."

Seeing Dongsong's insistence, the mother had no choice but to go back to the bedroom, pack some changes of clothes, and leave the house with her son. On the way to the hotel, the mother asked: "Don't you just have a party at night? I can just make you something to eat."

Yes, it’s only 12 noon now. Isn’t it too early? Will the charge be more expensive?”

Zhao Dongsong replied with a smile on his face: "Mom, we are all grown up now. We can take care of ourselves. You go to the hotel to book a room first, and then go to the mall to buy me some thick clothes. I will go out with my friends tomorrow.

It's just right to wear when playing." When my mother heard this, she quickly smiled and said, "Well, your dad and I will go to that newly opened department store to take a look. It seems that there will be discounts in the first three days.

, you wear whatever I buy, and don’t feel ugly again when the time comes.”

Zhao Dongsong didn't care about the style of his clothes at this time. He just hoped that his parents could reach a safe place as soon as possible. Of course, the hotel he chose would not be the previous Holy Port, but a famous hotel on the main road in the city.

Qianxi’s five-star hotel

An hour later, Zhao Dongsong carefully returned to his home. After making sure that no one was following him, he closed the door tightly. At this time, Xue Zhongtang was sitting on the sofa in the living room, wiping his samurai knife with a rag.

knife, while Xue Wenwen was watching TV with interest

Seeing this scene, Zhao Dongsong said depressedly: "It seems that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry. Tell me, do you have any good countermeasures?"

Xue Zhongtang waved the knife in his hand a few times and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, maybe we are just scaring ourselves? As the saying goes, I have been walking by the river for a long time, turning back every two steps, always worrying about the people I meet.

They are all extremely evil people, and they seem to have almost forgotten that there are still many good people in this world."

Zhao Dongsong smiled bitterly, walked to the sofa and sat down. After thinking about it, he replied: "Maybe what you said is right, maybe those people are really just ordinary social gangsters, and they will not be like the ones you met before.

He Chong and others”

Although Xue Zhongtang's idea is not unreasonable, things will not develop as they think, and this young man named Acan is not an ordinary gangster. His father, Huang Wenbin, owns the largest underground gang in the city.

Casino, although his organization does not belong to the traditional underworld gangs, he has a very harmonious cooperative relationship with these gangs, because the bosses like to send some black money to Huang Wenbin for bleaching. After a long time, Huang Wenbin

Under the promotion of these bosses, Huang Wenbin's casino business grew bigger and bigger, and even some dirty government officials often patronized him. It can be said that the two sides of black and white met. There is another most important factor, which is Huang Wenbin's

Next to him, there is a young man who is very skilled. Every time someone makes trouble in the casino or wants to harm Huang Wenbin, he will kill every one of them. This young man is always well-dressed and gives people a gentle manner.

impression, but when he kills, he is like a beast. Someone once saw him tearing an opponent's arm from his shoulder alive.

…

Seeing that the clock on the wall had pointed to two o'clock at midnight, Xue Zhongtang immediately sat up from the sofa, because according to the gangster's habits, this is the time when a person is most confused and sleepy, and he usually takes advantage of this point.

Down

Things were just as they had imagined. Zhao Dongsong, who was secretly hiding on the balcony, heard bursts of hurried footsteps. Through the faint moonlight, he discovered that at least ten people in dark coats slowly entered the corridor.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Dongsong hurriedly notified Xue Zhongtang who was leaning on the sofa in the living room. The latter immediately held the samurai sword tightly in his hand, then slowly leaned on the left side of the room, and let Zhao Dongsong take it with him.

Xue Wenwen hid in the bedroom and did not come out. If anything happened, she would immediately escape from the balcony while she was trying to find a way to meet them.

Xue Zhongtang, who put his ear against the door of the room, carefully checked the movement outside. Those people seemed to have stopped when they came to the door of Zhao Dongsong's house, and did not make any sound. This behavior made Xue Zhongtang feel very strange.

Is the other party waiting for something?

At this time, he suddenly heard movement on the balcony, and immediately realized that the enemy was divided into two groups. In desperation, Xue Zhongtang ran across the hall in a few steps, aimed at an enemy who had just poked his head in, and kicked him down. The man was painfully miserable.

