Machine Wars : Full Metal Storm

Give Boss Wan a smile!

As soon as these words came out, the entire Chunming Teahouse was in an uproar.

Wan Cheng's face was extremely sad, thinking that today was his birthday party, and Chi Gui actually wanted to send him a smile. Wasn't he turning his birthday into his death anniversary?

He hasn't had an attack yet.

The gang members of the 'Black Owl' and his son had already pointed at Luo Yan and cursed angrily.

"What did you say, have the guts to say it again!"

"You are so brave, today is my father's birthday, you dare to talk nonsense!"

All kinds of sounds were heard everywhere.

Seeing this situation, Uncle Ya felt that this situation would never come back, so the old man took the opportunity to back away little by little and retreated into the crowd.

Other guests also talked among themselves.

"Who is that person wearing the mask? He is so arrogant?"

"??????????????? How long have you not been out and about? Haven't you heard of the Red Gate 'Red Ghost'?"

"I heard that at the New Year's Eve banquet, the red door was so heavy that Boss Wan and others could not lift their heads. Many people died in Temple Street that night. It was cleaned all night long, and the smell of blood was still there the next day."

"Good guy, this is too arrogant. It's even crazier than when I was young."

Inside the crowd.

Gao Lin sat on the table and did not move. He finished smoking the cigarette in his hand with a smile before planning to get up.

Just then.

Someone sat down at his table again.

This man was wearing a hooded sportswear, with the hat on his head. Now he took it off, revealing a face that was not young but had stern lines.

Gao Lin suddenly stiffened.

The man picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Gao Lin, and pushed it over.

He said calmly: "Old captain, long time no see."

At the entrance of the teahouse.

The light of the sword pierced the air and cut off every hand that dared to point at Luo Yan.

Suddenly there were screams.

Wan Cheng had a sharp eye and quick hands, and reached out to pull his son back, thus avoiding the disaster of having his hand broken.

Wei Junyi held a knife in one hand, stood beside Luo Yan, and looked around coldly.

It feels like I will chop someone if I reach out my hand again.

There were gasps of air-conditioning all around, and the guests retreated one after another to avoid harming the fish in the pond.

At this time, Wan Cheng was extremely angry and laughed back: "Hongmen is so prestigious. I don't know how my surname Wan offended Mr. Chigui. Hongmen actually wants to cause trouble at Wan's birthday banquet!"

Wen Zou chuckled and said, "Don't you know what your surnamed Wan has done?"

"Our father was attacked on the street last night. We have asked Jiu Feng to investigate. The person who attacked our father was sent by your surname Wan."

There was another uproar.

Uncle Ya even looked at Wan Cheng. The old man's expression was complicated and finally turned into a sigh.

Wan Cheng said without changing his expression: "Spewing blood at others!"

"It is said that someone named Wan did it, do you have evidence?"

Wen Zou was about to say something, but when he saw Luo Yan raised his hand, he immediately closed his mouth.

Luo Yan, in the mask, looked at Wan Cheng and said word by word: "I'm not here to argue with you today, but to invite you on your way."

Wei Junyi shouted: "This is the grudge between Hongmen and Black Owl. Anyone who has nothing to do with it, please stay away."

"You are limited to leave within 1 minute. Those who do not leave within the time limit will be regarded as enemies of the Red Gate!"

"Kill without mercy!"

The last sentence was addressed to the people behind the scenes.

Suddenly, there were different voices outside the gate, and at the same time, a voice sounded: "Yes!"

Hearing this, the guests turned pale, and a fat man came out hesitantly and bowed his hands to Wan Chenggong.

"Boss Wan, I just remembered that I have to do nothing important tonight. Liu will leave first."

After saying that, the fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, shrank his head, and carefully passed by Hongmen and others.

The crowd at the red door behind them immediately made way for the fat man to pass.

Seeing this, the other guests hurriedly left and some of them ran away in a hurry without even saying hello to Wan Cheng.

In the end, even the leaders of organizations like Uncle Ya found an excuse to leave.

Immediately.

In the teahouse, only the people from Wancheng and Gao Lin's table in the corner were left.

At this time, only 50 seconds had passed.

Wen Zou chuckled lightly and said to the other black owl gang members: "As long as you surrender, our Red Sect will forget about it and let you leave."

"otherwise..."

He didn't finish his words, but at this moment, figures appeared on the building opposite the Xiangming Teahouse.

The people from the 'Iron Horse' are here.

With Luo Yan's investment, the number of "Iron Horse" personnel increased and even the equipment was changed.

Now the troops are strong, the horses are strong, and the equipment is well-equipped.

Once they occupied the commanding heights, the black muzzles of their guns were pointed at the gang members of the 'Black Owl' below.

Suddenly, everyone in the 'Black Owl' gang was in danger. They saw that the 'Iron Horse' not only used automatic rifles.

Inside, there were two more people carrying rocket launchers.

With such firepower, how could they, the ‘Black Owl’, hit them on the head?

In the teahouse, when Wen Zou finished speaking, exactly one minute had passed.

So Luo Yan walked forward.

The 'blood-changing meridian' is running, and a blood-red glow shines around the body, reflecting in all directions.

Luo Yan didn't walk fast, but every step left a shallow but clear footprint on the teahouse floor.

Watching Wan Cheng's back, sweat dripped down his back.

He couldn't help but look at Gao Lin, and saw the old man sitting on a chair, crossing his legs and sipping tea.

‘Having a good laugh’ with a strange man in sportswear.

this?

"What are you going to do?"

"stop!"

"I order you to stop!"

Wan Cheng's son suddenly raised his hand, and there was a pistol in his hand.

As soon as he pointed at Luo Yan, a cold light flashed through, and the young man saw that his hand was broken at the root.

He was stunned for a moment, then his expression twisted, and a scream came to his lips.

There was another chill in my throat.

Wei Junyi drew the knife and then put it away, watching indifferently as Wan Cheng's son covered his neck with one hand, his eyes bulging, and he fell to the sky.

"Shuwen!"

Wan Cheng was furious. Without waiting for Gao Lin to take action, he shouted angrily, and his Yuan Power exploded. A tiger-like beast appeared around him, its body was pitch black, and its eyes were glowing green.

Then he reached out with both hands, his five fingers like claws, lingering with a trace of black and green aura, and grabbed Luo Yan.

Luo Yan raised his hand.

The 'Huanlong' sword jumped into his hand at some point.

Suddenly there was a thunderous explosion between him and Wan Cheng.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.

Wan Cheng first flew out ten fingers, and then suddenly exploded a large cloud of blood mist from his shoulders to his waist.

He stopped.

His eyes rolled.

Then he fell to the ground, and the red dress became more and more dazzling in the blood that gradually spread and flowed.

The teahouse was silent.

Luo Yan put down his long knife and looked around.

The gang members of the 'Black Owl' looked at each other in confusion, and then whoever took the lead threw their weapons on the ground. Then the others followed suit and abandoned their weapons and surrendered.

Luo Yan glanced at the table at the back of the teahouse, turned around and left.

Then the people at the Red Gate began to leave. At this time, someone in the crowd hurriedly ran out and caught up with Luo Yan.

"Mr. Chigui."

"My name is Deng An, and I take care of all the business of this 'Black Owl'."

"Please allow me to report to you."