The blade shifted, slashing across Huang Ge's face, leaving a blood mark.

Huang Hanzhou's movements were stiff, and there was obviously a big accident.

When he thought Qin Lang would die, Qin Lang suddenly grabbed Huang Ge and met Huang Hanzhou's blade. Fortunately, the knife was drawn in time, otherwise the part where Huang Ge was hit was not his cheek, but his throat.

flutter!

Just as Huang Hanzhou was stiff, Qin Lang put Huang Ge on his back and instantly picked up the half-cut knife on the ground. The tip of the knife was outward and pierced into Huang Hanzhou's heart like lightning.

All the wind stopped and there was a silence everywhere.

The battle is over.

Wu Yong's smile suddenly became stiff, and the cigar in his mouth slid on the ground.

Meng Mingming was stunned at this time.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" No one believed it, the sudden change in this moment.

But the bloody fact was in front of me, and blood flowed down.

Dripping and splashing on the floor.

Huang Hanzhou looked at the broken knife in front of his chest, his face was incredible, his body leaned and fell softly to the ground.

There were a few more blood flowers on Huang Ge's face.

People were stunned and looked at Qin Lang shaking in the hall.

Qin Lang carried Huang Ge onto the sofa and bent down to look at Huang Hanzhou: "Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry."

Then he slowly closed Huang Hanzhou's eyes, and used Huang Ge to block the knife just now, but he had no choice but to do so.

"Uncle Zhou doesn't blame you. Uncle Zhou should have protected you, but he stabbed you and wanted to kill you..." Huang Hanzhou felt a little chilled and shivered.

"I'm right no matter how you fight back..." Huang Hanzhou's mouth curled up a desolate smile.

A soft light flashed in Qin Lang's eyes: "Don't struggle, I didn't stab your heart with this knife. Oh, it's really bad."

"You use too much force now and it will cause the heart to crack and cause death."

Qin Lang did not give up the grace of a meal and the friendship between the two. After all, he was the father of his brother.

"You go and join your Ghost Doctor, I will continue to fight." Qin Lang gasped and said.

"Thank you, Qin Lang." Huang Hanzhou smiled: 'Thank you, you are a good young man, but Uncle Zhou can't do this.'

Huang Hanzhou's face suddenly became calm: "I still say the same thing, your world is always so clean, there are no lies, no filth, no conspiracy."

"I can't stand the temptation of the flower world and make mistakes again and again. If possible, I promise me that Huang Ge will be regarded as my brother for my lifetime, and Ren Hao and Yin Ting are all good children."

"The Ghost Doctor Sect does not accept the weak, and the Sky Eagle Chamber of Commerce will not let me go. I am not worthy of being your elder, so I should leave."

Qin Lang couldn't help but hold his lips in his arms: "Uncle, the future is still long, don't say such words..."

"Goodbye..." Huang Hanzhou smiled, smiling as kind as before, and then suddenly stabbed the knife with a backhand, and then stabbed the knife directly into the throat, quickly and fiercely, and immediately killed him.

Qin Lang quickly went to grab the knife, but it was still late. Huang Hanzhou died very decisively.

A drop of water rolled in the corner of Qin Lang's eyes, and Qin Lang sighed: "The wind is blowing."

But he didn't think about how the wind would blow in a villa hall.

At this time, Wu Yong waved his hand and said sternly: "Come on me!"

"Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack..." The people from the Sky Eagle Chamber of Commerce surrounded Qin Lang.

"Be sure to kill today, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable..." Wu Yong said gloomyly.

Qin Lang had already thought about death, but he would not surrender. Song Xueer lay on the ground, watching Qin Lang surrounded by people, with black air on her face filled with pain.

However, at this moment, the sound of pulling the gun bolts was suddenly everywhere outside, and a loudspeaker of a treble sounded outside: "Listen to the people inside!"

"Listen to the people inside!"

"Put down your weapons immediately and come out to surrender! Otherwise, kill them without any hesitation!"

Wu Yong was stunned and looked up at the surroundings, wondering: "Where did this send someone?"

"Where are you from?" Wu Yong clasped his fists and yelled: "It's not a misunderstanding, right? I am Wu Yong from the Sky Eagle Chamber of Commerce. I invite my friends to give you three points of face, so don't hurt the harmony!"

"And also, Meng Mingming, Young Master Meng, he is Mr. Meng Yaodong's son. People outside, wouldn't they not know about it, right?"

Wu Yong shouted, "People huh and began to guard against the movements outside."

After a moment of silence outside, Wu Yong and Meng Mingming looked at each other and smiled proudly. Whoever dared to touch their reverse scales was simply seeking death.

"Hahahaha." There was a burst of laughter outside, and then the sound of the loudspeaker turned into a magnetic tenor:

"I don't care what the hell do you know, what kind of dog you know, get out of here, otherwise I will swear you in one shot, I will count it and immediately roll out with my head in my arms, one..."

"two!"

The tenor was unquestionable. At this time, Wu Yong jumped outside and looked at it, and his face turned pale. He saw that there were indeed seven or eight people holding rocket launchers on the roof facing each other, aiming at the Zijun Villa.

"Four!"

"Stop! Stop! I'll go! I'll go!" Wu Yong shouted in a roar, while Meng Mingming's face turned pale.

Where did the hell do this group of people come from? The one who intercepted the slaughter?

A group of people put down their weapons and walked out in a walk. Saving their lives is important, and revenge is placed second.

"Let me go and let Qin Lang and the other hostages go, otherwise one will fall out!"

The tenor's tone was firm, and no one suspected that he was intimidating.

Sure enough, there was another sound of pulling a gun outside, and it seemed that there were many people around outside.

Wu Yong and Meng Mingming came out with their heads in their arms, secretly regretting their carelessness this time. They didn't bring a few more guns, otherwise what if the other party was rocket launcher, what if they were fucking.

Thinking of this in his heart, Wu Yong walked out of the hall with his head in his arms, and was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw that the Zijun villa was covered with dense men in black clothes. Everyone was covered with faces, only their eyes were exposed, and there were a small shiny submachine gun in his hand, and there were about a few hundred people.

Wu Yong was secretly shocked, and Meng Mingming also changed color.

"Be honest! Be honest with me, raise your hands to your head!" the tenor on the roof roared.

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Death is extremely bloody and cruel.

Now, everyone obediently hugged their heads, bowed their bodies and walked out carefully.

Silence is like a chilling cicada.

Wu Yong and Meng Mingming secretly gritted their teeth, and lost several brothers at once. The key is that they are all well-known and are now being criticized. They will be a laughing stock in the world in the future.

"Where are you brothers? I'll visit you in the future, so there's a way!"

Wu Yong suddenly said loudly, he had to shout in this voice, after all, he was also on the road. If he lost the formation, he could not lose the person, and he would have to mess up in the future.

This sentence has a faint threatening meaning, which means that I have to find this scene in the future.

The next scene, the sweat beads on Wu Yong's face suddenly rolled down, and several people holding a bazooka on the roof surrounded him from all sides, pointing at Wu Yong, as if he was about to fire at any time.
Chapter completed!