The thin man winked, and the two people next to him immediately understood and ran over to close the door of the private room. The two blocked the door like two door gods, giving up Lotus's dream of escaping. The thin man asked with a cold face: "Who sent you?
Coming?"
"His little brother is too small, which makes me unhappy. I will kill him when I get angry... Yours should be bigger than his, shall we try?" Lianhua puffed up her chest at the thin man and smiled charmingly.
He said.
"I'm not interested in you, tell me, who sent you here?" The thin man was not fooled, his face was still as cold as ice.
Seeing that her "Charming Art" didn't even make the other party slightly confused, she couldn't help but feel a little angry. Lianhua smiled and said: "No one sent me here. I was a waiter recruited by them, and then I was brought here."
Now...don’t you really want to try it? I’m still a virgin!”
"Since you don't want to say it, I have to capture you first and send you to the 'Prince's Gate'." The thin man did not get entangled with Lianhua on whether to do something or not. While talking, he was already talking to two other attributes.
He walked towards the lotus in a triangular shape. Then he formed a small circle, and there happened to be a wall behind the lotus.
Lotus clasped the dagger tightly, staring at the movements of the thin man with unblinking eyes. He is the most dangerous enemy. But she was secretly complaining in her heart, dead shemale, stinky shemale, if you don't come to save me, I'm going to die.
Alright... The first person to strike was not the thin man, but a short and strong man on the left side of the encirclement. Such people generally have a stable foothold and a solid punching style. But at the same time, they also have a lack of speed, and this
This is exactly what Lotus is good at.
A powerful punch hit him, and Lianhua picked up the child's body and threw it at him. He quickly moved back and jumped up on the armchair of the sofa. When the short man saw that it was the child's body that was hit, he couldn't help it.
He didn't know whether to pick it up or punch him again. Before hesitating, Lotus had already escaped, and then the body hit him hard. He couldn't pick it up anymore, so he had to hug the body of the child with a light body, splattered with blood.
Before Lianhua could take any chances, the thin man she had been paying attention to quickly sprinted, stepped on the marble coffee table in front of the sofa, then flew up and kicked Lianhua who was standing on the sofa. Lianhua was here
Unable to fight back, the big man on the right also launched an attack at the same time. Lianhua had no choice but to jump towards the big man on the left who was holding the child's entity, narrowly escaping from the two men's attack.
"Throw away that trash, idiot." The thin man yelled at his subordinates who were still holding the child's body stupidly. If he hadn't released the water just now, this woman would have been trampled under his feet.
"Oh." The short and stocky man agreed and threw the child's body on the ground. The three of them once again formed a circle and surrounded Lianhua who had flashed to the window.
Lian Hua's body tensed up and she leaned against the wall, holding the dagger and looking at the three of them with vigilance. It seemed that she was going to be killed here today, and it was all because of that dead demon!
"Dong...dong..."
At this critical moment, there was a knock on the door. A big khan guarding the door shouted: "Who is it?"
"Waiter." A man's voice came from outside the door.
"What's up?"
"Sister Hong asked me to send something important to the child."
Hearing the waiter's voice, the man standing opposite the lotus shrank his eyes and made a gesture to the two of them. Instructing them to open the door and lock the person down. Because, in this club, everyone respectfully calls the child "
"Uncle Kid", no waiter dared to call him "Kid" directly.
The two big men guarding the door looked at each other, opened the door left and right, and when they saw the figure standing at the door, they simultaneously used the small grappling hand of the "Prince Gate" to grab the waiter's shoulder.
Quick, retract even faster. "Swish", "swish" two silver lights flashed, and the hands they stretched out had two fingers cut off each.
Fingers connected to each other, even though both of them were practicing masters and endured all kinds of hellish torture inside the "Prince Sect", they were still sweating profusely in pain, lying on the ground covering their hands, their bodies trembling and exhaling in pain.
Sound. The thin man was the only one present who could clearly see the trajectory of the two swords. There was nothing special about him.
Fast, very fast. One knife after another without any pause. He only waved his hand twice, and the two hands stretched out to him were cut. In fact, the two people who used the big sword skills also had a premonition of danger.
They responded quickly. But when their hands shrank halfway, their fingers had fallen off.
Who did the child offend this time?
It turned out that he thought that the people seeking revenge on the child were ordinary people. Last time, because he fell in love with a girl, he was forced to drag the girl back and humiliate her in various perverted ways for three days.
He only let her go after God came forward. But the girl who was only sixteen years old had her lower body in tatters. Even if it was cured, she would have no chance of having children in this life. He inserted a heavy object and destroyed the girl's uterus.
