one elbow.

"Aww...Chinese Kung Fu, Li-Xiao-Long-ahww..."

Several wooden sticks hit the blade at the same time, knocking the blade so hard that it almost fell to the ground. Bruce Lee's signature move was also completely interrupted.

"You idiot Daofeng, why do you care about Xiaolong? Damn you!" Zhao Changzheng cursed Daofeng loudly and threw him a brick that he found from nowhere.

The blade holding the brick was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to use this weapon.

"Shout with your head, knock one down with one brick!" Zhao Changzheng loudly told Daofeng how to use this weapon, and demonstrated to the opponent with one brick and knock him down.

Looking at Zhao Changzheng who was shouting happily, Dao Feng immediately realized the powerful power of the bricks, and immediately followed this method and started shouting bricks with wind, one brick at a time, absolutely clean and neat.

"Ouch...call upon the head, call upon the head..."

The melee was extremely heated. There were hundreds of people from a company of the security regiment, plus more than twenty lurkers, so the bar was packed to the brim. In this kind of melee, it's impossible not to lose, no matter who you are.

Zhao Zi, who had a bloody gash on his forehead, was lying next to him. All his hands and feet were broken without exception. In this kind of group fight, don't even think about knocking out the opponent completely. The best way is to break his hands and feet to make him completely stunned.

Loss of combat effectiveness.

After wiping the blood on his face, Zhao Ziyang widened his eyes and strode towards the soldiers in front.

At this moment, Angel's cry came from the corner of the bar. Looking along the sound, Zhao Ziyang saw that Angel was hit hard on the neck with a wooden stick, and a shocking purple-red color appeared on the white and tender neck.

"You scolded the guy next door!" An extremely vulgar curse came from Zhao Ziyang's mouth. His blood-covered face showed a strong bloodthirsty ferocity, and he suddenly rushed towards Angel's direction.

With a "click" sound, Zhao Ziyang pinched the soldier who had just slapped An Qier with a stick. He used both hands to break the soldier's wrist that was holding the stick, threw him to the ground, and kicked him in the chest.

There was a muffled sound of bones breaking. The soldier's body bowed like a prawn after he stepped on his chest, and blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. At least half of his sternum was broken by this kick.

"Kill me!" A murderous roar burst out from Zhao Ziyang's chest and abdomen, and he ordered the mercenary group to start killing these soldiers.

Don't mess with anyone but An Qier. Zhao Ziyang is not afraid of physical pain, he is only afraid of heartache, but Angel is the one who can make him feel heartache.

There was a "pop" and the muffled sound of a saber entering his body. Zhao Ziyang's face twitched. He was stabbed from behind.

"Roar!" "Crack!"

The roar was accompanied by the sound of the saber blade breaking. Zhao Ziyang turned around and clamped the opponent's blade with his back muscles, twisting the opponent's saber in half with the strength of his turn.

"Tsk..." A blood arrow shot out and sprayed Zhao Ziyang in the face.

Angel behind him directly grabbed the long knife dropped by the little wild cat and stabbed it into the soldier's body, then rotated it and pulled it out, bringing out a bloody arrow.

The situation was completely out of control, and the lurkers began to kill these soldiers. They were not good-tempered, and they did not care that they were killing the Libyan security brigade responsible for the security of the capital.

"I'm going to grab the machine gun!" Omo shouted, knocking away the two people in front of him and running towards the jeep.

Hearing Omo's voice, two officers from the guard brigade carrying pistols immediately drew their guns and aimed at Omo, preparing to kill him.

"Poof! Poof!"

"ah!……"

The pistols fell to the ground, and the two officers held their palms and cried out in pain, looking at the ancient coins deeply embedded in them.

"Da da da..." Suddenly there was a crisp sound of gunfire outside, and then Omo was forced back by a tall, beautiful woman wearing a beret with a gun to her head.

The chaos in the bar stopped instantly, and the two sides stopped beating each other the moment gunshots were fired.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!..."

There was also the sound of objects colliding with flesh from the corner, which disappeared after a while. Zhao Changzheng stood up from the corner, grinned, put the blood-stained bricks on his hands aside, and clapped his hands as if nothing happened.

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"Little girl, if you don't move your gun away, I will be rude to you." Omo made a threatening voice, with a strong murderous look in his eyes.

"You'd better be honest, otherwise your head will explode right now." The girl who held the gun against Omo's head made a cold voice.

At the same time, several tall women wearing berets entered the bar with guns and pointed the black barrels at Zhao Ziyang and others.
Chapter completed!