Outside the Fulong Building.

Gui Laowen pointed to the 16th floor, and while chewing the three treasures of fried wine that he bought when he got off the bus, he said:

"Luo Rong is very rich and powerful. He rented the entire 16th floor. His office is at the innermost point, and the surrounding passages are blocked, so he can only go in from the outermost point.

I said, handsome guy, there are only six of us, can we do it?"

Yang Sheng raised his chin and squinted his eyes and said, "I told you before that life and death have fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven."

But where did this wealth come from? It was not given by God, but by us who fought for our own lives!

Some people say that if your fate is good, you will be rich, and if your fate is ugly, you will be rich.

However, if you don’t take a try, how can you know what your life is?

We have already arrived here, can we still turn back?"

As he said that, Yang Sheng walked straight towards Fulong Building.

The ghost man Wen was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth followed Yang Sheng.

The four people behind him looked at each other and followed closely.

It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but there were still many people working overtime in office buildings like Fulong Building, so there was also a front desk lady on duty while dozing off.

Seeing a few people coming in, the front desk lady quickly stood up and asked, "Sir, may I ask which company do you want to go to? Please register."

Yang Sheng winked at Gui Laowen. It is the most suitable situation for Gui Laowen.

Gui Laowen immediately showed a bright smile on his face and said in a gentle voice: "We are here to find Brother Rong on the 16th floor... Oh, it is Boss Luo of Rongchang Financial Company.

Miss, we have some urgent matters to find Brother Rong. Can we make peace with it? Don’t worry, we will come down soon.”

The face of the ghost man Wen, which looks very deceptive, was very deceptive when he was stared at by his gentle eyes, and his heart was almost melted.

And she also heard that Boss Luo on the 16th floor seems not a good person, and there are often messy people coming to him.

Some people will get angry and get angry when they are stopped, and the reasons for registration are also messy.

So the front desk lady didn't insist, just blushed and pointed inside, "Then you go in, the two elevators in the innermost direction lead to the 16th floor."

The ghost man nodded, and the smile on his face disappeared as soon as he turned around, and the speed of changing faces was amazing.

When Yang Sheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but think that this guy is so suitable to be an actor, and his acting skills don't even need to go to wireless training classes.

Of course, the premise is that he can restrain himself from killing the director.

The elevator slowly reached the 16th floor.

As soon as the door opened, the sign of Rongchang Financial Company was caught in the eye, and there were two younger brothers who were smoking at night.

Seeing Yang Sheng and the others, one of the younger brothers frowned and said, "Where did it come from? Do you understand the rules?

Brother Rong is already asleep, and the company's accountants are off work. Whether they are borrowing money or paying it back, they will come back tomorrow."

The younger brother said, but found that Yang Sheng's pace did not stop at all, and he still walked towards him with great strides.

As soon as he felt something was wrong, Yang Sheng had already slapped him directly on the head, tightly clasped like an iron hoop, and slapped hard towards the wall behind!

A loud thud came, and blood splattered everywhere in an instant. The little brother slid down against the wall, and he lost his rest in an instant.

Before the other little brother could scream, the 38th Army Baton in Gui Laowen's hand had already penetrated into his abdomen and turned around hard.

At this time, Gui Laowen's face was still smiling, and it was still so bright, but it was full of bloodthirsty madness!

The movement at the door attracted the attention of Luo Rong's subordinates.

Those who were still playing cards and drinking picked up the guys and pushed the door out, but some of them were sleeping and had no time to react.

"Kill in!"

The doors around the corridor of the building were all opened, and all the little brothers rushed out. At a glance, there were dozens of people.

A thick fire axe was slashing towards him. Yang Sheng stepped on the Bagua button and slanted one side, easily avoiding the axe.

At the same time, the triangular prick in his hand suddenly penetrated the opponent's ribs, pulled it out in an instant, and pushed it aside with his left hand.

When the man fell to the ground, blood gushed out instantly.

He stepped out with big strides, and two sharp knives stabbed Yang Sheng's chest at the same time.

Yang Sheng's spine tensed instantly, like a long bow that was pulled out instantly!

The back-run arrived first, and Yang Sheng passed through the middle of the two daggers in a thrilling manner. His right hand pierced into the abdomen of the man on his right. His left hand was like a spirit snake climbing up to the other person's left arm and twisted it hard!

In an instant, the other party's arm was squeezed and he fell down screaming.

