Feiteng Security Group has not many floors, only fifteen floors. According to novels and TV series, the boss usually is on the top floor.

In other words, the female spider should be on the fifteenth floor, and the members of other black hand organizations should be distributed on each floor.

The door was locked now, and Situ Haitang was back, and Su Yu waved his hand.

"Let's go, today I'll turn him upside down!"

Several people walked up the stairs. As soon as they arrived at the third floor, they heard the chaotic footsteps. They turned around the corner and met several thugs who were rushing towards them.

The thugs obviously didn't know what happened. They were originally lying in the room and were lazy. They only heard someone shouting for help. As soon as they came out, they met Su Yu and other strangers.

"Who are you?"

"I am your ancestor!"

Su Yu didn't say anything nonsense, and went up and kicked the man in the chest. The other party flew out, and even the door of the stairs aisle flew out.

Before the others could react, Situ Haitang, Xiaobing, Wuma Zhongtang, and Wuma Xiaxuan had already taken action. In just a few breaths, all the thugs were knocked to the ground.

Su Yu walked up to a man, raised his foot and kicked the other person in the butt, and said coldly: "Do you know where Wu Ma Wenbin is?"

The man seems to be a heroic movie and has watched too many movies, and he looks like he is still alive and stubborn, saying, "I want me to betray our boss, you dream!"

While his mouth was stubborn, Xiaobing had already walked up and raised his high heels to step on the man's vital points. While stepping on it, he still rubbed it hard.

"ah!!!"

The man let out a painful wail. This kick not only scattered, but even the egg yolk was smashed, and it started to roll in pain.

Su Yu put his eyes on another thug again.

"you say."

Looking at his companion's distorted face, the thug did not dare to show his personal heroism, and quickly admitted his timidity: "I said, Wu Ma Wenbin is in the office on the top floor. Don't kill me if you care about me."

"Is Wu Ma Wenbin alone? Where are the Westerners with him?"

"Everyone is there, they are all on the upper floor, and they usually have nothing to do."

Su Yu continued to ask: "How many people are there in the Westerners? And how many people are there in your building?"

The thug answered honestly: "There are only a few Westerners in charge of business, and the rest are thugs like me, with a total of 200 people."

Two hundred people are indeed not a small number, and there are numerical suppression in front of ordinary masters. However, for Su Yu and his men, it is another situation. Let’s not talk about Su Yu’s ceiling combat power for now.

Just Situ Haitang's large-scale hidden weapon skill "Turgling Rain Pear Blossom" can kill everything in an instant.

Xiaobing's thin sword cuts iron like mud and seals his throat. If he rushes into the crowd, it will be like a tiger going down the mountain. He will not even cut a cabbage with his hands. The blood flows across the body without blinking his eyes.

Not to mention Wuma Zhongtang and Wuma Xiaxuan, the combination of their brothers and brothers is just like the Turtle Sect Qigong. Once they are used, they will definitely fall down.

"Uncle, I have explained everything I should give. Let me have a way out. Don't let me be a eunuch. My mother is still waiting to hold her grandson..."

This kind of small person has no other effect except in the way. When he came, Su Yu had already notified the two brothers Ping Jiashi in advance that the thugs of Feiteng Group could be handed over to them.

After knocking all the thugs out, the group continued to walk up the upper floor along the stairs.

When we reached the sixth floor, the sound of iron tools knocking came from the stairs corridor.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

After pushing open the door, two Western men who looked almost the same, wearing suits and holding sabers, appeared in front of Su Yu and the others, and held a knife to block the way. They looked like they were twin brothers, and even the pair of hooked noses looked the same.

"We were surprised that Lord Shura would visit him in person. There is an old Chinese saying that it is good. It is a great honor to have friends coming from afar."

Listening to the Westerners talking in hot Chinese language and talking in the twists and turns of classical Chinese, Su Yu looked bored.

"Huaxia is not the place where you guys should come, and I and you are not friends! I want to die and cut off my arm, kneel on the ground and make a way out, otherwise I will send you to hell now!"

They naturally knew the strength of Xuanmen Shura. They originally wanted to try to negotiate one after another, but after hearing Su Yu's aggressiveness, their face became ugly and said coldly:

"I have heard that Lord Shura is a talented genius that is rare in a century. Today, we two brothers will learn about it and see how much water there is in this name."

After saying that, he raised the saber in his hand, without any tricks, and slashed straight towards Su Yu's head.

The saber attacked quickly and was full of force. It was obvious that both of them were experts in using swords. Just as the blade was about to land on Su Yu's head, Xiao Bing's figure suddenly appeared, blocking the smile but silent Su Yu.

"Zheng!"

Accompanied by the friction between the thin sword and the scabbard, Xiaobing's thin sword was unsheathed, holding the sword across his arms blocking the attacking sabbar.

"You are not qualified to let my boss take action!"

The twins recognized the thin sword that emitted cold air and said with anger: "You are Leng Bing Sheath!"

Xiaobing was still silent and did not answer the other party's angry question.

The man couldn't get Xiao Bing's answer and asked and answered himself: "This thin sword will never go wrong. You are the cold soldier sheath of one of the Thirteen Taibaos in Xuanmen!"

"Do you remember two years ago, you killed a man named Robert, and that's our eldest brother!"

