The operators of Xiaolin Martial Arts School held their breaths and waited quietly.
But as time went by, a feeling of uneasiness gradually spread among everyone.
Shang Haishan and the others looked in the direction of the warehouse. They could vaguely see fire coming from the warehouse, accompanied by vague and noisy voices.
"Is there something wrong? Why is there so much movement in the warehouse? Could it be that the hall master failed to lurk and was discovered?"
Si Xinyong said in a low voice.
"Do we need a frontal attack? There is chaos in the warehouse right now, which is a good opportunity."
Jiang Yiren also said with some worry.
"Wait a minute, if there is an order, the hall master will definitely blow the whistle."
Shang Haishan said in a low voice.
"I'm worried that if the hall master makes any mistakes, he may blame us..."
Si Xinyong said.
Beep!!
However, before he finished speaking, a harsh whistle came from deep in the warehouse, which immediately made everyone look up.
"It's the hall master's order. Act quickly. The warehouse personnel below Henglian will be handed over to the people below to handle it. We will go deep as soon as possible!"
Shang Haishan's expression condensed, with a look of shock on his face. Judging from the agreed instructions, a whistle meant that the plan was going very smoothly, which meant that Zhao Xuanqi had really succeeded in killing one of the three Henglians.
In an instant, the lurking Xiaolin Martial Arts School disciples took action at the same time, climbed over the warehouse wall, and launched an all-out attack.
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Beep!!
On the other side, Fan Shidong and Feng Rongke, who were checking the situation in Warehouse No. 9, also heard the piercing whistle. They were shocked and turned around almost at the same time, looking towards the source of the whistle.
That's... the main building, Chairman Yan Pingchuan's room?!
The two of them looked at each other, immediately took off, and ran quickly towards the main building.
However, just as the two of them arrived downstairs of the main building, they suddenly saw a figure appearing on the terrace of Yan Pingchuan's room.
The figure was backlit, and the appearance could not be seen clearly. It seemed that he was holding something in his hand, and it was suddenly thrown towards them.
The expressions of the two people suddenly changed, and they immediately spread out to both sides to avoid the unknown thing that was attacking them.
Gulu gulu!
The thing rolled on the ground and stopped, and then the two of them saw clearly what it was.
It was clearly a human head, and the grimace on his face was very familiar to them.
Chairman of the Commercial Bank, Yan Pingchuan!!
Yan Pingchuan is actually dead?!
How long has it been since then?!
Yan Pingchuan was killed and his head cut off without even uttering a cry for help?!
For a moment, both of them couldn't help but take a breath, and an extreme chill surged from their spines to the Tianling Cap.
When he raised his eyes again and looked at the figure on the terrace with his back light and whose face could not be seen clearly, a strong sense of fear and oppression from the unknown could not help but surge into his heart.
Who is this?
Wow!!
Just when the two were hesitating a little, not knowing what action to take, they suddenly heard a burst of uproar and noise coming from outside the warehouse, followed by bursts of howling and fighting.
This movement immediately made the two of them feel numb again, becoming the last line of defense that crushed their resistance.
There is a vicious tiger in front and a pack of wolves behind.
Originally, they came together to help the Geely Empire because they were motivated by profit. Who would really risk their lives for some resources and silver coins?
Feng Rongke, who was a desperado, was the most decisive. Without looking back, he turned around and used his strength to run away at an extremely fast speed.
"Oh shit!"
On the other side, Fan Shidong's expression suddenly changed, and he no longer hesitated and ran away in the other direction.
However, he kept having bad premonitions in his heart.
He has a round body, is not good at footwork, and cannot run as fast as Feng Rongke. In this situation, it is simply a fatal weakness.
Sure enough, in a fit of terror, his hair stood on end and a chill ran down his spine.
He seemed to feel that he was not in a warehouse at this time, but in a deep forest. In the dark shadows, the red eyes of a terrifying beast were staring at him.
Got targeted.
Fan Shidong's heart kept sinking.
brush!!
Zhao Xuanqi jumped directly from the terrace and chased in the direction of Fan Shidong's escape. At the same time, he blew the short whistle in his mouth and told Shang Haishan and several people that Feng Rongke was escaping with a short and long whistle.
direction.
A new bloody fight was underway, and the sounds of screams and roars filled the entire Jingmao Warehouse.
A quarter of an hour later.
Shang Haishan and the other three looked serious, holding Feng Rongke's head in their hands as they quickly approached the main building, looking a little worried and anxious.
All three of them had some injuries, none of them serious.
The main reason was that Feng Rongke, a desperado, was too cunning and kept taking advantage of the terrain to circle them. Finally, he paid some price to surround and kill them, but it also took too much time.
They were very worried that something unexpected would happen to Zhao Xuanqi because they wasted time.
And when they arrived near the main building, their expressions were slightly shocked, and they realized how unnecessary their previous worries were.
Zhao Xuanqi was sitting on the steps. Although there were many injuries on his body, they were not serious.
At this time, two corpses were placed in front of him.
One of them was tall and thin, with his head separated from his body.
The other one had a round and somewhat fat figure with at least dozens of blood holes in his body, one of which penetrated directly from his temple and took his life.
Both of them have seen photos and information.
Chairman of Jingmao Commercial Bank, Yan Pingchuan.
One of the three horizontal practitioners, Fan Shidong.
For a moment, Shang Haishan and the other three were stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say.
Two of the three horizontal practitioners of Jingmao Trading Company died at the hands of Zhao Xuanqi, including Yan Pingchuan, the president of the trading bank who had escaped from Liu Changfeng in a head-to-head confrontation and was no weaker than the true martial arts master.
"You're just Feng Rongke. It took you a quarter of an hour. This kind of performance makes me very disappointed."
Zhao Xuanqi slowly stood up and said to Shang Haishan and the others with an indifferent expression.
A suffocating feeling of shame and oppression surged from the hearts of the three of them.
"It's because my subordinates are not doing things right."
The three of them lowered their heads together, not daring to meet Zhao Xuanqi's eyes.
"Go, don't let any of the people from Jingmao Trading Company leave alive. Also, notify the peripheral personnel prepared by Second Senior Brother to prepare for entry. Don't leave anything that needs to be taken."
"Then, disperse the corpses to all parts of the warehouse. Be careful when setting fire. Don't leave any clues for me. If you can't do this well, you won't have to continue doing it in Fengkagedo."
Zhao Xuanqi said calmly.
"yes!"
The three of them clasped their fists and bowed slightly, then quickly turned and left.
An hour later, blazing fire began to rise throughout Jingmao Trading Company.