The rise of the reborn hero

One month later.

Su Dingbei asked Su Pingnan why he was so tough this time.

"Why did you choose such a violent method? Second brother, I remember you said you should never get angry easily and never end yourself until absolutely necessary. Why did you do this?"

"Very simple. Su

Pingnan looked at his sister who looked more and more like him and said,"To open up the situation on the other side of the ocean, first, we need to build confidence." Second, establish an image"

"Throughout history, whether it is a country or a nation, all human self-confidence is based on killing, and I never think that my Jinxiu is just a simple plutocrat."

Su Pingnan, who was holding his hands behind his back, said this very domineeringly, while Su Dingbei on the side actually had a look of deep understanding on his face, clearly showing the ambition contained in these two siblings.

"Our purpose in accumulating capital is control. Don't treat violent methods as chamber pots. They are all brainwashed fools. Have you ever seen a country that gave up its army?"

The man was smoking a cigar, and his figure was straight and straight. The woman was holding a green mole in her mouth, as cool as a flower. The two stood side by side at the highest point in Tiannan, looking at the falling snowflakes, with unconcealable ambition in their eyes. Ambition............

Shake the aerosol can in your hand to mix the paint inside. The swaggering Potato Nib smeared the long-eared rabbit on Ninth Street in the South Side beyond recognition, but he wasn't quite satisfied.

So he then drew the six-pointed star that represented the O block symbol. This move completely angered the other party. Several people who had already heard the news and rushed over immediately raised their hands and shot. A bullet hit his shoulder and blood spattered everywhere.

Then the melee began.

To be honest, the shooting skills of both sides are not very good. They are more accustomed to putting their weapons on the target's head and firing, which makes shooting at long distances basically a joke for these people.

They are all one action.

Pull the trigger like crazy at the vague target in the dark. Whether you can hit it or whether you will be hit by the opponent depends on God.

The figures falling down and wailing one after another did not make both sides timid. At this time, the guys in Block O showed their ferocity. Under the leadership of Joe Troy, they charged at each other brazenly.

Maybe the reason why the people in front are so brave is just a pair of brand new aj shoes, but no one cares about death. For many of them, death is heaven, but life is hell............... hb club.

This muddy place with sewage flowing across the door is actually the safest place in the entire South Ninth District. In recent years, there have never been any crimes such as shootings, robberies, thefts, etc. here.

The reason is simple. This is the base camp of Mr. Finn who has absolute control over District 9.

Four cars stopped at a blind spot thirty meters away from the club at eleven fifteen.

Nine people came down, all with oriental faces, and the leader was actually a woman.

Murong Qingqing's steps were very light, and Di Yaoyang and others followed her silently, since they were slowly moving along the blind corner of the street towards the fire escape on the right side of the club. hb club is still an old building from 20 years ago, which gives them a chance

"Take the fire escape."

The coldness of the iron handrail was not as flexible as Murong Qingqing's. The woman was as nimble as a civet cat. She turned over lightly and was already standing at the corner of the stairs. The side door on the third floor was ajar, Di Yaoyang smiled," These ghost guys are too careless.

Murong Qingqing sneered,"Careless?" The price of keeping this door ajar is thirty sets of front-end houses in Haizhou."

This sentence silenced everyone

"Use the knife, but don't play with fire unless absolutely necessary."

At this moment, Murong Qingqing returned to her former demeanor as the eldest sister of Haidongqing. After giving instructions, she opened the iron door with her toes and rolled in at the same time.............

Terrified.

This feeling has been lingering in Ning Xiaoning's mind ever since Guy and the others suddenly lost contact, which also made the woman even more irritable and irritable.

She became more careful.

When she heard that the people below found that there were more and more strange niggas in the hotel where she lived, she was cunning and moved here immediately.

Finn was very obedient. He urgently needs to get the agency rights of Siena Group. And he has absolute control here, which can ensure his safety to the greatest extent.

The strange chirping sound outside the door made Ning Xiaoning, who was not asleep, immediately alert.

She stood up, turned on the desk lamp, opened the drawer and held a small pistol in her left hand. Every time at this time, she would hate that man Tiannan extremely.

He was the one who made his right hand lose the right to hold a gun.

"who?"

The woman's voice was not loud, but the safety of the pistol in her left hand had been turned on silently.

The door was slammed open, and the loud music from the bottom floor immediately entered her eardrums. Before she could react, a black figure had slammed into her..

Ning Xiaoning pulled the trigger on the black shadow without hesitation, and a series of crisp gunshots resounded throughout the entire floor.

The impact of the black shadow made the two of them fight to the end together. Under the warm light of the desk lamp, the woman just now She understood where the chirping sound came from.

Ken, the bodyguard who was lying on top of her and had lost his breath, had a cut in his neck and trachea as big as a child's mouth.

It seemed that this strong man's life was cut by such a small wound. Ning Xiaoning tried hard with both hands to push away the body that was pressed against her body. A woman with an oriental face had already rushed over. The other party didn't say any nonsense, she was decisive and scary. The woman's left hand deftly held her beloved shawl. She pulled her straight hair, exposing her beautiful neck to the air, and waved lightly with her right hand.

Then she let go, opened the window and jumped out. During the whole process, Murong Qingqing didn't make a sound, as cold as the cold wind in winter..

The aorta was completely severed, and Ning Xiaoning's hands were unable to stop the spray of blood with such force. Although she tried all her strength, dark red blood still continued to spurt out from her fingers. All over her body Her strength was passing away little by little. Ning Xiaoning turned a blind eye to the anxious and roaring faces of the ghost guys who had rushed through the door. The last memory of her life was that beautiful and indifferent face and the dazzling three-clawed black dragon on the other person's collar.

"beautiful."

With Finn's anxious expression, Ning Xiaoning said two Chinese characters for Xia in a hoarse voice, and then her whole body convulsed a few times and then there was no movement at all.