Muzi rubbed his chest sadly, looked at the man who exhaled a lot and had less breathing, and said regretfully: "Brother, have you never heard of the most poisonous womanly words in the world? You dare to hug her, you deserve to be unlucky..." Before Muzi finished speaking, he slashed him in a flash, scaring him to hide from a distance. It turned out that this knife did not come from Zhongyi Gang, but from Shui Jing's angry blow. He hid far away, and Muzi had not forgotten to continue sarcastic words: "Look, what I said just now!"

Golden Eyes were not as relaxed as Muzi. He rushed to the stairwell and slashed the enemy in front of him while protecting Jiang Lin. As the enemy increased and the casualties on his side intensified, he felt that the pressure around him was getting stronger and stronger. Finally, he was forced to turn around and shouted: "Jiang Lin, retreat upstairs!" There was a dead end on the upstairs. Golden Eyes were very clear, but he also knew that if he didn't go up now, he might be killed by someone. He didn't want to die young so soon, so he chose the retreat that he least wanted to choose. After going upstairs, he lost the pressure on both sides of the left and right sides, and suddenly felt much more relaxed. The people from the Zhongyi Gang were blocked below. Although there were many people, they could not use their hands.

Golden Eye didn't take long to relax. The Zhongyi Gang quickly climbed to the second floor from outside the hotel and then killed it from the second floor. In this way, Golden Eye became an enemy from both sides and could not resist, let alone protect Jiang Lin. If Bo Zhanhui had not given an explanation in advance, he would not have hurt Jiang Lin, I'm afraid she would not have been able to save her ten lives.

Muzi and others saw that the golden eyes were dangerous and they were extremely struggling. They were afraid that he would be in danger, so they tried their best to move closer to him. Several people finally rushed to him, but the golden eyes breathed a sigh of relief. With the resistance of these four people, the pressure around them suddenly dropped a lot. Muzi didn't know where the knife in his hand flew. He held a chair and swung it hard at the rushing enemy. The momentum was amazing. The chair was hanging on the wind, and the space was narrow. When the other party saw his posture, he didn't dare to move forward easily. After swinging for a while, Muzi's arm muscles gradually became sore and his strength gradually became smaller.

Many people, without the power at the beginning, saw that he was weak and thought there was a advantage to take, so they began to attack. One person shouted and rushed forward. Before he could approach, Muzi kicked down the stairs, rolling and overwhelming. Muzi did not stop, waved his arms, and the solid wooden chair slammed firmly on one person's head. With a crisp sound, the chair shattered and the wood chips splattered everywhere. The man didn't say a word, and fell to the ground with blood on his head. Muzi grabbed a chair's legs and said while waving, "Boss, think of some solutions, I can't hold it."

Jinyan took a long breath, and while resisting the knife that was slashing from time to time, he looked left and right. After a while, he said barely: "Two roads, one is to kill the upper floor and jump to the window, and the other is to go out directly from the first floor." "Damn! Jumping off the building? It's so embarrassing!" Muzi shook his head, and was about to take the second road, but when he turned around, he saw that there were no less than Baiyu's hands holding swords, guns and sticks gathered downstairs. The people were crowded with people, and they were covered in darkness. When they were speechless, they swallowed back and nodded repeatedly: "***, if the dog is anxious, they know that jumping over the wall. Naturally, people are better than dogs. Let's jump off the building!" Zhongyi helped climb to the second floor, and how could the dozen people in the number ones block the punches and kicks of the five Jinyans?

With a few symbolic resistance, he began to run around and hide away. The second floor of the Flower Hotel is not low, equivalent to the second floor of a normal residential building, which is not a threat to the five Golden Eyes. However, Jiang Lin is different. She asked her a weak woman to jump from such a high place. She was afraid of danger. Shui Jing had an idea and pulled off the curtains. Regardless of whether Jiang Lin objected or not, he tied one of the ends to his waist and the other end to the window frame. Then he nodded to Jinyan, Muzi and others, and understood her meaning. Golden Eyes took the lead in jumping out of the window. Before Jiang Lin could figure out what was going on, she felt that the surrounding scenery had turned around and had been picked up by Shui Jing in the waist. Without saying anything, she threw her arm away and threw it out.

"Ah..." Jiang Lin was so calm that she screamed in fear at this moment, and closed her eyes unconsciously. The moment she flew out, Shui Jing bent her body and jumped on the windowsill, and waved her hand smiling at the Zhongyi Gang who had just rushed up from the downstairs. Taking advantage of the other party's slightest opportunity, she suddenly leaned back, as light as a flying swallow, and turned down the stairs skillfully and gracefully. The man did not delay in the air, and swung the knife with all his strength. The blade in the moonlit night drew a beautiful arc, cutting off the curtain tied to Jiang Lin's body with one blow.

