These are troubled times, and Zhang Bingquan shouldn't be too aggressive.
Logically speaking, he should put aside his hatred for the time being and wait for the future to take revenge for today's attack.
However, he did not do this, but chose to find trouble with a "Yankee".
If not for anything else, it was because he was holding a breath in his heart.
This tone was generated because Xie Wendong made him lose all his territory in just one day.
This kind of shame is unbearable for anyone.
Now, he seemed to be looking for someone to vent his bad breath.
Obviously, someone was so ignorant today that he hit the muzzle of the gun.
"Brother Zhang, I'm going to ask the brothers to go with us."
A bodyguard leaned over and was about to leave.
Zhang Bingquan didn't let him do this.
He just stretched out his right hand and patted his shoulder: "No, just a bunch of thirty people, we can handle it."
The bodyguard frowned and felt something was wrong and said: "Brother Zhang, just to be on the safe side, let's call some people.
This way, the brothers won't worry."
"Hmph, a thing like this is worthy of calling so many people."
Zhang Bingquan pointed at the corpses on the ground and said coldly.
Seeing Zhang Bingquan's somewhat complaining tone, the bodyguard couldn't say anything.
Several people brought double the number of handguns and bullets needed for individual combat.
After checking the weapons in their hands, they left the room.
I don’t know whether it was because the people in the hotel were too scared to come forward, or because the sound insulation effect of the room was very good.
After such a fierce gun battle, no one in the next room came out to see what was going on.
The hotel waiter did not dare to show up, let alone call the police, because he knew that if the police knew that there was such a place, they would not need to open the hotel.
The group of people walked out of the hotel gate, got into a very ordinary car, and headed to the place that the gangster mentioned before he died.
The place the gangster was talking about was actually a small nightclub.
The gangster named "Yankee" was currently on the second floor of the nightclub.
Next door to the "Yankee" box, a group of people were drinking beer leisurely.
While eating peanuts and melon seeds, one of the young men asked: "Brother Dong, do you think Zhang Bingquan will come?
Are those little gangsters reliable?"
The young man's surname is Yuan Tianzhong, and he is Xie Wendong's number one general.
He spoke and used the honorific title "Brother Dong", so there is no doubt that this "Brother Dong" must be Xie Wendong.
A young man wearing a Chinese tunic suit with eyes as sharp as a falcon placed a "cannon" in his hand and replied: "God knows."
In front of them, there was a chess set.
Xie Wendong used chess as if he were using soldiers.
The two pawns had already crossed the border between Chu and Han and were heading towards Yuan Tianzhong's base camp.
Yuan Tianzhong said worriedly: "Brother Dong, leave it to me to kill Zhang Bingquan.
I am confident in taking off his head.
After waiting for so long, he hasn't come yet.
He must have sensed something."
Xie Wendong did not directly answer Yuan Tianzhong's question.
He just looked down at the chessboard and said calmly: "Chaos world, Yin and Yang poles, all mysteries can be found on this chessboard.
If we want to see through this mystery, we must first put our mind at ease.
If you are calm, your mind will always be clear.
If you are impetuous, you will not achieve great things."
Yuan Tianzhong said oh and gave a simple answer.
To be honest, Xie Wendong didn't have any confidence in his heart.
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What he is doing now is just a game, a game where the outcome is determined purely by luck.
The pendulum swung by ticking, and with an hour or two left before dawn, Zhang Bingquan finally appeared at the door of the nightclub.
Just when Xie Wendong was about to "capture the king with two pawns", his cell phone rang.
After pressing the answer button, Liu Bo's deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Dong, the prey has appeared."
"Are you sure it's Zhang Bingquan himself?"
Xie Wendong perked up and asked.
"It's 100% him."
Liu Bo replied confidently.
After listening, Xie Wendong had a hint of evil charm on his lips: "Very good, is the door ready?"
Without thinking, Liu Bo replied: "It's done.
It's hidden.
As long as they push it, they can get in."
"Well done, now it's up to Zhang Bingquan."
Xie Wendong said with satisfaction.
"Well, I will always pay attention to the situation on their side, please don't worry, Brother Dong."
Liu Bo replied.
Of course Xie Wendong felt relieved when Liu Bo was doing things, otherwise, how could he have given him such an important department of the secret team.
A gust of breeze came, swirling the dark hair of Zhang Bingquan and several bodyguards.
The sculpture-like facial features are clear, and under the faint illumination of the street lamp, they give people a dizzying coldness.
Approaching this seemingly ordinary nightclub, the hatred in Zhang Bingquan's heart filled the surrounding air like dust, changing the surrounding aura.
"Enjoy the joy of death, enjoy this moment.
Remember this feeling, because our butcher knife will chop off Xie Wendong's head sooner or later.
Now, it's just an advance of that pleasure.
"Zhang Bingquan held his nose high and said demonically.
The bodyguards looked around and nodded.
Seeing the closed door, Zhang Bingquan didn't feel any help.
With a shake of his head, he leaped for life and climbed to a window below the nightclub.
Then he kicked his legs, clasped his hands, his clothes were flying, and in just a few clicks, he went up to the balcony on the second floor.
The whole set of actions only took three seconds.
The level of proficiency and coherence is simply breathtaking.
His agility is far superior to that of members of the DH super special forces selected from thousands of people.
This is indeed the case.
In just one year, Zhang Bingquan climbed to the "powerful" position of the Qing Gang's "Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning".
His strength is certainly not simple.
Zhang Bingquan climbed onto the balcony of the nightclub as if walking on flat ground, and the bodyguards followed closely behind, climbing up the wall.
Although their movements are far slower than Zhang Bingquan's, it is not difficult for them to climb a wall.
The group of people walked along the balcony and slowly groped their way into the nightclub.
Opening the door, several people saw that there were still a few lights on in the nightclub.
A couple of young-looking young people fell on the sofa and fell asleep.
Ignoring these people who had nothing to do with him, Zhang Bingquan slowly walked towards the bar.
On the bar, a man dressed as a waiter crossed his hands and buried his head in his hands.
Faintly, everyone could still hear the snoring coming from his mouth.
Zhang Bingquan looked at the waiter, and then winked at a bodyguard beside him.
The bodyguard took a few steps forward.
"Hey, man.
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Do you have a Chinese named "Yankee" here?
Where is he?"
The bodyguard clenched his fist and knocked on the table.
"Uh" the waiter suddenly raised his head from the bar: "Welcome."
Seeing the waiter yawning profusely, the bodyguard repeated what he said just now.
After stretching, the waiter finally made a clear distinction between the real world and Duke Zhou's world.
As he spoke, he covered his mouth with his hand: "Oh, look for our boss, he is over there.
Keep walking until you reach the inside of the corridor.
After walking inside, there are two corners.
Take the one on the left and we are here.
The second room, that's it.
Which one of the words "Pacific" is correct?
Who are you?
What do you want to do with our brother?"
"Kill your people."
The bodyguard's expression changed, he pressed the waiter's mouth with his left hand, held the knife in his right hand, and pushed the whole blade into the young man's neck.
The waiter was still in a semi-confused state.
It wasn't until his neck tightened and his flesh was pierced that he realized that these people in front of him were not good people.
However, it was too late to know this at this time.
Letting go of the waiter, they followed the direction he pointed and found the private room called "Pacific".
Without hesitation, a bodyguard raised his foot and kicked him over.
With a "bang" sound, the door was opened
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