A little brother holding a machete behind the two men looked pale. Before the sword could even be cut off, why did the two people in front fall down?

While he was stunned, a sharp whip leg had already come to his eyes and kicked him out directly, with blood splattering around his teeth.

My heart stops.

Yang Sheng took these steps and there was no one standing by his side.

The bravery and exciting ghost Wen and others protected him and slashed and slashed wildly.

Although the Ghost Man held the 38th Army Battalion in his hand, the authentic Wing Chun Eight Knife was used.

Thorn, mark, peck, pick, sling, stick, turn, kill.

Two and three military stabs were constantly dancing in his hands, and each stab would inevitably be covered with blood. This really corresponds to the saying of the eight-slashing sword technique: the sword has no span and the stick has no two sounds.

Although his Wing Chun master was unreliable, these eight swords were very authentic.

Although this kind of southern boxing sword technique is not suitable for a battlefield with big openings and closes, it can exert great power in single battles and narrow street fighting.

The leopard head behind him was dancing with his alloy baseball bat. Although it was not very good, every stick was strong and terrifying.

Dilu was next to him, carrying a dog-legged knife and calmly covering it. Seeing that someone was going to sneak attack while taking advantage of the negligent gap of the leopard head, he slashed it with his knife.

The other two younger brothers were also excited and were crazy and cruel, as if they were desperate.

Luo Rong's younger brothers in Fulong Building have as many as hundreds of people together.

But it cannot be used in this small corridor. Yang Sheng and his six people were enough to block the entire corridor. The number of people they faced at the same time would definitely not exceed ten people.

So with this momentum, they really let them kill all the way to Luo Rong's office.

A little brother pushed open Luo Rong's office door in panic and shouted in panic: "Brother Rong is not good! Someone is coming in!"

Luo Rong put on a piece of clothing and walked out of the bedroom inside irritably.

"Is it from the side hall? How many people are there?"

The little brother shook his head quickly and said, "I don't know, there are only six people."

Luo Rong immediately cursed: "Six people scared you into this virtue? A waste! Ah Hui!"

The door next to it was pushed open. Nanshanhu wrapped his white linen around his hand and said expressionlessly: "I know, I'll go and solve it. I won't disturb you when you sleep."

Luo Rong sat back on the boss's chair in the office, opened the safe next to him, took out a bunch of documents while muttering:

"It's not that easy to fall asleep when you're awakened.

Oh shit!

No matter which club they belong to, I will kill you!”

Yaohui nodded and pulled out a strange dagger from his waist.

The hilt of the dagger refers to the appearance of a tiger, with sharp spikes standing upright, and the blade is a long and narrow dagger, flashing with a cold edge.

Yaohui held the knife in his backhand, pushed away the little brothers blocked in front, and walked towards Yang Sheng and others.

"Brother Hui is here! Get out of here!"

Yang Sheng looked up and suddenly felt a cold breath coming to his face.

Yaohui had no expression on his face, nor did he slash over with a knife like other brothers from the League of Legends.

But his eyes at Yang Sheng were extremely cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Be careful! This guy is Nanshan Hu Yaohui, which is not comparable to ordinary egg powder.

Two years ago in Japan, this guy cut down more than 100 Kawata Club people by himself, opening up the Japanese A-go channels for Luo Rong, and the killings almost called the police.

I heard that as early as ten years ago, Luo Rong spent a lot of money to send him to Thailand and studied ancient Muay Thai boxing champion "Death Star" Songdi Xudaji as his master.

This guy is not the Muay Thai master I worshipped before. The ancient Muay Thai is not used to fight on the ring, but to kill people!”

As soon as the Ghost Man Wen finished speaking, Yaohui stepped on his foot and his body rushed towards him at a very fast speed.

The right fist fell, and the spike on the tiger shone with its sharp edges magnified in front of Yang Sheng's eyes.

Yang Sheng instantly grabbed the three-edged stab in his hand and lifted the knife to block it. There was a "clang" sound, and the two of them felt a huge force coming at the same time.

The next moment, Yaohui twisted his waist, and his right leg came like a long whip, kicking Yang Sheng's temple!

The cold wind came, and Yang Sheng did not retreat but advanced, and he leaned towards Yaohui's arms.

He moved his left arm and blocked it, removed the strength of his leg, and held Mitsubishi's right fist and smashed it hard towards Yaohui's right leg!

Progressive moves and thugs!
To be continued...