"Crash" the glass shattered, Hou Guangjian jumped out.
The downstairs of the hotel was where the Xuesha and Beihongmen personnel gathered the most.
No one thought that the enemy would fall from the sky.
Hou Guangjian fell into the crowd, whipped his hand back at his waist, and a chain whip appeared in his palm.
With a seemingly random flick, the chain whip came out and hit a Beihongmen officer in the chest.
There was only a snap sound.
The man screamed and flew backwards.
He was still in the air and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"ah" Hou Guangjian's sudden appearance shocked everyone in Xue Sha and Beihongmen.
The nearest Xue Sha brother turned his gun and aimed at his head to shoot.
Unexpectedly, Hou Guangjian swiveled around and instantly went around behind him, punching him in the back like lightning.
The blood-killing brothers' marksmanship is first-class, but their skills are a bit inferior, especially in front of the elders of Wangyue Pavilion.
There is a huge difference.
The blood-killing brother didn't even see clearly what was going on.
He only felt as if he was hit by a train behind him, and his body bounced out, knocking down a large area of his companions in front.
"Damn!"
Everyone around them roared angrily, and a Beihongmen officer fired two shots at Hou Guangjian's chest.
Hou Guangjian sneered.
At the same time as the other party pulled the trigger, something about him had already squatted down.
Bang, the bullet fired in anger did not hit Hou Guangjian, but penetrated the chest of a young man from Beihongmen behind him, killing him on the spot.
When an experienced blood-killing brother saw this, he shouted loudly: "Don't shoot randomly, be careful to hurt your own people."
They were scrupulous and did not dare to shoot, which made Hou Guangjian even more unscrupulous.
A chain whip made a whirring sound, which caused chaos in the camp composed of Xuesha and Beihongmen.
Seeing an opportunity, the hiding disciples of Wangyue Pavilion jumped out of their horns and rushed towards this side.
Hou Guangjian's face was as cold as ice and he shouted loudly: "Don't come over, kill Xie Wendong first."
"Yes" Hou Guangjian's bravery boosted the morale of the Wangyue Pavilion disciples, and they roared and swarmed towards Xie Wendong.
Jinyan had already loaded the magazine, and while firing at the crazy Wangyue Pavilion disciples, he asked: "Brother Dong, what should we do now?"
After all, the bullets are limited, only a dozen rounds, and if they are gone, I'm afraid the opponent won't Giving him a chance to change bullets.
Xie Wendong also took out his silver gun at this time.
Facing the dozens of Wangyue Pavilion disciples with ferocious faces and murderous intent, he seemed to show no signs of nervousness.
Instead, he smiled calmly and said, "What should I do?
Cold salad."
As he said this, he fired two shots with his bare hands.
Two bullets flew close to each other in the crowd, like a sea of rocks, without any movement.
Golden Eyes grinned as he watched, and hurriedly grabbed the silver gun from Xie Wendong's hand and took it.
He fired the two guns left and right, firing continuously at the Wangyue Pavilion gang members who were charging towards them.
The power of the golden eyes wielded by both guns was more than twice as powerful as the single gun.
The most important thing was that it caused a great psychological deterrent to the opponent.
After being defeated by five people in a row, the disciple of Wangyue Pavilion Feeling timid, they all slowed down their pace, spread out at the same time, and moved forward cautiously and warily.
The disciples who knew how to use hidden weapons also held the hidden weapons in their palms, preparing to give Xie Wendong and Jinyan a fatal blow.
"Retreat" Jinyan held two guns and stood in front of Xie Wendong.
The disciple of Wangyue Pavilion took a step forward, and he protected Xie Wendong and took a step back.
On the other side, in just the blink of an eye, Hou Guangjian had injured dozens of people in the bloody massacre and the Beihongmen camp.
His body was like a ghost, moving east and west, erratic, and a chain whip was waving so hard that no one could see through it.
From time to time, bursts of screams could be heard from the crowd, along with the sounds of broken bones and tendons.
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Unfortunately, Hou Guangjian didn't dare to fight.
He lowered his body, used the crowd around him as cover, and rushed into the hotel in a few steps.
The person who fired the shot was Dong Xinlei who was on the platform of the high-rise building.
The sniper rifle was powerful.
Even if Hou Guangjian didn't see where he was, even if he stood face to face, it would be difficult for him to avoid the sniper rifle.
Moreover, Dong Xinlei's gun was equipped with a silencer.
No matter how sensitive Hou Guangjian's ears were, , nothing can be heard from such a long distance.
Two consecutive shots failed to hit Hou Guangjian's vital part.
Dong Xinlei was also very upset and patted the edge of the table angrily.
This is not because there is a problem with his marksmanship, but because Hou Guangjian is too fast.
He walks through the crowd, changing back and forth, making it extremely difficult for Dong Xinlei to aim.
