While the crisis in the hotel was lifted, twenty large trucks on the No. 1 construction site were rushing towards the construction site.

The man sitting in the leading car picked up the intercom and shouted: "Brothers, increase the accelerator and rush in. Whether it is a person or an item, it will be smashed to me."

"If you finish this ticket, money will definitely be indispensable."

Suddenly, every large truck shouted excitedly, and the cars rushed faster.

Seeing the No. 1 construction site appearing in sight, the obstacles originally used by the construction site to block the view suddenly soared into the sky, flying all over the ground with a crackling sound, and then thick smoke rolled.

The little leader thought he had read it wrong, and rubbed his eyes to see clearly. More than a dozen large trucks rushed out of the thick dust, and even between each truck, there were fine steel chains as thick as thighs hidden between each truck.

"Damn it! Who is the group opposite? Brothers slow down and see what they are going to do."

The group of people slowed down and asked if they were enemies or friends when they wanted to meet each other later.

However, there was no intention of slowing down on the opposite side. The trucks connected with iron chains lined up side by side. The wheels rolled up quickly, rolling up a large area of ​​dust, creating the momentum of thousands of troops.

In a blink of an eye, the opponent pulled the distance nearly 100 meters, and the speed became faster and faster without any intention of slowing down.

The little boss panicked and shouted, "Come back up!"

A funny scene appeared on Loess Avenue a hundred meters away from construction site No. 1. More than a dozen large trucks rushed forward at full speed, and twenty large trucks were in reverse gear and backward.

The speed of the regression is still too fast to that of the trucks rushing forward, and the distance between them is rapidly shortening.

"Eighty meters..."

"Sixty meters..."

"Thirty meters..."

"Ten meters..."

The leader in the front row of the convoy opened his mouth and looked panicked, and it was too late to escape.

Before the scream could be heard, it was squeezed into meat paste.

"Bang!"

The loud collision sounded over the construction site. Almost in an instant, the two trucks collided firmly together, and the front of the vehicle was squeezed and deformed, and people could not die anymore.

Many people who jumped into the car and fled were smashed to their heads by the whistling iron chains and their heads were splashed all over the floor.

Thick smoke rose from the residual car with the smell of blood, and a dozen figures suddenly flipped onto the truck, with cold and ruthless eyes.

These people are all members of Xuanmen, and they were the ones who drove just now. However, when the truck was about to collide, they quickly climbed out of the window, passed the rear of the truck, and jumped behind the truck.

"Well!"

A woman wearing a white tight leather jacket, who was so good-looking, showed up half a mountain and holding a thin sword, appeared in front of the members of the Xuanmen. Her eyes were cold and indifferent, and she said coldly:

"Leave a few lively questions, kill all the others!"

"yes!"

The members of the Xuanmen took the order and pulled out the Nepalese saber from the scabbard of the waist and jumped into the crowd of the other party.

There are no fewer people coming to do damage this time. The back of each truck was full of people, and then they all jumped out and pulled out machetes to fight with the members of the Xuanmen.

At this time, four men held machetes and attacked the woman, only one step away.

"Clam!"

The sword was unsheathed, and the sword light flashed away. The four men stopped in place. A few seconds later a red line began to seep out of their necks. The breeze blew, and the head slowly slid to the ground, and blood gushed out of the broken neck.

.

The woman is one of the Thirteen Grandmasters of Xuanmen, Leng Bing Sheath - Bing!

Bing’s thin sword is made of cold iron. It blows the hair and breaks the hair. Once it is unsheathed, blood must be seen!

Bing slowly walked towards the crowd holding a cold iron sword.

When a sword is swung out, a head will surely soar into the sky, just like Su Yu holding a Tang sword!

Bing whispered softly while killing people, allowing blood to splatter on his body.

"I was born for the Xuanmen! I also died of Shura!"

...

Beijing Rixi Group.

Dozens of cars parked at the door of Rixi Group, and then a group of people in black rushed into Rixi Group with machetes.

"Boss, why is there no one?"

A little brother looked at the empty hall and wondered.

The man with a stubble face also felt strange, especially his eyelids were pounding wildly, and he felt a sense of panic in his heart.

At this moment, the electronic door outside Rixi Group Square was slowly closing, blocking everyone in Rixi Group Square and the hall.

The elevator, which had not been moving before, changed from high to bottom.

"bite!"