With the length of the curtains, Jiang Lin was not high from the ground, and there were Golden Eye Muzi and others who were rescued below, so she landed on the ground without any damage. The Golden Eyes picked her thumbs up at the falling water mirror, and the latter smiled proudly and accepted the praise from her lover with peace of mind.

The dozen disciples who stayed at Beihong Gate died and were injured, and none of them could stand up. Only a few insignificant people were eliminated, the Zhongyi Gang would naturally not be satisfied. Seeing that Jinyan and six others jumped off the building and wanted to run away, they would not let it go. Moreover, the boss Bo Zhanhui had already said in advance that he would not leave a living mouth, and his side had an absolute advantage of having many people. They all tried their best to squeeze out their great achievements, all of whom wanted to show themselves. The most feared thing was chaos. If the people of the Zhongyi Gang came out one by one in an orderly manner, their speed would not be much slower, but at this time there was no order. Countless people were piled up at the gate and windows, crowded and pushed people, shouting for a long time, but there were not many people who actually went out.

Xuan Zidan was furious and stomped his feet repeatedly, shouting loudly: "Don't be messed up! Don't be messed up!" In the crowded hall, his shouting seemed insignificant, and very few people heard it clearly. Golden Eyes ran back and looked around, sneering: "The mob is the mob, the Zhongyi Gang, the green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water always flows, wait and see!"

After Bo Zhanhui and Xuan Zidan finally came out of the hall, the Five Elements Five and Jiang Lin had already run away. The latter gritted his teeth and waved, "Get into the car and chase!"

Before the Zhongyi Gang could get in the car, he saw Jinyan and others running back from the end of the street from afar. Bo Zhanhui was also stunned and thought to himself that the other party had a problem with his head, right?! Otherwise, why would he not only not run away but also come back to die? Unfortunately, his thought lasted only five seconds, and finally he knew that his head was not broken. Behind Jinyan and others, a hazy black shadow gradually appeared. He looked closely and found that there were countless men in black, black, hazy, and he could not tell the number. Each of them was holding bright films in his hands.

The knife. The front man was nearly two meters tall, with wide shoulders and thick back, large back, round waist, and blood on his body. He could not tell the original color. He held a serrated serrated sword with gloomy green light in his hand. His eyes were wide open, and his pupils were filled with blood. He stood there, like the ancient golden armored war god. At such a long distance, Bo Zhanhui could not help but make a cold war cleverly and asked subconsciously: "Who is the tall man in front?" Xuan Zidan watched for a while, and said tremblingly: "It seems that he is the number one master of Beihong Sect, Dongxin Lei!"

Oh! Bo Zhanhui had guessed that it was almost the same in his heart, but after confirming it by Xuan Zidan's personal mouth, he still took a deep breath of air conditioning. "Oh!" He stomped his feet unwillingly, gritted his teeth, as if he had made a great determination and said, "Get on the car!" Xuan Zidan was shocked and asked anxiously: "Brother, are we going to fight with each other?" Bo Zhanhui glared and said, "Retreat!"

The military orders fell like a mountain. In fact, it was not necessary for him to say that the people from the Zhongyi Gang suddenly saw the Beihong Gang coming back, and they had long lost their arrogance just now, especially their blood. Dongxin Lei, who had emerged from hell, stood in the road. Who else could do the momentum of the Zhongyi Gang was frightened. Bo Zhanhui and Xuan Zidan got in the car and ran away first. The people below didn't even care about their injured companions, and got in the car and fled.

"Damn, what!" Jinyan cursed, and refused to give in. He raised his hand and shot two bullets. The two bullets that had survived broke the tires that fell on the last car. The group of Beihong Sect disciples led by Dong Xinlei made Xiao Fang chase him. He was so angry that he didn't easily run home. He also found that the headquarters had someone to attack him. He was full of anger. Seeing that the other party was fleeing in panic, a car that broke the tires and rushed up. Before the people from Zhongyi Gang in the car had run out, the knife and stick had arrived, and the car was smashed and the people in the car were screaming. It was very lively. Jinyan breathed a long time and smiled bitterly at Dong Xinlei, "Thank you for coming back early!"

