Before he finished speaking, a dull gunshot rang out, and screams resounded throughout the entire apartment. Fortunately, the apartment was about to be demolished, and there were only four or five households left in it, otherwise the screams would have been heard like a slaughtering pig.

It scared the guts out of many people.

"Brother, brother, the enemy is coming." A young man covered in blood rushed over and fell in front of the white man. The white man looked down and screamed. It turned out that he was on the young man's back.

On top, half of an ax is inserted.

The white man roared angrily, pulled out his gun and fired several shots at the ceiling, shouting: "Kill these bastards."

In just an instant, this dilapidated Fulin apartment became a mess. People from both sides showed their guns and started shooting inside and outside the door. Wu Xing's marksmanship was extremely high. Every time he pulled the trigger, one person fell.

On the ground, in just ten seconds, twelve people from the Biden Gang were killed by their guns.

The white man came in a hurry this time and only brought eight pistols. After shooting with the Five Elements Brothers, the bullets in the eight guns quickly ran out. Seeing that the enemy was about to rush in, the white man became anxious.

. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and wanted to call the messenger from the headquarters.

Before he finished dialing the number, there was a whooshing sound, and a short knife flew out of the window. The short knife was so powerful that it shattered the phone with precision. The blade grazed the white man's neck, causing him to break into a cold sweat.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly floated in outside the window. The black shadow held two guns and moved quickly. In the blink of an eye, more than ten thugs died under his gun. The incoming man's bullets were all fired, and every bullet was fired.

A wonderful shot was completed. This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that this is a five-story building. How did he fall from the window to the inside of the house.

The white man suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly: "You...who are you?" (English)

The shadow threw away the empty pistol, pulled out a sharp steel knife from his waist, and said coldly: "Wendonghui, Chu Bo."

In the apartment, there are all the most capable subordinates of the white race. Unfortunately, they met Wu Xing, Chu Bo, and Sanyan. His eyes were wide open. He didn't expect his subordinates to provoke him.

After joining the Wendong Society. After the Biden Gang and Xie Wendong became enemies, he went out of his way to erase Xie Wendong's information. Unexpectedly

Chu Bo rotated his body, exerting the power of the steel knife to the extreme. In less than five minutes, the corpses under his feet began to pile up. Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers. The white walls on both sides had been covered with blood.

dyed red.

The battle soon came to an end, and all sixty white people were slaughtered.

Watching the brothers fall one by one, there are fewer and fewer people around, and sweat can be seen on the white man's face.

Now he finally understood that the strength of the Wendong Society was far superior to that of the Meihong Sect. A seemingly ordinary young man was already a trembling spear master.

When the last Biden Gang disciple in the apartment fell with multiple stabs in his body, the white man swallowed hard and looked up at Chu Bo, his eyes full of fear and despair. He gasped and said: "You

......you......"

His arrogance and arrogance just now had long since disappeared without a trace, and now he was stammering and unable to speak.

A Wen Donghui brother wiped the blood on his knife, strode up to the Caucasian man, and kicked his leg. The Caucasian man groaned, fell to the ground, and his face turned pale.

"Tell me your position and name in the Biden Gang." The Wen Donghui brother said in fluent English.

"You, what do you want?" The (English) white man raised his voice, trying to embolden himself, but the sound he made almost became a scream.

The Wen Donghui brother translated the Caucasian's words into Chinese and spoke them to everyone.

Sanyan didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he had someone tie him to a chair.

The white man shook his chair and shouted: "What are you going to do? Let me go quickly. Don't forget, Xie Wendong is in our hands. If I die, he will die too..." (

Britain)

Sanyan squatted down, looked at him and said: "Answer my question seriously, this is your only way to survive. Now tell me your name, position and the distribution of personnel in the headquarters."

"You're dreaming, I won't tell you." The white man shouted loudly while spitting.

The Wendonghui brother looked at him three times and said, "He refuses to say."

Sanyan nodded and said with a ferocious smile: "Since you won't tell me, let me give you a taste of China's oldest criminal law - being promoted to an official position." He shook his head and ordered around to prepare half a basin of water and some water for me.

a book.

A brother agreed, found a textbook used by Weier from the room, and took half a basin of water from the kitchen.

To stick a police officer on someone's face is to wet the paper and cover the person's face one by one. Generally speaking, when five pieces of paper are stuck on the person's face, the person will die. This kind of criminal method that slowly suffocates people is both simple and effective.

It is fast and can destroy people's psychological defenses in the shortest possible time, causing people to have mental breakdown.

Chu Bo personally performed the process of pasting the paper. When the third piece of paper was pasted, the white man's feet began to straighten.

Chu Bo used his fingers to smash the paper around the Caucasian's nose, revealing two nostrils through which he could breathe.

"Huh", the white man breathed in for more than ten seconds, and then coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs before he gave up. Chu Bo did not say anything, but took out another piece of wet paper from the basin.

Waiting nearby. The ordinary piece of paper became a reminder in the eyes of the white man. He widened his eyes, shook his head vigorously, and shouted: "no, no, no."

