Su Jialiang withdrew his knife and said coldly: "Don't you surrender yet?"

Tanlang first glanced at Su Jialiang, then slowly turned his head to Ren Changfeng, pointed to the tip of the latter's nose, and said with a hoarse voice: "You...you are not dead."

That surprised look as if I saw a mummy sitting up in the tomb...

Ren Changfeng was stunned, then looked up at the Greedy Wolf who was half a head taller than him, and said tit-for-tat: "Yes, that's because I'm lucky. But your luck won't be so good. Thank you for your blessing. Now the other bosses of the Reapers League are dead, and no one can stop the Black Belt from unifying the Russian underworld. Speaking of this, I have to thank you, which saves me so much trouble."

Tianlang felt melancholy, cold and sad, and smiled sinisterly, his eyes swept across everyone's faces: "It seems that I shouldn't have come here."

Although Ren Changfeng's body was sore, his face was very happy: "You shouldn't have come here. If Wenqu Xingjun knew that you were so stupid that you came from the trap, you would probably be angry to death."

Let’s not talk about how Wenqu Xingjun reacted when he heard this sentence. Anyway, the Star Lord of Tanlang was going to be so angry when he heard this sentence.

He said in a muffled voice: "But I don't regret it. I have no regrets to be able to persist with the deputy hall master and the Qing Gang headquarters until the end."

Ren Changfeng shrugged: "Whatever you say."

Tianlang: "If you think you have controlled me, you will control the Qing Gang and you will be able to hold on to the ox ears of the underworld in the world? You won't naively think that you can rest assured."

Ren Changfeng knew that he was referring to the most threatening Wenqu Xingjun of the Qing Gang, and his eyes were cold: "Take you down first, and we will deal with Wenqu. This time, be sure to uproot the Qing Gang."

Tianlang's face was completely blood-colored, his eyes were empty and he looked at the kitchen headlights, and he covered his violently undulating chest with one hand and gasped heavily. Suddenly, Tianlang shook his head and stared at Ren Changfeng fiercely, screaming: "Don't be too happy too early. I won't let you catch the handle. I will also pull you as a cushion."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out a pistol from under his ribs and acted to pull the trigger at Ren Changfeng.

Everyone was shocked at the scene and thought to themselves that this guy was so crazy, why did he fight with everyone like a desperate person?

However, this sudden change did not allow Tianlang to succeed. He moved quickly, but someone was faster than him. A phantom instantly became real in front of Tianlang's eyes. Then Tianlang felt a heavy blow in his chest and flew out to the sky, instantly smashing the chair behind him.

The one who did it was Su Jialiang.

He was well-controlled and would never kick him to death with one kick.

"Hum!" Tianlang spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and a large piece of his chest was sunken, and several ribs seemed to have broken. He was afraid that he would commit suicide or hurt others, Su Jialiang quickly stepped on his wrist and reached out to snatch the pistol from his hand.

After a closer look, the gun was not even guaranteed, and it seemed that he was planning to die by himself.

Unfortunately, Su Jialiang's speed of pulling the gun was far faster than his body movement. Before his hands could pull out the gun, his feet had already flew out in advance.

"Don't struggle anymore, struggling will only make you suffer more." Su Jialiang pulled off the black mask with one hand, revealing a tough and indifferent face.

"Hahaha!" After Ren Changfeng was shocked, his arrogant laughter echoed throughout the meal, full of domineering laughter and Ren Changfeng's arrogant expression, like notes, spinning in front of Tianlang's eyes and mind, disintegrating Tianlang's nerves bit by bit.

Finally, Ren Changfeng stopped laughing and slowly turned his head to Tianlang. Tianlang inexplicably spitted blood, and it seemed that he would soon be out of control.

Ren Changfeng was stunned and said, "No, this old guy has taken poison."

Chen Shaohe had seen a dead man taking poison in his mouth before, but he didn't expect that people like Tan Lang would take poison. He reacted very quickly, so he quickly stepped forward, pinched Tan Lang's mouth, and leaned closer to him with his nose to smell it.

"No, it doesn't seem like taking poison."

Generally speaking, the most effective drug for suicide is drugs such as potassium cyanide. Once it enters the body, it will occur in the shortest time. The process is simple and there is no pain, and the possibility of treatment is almost zero. The taste of potassium cyanide is bitter almond, which is easy to distinguish.

But will Tanlang really put wax balls with potassium cyanide in his mouth?