Xiaobing said disdainfully: "There are too many people who die under my sword. I can never remember the name of the waste!"

This sentence completely angered the twin brothers and their facial features became fierce.

"Leng Bingshelf, it's really time for you to come. We can save us all the troubles to seek revenge on you. Today we will calculate the new and old hatreds together!"

After saying that, the two of them moved the blade sideways and cut the saber towards Xiaobing's head.

The two brothers Wu and Ma who stood behind him couldn't stand the two big men bullying a girl. They were about to come forward to help, but were blocked by Su Yu.

"Don't worry, two seniors. Just because they are two, they are far from Xiaobing's opponents."

With Su Yu's words, the Wuma brothers were not good at saying anything, so they had to stand aside and watch the battle situation of one against two.

Facing the attacking blade, Xiaobing quickly leaned back, waved his arm to control the long sword, and blocked the fierce saber.

The twin brothers lost their balance and revealed flaws under the influence of the blade's inertia.

The winner of the master's battle was just a moment. As the Thirteenth Grandmaster of Xuanmen, Xiaobing was also Su Yu's left and right hands. Such details could naturally escape her eyes.

The sword body quickly rotated, and the thin sword that was originally held horizontally became a straight grip. The thunder thunder pierced out and headed straight for one of the people's hearts.

The sharp sword stabbed the man's body, and a metal sound came from the sound. The tip of the sword did not pierce the flesh, but remained outside the skin and never entered the slightest.

The Western man stabbed by the sword showed a mocking smile on his lips, and his gloved hand held the tip of the sword, and his eyes were filled with a cunning look of conspiracy.

At this moment, another ignored man suddenly appeared behind Xiaobing, jumped up, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed towards Xiaobing's sky spiritual cover.

Before the sword falls, you can feel the qi of the wind. If this sword is really hit, under the huge force, your whole body will be divided into two by the saber and end up being dismembered.

Xiaobing frowned at one of his rare brows. He did not choose to abandon the sword and avoid it. Instead, he broke the rules and kicked a beautiful somersault kick on the chest of the man holding the sword.

"Bang!"

This kick was not only fast, but also had a very domineering explosive power. It was originally used to smash the man's heart with the power of one blow, but when it kicked the man's chest, a dull sound came from the other person's body, and the man only took a few steps back and did not achieve the effect of falling to the ground and dying.

However, it was also because of this kick that the other party spread out his palm holding the sword body.

Xiaobing regained control of the sword. Before he could turn over and land, his arm quickly reacted and raised the sword to block the sabre that another man slashed.

"Bang!"

The saber slashed hard on the sword, accompanied by the sound of metal collision, and sparks splashed in the air.

The man was extremely powerful. After Xiaobing raised his sword and took the knife, his body, which was already hanging in the air, flew out with the stimulation of force.

After all, Xiaobing is also a master of Xuanmen, so he will not be so embarrassed that he is at a loss. The proud figure wrapped in the leather jacket is like a light feather, flipped and rotated in the air for a circle, and his body landed steadily.

After landing, the thin sword in his hand was still vibrating at a high frequency under the huge impact. Xiaobing's slender jade fingers holding the hilt of the sword exerted a little force, and the sword body stopped shaking, then raised his cold eyes and looked at the other party.

The two men did not expect that the other party could avoid the killing move just now, and their eyes showed unwillingness, but at the same time they had a lot of jokes.

The man who was stabbed into the body by a thin sword and was supposed to die took the initiative to stand up and smiled: "Isn't it strange? Why your offensive can't work for me? Let you die today!"

After saying that, the two of them took off their gloves simultaneously, held a pair of mechanical palms in the air, and said proudly: "We have seen my brother's body. I know you are a master of swords. In order to deal with you, I specially replaced it with a modified mechanical arm."

"We have been thinking about a way to kill you in the past two years. In order to get revenge, we have no choice but to transform ourselves."

As he said that, he pulled open his clothes and exposed the metal-like skin, which explained clearly why Xiaobing's two attacks had not worked.

Su Yu was dumbfounded when he saw someone for revenge, for the first time he had given up his flesh and blood body and transformed it into a cold iron lump.

As expected, dark forces like the Black Hand Organization, even members distort their thoughts, and evil forces are evil forces.

"Leng Bingshoe, we brothers have thoroughly studied your offensive method. There is no possibility of winning here at all. With our steel body, all of you are no match for you. Let's give up resisting and wait for death! Hahahaha..."

Xiaobing's eyes were cold, and murderous aura spread across her arms to the sword body, and the surrounding air was filled with cold air.

Su Yu felt the changes around him and knew that Xiaobing was completely angry. He had already released all his strength. These two men were probably not far from death.

The man's words had just fallen, and the pride in his eyes had not lasted for long, and the shock suddenly surged out of him was replaced.

Xiaobing, who was originally a few steps away, appeared in front of them in just one breath.

"So fast!!!"

The man who was close to him felt the murderous intent emitted from the sword, and his soul became frightened uncontrollably and instinctively raised his saber to resist.

"Bang!"

The thin sword full of murderous intent fell on the blade, accompanied by a muffled metal sound, and the blade completely broke and was directly divided into two by the sharp blade.

After cutting off the saber, the blade remained unabated. A very deep cut was left on the iron sheet exposed on the man's chest, revealing the flesh and blood in the transformed body.
To be continued...