The killer this time was extraordinary. His skills were just as high as those of the "Prince Sect" disciples who had been practicing martial arts all year round. As soon as he met with them, he injured three people. If he didn't deal with it carefully, he might be killed today.
It's all going to be here. For the first time, the thin man began to consider whether to call someone. This has never happened before. Because he is enough to stand alone.
"Damn you demon, you are finally here. If you come a little later, I will die here..." Lianhua complained angrily when she saw the man coming in.
Lang Yixin glanced at the corridor and saw that no one was paying attention to this area. Because someone had just died in the club and the child was here, this area has almost become a restricted area for the waiters. No one dared to go this way. For fear of being in trouble.
I was careful to offend this short man, and I ended up with the same fate as Ah Que. The No. 1 box opposite was quiet, and I didn't know if there was anyone in it. Of course, even if there were people, they would be busy doing their own thing.
Well, do you have time to care about what's going on here?
Lang Yixin glanced at the people in the room and the terrain, turned around and closed the door. After hearing Lianhua's complaint, Lang Yixin frowned slightly and said calmly: "Quickly kill and retreat."
This sentence was so arrogant that the thin young man, who had always been a local coward, was filled with anger and said with a sneer: "What a loud tone. Hong Kong is the territory of the 'Princes'. No one of you can leave today."
"You two deal with her, be careful." The thin man ordered the two subordinates beside him. He turned around and faced Lang Yixin. He sprinted, punched, and then retreated. Like the two big men at the door, he was thin and thin.
The man rushed forward quickly and returned quickly. Although he had carefully guarded against the weapon in Lang Yixin's hand, he still scratched off three fingers.
"You talk a lot of nonsense." Lang Yixin said, looking at the thin man who was in unbearable pain and beginning to sweat on his head. Then he rushed forward, and his body blew like a gust of wind. When he stepped back again, the thin man's neck
A thin red line appeared on the body. After a while, the red line turned into a stream, and then gradually spread, and blood surged out. The thin man's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he fell to the ground in a daze.
Perfect instant sale!
The two "Prince Sect" disciples who were still looking for an opportunity to attack Lotus were all stunned when they saw this strange scene. They looked palely at the handsome man who was wiping the thin blade in his hand with a white handkerchief.
I kept wondering in my mind whether he was a human or a ghost? Clouded Leopard, one of the eight generals of the "Prince Sect", was unable to make a single move in the opponent's hands.
How could Lianhua miss such an opportunity? Seeing these two idiots making such idiotic expressions on the battlefield, he raised his knife and killed one, while the other howled and tried to escape. When he passed by Lang Yixin, he was volleyed into the air.
Kicking back, Lianhua added another blow, killing two more people.
Except for the three seriously injured people who fell to the ground, everyone in the private room was dead. Lang Yixin said coldly: "Take care of the bodies and prepare to leave."
"What are you doing? Why do you ask me to do it?" Lianhua yelled unconvinced. But she still took out a small black bottle from her pocket and poured an orange liquid on each corpse. Those who were seriously injured were shocked.
The stunned man's neck was stabbed with a knife, and a drop was poured on it. Then the corpse began to emit white smoke, and the liquid began to corrode the human body rapidly.
"Bang!"
When the two were about to leave, the door of the private room was kicked open again. A group of people stood at the door with smiles, led by a young man in white clothes like snow. Surrounded by a group of people, a man in white clothes like snow stood proudly.
, looked at Lang Yixin and Lianhua in the room with a smile on his face, and there was no lack of banter on his face.
Lang Yi couldn't help but stood in front of Lianhua, staring coldly at the group of people who suddenly broke in. The dagger was already in the palm of his hand, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time. The man in white glanced at the scene in the private room and laughed.
, said: "The people of the 'Xuanwu Sect' are really clean and neat in their killing methods. In such a short time, they not only killed the people, but also melted the corpses."
"Each other." Lang Yixin responded coldly.
Lianhua gently poked him on the back, meaning to ask him to speak more gently and look for opportunities to escape. Now that the opponent has a large number of people, it is impossible to fight head-on. This piece of wood has been hanging around with Zhao Qiang for so long.
He doesn't know how to adapt. It's just like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard... Of course, Zhao Qiang is like cotton in a latrine. It's not hard, but it's just as smelly.
"The child is the right-hand man of my 'Prince Sect'. If your 'Xuanwu Sect' kills him, I will have to recover some price. Are you..." the man in white asked with a smile on his face.