Machine Wars : Full Metal Storm

Wen Zou took out a mobile phone and handed it to Luo Yan.

Luo Yan took it out and found a video on his phone. It looked like it was taken from a surveillance camera on the street.

In the image, I saw a car parked outside Chunming Teahouse on the long street.

The car door opened and people came out one after another.

There was a tall young man and an old man with a slight stoop and black clothes and black shoes.

Next to him, Wen Zou said: "Of those two people, one is Luo Nanxing, the son of Luo Tianyi, a big man in the city, and the latter is the old man who ambushed you on the long street that night."

"His name is Gao Lin, and he is the former commander of the Guangling Mecha Corps."

Wen Zou said with excitement and seemed quite excited: "Jiu Feng said that on the night of the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, these two people went to Chunming Tea House."

"Sir, this Chunming Teahouse is the headquarters of the 'Black Owl'."

After explaining, Wen Zou continued: "After Luo Nanxing and Gao Lin came to see Wan Cheng, Wan Cheng started to move around in many directions.

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"I met a lot of people in the past few days."

"And just today, he has moved forward his original birthday after the Lantern Festival. Today he is hosting a birthday banquet at the Xiangming Teahouse, where he has hosted many prominent figures in the old city."

Luo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly under the mask.

"Birthday banquet?"

"Go and call the Iron Horse over."

"Let Junyi prepare."

"Let's also go and 'congratulate' Mr. Wan on his birthday."

Wen Zou raised his eyebrows, his whole body felt like an electric shock, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up.

From Luo Yan's words of 'congratulations on birthday', Wen Zou heard the murderous intent and thought that Wancheng might not be able to hold the birthday party tonight, and it is even more likely that his birthday would turn into a death anniversary!

9pm.

Wutong Street, where Chunming Tea House is located, was filled with all kinds of vehicles. Fortunately, a big battle broke out on another street yesterday, which completely destroyed the long street and attracted the attention of the Ministry of Security and the Guangling Corps. Tonight, no one went out in the old city.

There are very few people.

Otherwise, with so many cars parked on Wutong Street, from the street to the end of the street, I am afraid it will cause complaints from residents.

The Chunming Teahouse is decorated with lights tonight, with two red lanterns hanging outside the door. The greeters at the door are smiling so hard that they have to greet each guest one by one.

The guests who come to the teahouse tonight are all high-ranking people in the old city, and there are even people who can sit at the round table in the square at the New Year's Eve banquet.

The teahouse hall is full of shadows.

Hundreds of tables were packed.

Sitting on the main seat in the middle of the front, Wan Cheng's face was glowing red, and he was wearing a bright red dress with a wishful pattern, and every wrinkle in his body seemed to be glowing.

On a temporary stage behind him, the show had begun, with sonorous gongs and music, filling the atmosphere with an atmosphere of celebration.

"Boss Wan, I wish you a long life as long as Nanshan Mountain, as blessed as the East Sea, and a long and prosperous life."

"Mr. Wan, congratulations, I wish you a prosperous sun and a bright moon, and a long and prosperous spring."

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As he said birthday wishes, Wan Cheng kept nodding his head.

Ever since he promised the Luo family to use his influence at the Lantern Festival to create some trouble for the new city lord.

In recent days, he has been moving around a lot, keeping in touch with old friends, and moving forward his birthday party.

The purpose is to take the opportunity of today's banquet to arrange the details of the Lantern Festival.

Although Wan Cheng was smiling all over his face, he was a little dissatisfied inside.

Last night, he finally heard that the 'Red Gate' red ghost appeared in the old city.

At that moment, he quickly informed Gao Lin, and the old man also took action, but in the end, Chi Gui ran away.

Although tonight, Gao Lin is in the teahouse to prevent the red ghost from coming to take revenge.

But Wan Cheng still felt unhappy. The red ghost was still alive, and he always felt like there was a lump in his throat.

at this time.