The elevator door slowly opened, and nine beautiful women appeared in everyone's sight.

"Don't think about leaving when you come!"

The talking woman quickly threw more than a dozen flying knives in her hand, which were accurate and fatal, and all shot through her throat!

Suddenly the area was cleared out at the elevator entrance, and several other women stepped out of the elevator and rushed into the crowd.

A woman with a classic-looking guqin on her back, holding the piano with one hand and sweeping the strings with her right hand. More than a dozen strings with small knife heads shot out quickly, directly penetrated the flesh and blood of the human body, and fell deeply into the wall.

Then he moved the piano body and slapped the crisscrossing strings with his palm. The person trapped in it was suddenly cut off by the sharp strings, and his limbs splattered blood into a river.

Especially the beautiful woman in blue clothes, holding a bully spear, her marksmanship is overbearing and fierce, and her body is more swift. If she stabs her with one shot, someone will inevitably be stabbed through her throat.

He is heroic and magnificent, and can be called modern Mulan.

A charming woman in a fiery red color, wearing a pair of armor gloves made of special materials in both hands.

The gloves are small and delicately fitted with the arms, cleverly decorating the position of the finger joints. Each scale is exquisite and extends to the entire shoulder position.

Women's movements are eye-catching, and they can capture hands with seventy-two ways with one hand. At the least, they can take bones and at the worst.

Especially the pair of armor gloves are hidden mechanisms, and the fingertips can quickly pop out the blade, easily breaking the flesh and cutting the flesh and breaking the tendons.

In just the blink of an eye, several people were caught in the throat and pulled out the trachea.

The nine women have a variety of ways to kill people, and have turned this battle with less to more into a unilateral massacre.

Screams kept coming, and a group of people retreated from the group hall to the outside square. Their fate had already decided to go to the moment the electronic door was closed.

The killing continued, and the screams from the panic crowd became less and less.

Many passers-by who passed by Rixi Group called the security bureau after hearing the screams from inside, but there was no news.

Half an hour later, Rixi Group returned to peace, and nine beautiful figures stood among the corpses everywhere, and the blood-red blood had dyed the square red.

Blood gathered into a stream and flowed into the sewer.

...

While the battlefields on both sides occurred, more than 30 vans were heading towards the hotel run by Chu Xi on a remote highway in Beijing.

After three more intersections, you will reach your destination.

"Everyone brought the hood on me and remembered it later. He rushed into the restaurant, smashing it hard, no matter whether it was a person or a thing!"

During the wireless communication, everyone shouted "I understand"!

"Brother, why do I feel something is wrong?"

A little brother said.

"What's wrong? We're doing well now, there's no obstacle at all."

The word "obstruction" finally made my younger brother react and explained: "Boss, why haven't we seen a car since we crossed the bridge?"

I don’t know if I don’t say it, but I was shocked when I said it. This is really the case. The road is so weird that I can’t find any other private cars except them.

"No need to worry, we are more than 200 brothers, even if there is any conspiracy, we will drown him in one mouthful of saliva."

Just as all the vans drove into the walled aisles on both sides, the van suddenly braked suddenly, and all the vans behind stopped densely.

On the road ahead, this will be blocked by a huge loader.

"Well!"

At this moment, when I came, the truck parked above the wall on the road, poured out the car-sized stone, blocking the retreat road tightly.

The man in the van called out a secretly, and he was ambushed.

He quickly shouted loudly: "Everyone got out of the car and rushed over!"

Just as everyone took out the steel pipes and was about to get restless and dry, a man holding a cigar suddenly appeared on the roof of the loading motorcycle, with a thick beard full of roughness.

The last leader from the van was about to curse, but when he saw Gatlin in the man holding a cigar, he was completely stunned.

"Zizi!"

At the same time, the rough man pulled the Gatling switch and began to shoot at the crowd.

The dumbfounded leader, his body was shot into two pieces by a machine gun bullet, his legs were still standing on the spot, his body was already lying on the ground, and before his death he did not forget to say "Damn..."

The people blocked on the road fled wildly and could only hide in the car, but in the end they could not escape death.

Gatling muzzle was filled with flames, and the tongue of flames was spewing out with dense bullets.

The machine gun bullets shot through the van and beat everyone into meat paste.

A few minutes later, Gatling was exhausted, and the man holding the cigar stopped, carried Gatling and left.

Only bullet shells, scars, and fragmented corpses were left.
Chapter completed!