In addition, the people around Hou Guangjian are very real.
There were too many.
Dong Xinlei basically shot at Hou Guangjian through the gaps in the crowd.
This made it more difficult.
It was not easy to hurt Hou Guangjian.
Seeing Hou Guangjian being injured and fleeing into the hotel, two Beihongmen officers shouted and chased him in with guns drawn.
The two chased them faster and came out even faster.
They heard two muffled bangs in the hotel.
Amidst the screams, two Beihongmen personnel flew out upside down, with a bloody streak on their chests.
While Hou Guangjian was escaping back to the hotel, two more people jumped out of the window on the second floor, one in front and one behind, one black and one white.
The one in white is Yan Junwei, and the one in black is Shen Hongsong.
After Yan Junwei landed, he ran straight towards Xie Wendong without stopping, while Shen Hongsong blocked the door of the hotel, using his hands and feet to push back those who wanted to chase Hou Guangjian.
Speaking of Yan Junwei, he was very fast, like a white lightning, shooting straight at Xie Wendong.
At the same time, a cold light suddenly appeared in his cuffs, and two narrow and thin daggers that were more than a foot long popped out.
The golden eye saw clearly, and his heart was shocked.
The secret was powerful.
Just looking at the opponent's body skills, it was not difficult to guess how high this person's kung fu was.
I'm afraid it was only above Tang Yin, but not below him.
Although he was frightened, his hands were not idle.
He raised both guns at the same time and started shooting continuously at Yan Junwei who was shooting towards him.
Yan Junwei relied on his astonishing movement skills to advance in an S-shape on the street, sometimes turning to the left, sometimes to the right, looking for bunkers to hide from time to time, and dodging the Golden Eye's shots.
Although his speed slowed down, more than half of the bullets in the golden eye gun were consumed.
Jin Yan knew what was going on, and knew that the ammunition in the gun was tight.
He did not dare to shoot continuously, so he had to protect Xie Wendong and retreat continuously.
They both focused their energy on the enemy in front, but ignored the enemy behind them.
Not far behind Xie Wendong and Jin Yan, four young men were lurking.
Judging from their clothes, they looked like ordinary pedestrians on the street, but they all had bright swords in their hands.
Seeing Xie Wendong's golden eyes facing away from him, and backing away little by little, the faces of the four people showed joy, and one of them whispered: "We don't need to go out, Xie Wendong himself came to the door, hehe, we deserve it."
You have done a good job today.
Let’s launch a sneak attack together later and kill Xie Wendong.”
"Okay."
The other three young people nodded in agreement.
One of the young men in his early twenties kept pushing forward, but was pushed back by the young man who just spoke, and shouted in a low voice: "Why are you squeezing?"
"I want to kill Xie Wendong too," the young man in his early twenties said nervously in a low voice.
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"You" the young man grinned, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Little brother, with your skills, going up will only cause trouble for us, just watch the fun from behind."
As he spoke, his eyes stared unblinkingly.
Looking at Xie Wendong's back, he subconsciously grasped the steel knife in his hand tightly.
Xie Wendong and Jinyan retreated closer and closer to them, ten meters, eight meters, seven meters, six meters away.
The faces of the four young people became more and more solemn.
Several of them were excited and nervous at the same time.
Their hearts were already in their throats, and their palms were There's sweat all over my back.
When Xie Wendong was only five meters away from the entrance of the alley, the eyes of the four young men flashed with murderous intent, and the swords in their hands were slowly raised.
They only waited for Xie Wendong to take a few steps back before giving him a fatal blow.
At this moment, the young man in his early twenties squatting at the end suddenly stretched out his hand, patted the shoulder of the young man in front of him, and whispered: "Senior Brother" "What's wrong?"
The young man didn't understand what was going on.
At the same time, he also saw a white dagger with a cold light, which was close to his throat. flutter He was not given any chance, not even time to think, that his companion would suddenly kill him.
He covered his throat with both hands, opened and closed his mouth, wanting to shout, wanting to question, but unfortunately, his vocal cords had been cut.
He couldn't say a word, just a creepy low gurgling sound coming from his throat.
The young man in his early twenties held him up when he was about to fall and whispered: "Brother, don't be nervous, stand still."
The two young men on both sides were not aware of what was happening behind them.
They were lying at the entrance of the alley, staring intently at Xie Wendong, who was getting closer and closer.
Hearing the whispers behind him, one of the young men behind him turned his head impatiently and shouted in a low voice: "Don't talk."
Halfway through, when he saw everything behind him clearly, the words around his mouth seemed to turn into a lump.
The goose feathers were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't speak anymore.
"you" But the young man who came forward was well prepared.
The other party only said the word "you", and his dagger had already stabbed into the young man's heart.
At the same time, he smiled and said: "I'm sorry":