The Wen Donghui brother who was responsible for the translation asked in English: "Our eldest brother said that as long as you do as we say, your life will be spared." (English)

The white man no longer had the toughness he had just now. He nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice, and poured out the whole story like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

According to his account, there are two messengers in the abandoned cannery - the Holy Messenger of Rain and the Holy Messenger of Thunder. There are eight intermediate leaders and more than 1,100 lower-level subordinates.

The two envoys live in the offices of the manager and deputy manager of the cannery. The eight mid-level bosses and the ordinary subordinates live in the staff dormitories and the processing room of Area A of the cannery respectively. There are five open posts and six covert posts, with two sentries at each location.

Each person is equipped with an M16 assault rifle with 500 rounds of ammunition. Each person has a pistol with 60 rounds of ammunition. In addition, there are machetes, blade knives and other weapons.

As for the more than a thousand low-level juniors, their weapons are basically knives. The total number of people armed with pistols will not exceed a hundred. There are also a few law enforcement officers equipped with high-tech electric batons.

It was already half an hour after I finished asking all the questions.

Three eyes and ten fingers interlocked, and the joints made a snapping sound: "Take him away, wait until the Biden gang is defeated, and then kill him."

"Yes." The brother from the Wendong Society nodded.

After the interrogation, Sanyan asked someone to bring a few barrels of gasoline, pour gasoline inside and out, and then throw a cigarette butt into the gasoline. Cleaning the battlefield, there is no safer and easier way to burn everything on fire.

There's a solution.

At the door of the apartment, Sanyan saw Huang Guohun and Huang Weier's father and daughter again. They already knew the identities of Sanyan and others, and were afraid that they would be silenced by the latter.

"This is your passport. I'm sorry about what happened today." Sanyan handed the found passport to Huang Guohun's hand. On top of the passport, there was a check for US$100,000.

Huang Guohun looked at the check and couldn't believe his eyes: "This...this is..."

Sanyan smiled and said: "We are sorry for burning down your house. This hundred thousand US dollars can be considered as some compensation for you."

Huang Guohun: "You...you won't kill us?"

Three Eyes: "We have no grudges, so why are we killing you? I believe you will keep what happened today a secret, right?"

Huang Guohun nodded and said gratefully: "You are all good people."

"Haha", Sanyan shook his head: "We are not good people, we are all bad guys. Take your daughter and go back to the country. Now the government is very good."

Huang Guohun nodded: "Well, I have already planned to open a small shop in my hometown."

Sanyan: "Okay, when I have time to go to TJ, I'll eat your pancakes."

Huang Guohun readily agreed, and took Huang Weier's hand to leave. Unexpectedly, Huang Weier broke away from his father's hand, ran to Sanyan in a few steps, stood on tiptoes, kissed him, and chuckled: "You

He is a big hero in my heart."

Big hero?! Three-eyed smile, if he can be considered a hero, then there are too many heroes in this world.

After watching Huang Guohun and his daughter leave, Sanyan led a group of people back to the brothers' destination.

There, Sanyan told everyone about his experience. With the information about the white middle-level leader, things will go much smoother.

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Everything is ready now.

At one o'clock in the morning, everyone had gone to bed early. Sanyan's team was ready and started heading to the abandoned cannery. After arriving at the destination, they watched the quiet and dark factory from a distance through the night vision telescope.

Yan Yan pondered for a moment and then said: "Xiaobo, Brother Wu Xing and I will go and kill the enemy's light and dark sentries first. You guys wait outside for our signal."

Everyone nodded in unison.

The seven people crouched and got under the dilapidated fence of the factory.

The cannery seems to have been abandoned for many years. The factory is overgrown with weeds. There are rugged paths to the east and one to the west, which are complicated. In addition to the buildings, most of the open space is piled with bricks and earth, which looks even more chaotic. Three eyes, Chu

Bo and others groped forward inside. It didn't take long, and all seven of them had a slight turn.

As they were walking forward, Chu Bo grabbed Sanyan's wrist and hid behind the mound of dirt on the roadside. At the same time, he whispered: "Someone is coming from ahead!"

Sanyan perked up and waved to the Five Elements brothers who were following him, telling them to get away quickly.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps and low voices came from the front. Sanyan nodded secretly, gave Chu Bo a thumbs up, and praised his sensitive ears. Chu Bo has been training in Wangyue Pavilion for many years, and his six senses are far beyond ordinary people.

, this can only be regarded as a small trick.

Chu Bo smiled indifferently, his eyes widened, and half of his head was exposed behind the mound, staring ahead with blinking eyes.

Soon, two people walked on the road ahead. With the dim light, only their clothes could be seen clearly. Their light green clothes were dirty and torn. They were wearing rubber shoes. They looked like workers in a factory.

Chu Bo frowned and turned to look at Sanyan, who also saw clearly at this time. Sanyan was rich in experience and whispered in his ear: "Don't be fooled by the enemy's appearance, there is nowhere else in this place.

What kind of worker? Catch him and ask him about the whereabouts of several other light and dark sentries." As he spoke, he gestured to the Five Elements brothers behind him.

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