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Chapter 757 Charisma

When a one-sided massacre occurred here, in an unfinished building in the distance, a man was motionless, using the mirror image in front of him to aim at the ghostly figure that was moving quickly on the edge of the construction site. It was just the man who moved.

The speed is really too fast. Just after catching it, he can't find it again. An excellent sniper must be patient and give the opponent a fatal blow at the most suitable time. Although his side

People kept falling, but he was still not in a hurry... and found that everyone on his side was dead. When he stopped moving, it was the best time to pull the trigger!

In his opinion, this man is the most dangerous enemy. The man in white is easier to knock down, but if he changes the target and kills him, it will make this ghostly man alert, and he will

There is no chance to shoot him anymore, this is also a way to catch the thief first!

three...

two……

Another one fell...

The man's heart became more and more excited, but this did not affect the calmness of his fingers. At this moment, his fingers began to slowly exert force...

"Hey..." Someone patted his back gently from behind. When he turned around, he saw a charming face, and then his neck hurt. The person had already stabbed the aorta in his back with the long knife in his hand.

She went in. The man smiled and pulled out the knife from his neck, and the blood accumulated in the wound suddenly shot out. After a rain of blood, she walked to the man again and used the blood on the knife.

He wiped his clothes clean and sneered: "Idiot! Shoot earlier, maybe you still have a chance!"



"I killed nine!" Zhao Qiang counted the remaining bullets in the gun and said. On the outside, there were many corpses lying in random directions. These people, without exception, were all killed by a single shot in the head.

"I killed ten!" Lang Yixin took off his gloves and jacket in disgust, revealing a body of smooth and strong muscles. This man must have done it on purpose! Every shot he shot was a headshot, and then he let

Blood splattered on his body...

"I used a gun, why did you kill more than me?" Zhao Qiang said somewhat depressed.

"I acted first." Lang Yixin said expressionlessly. "That's not right..."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Qiang asked strangely.

"There are a total of twenty people here, and one is missing!" Lang Yixin's eyes scanned the vast land sharply.

"Leave that to your sister-in-law!" Zhao Qiang said with a smile.

"Ren Meng?" Lang Yixin muttered, wondering: "Why is she here?"

"She will definitely come!" Zhao Qiang said with a firm smile. Then he whistled, and another crisp whistle came from upstairs in the distance.



When Jiang Taofei was chatting with someone, the mobile phone next to him suddenly rang. The servant standing in the room quickly walked over with the mobile phone in hand. Jiang Taofei smiled apologetically, took the phone, and said lightly: "

Say it!" After hanging up the phone, Jiang Taofei's face became more and more gloomy, and then he threw the phone on the wall, smashing it into pieces. Everyone in the room watched carefully.

He didn't dare to express his anger.

"Nephew, what happened?" An uncle who had just arrived from the mainland to help out went over to Jiang Taofei and asked. This uncle had nothing to do with Long Shihao and others.

It's just because Jiang Taofei's master established his own sect and couldn't support the whole cause by himself, so he recruited some green forest heroes.

"Haha, Third Senior Uncle, it's just a small matter. Senior Uncle, you just came to Hong Kong today, have a good rest at night, and I will take you for a nice stroll tomorrow!" Jiang Taofei's expression changed again and again, and he straightened his face.

With the evil spirit on his face, he said with a smile.

"Hey... I'm here to help, not to enjoy the scenery! When my nephew becomes the next sect leader, it's not too late to have fun!" The chubby third uncle said with a smile on his face.

, he was somewhat flattering towards this junior.

"Haha, how can that be done? Master uncle is here, and my nephew must treat me well, otherwise the master's spirit in heaven will blame me for not knowing etiquette..." Liu Dongyi took the third uncle and sat down

On the chair, he smiled.

"Originally, your second junior uncle was supposed to come, but you also know... With that old man watching over you in Beijing, no one dares to take it lightly! If your second junior uncle doesn't stay in the division and take charge, maybe all of our bosses will be killed.

Let him take it. We are not up to par and can't deal with him. Only your second uncle can still fight!" said the third uncle with a face full of shame.

"Haha, Third Senior Uncle is too modest. I need an elder to take charge of the overall situation here in Hong Kong! Being able to come, Senior Uncle, is also a great help to Taofei!" Jiang Taofei comforted with a smile.

