Wan Shixing ran to the back of the desk in panic, trembling with his hands, and took out a desert eagle inside. He didn't know if the gun was too heavy or his hands were trembling. He didn't hold it, and the heavy desert eagle fell to the ground with a bang.

Wan Shixing hurriedly picked up the gun, looked at the open office door, ran over and closed the door and locked it, then moved the sofa to the front of the door to block it. He still felt worried, and tried hard to move the desk to the front of the door to block it.

"Ha ha……"

Wan Shixing laughed wildly, his hands holding the gun kept waving, and howled, "Yang Luo, I see how the hell you come in, I see how you come in... Haha..."

Wan Shixing tilted his head and saw Dong Yueting and Guo Yuzhu squatting in the corner of the wall holding each other, looking at him in horror.

Wanshixing's laughter came to an abrupt end, his face turned a little sickly flushed. He walked over quickly, grabbed the hair of the two women, and said with a grim smile: "Get up!"

Dong Yueting and Guo Yuzhu groaned in pain and hurriedly stood up.

Wan Shixing turned around and hid behind Dong Yueting and Guo Yuzhu, and the gun in his hand pressed against the back of Dong Yueting's head with another morbid laughter.

"My surname is Yang, your woman is in my hands. If you have the guts, come...haha..."

Just over ten minutes ago, Wanshixing received a call from a brother. The brothers were killed and injured, and Brother Long didn't know his life or death.

He didn't believe that more than 400 people didn't kill Yang Luo, but when he saw Yang Luo appear downstairs in the surveillance camera, he finally believed it.

Especially when he saw the blood angel and the ghost fox killing, he felt very unreal. But the facts were right in front of him, which made him feel chill all over, his scalp numb, and his hair all over his body stood up.

The nephew of the vice governor, this identity itself gave Wan Shixing a layer of golden light, a capital that can be arrogant. Over the years, with Wan Fusheng's protection, he controlled the underworld in Nanning. Then he began to cheat and rob, and he had been smooth sailing. This made him even more arrogant and unaware of what fear was.

But now he saw dozens of men holding submachine guns, but they were killed by two women without even the chance to shoot. This made him finally feel what fear is.

The young man looked at Wanshixing's office, listened to the fearful laughter inside, and a look of despair appeared in his eyes. He didn't know how this underground emperor, who had a strong background and was ruthless in his eyes, became a coward and was frightened and lost his mind.

At this time, heavy footsteps came from the entrance of the stairs. Just as the two men guarding there were about to make some moves, they saw a figure appearing in front of the two men in an incapable trajectory. A black light quickly passed by one man's throat. Then the figure flipped his wrist and the dagger in his hand rushed straight to the neck of another man.

"Crack!"

The sound of the dagger cutting on the bone made people frightened. As the figure retreated and disappeared at the stairs, he heard a click, and the big man's head fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of the young man. The headless corpse was still standing, blood gushing high from his neck, and the red blood column emitted a strange light reflected by the bright light.

At this time, a strange giggling sound came from the throat of the man who had been cut. A blood line slowly expanded. Soon a two-inch-long wound appeared in his throat, and blood began to ejaculate out.

There were more than a dozen people standing beside the young man, and the scene in front of them made them dazed.

"thump!"

"thump!!"

Two sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, and the two corpses fell straight to the ground. A layer of sticky blood was stuck on the marble floor, and the snow-white walls were covered with blood.

The figure appeared again, Yang Luo, who had been looking for the past few days, to kill him quickly. There were three women behind him, three extremely beautiful women.

More than a dozen people held the guns in their hands tightly and couldn't help but take a few steps back, fearing that they would be the third person to be cut off their heads. Especially the scene I saw on the surveillance just now, the blood angel and ghost fox chatting and killing, and waving their hands to kill, made them feel unprecedented horror.

No one would have thought that this disproportionate confrontation would bring unexpected surprises to the strong.

Yang Luo came over, and the Blood Angel, the Ghost Fox and Yan Meng followed him, standing a few meters away from ten people.

The young man and his men have seen Yang Luo's photos. When they saw the real person, the only trace of luck in their hearts disappeared.

Yang Luo took out a cigarette and lowered his head and lit it, then stood with his hands behind his back, like a statue carved by an axe, looking at the dozen people with cold eyes. Especially the aura on his body was like an invincible sword, sucking and spitting out the explosive murderous aura, as if he wanted to destroy everything in the world.

The cold, the young man and his men seemed to be in the storm and blizzard of the cold winter of 1949. It was so cold that it was a bit unbearable. The explosive murderous aura on Yang Luo made them shudder.

Quiet, the whole world is so quiet that it makes people depressed and has a sense of suffocation. They can clearly hear their heartbeat, and the banging sound is ringing in their ears like drum beats.

The young man and his subordinates rolled their throats and swallowed and spitted to suppress the heart, panic and anxiety that was about to jump out.

Yang Luo took a sip of cigarette, watched the smoke float in front of his eyes, and opened his mouth to break the suffocating silence.

