The manor was filled with noise and noise. The sudden attack made everyone in the Earth Dragon Society confused. They were roaring in panic, mixed with gunshots that occasionally cut through the night.

Shen Tu Lei, Deng Gang and the four brothers of Niu easily climbed over the wall, pulled out weapons, and tiptoed to hide their bodies in the shadows. Once a single disciple of the Earth Dragon Society passed by, they would start a sudden attack and use the most ruthless means to solve the enemy.

After killing several people, Shen Tu Lei and the other four were busy changing directions and continuing to hide. For a moment, no one was discovered in this messy situation.

Bang bang!!

A strong man flew out in a spiral and backwards, hitting several people behind him, wailing on his horse, crying at his parents, and all kinds of weapons and equipment rolled all over the ground.

The long sword slashed through the air and burst out with a sharp and short roar, like a fast white wave, surrounding the necks, chests and abdomen of several Earth Dragon congregants. Only the "puff puff" sound was heard. The sound of the blade cutting the body was like a crack of silk, but there was a shocking blood splattering everywhere.

Swish!

Song Mingjing pulled a beautiful sword flower, and the blood stained on the blade rolled down. His long sword hung down and stepped forward slowly along the ground with a sad geese.

Even though there were several Earth Dragon Congs intact, they were scared at this moment. Seeing Song Mingjing coming, they were as if they had run into a demonic ghost. Not to mention catching up, they even lost the courage to escape.

The strength in their bodies seemed to have been taken away, and there was no longer the arrogance of the past that was rampant in the downtown area. They collapsed to the ground, tears and snot flowed out, and they begged tremblingly: "Don't...don't kill me!"

"Where is your leader Zhang Heizi?" Song Mingjing asked in a low voice.

"In... in the middle hall!" A congregation of the earth dragon trembled and pointed his hand at the bright area in the center of the manor.

Song Mingjing nodded slightly, flipped his palm, and the long sword jumped out like a snake, flying in the air, with a thin blade flying around, cutting off a piece of thumb.

Then he stretched out his body, and the kite turned over, and it was light and quick. It actually jumped three or five meters high and landed on a big tree branch next to it.

Before he could stand firm, Song Mingjing kicked the tree branch with one foot, took advantage of the momentum to jump up again, and rushed to the windowsill of a few meters away from the foreign building.

Click!

He reached out and grabbed the protrusion on the edge of the wall, moving and undulating like flying eaves and walking on the wall, his legs bounced, and he rushed out twenty or thirty meters in his breath.

It was not until this time that a scream like a ghost crying and howling came from behind him. Song Mingjing turned a deaf ear and rushed towards the central area quickly. Anyone who blocked the way along the way was cut by him.

In the brilliantly lit hall, there were about forty or fifty elite thugs, each holding a knife or holding a gun, looking alert, firmly surrounding the dragon leader Zhang Liuyi in the center.

Zhang Liuyi was as shaped like a thin monkey, and as dark as charcoal. Therefore, he also had the nickname of Zhang Heizi. At this time, his face was even more gloomy and terrifying. He walked around anxiously, shouting: "Which bastard dared to attack us? Have you captured it? Damn, the little guy from the Money Gang is not calm, and what kind of monsters and monsters are emerging now? Do you really think that I, Zhang Liuyi, are you so stupid?"

A big man with a square face and beard snorted, "Dragon Head! Let me take action to deal with those dogs who don't look like they dare to offend your power!"

Zhang Liuyi glanced at him, waved his hand, and laughed and said, "Why do you use a knives to kill chickens? Old Wu, you and the eagle don't need to move, just look at the little boys under his command to kill the enemy."

The big man with square face and beard bowed and agreed, but sighed in his heart.

Zhang Liuyi is indeed old, no longer has the spirit of fighting spirit he had in his prime, and even lost his courage.

He seemed rough, but in fact he was as careful as his hair. Although Zhang Liuyi tried his best to show his heroism in his tone, the big man with square face and beard could hear the cowardice.