"Hahahaha... In our sect, I only think you have a lot of potential! Work hard, and I will definitely vote for you in the future!" Third Martial Uncle laughed. "By the way,

Nephew, I heard that Zhao Qiang is also in Hong Kong?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect to meet him in Hong Kong this time... Haha, I heard that he has brought the 'residual blood group' who has been trained in our school, and now he is fighting with me inextricably.

! Just eaten up part of my combat power..." Thinking of the content of the phone call just now, Jiang Taofei's heart was filled with murderous intent. After saying that, Jiang Taofei's eyes involuntarily shifted to Lan who was reading quietly in the corner of the room.

The smile on Xin's face became more and more cruel... Junior sister, is that you?



Zhao Qiang and Lang Yixin gathered the corpses together, poured a special essential oil on them, lit them and burned them, and then ran to the place where they got off the car. Lang Yixin blew a whistle, and the Mercedes-Benz with its lights turned off

It started quietly and drove in front of the two people.

Sitting in the car, the driver in front handed over two bottles of unopened wine. Zhao Qiang took one bottle, but Lang Yixin waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want it. He remembered the "crackling" oil when burning the corpse.

The sound of stars splashing made Zhao Qiang's stomach churn. After taking a sip of wine, he smiled at Lang Yixin and asked, "What? Why don't you drink a little?"

"Don't drink it, I hate this pungent smell." Lang Yixin took the white shirt handed to him by the driver and put it on, thus avoiding the embarrassment of being naked. Zhao Qiang looked heartbroken, this bastard

Damn, you have to change your clothes every time you fight. All this money was paid for by Long Shihao! Then maybe it will all be his from now on!

"Master brought this to me. The wine is very light. It can suppress the anger in your heart to some extent after killing someone. Try it!" Zhao Qiang advised.

"No one can persuade me about something I don't like!" Lang Yixin said coldly.

"You damn thing, you really don't regard the village chief as a cadre? Okay, you just wait. When I actually become the leader of the Dawn, I will let you drink it every day!" Zhao Qiang scolded with a smile.

road.

"We'll wait until the day you want to be the one!" Lang Yixin curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Did you call me sister-in-law?"

"Hey... that woman, she definitely doesn't trust me! Maybe, there are still his men around Tang Tang's villa! If they saw us going out in the middle of the night, even a fool would know that she didn't do anything good..."

Zhao Qiang took another sip of wine and said with a smile.

"..." Lang Yixin originally wanted to say something, but he held back. He was such a man of few words. He would only speak when it came to things he cared about.

But there were very few things worthy of his concern. Suddenly he remembered that Zhao Qiang wanted to find him a girlfriend, and his handsome face could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth gloomily. Love... for him, that was...

What a distant thing!

"Hey, Yixin, let's discuss something!" Zhao Qiang bumped Lang Yixin's arm with his arm, and moved away lightly when he saw his brows furrowed.

"I'm listening." Lang Yixin said impatiently.

"Don't always act cool when you have nothing to do. When we are just the two of us, you can just let it go. But now that the brothers are here, you must at least flatter me in front of the brothers! You have to know

, People who usually don’t flatter me suddenly start flattering me, and their credibility is very high.” Zhao Qiang shamelessly begged. “We convinced them, and that’s OK! They are willing to help me now, that’s

Because I am the young master, not because of respect for me, nor because of my charisma..."

"You have no charisma!"

"..."

When they arrived at the door of Tang Tang's villa, the car stopped. Several men in black quickly appeared from the corner and stood quietly in front of Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang asked with a smile: "Is there anything abnormal?"

"No." The bearded man standing at the front replied seriously.

"Okay!" Zhao Qiang commanded majestically: "We just went to kill the hundreds of people who killed Jiang Taofei. They will definitely hold a grudge. You must be cautious and be careful of his counterattack..."

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

"Okay! Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Let's take turns on duty! Yixin, don't treat the brothers badly." Zhao Qiang patted a few people on the shoulders, then climbed over the wall and went in again.

As soon as Zhao Qiang left, the expressions of the group of subordinates relaxed. They knew that although Lang Yixin looked like a cold man, he was still a very good person, and he could tolerate even the smallest mistakes. The bearded face was full of surprise.

asked: "Brother, you just killed hundreds of people?"

"That's right! Senior brother, you are too powerful? How long did it take? One, two, three... Oh my god, it's less than three and a half hours. Excluding the time on the road, how long did it take to kill someone?

ah?"

"Young Master's kung fu has not deteriorated. He is truly a unique talent that is rare to see in a hundred years!"

"..."


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