Don't let your mortal enemy live, this is Wu Chi's principle in dealing with people.
He is not a moral gentleman who talks about benevolence and righteousness, nor is he a sanctimonious drug addict. He is a hero who will definitely offend anyone if they offend him. Of course, many people say that he is a villain, but he doesn't care.
Affected by this, although each of the seven members of the Seven Souls has his or her own personality, they are all pretty much carved from the same mold in that they must avenge themselves.
Therefore, after Mo Yin, who looked a little decadent, shot Lian Dao to death with one shot, he felt no guilt at all. Instead, he squinted his eyes, grinned softly, and smoked out the smoke in his hand.
Smoke drifted out of the window.
For a sniper, Mo Yin's behavior is undoubtedly a joke with his own life. He is either a lunatic or he thinks he has lived too long. But looking at Mo Yin's expression, he seems to have done this on purpose.
Yes, he just let Xia Jian and the men of the Qingzhu Gang downstairs know that their boss was killed by a princeling named Mo Yin. If you have the ability and want to seek revenge, come to me.
Looking at the wisps of white smoke floating out of the window, Xia Jian's eyes widened and he stared here like a madman.
"Mo Yin!"
Facing the tall building opposite and the room where Mo Yin was, Xia Jian clenched his hands and roared with red eyes, the biggest roar in his life.
Ever since, all the subordinates of the Qingzhu Gang knew that their boss was killed by a man named Mo Yin.
"I'm going to kill him." One of Xia Jian's men's eyes turned red with hatred. He yelled and tried to run towards the tall building.
Fortunately, Xia Jianyan quickly caught him and cursed loudly: "Do you want to die?"
"Everyone break out together, hurry up, be careful of the sniper rifles above." Xia Jian didn't have the heart to give any more advice. He glanced at Wu Jiancheng, whose eyes were full of fear, and then glanced at Lian Dao, who was still staring at death, and said cruelly,
Said to everyone.
"I can't die. I want to go out. How can I die in this place?" Wu Jiancheng was nagging in his heart. The change of advantages and disadvantages was too fast, and it was difficult for him to adapt to it.
Gunfire was as dense as a forest. At this moment, Punan Street was filled with crazy and loud gunfire. For some reason, there were no passing vehicles. Looking at this scene, Xia Jian suddenly turned a little pale. He finally understood.
Yes, the government has already cooperated with the princelings.
"How could this happen?" Xia Jian asked in his mind, how could a princeling get support from the government?
He sneered. He no longer had any extravagant hopes in his heart. Looking at Wu Jiancheng, whose eyes were dull and did not know how to find a place to hide, Xia Jian sneered in his heart, pulled him and said, "Do you want to die too?"
"You must send me out safely. We agreed and I have helped you, so you can't break your promise." Looking at Xia Jian, Wu Jiancheng seemed to have grabbed the last life-saving straw and hurriedly pulled his excited hand.
Said. If everyone in the army is dead, then no one will know about his deal with the Qingzhu Gang when he returns. Then he will continue to be his Lieutenant Wu. This is the only wish in Wu Jiancheng's heart.
"You idiot, haven't you seen it yet? That guy Wu Tianchu already knew it."
"What?" Wu Jiancheng was dumbfounded.
"The streets here have been blocked for a long time. Didn't you see that there is no car coming in now? No wonder there were so few people on the streets just now. I think they are mostly military personnel pretending to be people."
The last wish in Wu Jiancheng's heart failed, and his face suddenly turned pale. He slumped on the ground and murmured: "It's impossible, it's impossible..."
"You..." Xia Jian was just about to pull away when a "whoosh" sound came through the air.
Wu Jiancheng yelled "Uh!", rolled his eyes immediately, and fell to the ground. Blood mixed with brain matter flowed from his head through his wide-open eyes, and then flowed to the ground, seemingly unwilling to do so.
His body trembled twitchingly, and finally his feet stared and stopped moving.
The people around him suddenly took a breath of cold air. Xia Jian quickly took out a smoke bomb from his arms and threw it on the ground. Thick black smoke suddenly rose above the street, wrapping Xia Jian and everyone in it.
"Does it seem like you have dodged a small smoke bomb? If you hadn't left it with Lingmei to relieve her anger, I would have shot you all with one shot." On top of the tall building, Mo Yin smiled and threw the gun to the ground.
He immediately disappeared into the room, leaving nothing but the familiar faint smell of tobacco.
Looking at Xia Jian and the others who were looking like bereft dogs, Ye Xiu, who was chasing behind them, waved his hand to signal everyone to move faster.
"These people really think they can escape." Jin Xing squinted her eyes charmingly, with a hint of contempt in her words. Her expression had another glamorous look, a princeling.
Even though her subordinates were moving forward rapidly, they couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. But who knows how many people died under Jin Xing's expression?
"But one person must escape. Even if he can't escape, we must let him out." Ye Xiu smiled. Among the seven souls, he was like a weak scholar, but Jin Xing was a weak scholar.
It is very thought-provoking that a woman who could hardly be satisfied chose him.
"Boss, who is it?" Ye Xiu's words immediately aroused everyone's interest.
"Xia Jian!"
"Ah!" When everyone heard this, they were immediately confused. Lian Dao was dead, and Xia Jian was obviously the boss of the Qingzhu Gang. If he let him go, wouldn't he be letting the tiger go home?
"He was appointed by someone, and we dare not touch him."