Zhang Liuyi’s real idea is that he doesn’t want to leave him and the Eagle’s protection!

After the seven major Taishang Insurance Company of the Earth Dragon Society were lost, Zhang Liuyi was the only one who was really considered a master.

The big man with a square face and a curly beard is named Wu Shi.

Tianjin Wu Shi, the third magic gun!

Wu Shi glanced at the right head standing quietly, his eyes half open and half closed, and the eagle who had not spoken a word could not help but admire the other party's calmness.

Wu Shi was already burly and had a height of more than 1.8 meters, while the eagle was half a head taller than him. His skeleton was extremely large, but he didn't have much flesh on his body. His big hands were even more skinny, but he didn't look weak at all, but instead gave him a sense of power like a creeping tiger.

Wu Shi stared at the skinny and bone-like big hands, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

Eagles are good at using the eagle's claws to capture them. A pair of flesh palms has hundreds of kilograms of force. They can crack the human body with just one grab, and break bones and tendons.

If he had shot in his hand and the two sides were twenty meters apart, Wu Shi would have more than 90% sure to win, between ten meters and twenty meters, or both were injured. If he was within ten meters of the eagle, Wu Shi would have to accept his fate.

Suddenly, Wu Shi's eyes widened, and the sharpshooter's sharp-shot hearing made him hear some unusual sounds, which was almost an instinctive reaction. He moved his sleeves and held a pistol in his left and right hands.

In the blink of an eye, a sudden scream came from outside, and then a figure rolled into the hall with a strong wind and crashed into the crowd in front of him.

As soon as the figure appeared, a cold light flashed in Wu Shi's eyes. No hands were seen moving. Two shots shot in succession, and two blood holes were made on the person flying in.

However, Wu Shi had no joy on his face, because he had already seen clearly that the man was wearing the Earth Dragon Coat costume and hit the heads of the crowd.

Crack! Crack!

Several people who could not dodge were smashed, heavy force surged out, and the sound of bone cracks that made people's face twitch.

Amid the exclamation, the wind was roaring and a large area of ​​gravel flew out from outside, striking towards the crowd, which immediately caused waves of people to rush over and over, and the gravel hit the body. Even if its strength was not as strong as bullets, it was not much worse than that of a gun.

When it fell on the torso, it immediately felt a piercing pain. The unlucky head, face and other vital points were hit by gravel, and blood immediately splashed, falling to the sky, not knowing life and death.

The forty or fifty thugs who were originally surrounded by Zhang Liuyi were injured and knocked down in an instant, and more than half of them were wailed. The remaining birds and beasts dispersed, looking for cover to hide from each other.

Boom!

A splash of knife light suddenly lit up from the front left door, piercing into the hard wooden door like cutting tofu. With a loud noise in the hall, wood chips flew, and a large piece of wooden board was cut open by the knife light and flew into Wu Shi's direction.

"Zhang Heizi!"

The smoke and dust rolled up, and a figure vaguely swept into the hall, waving loudly.

Wu Shi rolled on the spot, avoided the wooden board and shot it, and two bullets were fired almost at the same time, one up and one hit the head of the attacker and the other hit the heart.

This intruder is Song Mingjing.

He defeated the thugs with hidden weapons learned from Situ Duoqing, and immediately broke into the door and noticed Wu Shi at first sight.

Wu Shi's shooting action fell into his eyes. It was not difficult to avoid it at his speed. Song Mingjing retreated sideways and had already avoided the bullet's shooting line, but he did not immediately expel and killed Wu Shi. Instead, a long sword in his palm was raised, and the thin blade flashed with a heart-pounding cold light, and suddenly drew a semi-circular arc and slashed in the air.

Dingding!

Two crisp combos of gold and iron clashed, bullets crashed into the knife light, sparks splashed everywhere, and broken shrapnel bounced away in the reverse direction.

Song Mingjing actually slashed the bullet with one knife!
Chapter completed!