He screamed and fell down from the balcony.

Just when Xue Zhongtang was about to withdraw and return to the door, he heard a bang and the door was opened. A young man wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed eyes walked in.

Because of Zhao Dongsong, Li Lu couldn't sleep for the past two days, wondering what the other party was doing. Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Dongsong's number.

Zhao Dongsong, who was hiding in the house, hurriedly answered the phone and replied: "Why are you calling me so late?" Li Lu smiled and replied: "It's okay, I just wanted to make a call to see if you were asleep."

At this time, Zhao Dongsong was not in the mood to chat, so he hurriedly replied: "I have something to do now, I will get back to you later, that's all." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

You, it seems that I really miss you."

Zhao Dongsong replied in a low voice with a sad face: "You are still joking at this time, remember to hide behind me later and don't be impulsive."

Xue Zhongtang held a samurai sword in his hand and carefully looked at the young man who walked in. After seeing his elegant dress, he smiled and said with a raised corner of his mouth: "A gangster dressed like you can be regarded as a progress in society."

The young man smiled helplessly, looked at Xue Zhongtang holding the knife and said with a smile: "What age are we in, of course we have to keep up with the trend, even gangsters have to show some image, don't you think so?"

Xue Zhongtang stared closely at this man. Although he did not hold any weapons in his hands, it was obvious from the way he walked that he was definitely a master of extraordinary skills, especially when he fell on the fallen door planks.

With a deep palm print

The young man took out a tissue from his pocket, covered his mouth, coughed twice, and said softly to a group of thugs with fierce expressions behind him: "The boss told me not to kill people casually. I will leave this handsome guy to you. Remember."

Live, live." After saying that, he walked to the sofa beside him and sat down.

After the young man got out of the way, the thugs slowly approached Xue Zhongtang in the center of the living room step by step with machetes in their hands. The latter laughed and said: "Don't worry, I think your boss will leave him if he is so well-educated."

One of you is a corpse.”

The three thugs in front roared and slashed at Xue Zhongtang with their machetes. The latter stepped back slightly, swung the knife horizontally with both hands, and slashed at the attacker with lightning speed, centered on himself.

In the flash of lightning, a blood mark appeared on the necks of the three of them, and the three of them always maintained the posture of raising the sword. It turned out that Xue Zhongtang's samurai sword itself was much longer than some weapons such as machetes.

, so the range of its attack also expanded, especially the tip of the knife. After special polishing, it was almost transparent, so the three thugs just felt a cold light flash in front of their eyes, and then they knew nothing.

Xue Zhongtang gently pushed one of the thugs with his hand, and saw the man fall down without a word. At the same time, the shock caused by falling to the ground also caused the two people next to him to collapse together. And every time

Everyone's neck began to spurt out hot blood.

After seeing this posture, the other thugs began to be afraid. The opponent just easily killed the three brothers silently with one knife. Wasn't he looking for death if he rushed forward? So everyone turned their eyes to their faces and seemed to be unable to see any surprise.

of young people.

The young man sitting on the sofa laughed, clapped his hands vigorously, and said with a smile: "You must be Mr. Xue Zhongtang, the powerful young man in Guangdong, right?"

Xue Zhongtang put down the knife, looked at the young man and said with a smile: "It seems that my reputation has also spread to the mainland. I am really honored."

The young man hurriedly raised two fingers, shook his head and said with a smile: "I just guessed, because your accent sounds like a Cantonese, and isn't your name engraved on your knife?"

Xue Zhongtang retracted his previous smile, but changed his expression to a cold expression and said to the young man: "Do you know the consequences of offending me?" The young man said several times in succession and got up and walked over to the ones that had broken bones.

The angry thugs stood next to them, took off their suits and covered their faces, then rolled up the sleeves of their shirts and said with a smile: "It should be said that my hands are immortal. Now that I know your name,

You will definitely die today”

After the young man slipped to the side where Xue Zhong was lying, he raised a palm and struck his temple.

, his body immediately sank, his feet moved sideways, he ducked behind him and saw that the young man's back was fully extended within his attack range, he sneered, said: "I'm sorry," and then slashed hard.

