The first thousand and seventy-five chapters do not leave alive
Cao Bafeng is dead!
This scene happened unexpectedly.
Let alone Zhong Boyong and Zhong Waner.
Even the disciples of the Cao family stood there dumbly, witnessing this scene, and even their breathing froze at this moment.
"boom!"
Cao Bafeng's body was thrown to the ground by Zhong Ziyan.
Immediately, the gun tip was raised and pierced into Cao Bafeng's chest. He jumped up and disappeared into the night with his body.
"Vice Hall Master!"
When the Cao family saw this scene, their faces felt like they were mourning for their heir.
The dignified deputy master of the Cao family's ancient martial arts hall led the ancient martial arts hall and mobilized troops to come. However, before even entering the gate, a woman appeared out of nowhere and skewered them into candied haws with a spear.
Not even a body was left behind.
They are not worried that when they return home, their family will suddenly become furious when they find out about this.
But they are worried that the family will not believe what they say...
"Don't let them go, don't let any of us go, keep them all for me, stay! Hurry!"
Zhong Boyong was the first to wake up from the shock.
He roared loudly and ordered that all the disciples of the Cao family in front of him should be annihilated here.
He didn't know what happened to Zhong Ziyan.
But he knew very well that once these people were asked to run back to the Cao family, they would report everything that happened here tonight to the family.
Not only will the Zhong family suffer disaster, but even Zhong Ziyan will probably have to spend his time in endless pursuit in the future.
As soon as the words fell, along with the sound of "click-click" the gun bolt was loaded, the faces of the remaining Cao family members in front of them all changed drastically. They completely gave up their will to fight, turned around, and ran away!
The thoughts in their minds now are completely opposite to Zhong Boyong's.
They must go back alive and tell their family and Cao Sheng what happened here.
Cao Bafeng died, or he died in the hands of a woman without any sign of true energy... The family must know this news. Even if they die, they will die at the door of the family. After informing the family of this matter, they will
die.
The sound of gunfire was loud all of a sudden.
The few remaining disciples and bodyguards of the Zhong family picked up the guns in their arms and started spitting tongues of fire at the fleeing Cao family disciples.
The three snipers sitting on three helicopters also took advantage of their high altitude to avoid the enemy.
He immediately gave up the sniper rifle in his hand, picked up the assault rifle, and frantically rushed towards the fleeing figure below, pulling the trigger.
The tongues of fire instantly covered the entire Zhongjia Wetland in front of the door, without any blind spots.
ten minutes later.
When everyone here shoots all the bullets in their hands.
When the butt of the gun started to get hot, the gunshots gradually subsided.
"Clean the battlefield and don't spare a single living person."
Zhong Boyong waved lightly with the support of his daughter.
Dozens of Zhong family members picked up the knives and guns on the ground and began to clean up the battlefield and exterminate any survivors.
He dispelled the fierce anger from the Cao family, but at this moment, there was no sign of relaxation on his face.
"Dad, sister, she..."
Zhong Waner's pretty face was full of anxiety: "How about I send someone to chase her over now and bring my sister back, and then..."
"No."
Zhong Boyong solemnly interrupted what she was going to say next: "I think Brother Lu must be aware of Ziyan's situation."
"Find a way to get in touch with Brother Lu as soon as possible."
"Then inform all the Lu family members in the Jin tribe to leave their residences before dawn and go to the designated safe house. You and I will come too. We can't stay here any longer."
"Instruct the convoy to leave now."
"Then call Kong Zhuyin, I want to see him now."
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Jinling Cross-River Bridge.
A black extended Hummer was driving slowly on the bridge. Cao Sheng was wearing a short shirt, and the severed section of his right arm had been wrapped in gauze. His face was extremely calm, and his eyes were looking deeply at the night view of Jinling outside the window without saying a word.
I woke up feeling worried.
At this moment, an urgent phone call came.
Cao Sheng took a deep breath and slowly answered the phone.
