Tang Yin slowly pulled the Canyue Knife out of his younger brother's body, then raised it and kicked it in the latter's stomach. The latter flew back several meters away, and finally fell heavily on the round table in the living room. A creepy "gaba" sound came from his neck, and he thrust a few times on the ground, then there was no movement.

It was not until this time that Xu Rui and Hanikov in the living room reacted. They all looked at the door and almost said in unison: "Tang Yin"

Although the star Lord of Lianzhen Xu Rui has never seen Tang Yin with his own eyes, he has seen his photos and is particularly familiar with the person's appearance. Moreover, this person's martial arts is so high that it is simply rare. This person's whereabouts have always been uncertain, so how could he appear here today?

Hanikov was even more amazed. Although he had never heard of Tang Yin before, what was the amazing combat power of those who could escape from Khrushchev. What's more, there were six or seven bodyguards who came over to watch the battle. How could they sit and watch Tang Yin's victory? Unless... Thinking of this, Hanikov shivered involuntarily and dared not think about it anymore.

Everyone in the room was looking at Tang Yin, and Tang Yin was also looking at them. Everyone at the scene had a shocked and horrified expression on their faces, but Tang Yin still had a deep smile on his face, sincere and harmless.

The two sides confronted each other for a while, and finally Tang Yin spoke. He lit up the two silver moon scimitars, looked around the scene and said quietly: "Who are Lian Zhen, I have something important to ask him."

When the people at the scene heard this, they looked at Xu Rui in unison. This is human instinct, not trying to betray him. Tang Yin is very smart and understood at the sight of this posture. He smiled and said, "Do you take the initiative to follow me, or do I kill them and let you follow me?"

Although his voice was not loud, every word revealed arrogance, as if he was easy to capture. Xu Rui was Lian Zhen Xingjun, one of the seven stars of the Qing Gang. Even though his heart was turbulent, he still pretended to be very calm on the surface. He smiled and said, "I heard that Mr. Tang has a good relationship with Xie Wendong. I guess he asked you to come this time. I didn't expect that Mr. Tang's such a powerful person was called to drink by Xie Wendong as an executioner. It's really hard to understand."

There were Xu Rui's subordinates at the scene and had heard of Tang Yin's deeds. They knew that this person was simply a madman. Not only was he skilled, but he was also known for his perverts. Few people could touch his pulse. Now Xingjun isn't he joking about his life now.

On the other hand, Tang Yin not only did not get angry, but laughed: "I have no special relationship with Xie Wendong, nor was it sent by him."

"Oh, what are you here to do? We don't seem to have any grudges before." Xu Rui used the cigarette rod to pound the ashtray a few times. After the ash was knocked out, he reinstalled the tobacco and lit it again. He liked smoking so much, as if he would fall to the ground and hang up immediately if he didn't smoke.

Tang Yin walked forward a few steps, turned a blind eye to more than ten pistols in front of him, and preferably leaned against a bookshelf at the door of the living room and said quietly: "There is no grudge, but I heard that Wu Qu, one of your seven stars, can hit me ten, and I want to see it."

"You are indeed not a match for Wu Qu, no matter how powerful you are." Xu Rui's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said certainly: "And I know where he is, but you can't catch me today, do you dare to bet?"

After hearing Xu Rui's words, Tang Yin became excited for no reason. His eyes were both bright and evil, as if a bloodthirsty hungry wolf stared at a weak and helpless little sheep. He slowly showed two rows of white and bright teeth and smiled: "What is the bet?"

"Life and death."

“I accept.”

The two of them talked in Chinese, and Hanikov next to him couldn't understand it at all. However, what he was most concerned about was not this, but how did his subordinates do. Also, why did Tang Yin not stop him along the way? Even if all the people outside were killed, there should be some movement. Hanikov actually thought of the truth, but he refused to admit it no matter how he did. He had to let Tang Yin say it in person.

Hanikov said hysterically: "Tang Yin, what did you do to my person?"

Tang Yin burst into laughter: "I helped them separate their heads and bodies. You, Khrushchev, are really useless and can't even withstand a single knife." Russia

Although he said calmly, Khanikov seemed to be hit by a blow, his head buzzed, and he was frozen in his original place. He knew what kind of person Khrushchev was under his command. Now Tang Yin actually said that he had never even passed a single move, which made Khanikov difficult to accept from any level.

He stood up, roared, and ordered his men: "Kill him for me and avenge the dead brothers." Russia

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yin turned off the light inside the house with a bang. The house fell into pitch black instantly. The next second, seven or eight pistols pulled the trigger at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang, the sound of bullet shells falling to the ground and the glass on the bookshelf shattering, and the gunshots were connected like beans.

The bookshelf that Tang Yin relied on just now was smashed to pieces and wood chips splashed. Even the wall behind the bookshelf was riddled with holes.

Not to mention humans, even a chicken, a duck, and a mouse must be beaten into a hornet's nest. After a while, I heard a plop, and the sound seemed to hit the person.

After the first round of shooting, Khanikov was anxious to confirm whether Tang Yin was dead. He shouted repeatedly: "Don't waste bullets, quickly turn on the lights and see if he is dead." Russia

Those who can protect Hanikov's safety here are all experts. But with the monster Tang Yin, the person at the scene was not confident at all. A bodyguard with a more courage quickly changed a magazine, then walked carefully by the wall, held his breath, and slowly reached out.

Because he was too nervous, he was sweating all over his body, and beads of sweat as big as beans could not stop flowing down.

"Pu" The bodyguard finally plucked up the courage and pressed the switch. The light spread throughout the room again. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but lean over and vomit. The bodyguards behind him also vomited collectively when they saw the scene in front of him.

Think about it, this is a world of killing people and being used to life and death. What kind of scene can make them react so strongly.
Chapter completed!