Xue Zhongtang believed that the knife was aimed at the young man's spine, and it hit with great force. At the moment when the sharp blade touched the young man's back, something happened that shocked Xue Zhongtang.

A sound like a metal collision reached everyone's ears. Xue Zhongtang was sure that he had hit his opponent's back, but why did he feel so strange? It was as if he had hit a piece of pig iron-like material. At this time, there were only three words.

What appeared in Xue Zhongtang's mind was the "Golden Bell"

According to legend, the Golden Bell is the supreme master in Shaolin. People who master this martial art are not only as hard as steel, and will not be afraid of any cold weapons. They can also use every part of their body as a highly destructive weapon.

But many people have seen this Kung Fu on TV. Although it exists in real life, it is very rare. After all, this kind of Kung Fu is really difficult to practice. As for some street performances such as chest-breaking boulders, they are relatively

It was just an ordinary qigong, but now Xue Zhongtang encountered it alive.

Just when Xue Zhongtang was surprised, the young man suddenly turned around quickly, held the katana tightly with his palm, and then continued to use the power of his wrist to roll the entire blade around his arm, listening to the sound coming from his sword.

Xue Zhongtang's eyes suddenly turned red when he heard the creaking sound, and he raised his foot to sweep towards the right side of the young man's head.

This time Xue Zhongtang still kicked his opponent, but except for a slight shake of the opponent's head, there was no other serious problem. Instead, a numbness came from the instep of his own feet.

The young man sneered, and his eyes seemed to show the excitement of catching prey. Before Xue Zhongtang's right foot could be withdrawn, he quickly flashed a palm and slapped the opponent's right rib hard.

Xue Zhongtang spit out a trace of blood after being hit, and after letting out a muffled groan from his throat, his whole body flew back and hit the wall of the living room heavily.

After seeing how vulnerable his opponent was, the young man laughed loudly and said, "Your sword skills are good, but it's a pity that your boxing and kick skills disappoint me." After saying that, he threw the already bent samurai sword wrapped around his arm on the ground.

Then he stepped firmly on the part with the three characters Xue Zhongtang engraved on it with the soles of his feet.

Xue Zhongtang, who got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer: "I think you are nothing more than that."

The young man's eyes widened, he raised two fingers, shook them, and said with a smile: "I just used less than 30% of my strength. If my guess is correct, don't you feel very strong where I hit you?"

Burning? And it’s starting to be a little difficult to breathe?”

Although Xue Zhongtang looked fine on the surface at this time, the actual situation was just as the young man guessed. His right rib seemed to have been scalded by boiling water, and the palm seemed to have injured him.

My lungs always feel uncomfortable when I breathe.

…

Zhao Dongsong in the room felt that something was not good. He did not expect that a master like Xue Zhongtang could be easily injured by his opponent. It seemed that he had to think of other ways. At this time, he suddenly stopped at the bed in the bedroom. He had an idea.

As soon as she moved, she immediately signaled Xue Wenwen to lift up the sheets and twist them into a thin and strong rope shape.

The two of them came to the window quietly. Zhao Dongsong stretched out his head to look at the surrounding environment, and then tied the two ends of the bed sheet to himself and Xue Wenwen respectively.

After making sure that the binding was very secure, Zhao Dongsong grabbed the iron railing by the window with both hands and asked Xue Wenwen to slowly climb down from the water pipe outside the window. He relied on his body weight and arm strength to support the weight of her fall.

Xue Wenwen, who finally came to the ground, quickly untied the sheets tied to her body and ran all the way outside the community. After seeing her leave safely, Zhao Dongsong found a pair of sharp scissors from the drawer in the house and held them tightly.

hand, and then slowly moved behind the bedroom door, planning to make a surprise attack

…

The young man sighed and smiled at Xue Zhongtang, whose face was getting ugly: "Actually, my purpose is very simple. As long as you hand over Xue Wenwen, you will be fine. Why do you have to suffer such physical pain?"

As the young man spoke, he slowly leaned towards Xue Zhongtang, and at the same time concentrated all his strength on his right palm. Xue Zhongtang snorted, and after straightening his body, he replied: "My purpose is also very simple.

I just want your life.”
To be continued...