Soon, Chen Shaohe denied the answer--he did not smell any bitter almonds. Then, he picked up the Gan Lang and looked around, but found no special trauma.

Could it be that Su Jialiang's kick just now directly exploded his heart?

Su Jialiang next to him was also a little anxious and said, "I have control?"

When they were struggling, Tanlang was gradually unable to do it and began to foam at the mouth. With severe respiratory disorders, even his eyes began to turn white.

Ren Changfeng was moved, and this dead wolf was not as valuable as a living wolf. He quickly greeted the people outside: "Hurry up, come, come. Look for a doctor, look for a doctor!" (Russia)

Hearing his shouts, the person outside quickly pushed the door and walked in, quickly lifted the person who had no idea of ​​his identity and called the doctor to check it out.

"This..." Su Jialiang was a little panicked, afraid that he would do too much, not only ineffective, but also in failure, but in that way, it would be too embarrassing to the people of Shenyue Pavilion.

Seeing his sad face, Ren Changfeng nodded and comforted: "Brothers have done a good job, and they are indeed the quasi-eld elders of Shenyue Pavilion. By the way, you have nothing to do here. Take your brothers down."

"Come here, treat these brothers well, invite the best doctor to heal them, take out the special medicine we used, and treat them." Ren Changfeng called a close subordinate and reminded him.

The confidant waved his hand and said to Su Jialiang and others: "Please come to me, please."

Su Jialiang, Ni Jiamao and the other four bowed to Ren Changfeng, Chen Shaohe and others, and then took the bodies of the two brothers who were killed away from here.

Falling leaves must return to their roots, and they cannot be allowed to die in a foreign land, and even their bodies will be thrown abroad.

Here, the brothers in the black belt quickly carried the Ganlang into a relatively clean room nearby.

Several doctors quickly entered the hut with medicine boxes and pacemakers and began to rescue Tan Lang.

However, the situation of Tianlang was worse than they thought. Almost not long after, the person was exhausted and his body quickly became cold.

Although he knew that Tianlang's condition was not good, Ren Changfeng still couldn't understand why the person who was still alive just now died with a kick. He immediately ordered them to conduct an autopsy on Tianlang's body.

Several doctors took more than twenty minutes to get the final conclusion.

Perhaps because of a special occupation, Tanlang has severe intermittent asthma.

According to common sense, Su Jialiang's kick was indeed not enough to cause his life to be in danger, but because of the kick in the chest, he couldn't breathe in one breath.

In this way, I was suffocated to death.

After reaching this conclusion, Ren Changfeng, Chen Shaohe and others were a little amused and crying.

It seems that this is the occupational disease that Tan Lang often falls into the dirty air underground. It may be that there are too many tomb robbers and too many dead souls that disturb them. Therefore, he was punished by God and ended his life in this way, which was something that no one expected.

However, this made him successful and retained the last bit of integrity of the leader of the Qing Gang.

"Forget it, just die if you die. We still have many cadres from the Qing Gang. I hope Wenqu can have some concerns." Ren Changfeng comforted himself.

Then he became energetic and said to Chen Shaohe: "Come, Shaohe, come with me and witness the glorious moment of unifying the Russian underworld."

As he said that, he pulled Chen Shaohe out of the kitchen and started the final work.

The bosses of the alliance were killed at one time, and the Black Belt suffered heavy losses, and there was a lot of tragedy from top to bottom. No one knew how to go down the road.

If the murderer had not been killed, I don’t know how much trouble would have happened.

At this moment, Ren Changfeng, who was seriously injured and dying, appeared in front of everyone with the support of three or four people. To be precise, he was standing on the four-story ceiling in the middle of Sifang City.

"Brothers... brothers of the Reapers League... Please come here... I am a general under the black belt pope Xie Wendong and Mr. Xie, and also the black belt coach Ren Changfeng in this operation." The person next to (Russia) held a microphone and Ren Changfeng said weakly.

When we heard the movement here, the originally chaotic Sifang City suddenly became quiet. Everyone wiped the tears, stopped crying, and followed the sound, and easily saw Ren Changfeng.

With curiosity, everyone gathered around this four-story little white house.

Five thousand...10 thousand...20 thousand...30 thousand...40 thousand...

The more people gathered, the densely packed, as if the pictures of ancient soldiers when they went to war, extremely spectacular and as loud as rainbows!
Chapter completed!