Blood Killing came faster than Xie Wendong imagined. There were not many people, only twenty, but each of them were spirit eagles. When they came, they did not have the identity of Xie Wendong's political department as a cover and could not bring weapons through the airport. Xie Wendong called Lao Gui with a phone call, who happened to be fighting Luo and was called to Kunming by him.

After meeting, the old ghost looked frowning and said, "You must be nothing good for me!" Xie Wendong smiled. The relationship between the two was not polite, and he went straight to the point: "I want a gun! A lot of guns!" The old ghost swallowed, and his eyes turned red when he raised the arms, and he said loudly: "I said, brother, you care about me, I want a gun. Are you wrong? Our arms are all supported by you!" Xie Wendong smiled and said, "I am too anxious to come to Kunming this time. I don't have time to take the land route, so the arms cannot be transported. And I just borrowed it temporarily and paid you twice in the future. Aren't you willing to help with this? "

The old ghost sighed and said, "I said I will definitely not have any good things when I meet you! By the way, why do you use arms? Don't you want to do a 'big deal' in Kunming, right?"

Xie Wendong curled his lips slightly, his eyes became sharp, and he said, "I want a life of someone!"

The old ghost was fighting a cold war. He had never seen Xie Wendong have such an expression. He was surprised and asked hurriedly: "Whose life is to be taken?"

Xie Wendong paused word by word: "Ma Feng!" The old ghost nodded and said seriously: "Follow me!" After that, the old ghost stopped a taxi, and Xie Wendong followed. The four people from Five Elements and Blood Kill also stopped the car and followed closely. Xie Wendong saw that the old ghost's face was wrong when he heard Ma Feng's name, and his tone changed, and asked, "What? Ma Feng has a grudge with you?"

"No!" The old ghost said coldly: "But he has a grudge against the drug lords in Southeast Asia. At the last party, he killed several big brothers and their subordinates in one breath. People complained that our Golden Triangle was not, and the gangs from seven regions jointly opened five million US dollars of "dark flowers" to buy Ma Feng's head!"

Xie Wendong sneered and said, "So his head is so valuable!"

The taxi followed the old ghost's instructions and came to a remote bungalow area, and led everyone to turn left and right, and finally stopped in front of the door. The door was made of iron, with black paint on the surface, and two door gods were posted on it, which was very grand. The old ghost knocked on the door rhythmically, and after a while, a hoarse voice came from inside: "Who are you looking for?"

The old ghost said, "Old Xu, it's me!" As soon as he finished speaking, the iron gate was opened with a creaking sound. There was an old man in his sixties standing inside. He was thin, with a hunched back, a pale face and gray hair, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. The old ghost called him Old Xu saw that there were more than twenty people standing outside, except for the old ghost, all had a raw face, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Seeing this, the old ghost said, "It's okay, they are all their own people, go in and talk!"

The old ghost general Xie Wendong and his group introduced them into the yard and said, "Old Xu is the old man from our Golden Triangle. He is in charge of weapons. Don't look at him, but he is amazing! Three or four young men are not close to him." Xie Wendong knew that he was not an exaggerated person. It was not easy to be praised by the old ghost, so he couldn't help but look at the old man a few more times. Only then did he realize that although the old man was weak, his steps were light and he had no appearance. The most important thing was his eyes. As he turned, a divine light suddenly appeared. Although Lao Xu was old, his ears were very useful. He still heard the old ghost's whisper and said, "Don't listen to A Gui's nonsense. It might be okay when he was young. Now he is older, it is no longer as good as before. Now it is the era of your young people!"

Xie Wendong liked to hear the last sentence the most, and he smiled and said, "Jing, it's still the spicy, and people are also the spicy!" The old man's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "Young people are really good at speaking."