"Good morning? I'm fucking called back. If Brother Dong didn't call the police, it's not certain whether he could come back upright!" Dong Xinlei had a dark face and said angrily: "Who are they? Sent from Xiang Wentian?" Mu Zi laughed and said: "How could the people from Nanhongmen be scared away? Those are the bastards of the Zhongyi Gang, who came to sneak attack while our headquarters is empty." "Zhongyi Gang?! It seems that their boss thinks they have long lives!" Dong Xinlei asked: "How many cars do we have available?"

"What are you doing?" Golden Eye said in confusion. "I went to pick his old nest!" Dong Xinlei had a gloomy face, and his face, which was originally covered in blood, became more and more ferocious.

"You take a break!" Jinyan shook her head, looked up and down at him, then turned around and glanced around the brothers below. Gu was covered in dust and exhausted, and sighed, "Even if you can fight again, the brothers below don't have the strength. Zhongyi Gang is timid. If he really fought hard with us just now, who will lose and who will win in this battle may not be sure! And we must first guard the house. What if there is another person in Nanhongmen?" Dong Xinlei was silent for a long time, sighed, and then said, "I'll endure it!"

Dongxinlei organized people to clean up the mess. Most of the more than 20 disciples in the Beihongmen guarding house were dead, and some of the remaining were seriously injured. Looking at the Flower Hotel, it was broken, the windows were broken, and the doors were also dropped. The tables, chairs and decorations inside were destroyed in a fight. There were blood on the walls and ground. Golden Eyes sighed and said, "I really don't know how to explain to Brother Dong!" Dongxinlei said gloomyly: "Who did it, who will calculate the account! The blood of Hongmen will not flow in vain."

After Dongxinlei was taken away by the police, Xiao Fang led people straight to Yongsheng Shopping Mall. Halfway through the road, he saw that the direction of the shopping mall was red. He secretly shouted, "Hurry! Drive!" It was past 11 o'clock in the evening, and there was not much driving on the road. The driver was at ease and boldly drove at full speed and moved forward quickly. When it was near the mall, it was already half past 11. At this time, Xiao Fang saw clearly, and the cold sweat on his head also emerged. Outside Yongsheng Shopping Mall, flames soared into the sky, and the rolling smoke rushed straight into the sky. From time to time, the "bang bang" explosion sounded from inside. The fire was so fierce that people could feel the heat waves that could be felt a hundred meters away. The whole building was quickly collapsed in the flames, making a rattle like a frame breaking. After staying for at least five minutes, Xiao Fang reacted in shock.

Seeing that the people in the car were still staring at me in amazement, roaring, "What are you still stunned? Call the police and call the fire truck!" As he said that, he closed his eyes, exhale and did it five times, his mood was slightly cushioned, and he picked up his phone with a trembling look. He really didn't know what to do and didn't have the face to open the phone to the head Xiang Wentian. He made the greatest decision and finally dialed the phone out. After answering, Xiao Fang hesitated for half a minute before speaking, "Brother Tian, ​​Yongsheng is over." Xiang Wentian had known that Yongsheng Shopping Mall was sneak attacked by Xie Wendong, but he didn't expect the latter to be so terrible and courageous. He was slightly stunned and said, "It's over? What's over?" Xiao Fang almost cried, and his voice changed a little: "Yongsheng was burned by Xie Wendong and nothing was left!"

"What?" No matter how determined Xiang Wentian is, he can't stand such a blow, and he slapped the table and his eyes wide open. The people on both sides were startled. Only Xie Wendong was not surprised, his face was calm, playing with the lighter in his hand. He burned Yongsheng Shopping Mall. Xie Wendong was just impulsive and wanted to give Xiang Wentian a warning. Maybe he didn't even expect how much damage his fire brought to Xiang Wentian. Not counting the interior decoration and display products, Yongsheng Shopping Mall was just bidding and building flowers.

The cost is over 100 million yuan, and most of the funds come from bank loans and other large enterprises involved in the investment. If Yongsheng is really burned by this hand, the loss is not just a matter of money, but more importantly, it is also credibility. With over 100 million yuan, Xiang Wentian gritted his teeth, plus part of the insurance company's compensation, it is not a problem to survive, but if the reputation is lost, it will be irreparable. Xiang Wentian sighed and handed the phone in his hand to Xie Wendong with his eyes lowered, and asked, "What did you do?"

Xie Wendong didn't open his eyes and raised his head. He said without saying anything: "Maybe!" Xiang Wentian's eyes were as cold as cold as cold. He stared at Xie Wendong for a long time before he slowly said: "Don't Brother Xie feel that he has done a little too much?" "You hit me, I hit you, only with back and forth can it be called "competition"!" Xie Wendong narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiang Wentian's eyes. {Piaotian Wenxue Thanks to all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}
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