Gao Lin, still dressed in black, sat at an inconspicuous table in the corner.

The old man crossed his legs, took out a tin cigarette box, rolled the tobacco in paper slowly, lit it and sucked deeply.

These cut tobacco are all made by himself, and some medicines that can replenish qi and strengthen vitality are added into them.

He was seriously injured when he was young and suffered from serious illness.

As a result, the cultivation level does not advance but retreats.

Although he now has the third level of Tongxuan, he knows very well that he cannot give it a try and does not dare to exhaust his cultivation.

That can trigger old injuries, which may get out of hand.

Otherwise, last night, he wouldn't have used 50% of his strength to test and then 70% of his strength to kill the enemy.

If there were no injuries on his body, he would have attacked with all his strength, and then even ten red ghosts would not be able to escape.

However, Chi Gui is a gang leader, not only has cultivated to a high level, but also possesses unique skills and secret techniques, which is really unexpected.

otherwise.

As a high-level cultivator, even if he only uses 70% of his strength, Gao Lin is sure to kill his target.

The old man took a breath of smoke, letting the medicine inside enter the lungs with the smoke, and then disperse throughout the body, so as to soothe the old wounds.

Sudden.

He stopped, his eyes slightly awe-inspiring, and his gaze swept across the hall and landed outside the teahouse door. Outside the gate of Chunming Teahouse, the receptionist whose face was numb with laughter suddenly saw cars coming from the intersection of Long Street.

We drove in and stopped near the teahouse.

Then the car doors opened one after another, and figures came out of the car.

Among them, a man wearing a wooden mask was the leader.

These people did not carry congratulatory gifts in their hands. Instead, they held rifles.

It's coming menacingly.

Tonight, every building on the long street and every dark alley are already filled with people from the 'Black Owl'.

At this moment, a pair of eyes saw the masked man and immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand: "It's broken, please inform Mr. Wan quickly, the people from the Red Gate are here."

Then the man whistled.

Then one after another big men came out of the shadows from the building and came forward to greet them.

Luo Yan kept pace, maintaining the original rhythm.

Wen Zou, who was walking next to him, said loudly: "Hongmen is here to congratulate Mr. Wan on his birthday. Who dares to stop him?"

As he spoke, the fake Taoist priest quickly formed his hand seals, and suddenly a tornado shot into the sky in front of the teahouse door, flying away the "Black Owl" gang blocking the door, and lifted up the skirts of all the welcoming ladies.

To the right of Luo Yan, Wei Junyi, who had a deep gaze and a cold expression, also rushed forward, swiped his one arm behind his back, and suddenly a beam of sword slashed forward, knocking down several big men who were lucky enough not to be blown away by the tornado.

then.

In front of Luo Yan, there was no obstacle until he reached the teahouse gate.

In the teahouse, hearing the movement, Wan Cheng glanced at Gao Lin first, and when he saw his head tilted slightly, he groaned and strode towards the door.

Then he saw the red ghost of the 'Red Gate', with his hands behind his back, he climbed up the stone steps in front of the door and met his eyes.

The opponent's red eyes in the mask were red and murderous, and Wancheng's pores shrank at the sight.

After calming down, Wan Cheng said: "Mr. Chigui, what does this mean?"

Luo Yan said calmly in his mask: "I heard it's your birthday today, so I came to congratulate you."

Next to Wan Cheng, the 'good old man' Uncle Ya came out and tried to smooth things over: "Mr. Chi Gui is here, so what are you waiting for? Please come in quickly. Please come in quickly."

At this time, someone said: "Since it's a birthday celebration, where are the gifts?"

"You can't come here to celebrate my dad's birthday with nothing, right?"

The person who spoke out was Wan Cheng's son, a young man in his early twenties.

"Congratulations, of course."

Luo Yan didn't even look at Wan Cheng's son, he only stared at Wan Cheng.

"Tonight, I came here specially to give Boss Wan a smile."