While speaking, the three of them entered the house. Due to the limited place, the others were waiting in the yard. The house was very simple, and even decent electrical appliances were hard to find. There was only one bed and a set of tables and chairs in the inner room. Lao Xu walked to the bed and grabbed the railing. He didn't see how hard he tried. The big iron bed worth dozens of kilograms had been pulled aside. There was a secret door on the floor under the bed. Lao Xu pulled it open and looked down. It was pitch black. The old ghost seemed to be familiar with the road, straight

After jumping down, after a while, he raised a big box with his teeth and mouth. Lao Xu grabbed the box, and with both arms and force, he pulled the big box up. After waiting for a while, Lao Gui raised another box. After ten minutes, five boxes were placed on the ground. Xie Wendong opened it and saw that there were guns and ammunition inside. Pistols, submachine guns, rifles, shotguns, all kinds of grenades and stray bullets.

Xie Wendong patted the old ghost on the shoulder and sighed with a smile: "Why are you using so many arms? You don't want to rebel!"

Lao Gui smiled mysteriously and said, "This is what you said, I have never said it!" Xie Wendong smiled indifferently. He didn't care why Lao Gui prepared these arms. He thought that he only wanted Ma Feng's blood now. He picked up a pistol, and his hand felt smooth. He pulled the bolt and his voice was straightforward, and he praised: "Not bad!"

The old ghost smiled and said, "How can murderous things be careless!" Xie Wendong laughed, called a few brothers, moved the arms into the yard, and said to everyone, "Pick some firearms that you can use easily, we are going to fight a tough battle!" Jinyan played with the gun while asking, "Brother Dong, we don't know where Ma Feng is now, how can we settle the score with him?"

Xie Wendong narrowed his eyes and sneered, "What do you think Ma Feng wants to do the most now?" Jinyan pondered for a moment, looked at Xie Wendong, lowered his head and said carefully, "Kill you!" Xie Wendong nodded and smiled, "Since you want to kill me, you must find me first. We don't have to worry about finding him, he will naturally come to us. After all, he has much more eyeliners in Kunming than us!" Jinyan sighed, it would be really painful for anyone to mess with Xie Wendong and become his enemy.

Xie Wendong was right. As soon as they settled in a hotel, Ma Feng's eyeliner immediately returned the news accurately to him.

At three o'clock in the morning, everything was silent, the sun was lazily unspoken, there was a slight dawn in the sky, and the world was in the darkness. This may be the peaceful time in the world, and it was also the most tired time for people. Whether it is people who are used to living during the day or night, they are already asleep at this time.

Xie Wendong didn't sleep, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling. He was waiting, waiting for Ma Feng to kill him. Although he hadn't had a good sleep for a few days, and although his chest still had a slight pain, he ordered himself to stay awake. That night, he thought about a lot of things, thinking about Qiu Ningshui. Because of his own reasons, she suffered such great harm. The guilt lies in himself. If someone really needs to stand up and take responsibility, Xie Wendong is willing to pick it up and even marry her because it is what he owe. He missed Peng Ling and wanted to be with him.

When she was together, he hated her before and thought of revenge, but as time went by, hatred became less and less, and love was replaced by love. People say that love can tolerate everything. Xie Wendong smiled bitterly, and he believed this. He thought of his own gang, and sometimes he felt that he was very selfish. For his ideal, he involved thousands of people following him, going through life and death, and walking with him on this dark road of no return. Now Wendong has become a building, and the foundation underneath is covered with bones and blood and tears.

Xie Wendong sighed, sat up from the bed, just took out a cigarette, and the phone rang. The phone was called by Golden Eyes hiding in the dark. "Brother Dong, three men have entered the hotel, and most of them are killers." "Oh!" Xie Wendong believed in Golden Eyes' eyes because he was a killer. The killer is mysterious and always hiding in the dark corner. If you want to tell who can understand the killer, the free killer himself. Xie Wendong asked: "Has Ma Feng not come?"

Golden Eye said: "No! There are only three people, I won't read it wrong!"

