Chapter 160 Liusha

Is the sharp blade a high-end?

Zhang Xuan's words made Han Wenrou feel a little overwhelmed.

The Blade is an official organization, how can it be regarded as a dark underground force?

Zhang Xuan looked at Han Wenrou's expression and smiled slightly, "I know what you are thinking. The underground forces in the dark do not simply refer to evil forces, but forces hidden in the dark and not known to ordinary people."

Han Wenrou nodded thoughtfully and asked Zhang Xuan again, "What about you? You should count it too?"

"Me?" Zhang Xuan pointed at himself. As soon as he was about to speak, a low scream sounded.

"Everything is ready, here!"

This low scream interrupted Zhang Xuan's words. He hurriedly pulled Han Wenrou and hid in a corner. The entire factory was extremely quiet at this moment.

A burst of dense footsteps sounded outside the factory. After listening carefully, there were absolutely no less than twenty people.

Where Jin Xin and Tian Rui were hiding, you could see the factory entrance directly. When you saw the first person walking in outside, Jin Xin's face changed.

"The quicksand man..."

Tian Rui's extremely subtle voice sounded in Jin Xin's ear, "How could the quicksand man come?"

Jin Xin shook his head, with a hint of solemnity on his face. There were only more than ten people on their side, including a few newcomers. There were more than twenty people on the side of Liusha. If there was a real conflict, Jin Xin and others would not have any problems, but the newcomers from the police force would be affected.

As the captain of the Third Strike Team of the Sharp Blade, Jin Xin is familiar with major underground forces in the world. He knows very well about the people in Quicksand that these people are not good men and women.

After the quicksand people arrived, they did not communicate with each other. They all observed the factory around, and then chose their own locations to hide. The target of these people is also the "coming" prickly peak.

The factory is not big, and there are not many places where people can hide. Whether it is sharp blades or quicksand, people have rich hidden experiences, and even the choices for hiding places are very consistent.

Looking at the movements of the people like Liusha, Tian Rui showed a hint of anxiety on her face, "What should I do?"

"Can't wait!" Jin Xin's face was decisive, "You can't let those newcomers be hurt, come out!"

As soon as Jin Xin said something, Tian Rui rushed out first. She usually looked gentle, but now she looked like a strong cheetah, very fast and appeared from the darkness.

The quicksander people obviously didn't realize that there were other people in this factory. When Tian Rui appeared, the people who were looking for a hidden place all stopped and looked at Tian Rui.

At the same time, the rest of the people from the sharp knife appeared from the dark, and the people from both sides were distributed in every corner of the factory, and a confrontation was formed at once.

It is now 9:30 pm, and the night sky emits a faint light. Whether it is a sharp blade or a quicksand person, his face is a little solemn.

This sudden extra force is unexpected to everyone.

"People from Quicksand, it shouldn't be in line with the rules for you to enter my Chinese territory so much, right?" Jin Xin pulled out a certificate from his pocket on his chest.

The person who led the quicksand was a short man. Each of them wore a mask, couldn't see clearly, and his eyes were as vicious as a poisonous snake.

After seeing Jin Xin's ID, the person in the quicksand leader sneered, "Rules? Someone has come to formulate the rules of the underground world, it's not your turn to Blade! When will you Blade start to cooperate with killers like Tsushifeng?"

"Be careful when speaking!" Jin Xin shouted loudly, "No one is allowed to slander the reputation of the sharp blade."

"Stop talking nonsense. The peak of the mountain killed our leader and put our quicksand to shame. I must hang her head high on our flag to wash away the insults of the world to our quicksand. You sharp swords, don't ask for trouble!" The short man retreated slightly, put one hand at his waist, and made a posture that he wanted to draw his sword.

Zhang Xuan, who was hiding in the dark, explained to Han Wenrou: "Freshly sand is an underground organization of the island country. The martial arts they use are also similar to sword drawing techniques. This sword drawing posture is that they are preparing for battle."

Han Wenrou listened carefully to what Zhang Xuan said. If she really got into the sharp blade in the future, she would inevitably get in touch with these things.

Han Wenrou had another doubt and asked Zhang Xuan, "What do they use to fight? There are no swords on them."

"Unless some special underground forces fight, in this case, the weapons they carry are portable, such as folding knives that can be hidden on the cuffs, soft swords that can be hidden on the waist, and all kinds of things are available. You will know when you see them more in the future."

"Can the quicksand beat the sharp blade?"

"Can't beat it." Zhang Xuan shook his head, "But can you kill you? Are you seeing the three people standing at the back? Their earlobes are larger than ordinary people. There is a special way to train listening. This is the symbol of their training. These three people have been listening to the movements in the factory. They know very well how many people are hidden in the factory."

Han Wenrou opened her mouth wide. These things really exceeded her perception.

Seeing that the man who led Liusha was pulling his sword, Jin Xin snorted coldly, "Why, you Liusha are still planning to fight with us in China?"

"I said, our purpose is to prickly peaks, and it has nothing to do with your sharp blades. If you have to interfere in this matter, our dignity of quicksand will not be trampled on by everyone!"

Tan Yuping took a step forward and said disdainfully: "Just! Your leader of Liusha was killed by a woman. I really can't figure out. What kind of dignity can you Liusha have to talk about?"

The moment Tan Yuping finished speaking, Zhang Xuan sighed in Han Wenrou's ear.

"It's over."

"What's wrong?" Han Wenrou saw Zhang Xuan's sighing look and subconsciously tightened her heart.

"People from the island country value the so-called dignity and the spirit of Bushido the most. Tan Yuping's words are enough to make them crazy. Originally, your captain was just testing the quicksand, but now this fight must be fought."

Jin Xin also shouted in his heart when Tan Yuping finished saying that, "I'm not afraid of quicksand." But how many newcomers from the police force are there?

Sure enough, the man in the leader of the quicksand was angry with Tan Yuping's words.

"Baga, die!"

A cold light flashed. As the man in the quicksand leader waved his hand, he took out a folding knife. The blade was forty centimeters, neither long nor short, and flexible.

At the same time, the rest of the people in Liusha also took out their weapons.

Jin Xin looked solemn and shouted fiercely, "Freshly Sha, you have figured it out. You really want to fight with us in China!"
Chapter completed!