Chapter 203: Crisis

"Gangmaster, for safety reasons, I suggest canceling the trip to the Great Buddha Temple tomorrow. //Welcome to read //"

A confidant looked at the fifteenth liang of the calendar and frowned slightly: "Although there will be a life-and-death battle the day after tomorrow, the battle in Hot Spring Villa has torn down the promise that the war will not start during the truce. We almost destroyed Ye Shishi. The first floor will definitely launch an attack on you, the leader."

"They have not been moved these days, and they must be planning revenge in secret."

Zhang Xiaolin crushed the two walnuts: "I have been burning incense for thirty-eight years, which is my monthly devotion to the Buddha. The Qing Gang has developed to this point. How could I not burn incense? And if I ruin this habit, wouldn't I let the people in the martial arts world laugh at me for being timid?"

"They will all laugh at me for being afraid of Ye Shishi."

Zhang Xiaolin threw the walnuts to the Xiaoqing Snake who rushed out: "How can the strong Qing Gang bow to the first floor that is surviving? If I hadn't wanted to completely destroy Ye Shishi and Zhao Heng so that they would never turn over, I would have mobilized people to directly extinguish the first floor that was very centrifugal."

The information from the past two days was like water on Zhang Xiaolin's table. As Yan Ruyu and other old ministers left, two or three hundred people dispersed from the first floor. Now Zhao Heng and Ye Shishi have been slaughtering 500 children. Zhang Xiaolin had the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to attack, but unfortunately Zhao Heng gathered all his men at the headquarters.

All other places will be closed for rectification.

This turned the first floor into a big iron ball. Zhang Xiaolin wanted to take it but was afraid of hitting his feet. After all, he attacked the headquarters of the first floor. With Zhao Heng and his team's skills and ambition, the Qing Gang could not get it if he didn't die, but if so many people died, he should have retreated.

Since the war started in full swing, more than a thousand people have been killed or injured, and another thousand brothers have been killed or injured. Zhang Xiaolin can pay mercy and medical expenses, and his brothers will complain. These are not the most important thing. What is important is that he smelled the Ding family's breath of destroying the Qing Gang.

This made him very alert, afraid that the Qing Gang would fight with the first floor until the end, but he won the tragic victory but was stepped on by the Ding family. Zhang Xiaolin was not a leader who absolutely believed in others, so he had to retain some strength to prevent the Ding family from slashing, so he was going to wait for the group of veterans who were waiting for the scar man.

As long as he invites those veterans, he will have enough confidence to kill Zhao Heng.

At this time, the confidant was speaking out again, "Gangmaster, you have been pious for decades. You won't blame you if you don't go to Buddha once. Although the first floor is no longer in a state of climate, I think it's better to be careful, or wait for Scar to bring people back after two days to destroy Zhao Heng and the others."

"Let's apologize to the Buddha again, and wait for more than two days if you burn incense."

"What do you know?"

Zhang Xiaolin slid his fingers over the snake's head, glanced at his confidant and said, "What is important to worship Buddha is to continue, so that the Buddha will respond to all your requests. Moreover, things have reached a critical moment. I need to study Zhao Heng's book in front of the Buddha, so that it can bless me to achieve success."

The confidant took a deep breath: "But Zhao Heng,,"

"don’t worry!"

Zhang Xiaolin stuffed another walnut into the green snake's mouth, showing a scheming smile: "You really think I am arrogant and stubborn? This time I go to the Big Buddha Temple, I will add up to 300 guards, and I will secretly send 200 people to follow me. Zhao Heng really dares to come and kill me, and tell him to go but not return."

"Is this still a trap?"

The confidant's eyes lit up instantly, and he seemed to have caught something: "The leader of the gang went to the Big Buddha Temple on the 15th to incense, and he also wanted to seduce Zhao Heng and the others to assassinate him? Then he could easily trap him and kill him? This plan is good, but there are still risks."

"No matter how tight the defense is, there will inevitably be loopholes."

The confidant carefully added the previous sentence: "There are loopholes that will inevitably lead to death."

Zhang Xiaolin waved his hand and was extremely confident: "I have made arrangements!"

