This night was destined to be lively, destined to be extraordinary, and of course, it was also destined to be a sleepless night. At about 8 o'clock in the evening, there was a sudden explosion in front of the gate of Jinlong Villa. Immediately afterwards, a group of people rushed in with machetes. Then, dozens of security guards in Jinlong Villa were injured.

In the living room, Miko Matsushita knelt in front of the tea table with an ugly face. There were a few people sitting beside her at this time, with her face also ugly.

"Zhao Xiaohan really sent someone to Jinlong Villa to cause trouble? Haha, he is really brave." Miko Matsushita spoke softly, holding a cup of tea in her hand. Her voice fell, and the voice of Matsushita Nori beside her sounded: "Last time, I shouldn't have let him leave Jinlong Villa, and take his life while he is sick."

"Zhao Xiaolong, Zhao Xiaohan really called you in the afternoon?" As for Norima Matsushita's words, Miko Matsushita didn't care about them, and looked straight at Zhao Xiaolong beside her and spoke. After hearing Miko Matsushita's words, Zhao Xiaolong nodded gently and said, "Yes, he called me in the afternoon and asked me to prepare, saying that he would attack Jinlong Villa tonight."

"Haha, it's interesting. I'll say hello to me before I start." Miko Matsushita smiled coldly, turned around, and looked at Norima Matsushita on the other side and said, "Mr. Matsushita, you can take people to the gate to fight. Let's see how many people Zhao Xiaohan has sent to my Jinlong Villa tonight to cause trouble."

"Yes." Nori Matsushita nodded and walked out. In the living room, there were only Zhao Xiaolong and Miko Matsushita. After Nori Matsushita left, Miko Matsushita frowned and looked at Zhao Xiaolong and said softly: "Zhao Xiaolong, tell me, how do I treat you?"

"Not bad." There was no fluctuation on Zhao Xiaolong's face, and his expression was calm.

"I'm good to you, or Zhao Xiaohan is kind to you?" Miko Matsushita asked again, seemingly looking forward to this answer. After hearing Miko Matsushita's words, Zhao Xiaolong smiled softly and said without hesitation: "You can't compare with him. In my heart, I have lived for more than 20 years, and no one is better to me than him."

After hearing Zhao Xiaolong's answer, Miko Panasonic was surprised to be angry, but instead raised her eyebrows and smiled: "You are very honest, at least, you didn't lie to me. If one day you have to choose, would you choose to betray me, or would you choose to help Zhao Xiaohan?"

"There is no possibility." Zhao Xiaolong sneered, stood up, walked straight towards the direction outside the door. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, looked at Miko Matsushita and chuckled softly: "If there really is such a day, I will definitely choose Zhao Xiaohan. In my heart, I can give him my life at any time. You think, what else do I need to consider?"

After the words came, Zhao Xiaolong pushed the door and came out of the living room, but the moment Zhao Xiaolong turned and walked out of the living room, the smile on Miko Matsushita's face suddenly disappeared, but instead there was a strong murderous intent...

At the same time, Night Paris, Royal No. 1, Paris Spring, Sunshine Bathing Center, Night Rain Massage City, KTV, Bar, Disco, and all nightclubs under Zhao Xiaolong were attacked from unknown origins. There were about 100 people, and they entered every place. As long as they entered, they would make trouble and smash the venue. Even those who watched the venue were cut a few times, left after they were cut, and ran away after they smashed it. Their purpose seemed to be just to deliberately find fault.

"Damn it, brothers, please hold on to them!" One of the people watching the venue rushed out with a knife, but, the moment he had just rushed out, a knife suddenly appeared in front of him. Then, he felt a pain in his abdomen, lowered his head, and saw that red blood was pouring out of his lower abdomen.

That night, the Public Security Bureau was also very busy and called the police continuously. On that day, more than 200 police forces were sent to maintain public order. However, the moment the police appeared, the whole of Yanjing seemed to be in peace, and no one caused trouble in any place. However, when the police just passed by, several more places were smashed completely.

At the same time, there were also a hundred people who were ready to move, but their purpose was not to make trouble, but to really grab the scene. That night, when the night wind blew and people felt the coolness, a real killing officially began.

