Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The blade suddenly turned when it was about to pierce into Liang Jiarong’s abdomen, and then fell in a natural fall. When it was about to land, a foot in cloth shoes stretched out and kicked on the back of the sword. It bounced up again at a faster speed and fell into the hand of a slender condyle, and then the hand holding the handle of the knife slammed into the face of the kidnapper who jumped up with his broken wrist. .

When the loud noise sounded, Lin Ziyu was also staggered by the sound wave, her figure was not straight, a little black light flashed in the corner of her eye, and then there was a sharp pain in her wrist, which made her feel relieved. The hand, the small pistol also fell down, and was taken away by a generous palm in mid-air.

When she looked up in shock, the black shadow had already circled around the two waiters holding submachine guns beside her. The submachine gun brought a dazzling mark in the air and fell into the two walking out from the crowd. In the hands of a tall man, her small gun passed through the two and fell into the hands of the handsome man.

It takes only a few seconds from the loud noise to the sound wave.

The VIP room has completely changed.

The faces of Dong Er Shao and Liang Jiarong, who had escaped from the dead, were intertwined with horror and ecstasy, and tears burst into the eyes of their benefactor.

Dong Er Shao shook his lips and said, "Brother, brother, brother!"

Ying Shisan pushed aside his trembling hand that he wanted to hug, and pushed him aside. The knife held a knife in his hand and opened the door of the VIP room.

Various sounds, including fierce gunfire, penetrated through that line.

"Damn! What kind of glass is this! Gunpowder can't be broken!"

"Brother, run! There is a fight over there!"

"What are you running? They beat them! Quick, give me the hammer!"

"DaDaDa!" the sound of the submachine gun.

The joyous laughter in the VIP room was suddenly muted after a delay of a moment.

Ying Thirteen opened the door open.

All the decorations in the VIP room are made of real materials, even the doors are thick and soundproof, the outside is already messed up, and there is no sound inside.

The corridor was in chaos due to the explosion, and several men covered in black cloth were holding hammers desperately knocking on the glass cabinet where the white jade lotus was placed.

On the other side of the corridor, more than a dozen men with guns were forced behind the pillars to shoot at the people in the innermost VIP room.

The bullet screamed sharply, hitting dense pits on the wall, and if someone had a head, he would be hit by the bullet, and blood stains on the wall, blooming like a peach blossom.

Ying Thirteen's gaze swept over the few men who screamed excitedly because of the crack in the glass cabinet, and beckoned to Ye Po.

Ye Po knocked the two waiters stunned to the ground, took a look at Lin Ziyu, took the knife thrown by Ying Shisan, took a look at the edge of the door, and then turned back and smiled at Ling Qingyu. , Came out.

"Poer!" Ling Qingyu yelled and turned to look at Yan San.

Yan San was standing at the gambling table, knocked on the table with a pistol in one hand, and said to the two stupid men: "Pretend, continue to pretend." Seeing Ling Qingyu look over, he raised his hand and threw the gun to Yang Zhao and Zhao Yinfeng left the gaming table to take her from Zhao Yinfeng's arms, with a smile that made her feel at ease at the corners of their mouths, and whispered, "Nothing."

Young Master Fang got up from the ground, patted Ying Jiu on the shoulder, and said to the two men who were pretending to be money: "Good boy, you dare to grab Lao Tzu's money, honestly explain, who sent it!"

"That's not your money now." Yan San said coolly.

Young Master Fang was taken aback, remembering that he had indeed lost nearly 50 million, didn't he say that the money belonged to him?

There were a few huge explosions outside the door, and the sound wave shook the door of the VIP room twice.

The people inside the door screamed and panicked again.

After Dong Er Shao gave Ying Thirteen a fist in an ancient ceremony, he rushed back into the crowd with a swish, and Liang Jiarong also said thank you and retreated.

"San Ye, they moved here." Ying Shisan called back, and Young Master Fang immediately crouched at the door and looked out.

There was a person standing deep in the corridor, and the rocket launcher on his shoulders was firing a shell, which exploded directly on the pillars, directly blasting away the few people remaining behind the pillars.

Young Master Fang's face was pale, his legs trembling as if he hadn't softened to the ground at all, he watched as another person came out in the corridor, with the rocket launcher on his shoulder facing...

This is the direction of their VIP room.

Ying Shisan carried him and threw him to the side, closed the door, and Ying Jiu flashed aside, shouting: "Get out of the way!"

Hearing the howling sound, Yan San pressed Ling Qingyu to the ground and covered his body, and Zhao Yinfeng on one side covered his huge body.

When the others saw it, they all lay down on the ground without hesitation.

Only Ye Shixi's slender figure like a bamboo stood in it.

With a sharp howl, the cannonball hit the door of the VIP hall directly into a big hole and hit the crowd directly, and it was about to explode.

Chu Nan pressed her body onto Zhong Chufei's body and cursed inwardly.

Everyone hugged their heads and lowered their bodies in horror. No one saw it. In that moment, Ying Jiu threw out the knife in his hand.

Ye Shiyi took the knife with his hand, and his whole body was violent, and he flew up, and the knife head slapped the bullet.

Take the shell back to the original road.

The cannonball flew back through the hole where it came from, exploded halfway, exploded and cracked the corridor.

From the entrance of the cave, Ying Thirteen saw smoke filled with rubble flying in the sky, and the men finally knocked on the glass cabinet and took out the white jade lotus with joy, but they just ran back a few steps, and they looked like a figure. The person ran over from the exit, cut them down easily, and then copied the white jade lotus.

Flashing into the door, Ye Po said: "Many people came over there too, holding guns, saying that they wanted to save Brother Dong." As he said, he threw a submachine gun to Yang Zhao.

"Not from the National Security Bureau?" Yang Zhao stood up, picked up the gun, and asked.

Ye Po shook his head and said, "The policeman above is almost done, the gambling hall below is evacuating, and the police are all below."

Why did the shell explode outside? With doubts in their hearts, the people in the hall had no intention of paying attention to these things.

"Brother Dong's people will not worry about us, they will kill when they see people." Mr. Ji faced Yan Sandao. The strength of this group of people is beyond his imagination, and there may be a way to survive with them.

Yan San helped Ling Qingyu to stand up, and looked at her face that had been shaken pale because of the loud noise just now, a vicious flash on her face.

Yang Zhao opened the gun for insurance, and said faintly: "Then you can only act first to be stronger."

Uh! Strike first?