Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao moved quickly on the deserted street. They ran for more than ten meters toward the intersection. Zhang Qiang, who was running, had a cold look in his eyes and stopped, and Wang Tao also stopped.
A dark crowd of people poured out of a small crossroads not far away. This group of people slowly walked towards Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao. Zhang Qiang estimated that there were almost 150 people. Wang Tao saw this group of people getting closer and closer.
Recently, the smile on his face became thicker and thicker. The wrist of the hand holding the knife moved a few times, and the bright scimitar made several cold lights. Under the dim street lights, these cold lights looked particularly eerie and strange.
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There was a burst of messy footsteps behind Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao, and more than a hundred figures appeared behind them. Zhang Qiang glanced back, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Brother Qiang, it seems that Situ Lingfeng has already planned that we will take a detour from this road. There are many people, enough for me to kill for a while." Wang Tao looked back and forth a few times and said indifferently.
"Our target is the snipers opposite Feiyu Building. Don't fight with them. Rush over quickly." Zhang Qiang said in a deep voice. While speaking, he rushed towards the crowd. His momentum gave people a feeling of being powerless to stop them.
"Brother Qiang is so mean, he started to fight without even saying hello to me." Wang Tao muttered, the scimitar in his hand drew a blade of light in the silent night, the cold sword light wrapped his body and rushed into the crowd.
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Situ Lingfeng expected that Guo Feiyu's people would definitely appear in this secluded small street. He had ambushed 250 people here in advance. These two hundred and fifty people had all been trained in the secret base of the princelings and belonged to the princelings.
The secret power of the princelings. Situ Lingfeng believed that these people were enough to block the Feiyu Gang from this street and even severely damage the Feiyu Gang.
These trained people are definitely much more skilled than ordinary people, but they are far behind Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao, the two generals of the Feiyu Gang.
When it comes to attacking, there is also no chance to dodge the attack.
Zhang Qiang's left leg flexed and bounced, his toes touched the ground, and his body rushed forward high into the sky. His right leg flew out in the air.
The princelings saw a black shadow rushing towards them in the air, with the power of an eagle ready to attack. The few people standing at the front stood blankly, not knowing how to avoid this overwhelming kick.
, even if they knew how to escape, time did not give them this opportunity.
A cold wind swept over the heads of several people, and Zhang Qiang's leg hit the cheeks of three people one after another. The faces of these three people completely changed their shapes, and their bodies flew back. Zhang Qiang's body was full of fighting spirit.
It broke out, and the long-suppressed anger in my heart rose again.
Zhang Qiang's body continued to rush forward, and two people stood in front of him. He punched out his fists with anger, like two iron bullets shooting out. The chests of the two people collapsed instantly, and they were kicked away by Zhang Qiang.
Before the people landed, the two people who had been punched flew up again. Several screams rang out in the silent night, and the harsh and harsh sounds were horrifying. "Boom!" The five flying bodies were knocked down.
There was a group of people, and those who had not fallen moved back in panic. Zhang Qiang's figure moved again, and a powerful momentum pressed against everyone. The princeling did not take action, but his chest rose and fell violently.
The highest state is to make the enemy lose the idea of resistance. Zhang Qiang has already entered this state.
While Zhang Qiang shocked everyone in the princeling party, Wang Tao's scimitar also caused a stir. With his superb sword skills and strange and agile footwork, Wang Tao was invincible. The four people who blocked Wang Tao didn't have time to show off the three-pointed sword in their hands.
The bayonet saw a flash of cold light, a touch of coldness rising from the throat, and the coldness instantly spread throughout the body. Wang Tao's figure had passed through the gap between the four people, and after a few seconds, four blood arrows spurted out from the throats of the four people.
The scimitar acted as brilliant white lights in the crowd, and after the white lights, scarlet flashes suddenly appeared. Wang Tao and Zhang Qiang subconsciously compared their speeds, and the pace of the two became faster and faster. The princelings kept flying up, and kept flying.
They fell to the ground and kept screaming. The group of people who appeared behind Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao at the beginning did not move. They looked at the tragic situation on the opposite side and were glad that they were standing in the right direction, otherwise they would definitely be the ones who fell.
The figures of Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao appeared in the middle of the small intersection almost indistinguishably. They both turned around at the same time and looked at the road they walked. One hundred of the two hundred and fifty princelings were watching the fun, and the remaining one hundred and fifty
Nearly a hundred people fell to the ground, and more than fifty people crowded on both sides of the street, trembling and looking at Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao.
"It's really boring. Situ Lingfeng's group of men are worse than losers. I wonder how his people could hurt the boss when they were in Mang Mountain." Wang Tao was extremely dissatisfied with the performance of these people and he didn't even move his body.
After that, the group of people languished. Wang Tao looked at the remaining people and really wanted to kill them again.
"These people are by no means the elite of the princelings. Don't worry about them. Let's do business." Zhang Qiang said calmly, turned around and ran towards the road.
"Clean this road for me. Don't affect the environment around Feiyu Building, or I will kill you alive." Wang Tao's words echoed in the deserted streets, and his figure has disappeared at the intersection. He usually doesn't have any awareness of environmental protection, so how can he?
Wang Tao, the old lady with the red armband who was spitting, actually said such a sentence, Zhang Qiang felt so happy that he almost laughed out loud.
Two figures quickly crossed the road in front of the Feiyu Building and ran towards the building where the snipers were hidden. Several managers in the building who had been knocked unconscious by the Feiyu Gang had just woken up and their minds were not yet clear.
Completely awake, Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao broke in and knocked several people unconscious.
"Brother Qiang, should we take the elevator or climb the stairs?" Wang Tao whispered.
Zhang Qiang didn't speak. He glanced at the indicator light next to the elevator door, which showed that the elevator was on the 13th floor. He frowned and reached out to press the upward indicator button next to the elevator door.
"Wang Tao, press down all three elevators." Zhang Qiang said to Wang Tao.
Wang Tao quickly pressed the upward indication buttons of the remaining three elevators.
After a while, the doors of the four elevators opened one after another. Zhang Qiang looked at the bullet-riddled elevator and his face turned a little blue. His eyes glanced at a small hole on the top of the elevator that was not suitable for people to notice. He took out the pistol in his arms that was not used in critical moments.
He moved quickly, fired one shot at the small hole on the top of each elevator, and then put the gun in his arms. He said in a deep voice: "The brothers who rushed in at the beginning were shot dead in the elevator.
So we took the elevator to the roof."
Wang Tao nodded and entered an elevator with Zhang Qiang. The faint smell of blood in the elevator aroused their murderous intent.