Shichahai, sea view villa, and hot spring, Zhao Xiaohan had a white towel on his head, and sat in the hot spring wearing only a pair of shorts, with a cigarette in his hand, leaning against the corner, and resting with a black Nokia brick machine next to the pool. From time to time, a phone call came. Although his people were not present, they controlled every battle anytime, anywhere, and the result.

"Agou, what is the situation in Jinlong Villa now? What are their reactions?" After taking a cigarette, Zhao Xiaohan did not open his eyes. He just held the phone in his hand, closed his eyes and spoke softly. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Agou's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Their reactions were very big at the beginning, but later they became much smaller. We are now fighting guerrilla warfare with them. We attacked them from time to time a few times, ran away after fighting, and came back to continue sneak attacks. Now they probably have the only feeling that is a headache, right?"

"Yes, are there any brothers injured?"

"No, no one is injured at the moment."

"Very good, keep going, be sure to keep your brothers safe."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiaohan raised his lips and a faint smile appeared. His purpose was almost achieved. I am afraid that Miko Panasonic would never have thought that his drunkenness was not in the bar? Haha, if nothing unexpected happens, she has received a lot of information about being attacked in the venue, right?

The night fell little by little, sitting in the hot spring, a cigarette passed by. When Zhao Xiaohan was about to get up from the pool, suddenly, he heard a "swoosh" sound, and a golden bullet quickly passed by his eyes. If it weren't for the sudden spread of the spiritual consciousness and his body would have subconsciously avoided it, I'm afraid that the bullet would land on his chest. In that moment, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly felt a cold sweat.

In an instant, Zhao Xiaohan quickly pulled up his bathrobe, and in a few seconds he suddenly jumped up from the pool, and then quickly found a cover and hid. Then, his spiritual sense opened up and began to look for the hidden sniper within a radius of several miles. If nothing unexpected happens, this time the sniper is the one who left an empty shell bullet on his car glass a few days ago, right?

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes, when ten minutes passed, Zhao Xiaohan relied on his spiritual sense but still did not find the hidden sniper nearby. Just as he was about to continue to spread his spiritual sense, suddenly, he saw a black figure on a big tree somewhere. It seemed like he was lying on a branch, not panicking, but instead lay there steadily, holding a black sniper rifle in his hand.

"Ha... I found it." As the spiritual sense condensed and determined where the sniper was, a sneer appeared on Zhao Xiaohan's face. Then, he turned around and a white figure ran quickly in the yard. In just a moment, Zhao Xiaohan's figure had already appeared under the big tree where the black figure was hiding.

"Don't hide, I know, you're on it, come down." The moment Zhao Xiaohan's figure stopped, his stiffness suddenly sounded. Then, he saw the black figure on the uncle move and jumping off the tree. He was wearing black camouflage outfits, and even his face was covered with oil paint. He was still holding the sniper rifle in his hand. It seemed that he didn't expect that Zhao Xiaohan would find his hiding place so quickly.

"How did you know that I'm hiding here?" The sniper's face was a little confused and surprised. The place where he hid was far enough from Zhao Xiaohan. Moreover, since the first shot, he had not made any moves at all. Did Zhao Xiaohan find his hiding place by relying on something?

"There are so many things you don't know." Zhao Xiaohan smiled coldly, raised his head, looked at the sniper, and looked at the other party's professional outfit. Zhao Xiaohan chuckled. This time, another professional killer was: "Tell me, who sent you to assassinate me?"

"You know, I can't tell you." The sniper also sneered. In an instant, the sniper rifle in his hand was still on the ground by him. Then, he saw his right hand move, and a short black pistol appeared on the cuff, and instantly pointed the muzzle at Zhao Xiaohan's forehead.

However, the moment he was about to pull the trigger, Zhao Xiaohan seemed to have already expected his movements. The moment he raised his pistol, Zhao Xiaohan's body had moved, his left foot pointed to the ground, his right foot hung in the air, and a violent elbow that blows and pulls the dead, and with a "click", it hit the sniper's shoulder.

Yes, in terms of speed, few people can surpass Zhao Xiaohan. Speed ​​has always been his specialty, especially now, he has reached the level of S. In terms of speed, few people can compete with him. What's more, the opponent is just a sniper who mainly attacks a long-range, and it is even more impossible to defeat Zhao Xiaohan with speed in close-fitting battles.
Chapter completed!