"Where is Wanshixing, I can let you go."

When Qing Young breathed lightly when he heard Yang Luo say something, the feeling of extreme silence and extreme depression just now almost made him unable to bear the loss of control.

"How can you promise to let us go and leave safely."

No one is afraid of death, especially when there is a glimmer of hope, no one will die for anyone. So the young man cleverly chose to betray the stars of the world, such a bullshit loyalty. After all, being alive, watching the sun rise and set every day is the truth.

Yang Luosen said coldly: "You are not qualified to bargain with me, tell me where Wanshixing is."

Yang Luo's words made the young man feel irresistible, and he turned to the room behind him: "This is his office, he is inside." Perhaps in order to increase his bargaining chips for himself to survive, he reminded him, "Your friend is in his hands."

Yang Luo looked at the young man's mouth and pouted, "You can leave now."

The young man was stunned and couldn't believe that Yang Luo had let them leave so easily. However, seeing the expression on Yang Luo's face, it seemed that it was not a joke, and the gun in his hand was still on the ground, which also told Yang Luo that they were not in danger. Then he walked towards the stairs. When he passed by Yang Luo, his heart beat violently again, his body was tense tightly, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Although he didn't dare to look back, he was always on high alert, afraid that Yang Luo would suddenly attack behind him.

The young man suddenly jumped up when he was only a few meters away from the stairs, grabbed the railing at the corner and jumped down. His men also ran down, and soon the chaotic sound of running disappeared.

Yan Meng said, "Just let them run away like that?"

Yang Luo said, "It doesn't make any sense to kill them." After that, he came to the door of Wanshixing's office and knocked gently.

"Who? Who?" Wan Shixing's panicked voice rang inside.

Yang Luo said: "I am Yang Luo, I'm here!"

Wan Shixing shouted: "Don't come in if you have a surname Yang, otherwise I will kill your woman."

"Bang!"

A cold red light flashed in Yang Luo's eyes and he kicked the door hard. Something rubbed against the ground and a creaking sound came from the door.

"Bang!"

Yang Luo kicked the door again, and he kicked a hole in the thick solid wood door. He once again heard the creaking sound of heavy objects rubbing against the ground, and the door was half opened.

Wanshixing howled in horror: "Don't come in, or I will really kill your woman."

Yang Luo seemed to have not heard it. He saw the sofa blocking in front of him kicking it on it. The sofa that was nearly 100 kilograms was kicked away by him, rolling and landing a few meters away, and hitting the ground with a bang and falling.

Yang Luo pushed open the door and walked in, kicked the desk that was standing there again, then looked up and glanced at it. The breath suddenly became cold and violent, and the air around him was stirred up.

Wan Shixing hid behind Dong Yueting and showed only one eye. He felt Yang Luo's eyes look like a sharp sword, piercing into his heart. He raised the gun that was pressing on Dong Yueting's head and pointed it at Yang Luo.

Wan Shixing seemed to be facing not Yang Luo alone but thousands of troops. Although he was holding a gun in his hand and just pulled the trigger gently, he might kill the enemy in front of him, but he just didn't have the courage to shoot.

In his eyes, Yang Luo was no longer a human being, but a messenger of hell, who came to collect his head. He had already smelled the breath of death, and fear completely surrounded him. The fear of death made him completely lose control of his emotions and howled in abrupt voice.

"Come, come, are you all the fucking dead?"

Yang Luo finally took a sip of cigarette and threw the cigarette butt on the ground. He ignored Wan Shixing, but looked at Dong Yueting and Guo Yuzhu, who were covered in wounds, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Dong Yueting's eyes shed tears, she shook her head and said, "As long as she can see you alive, she will not regret it if she dies."

Guo Yuzhu's nerves were so big that she was beaten so badly that she could still laugh when she saw Yang Luo.

"You bastard, you came so late. You know you care about Yueting when you come. You throw me, an old classmate aside, a guy who values ​​sex over friends."

Yang Luo felt ache in his heart. Whether it was Dong Yueting or Guo Yuzhu, it was very important to him. Now that he was beaten like this, he was even in danger of losing his life, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

"Where are people? Where are people? Are you all the fucking dead?" Wan Shixing was ignored by Yang Luo, which made him even more frightened.

Yang Luo looked at Wan Shixing and whispered: "Your people are dead, and now you are the only one left. Let them go, I will leave you a way out, otherwise I will make you worse than death."

Wan Shixing shook the gun in his hand, pointed at Yang Luo and pressed it on Dong Yueting's head, his whole face twisted and deformed, and the scar at the corner of his eyes looked like a red caterpillar, looking hideous and terrifying.

"Ha ha……"

Wan Shixing laughed sickly, "I want to kill me? I want to kill me? Come on, come on, your woman is in my hands. As long as you are not afraid of me killing her, you can do it..." The arms around Dong Yueting became tighter and tighter, Dong Yueting's breathing became a little difficult, and her face turned red.

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