The Three Realms of Super Students

But I saw that the black Kowloon pattern card slowly drifted down in front of Jincheng Sheng, and the muzzle of the black hole was also exposed in Jincheng Sheng's career, and the person holding the gun was not someone else. It was Shao Wenhua who had not killed him before.

However, Jin Chengsheng no longer had any sneak attacks last time, and the chance of struggling was there because Shao Wenhua had pulled the trigger hard at the moment when he raised his head.

Just listen to ‘Boom—! 'A piercing gunshot pierced the night sky, and Jin Chengsheng's forehead had an extra blood hole, and his body fell down straight as if he had been emptied of his bones, and the black Kowloon post Fall in front of him ...

When the gunshots fell, Tian Hongfei on the side showed that Jin Chengsheng, who had fallen on the ground and had no interest, then set his eyes on Shao Wenhua. At this time, Shao Wenhua had a very striking wound on his neck. Hurry Concern, Road.

"Shao Wenhua, are you okay?"

In response, Shao Wenhua shook his hand, even covering the wound on his neck with gauze, and sighed deeply.

"Although this Jin Chengsheng has turned to the door of the Golden Gate Group, he has not ended a good end, but he is indeed a character in terms of things."

It is said that Tian Hongfei nodded irreproachably, and he recognized Jin Chengsheng's statement.

Afterwards, Shao Wenhua and Tian Hongfei respectively led a group of their brethren to start cleaning the battlefield, and arranged for the brethren who were injured in the process of just fighting to get up and walk out of the fifth warehouse.

Shao Wenhua came to the silver-grey van that Zhang Xiaofan was riding for the first time and opened the door.

"Fan brother, the task was successfully completed."

In response, Zhang Xiaofan was a bit tired and said he knew it. Then he took out his mobile phone and found a phone number in the address book of Mr. Song. He chased it out directly.

"Hello, is it Mr. Song?"

"The things on my side have been resolved. You can arrange for people to come over."

"Asi Ba, you can finish the matter over the Wharf."

"Do you know that just when your Wharf was on duty, the 112 calls on my side were almost exploded, okay?"

"Okay, don't talk too much nonsense, people on my side will soon arrive at the scene, you guys in Wharf will also try to do something, don't be hit by people on my side."

Speaking of which, Mr. Song had a slight tone, and immediately used a tentative tone to Zhang Xiaofan and said.

"Mr. Zhang, about Mr. Li ..."

"Hahaha ..."

"Mr. Song is assured that I will not only make a few words for you in front of Li Zaisheng, but I will also arrange for someone to charge 50 million won to your account on time before the action begins."

"Just don't know. Did Mr. Song receive it as scheduled?"

When Zhang Xiaofan said this, he could not help but bring a touch of playful color, as if all the situations in the field, including Mr. Song on the other end of the phone, were pinched.

"Hey ..."

"See, see, Mr. Zhang is very happy to cooperate with you, I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate next time."

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Song looked at the 50 million won that suddenly appeared in his account, and the smile on his face could not be suppressed anyway.

"Mr. Zhang, I hope we have another chance to cooperate next time. Bye."

"Sure, Mr. Song!"

Speaking of which, Zhang Xiaofan did not say anything more to this Mr. Song, but hung up the phone directly.

After seeing Shao Wenhua and Tian Hongfei getting in the car one after another, Zhang Xiaofan drew a wink from the driver, and the van was driving in the direction of Guanyue Mountain.

As for this group of wounded brethren, they were arranged to Samsung Hospital in Seoul. I believe Li Zaisheng will be able to handle the injuries of this group of brothers properly, without having to worry about Zhang Xiaofan.