The sun is shining, a small teahouse not far from Qingbang, a private room of seven or eight square meters. There are more than ten plates of snacks on the table and a pot of hot tea. Two chairs are placed opposite the window, and there is a young woman sitting on each, one of whom is Yan Ruyu.

Her face was a little pale, obviously due to the injury and the effect of anesthetics. She leaned against the chair and tried not to let her left shoulder touch the backrest. At an arm's distance, she was a young girl wearing a hat. She was biting a bun with a calm smile.

"Did I kill Zhang Xiaolin? You are my person?"

The young girl put the buns into her mouth and swallowed them. Then she turned her head to look at Yan Ruyu, who looked sad, and added in a light voice: "Whatever I ask you to do? This is a permanent promise that you cannot go back on your word. You must think about it so that you will not regret it when you get it. That's not good."

"A promise is a thousand gold!"

Yan Ruyu took a deep breath and turned her head to look at the young girl seriously: "As long as you can kill Zhang Xiaolin, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you. I will never frown when I kill someone or set fire. If it is someone I can't kill or the fire I can't bear to set off, I will repay it with my own life."

The young girl laughed: "A word is certain."

"One word is certain!"

Yan Ruyu, who wanted to do something for Ye Shishi and the first floor, bit her lip and made up her promise of uncertain future, and then said lightly: "Although I admit that you are very powerful, Zhang Xiaolin is definitely not a rash person. I don't know how many people want to kill him, but he ends up killing him."

"If you do something, be careful."

The young girl picked up the tea and blew it lightly, then a faint smile passed by: "Don't worry, I will kill Zhang Xiaolin, of course I have my own way. Forgot to tell you, what I am best at is killing people. Just Zhang Xiaolin is not yet attracted to my eyes. You can wait and see tomorrow's news."

Yan Ruyu didn't say anything or persuade her. She just made a kind reminder and didn't care much about the life and death of a young girl for her kindness to a life-saving benefactor. You know, she doesn't even know the other person's name now, and she just feels that this is a very confident girl.

"I'm leaving, you go back early to rest."

The young girl put a piece of sweet cake into her mouth, then drank another cup of tea, and put two more pieces of sweet cake when she was about to leave: "Don't go out these two days. I will kill Zhang Xiaolin tomorrow. The Qing Gang's children will search for the murderer everywhere. It will be easy for them to catch you when you come out."

"I don't want something wrong with you. I still need your help in the future."

While Yan Ruyu nodded silently, the young girl put her clothes on her back, and then walked out the door with a smile. Not long after, Yan Ruyu saw her kicking the small stones on the street, walking leisurely towards the Qing Gang's door. From a distance, she looked like a young and energetic college student.

"Can she really kill Zhang Xiaolin?"

Yan Ruyu looked at the young girl's petite back and glanced at a hint of confusion and surprise. Then she heard the phone trembling slightly, and a message poured in. Yan Ruyu's heart trembled. When she opened it, she saw that there was not much nonsense on it, only four simple words:

"Leave Huahai!"

Yan Ruyu coughed, and blood almost rolled in her heart.

The next morning, six o'clock.

Twenty black bulletproof cars in Qingbang slowly drove out of the main hall, and the extended Lincoln car in the middle was particularly eye-catching. The convoy crushed a large area of ​​dust and drove towards the Great Buddha Temple in the suburbs. Five minutes later, twenty black cars followed slowly, and ten more cars were moving forward in another ten minutes.

Zhang Xiaolin drove to the Great Buddha Temple under the escort of 300 Qing Gang's children. The Qing Gang's children did not make too much noise along the way, but just talked in a low voice. This time, but everyone was carrying weapons. If they encountered any changes on the road, they would tear each other mercilessly.

God blocks kill gods and ghosts block kill ghosts! This is Zhang Xiaolin’s instruction today!

In the distance, Zhao Heng and Lu Meng looked at the continuous convoy, and a smile appeared in their eyes. Lu Meng raised his finger and smiled at Lincoln's car: "If there was a heavy sniper rifle at this time, we could easily knock down Zhang Xiaolin. Unfortunately, it is harder to do this in China than climbing to the sky."

"Even if you can get it, you won't be able to enter Huahai."

Zhao Heng smiled faintly: "What's more, Lincoln's car is not Zhang Xiaolin."

"I won't say so much, I'll inform Changkong to do things!"

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