Xie Wendong frowned, raised his head and closed his eyes for a while, his mind was rotating quickly, guessing what Ma Feng was trying to pay attention to, and then he slowly said after a while: "Let them in!" Golden Eye agreed and notified the other brothers who were guarding. Twenty blood-killing members had already ambushed in the hotel, waiting for Ma Feng to take action. Unexpectedly, the big fish did not take the bait and only caught three small shrimps.

The three of them came to Xie Wendong's room without any obstacles, but there was no trace of joy on their faces, and they faintly showed solemnity. The three of them looked at each other, and the man in the middle slowly took out a pistol from his arms, installed a silencer, and gestured with his companions on his left and right, and shot the door lock.

"Pu!" With a light sound, a hole was made in the door lock. Three people rushed in and rushed into the bed inside the house. No matter how many times it was, they were shot at the bed. But there was no figure above it, spread on the bed, and there was no one below it. The three seemed to be mentally prepared and almost rushed out of the room at the same time.

The first two people passed by smoothly, but the third person was not so lucky. When passing the entrance hall, the bathroom door next to it was suddenly opened. Before the killer could react, he stretched out his feet and kicked him in the lower abdomen. The kick was not weak, and the killer flew across the wall. Before he could get up, a golden light flashed, and a three-inch-long golden knife was pressed against his neck artery. The room was indeed Xie Wendong, and he was indeed in the room. He just hid in the bathroom after receiving the call. If the three killers were not nervous and searched the room carefully, it would not be difficult to find him. Unfortunately, they did not have it. Xie Wendong also calculated that they could not, so they were afraid of smoking in the bathroom.

The other two killers were not much better than him. They ran out of the room, one left and one right, and the man left and one left and one left. As soon as the man ran to the turn of the corridor, an arm popped out of the sky and hit the man's throat. With a crisp sound of "click", the killer flew backwards and fell two meters away. His head turned, and his body kept twitching. The golden eye leaned against the wall at the corner, and the turn just now was exactly what he had hit. He walked slowly to the killer and looked down. He saw that the killer stared at his eyes, saliva flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and his shin had been interrupted by his blow. It seemed that he had more breath and less breathing, and he was not far from death. The golden eye curled his mouth and spat, mocking: "Bah! You dare to kill someone in these two moments!"

The killer ran to the right was slightly better than him. He was stopped by the Blood Killer member and was kicked away as soon as he met the pistol. But he still wanted to make the final resistance, fearless to everyone, with a hideous face, grinning, and punched left and right legs, and screamed with each move, making a loud noise. Originally, Blood Killer wanted to play with him, but he really hated his screams, and he didn't want to lure other guests out. He decided to fight quickly. One person came up and dodged him with a punch, waved his arm, and shot the killer's forehead. With a dull sound, the killer suddenly calmed down and fell into a coma.

Three killers came, and after a moment, two of them were killed and killed. Xie Wendong ordered people to drag the body and the unconscious man into his room, then pulled the chair in the middle of the room, sat on it, looking at the killer he caught, and was pressed to kneel on the ground with a gray face. Xie Wendong smiled and asked, "You are not Ma Feng's subordinate, are you?"

The man looked at Xie Wendong and blinked his eyes, sighed, lowered his head again, without saying anything.

Xie Wendong winked at the golden eyes. The latter understood what he meant, stepped forward and pulled the killer's sleeve, and the tattoo on the soul on his arm was clearly visible. Xie Wendong smiled and said, "The people in the Soul Group I have seen dare to do it and take responsibility!" The man's face changed, he thrust his waist, and said loudly: "That's right! I am from the Soul Group, what can you do?!" The man's Chinese was a bit stiff, with a strange voice and a strange tone, but it can still be understood. "Yeah!" Xie Wendong nodded and praised, "This is the person who looks like a Soul Group. He speaks hard and has a strong aura of overriding everything!" The killer was a little confused when he heard Xie Wendong praise him, and looked at him inexplicably. Xie Wendong narrowed his eyes and said, "Then you should know the whereabouts of Ma Feng, right?"
Chapter completed!