Golden Eye brought a chair for Xie Wendong, Xie Wendong lifted his clothes and sat down: "You are Hou Chaopeng."

Hou Chaopeng: "That's right, does Mr. Xie not know me?"

Xie Wendong: "I should know you"

Hou Chaopeng: "That's right, noble people forget things. How could a big man like Mr. Xie remember a little unknown person like me? To be honest, I am the ten sharp swords of Hou Zuo, the 28th head of the Qing Gang."

Xie Wendong: "You are a subordinate of Han Fei, a senior cadre of Hou Zuoqing Gang."

Hou Chaopeng: "Haha, it turns out that Mr. Xie still remembers Brother Han."

Xie Wendong: "I will never forget that name in my life. So, you are here to take revenge."

Hou Chaopeng: "Not exactly. I am no longer a member of the Qing Gang anymore. Of course, there are other tasks to come here."

Xie Wendong understood what other tasks he said were, that is, to mess up the banquet, to damage the reputation of Wendong, and to win over more cannon fodder, and the wandering ghosts in the world worked for them. "It seems that your wishful thinking has failed. You may not leave here alive today. You should know who I am, and you will never let your brother's blood flow in vain."

Hou Chaopeng: "I don't think so."

Xie Wendong: "Oh, you are very confident."

Hou Chaopeng: "Listen"

Xie Wendong: "You think the police can save you"

Hou Chaopeng: "You will never dare to kill me in front of so many policemen."

Xie Wendong: "No, but if you become a corpse before the police come, it's a different matter."

Their location is on the fourth floor of the hotel, and each floor is guarded by Wendonghui's brothers. Although they dare not conflict with the police and riot troops head-on, it is still okay to use their geographical advantages to delay for a few minutes. These few minutes are the time used by Wendonghui to execute the enemy.

"Kill them." Xie Wendong ordered coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of pistols ejected flames. If Hou Chaopeng could become a candidate for the Green Gang's sharp knife, he naturally had two brushes. When Xie Wendong just ordered, he pulled a bodyguard next to him and blocked him. The whistling bullets knocked his bodyguards into sieves on the spot.

With the precious seconds he had earned for his life, he bent down and crawled under the table. When he came back, he had two Browning pistols from unknown places in his hand. He yelled and actually lifted up the table with hundreds of kilograms. While rolling the table, he shot outside.

Although Xie Wendong had not undergone professional training, his experience was too rich. The moment the other party raised his head to draw his gun, he had already dodged. The left and right personnel dodged to both sides, or lie down on the spot, and the two sides also launched a fierce gun battle.

A fierce gunfight broke out on their side, and the big guys from various regions were so scared that they ran away with their heads and looked for cover. Although they were not the targets of both sides, they could not all encounter one or two stray bullets. Four young men hid in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to find the "crane guide". Of course, they were not looking for food, but looking for weapons in the belly of the "crane".

Just as the public was fully focused on the Wendonghui, the four people suddenly jumped out to attack. The purpose of these people was very clear, and they came for the Wendonghui and its cadres.

Unexpectedly, there was an enemy, so everyone thought to himself that terrible. Before they could think about it, Jinyan, Muzi and Jiang Sen immediately turned the gun and shot the four people. However, they hid in the crowd and had thick wooden tables as cover. Even if they were gun-using experts like them, they would not be able to kill them in such a situation. In addition, if the elder brother from other regions was killed by the Wendonghui people, Xie Wendong, the host, would not be able to explain to the people on the road.

Seeing that Wen Donghui was afraid of being tempted, they did not dare to act rashly. The four of them were even more fearless. They rely on the crowd to shoot the Wen Donghui disciples in front of them. After a round of attacks, at least four brothers were killed and seven or eight brothers were injured.

The appearance of these four people shared a considerable amount of pressure on Hou Chaopeng. The scene was in a deadlock for a while, and it was not so easy for Xie Wendong to defeat Hou Chaopeng in two or three minutes.

"I'll kill them." Yuan Tianzhong bit his teeth and blurted out. Among all the people at the scene, only his body was the elegance and his movements were the most agile. If the other party was using cold weapons, he was of course the best hunter. However, the other party is using a pistol now. No matter how good your kung fu is, he will knock it down with one shot. Xie Wendong's heart skipped a beat and tried to stop him: "Tianzhong, don't go there."

Yuan Tianzhong said, "I have a clue", and then jumped up from the ground. Under the surprised gaze of everyone around him, he rushed towards the four people regardless of concern.

The two sides actually had a distance, but Yuan Tianzhong's speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the cover table of the two young men. The man was so crazy that the two young men moved and quickly pointed their guns at Yuan Tianzhong.

Bang, bang, with two gunshots, two bullets almost flew over Yuan Tianzhong's scalp. Yuan Tianzhong was shocked and without thinking, he pulled out the soft sword. The soft sword touched the table and bent it, and then accurately placed it on a young man's face.

Although he was swept by the sword body, Yuan Tianzhong's strength was extremely powerful. The man only felt his right face being whipped hard by a whip. When he touched it with his hand, his hands were covered with sticky blood. His body staggered back half a step away, left the cover, and entered Yuan Tianzhong's sight.

Yuan Tianzhong shook his wrist, turned the angle of the soft sword, and then gently pushed forward.

A very small sound sounded, which was so small that the person involved could hear clearly. When he looked at the young man, the trachea in his throat and the major artery were pierced. The young man's pupils suddenly dilated, he grabbed his neck tightly, trying not to let blood flow out of it. However, the blood in the artery had strong blood pressure. Even though he covered it tightly, the blood still flowed out along the gaps of his fingers.

Seeing this, the young man with him screamed strangely, raised his gun and continued to shoot at Yuan Tianzhong. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Yuan Tianzhong disappeared in front of the man.

Then, a cold voice came from behind him: "Remember my name, my name is Yuan Tianzhong."

"Are you a human or a ghost?" The blood in the young man seemed to be frozen, and the chill was born from his bones and spread to his body, making him feel like he was in an ice cellar. How could a person flash from his face to behind him in the blink of an eye? No, this is definitely not a human, it is definitely a ghost.
Chapter completed!