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Three hundred and twentieth chapters anti-chasing

"Second brother, who is it this time?" In a hidden corner of the cruise ship deck, Xie Huan said: "They want to kill us?"

"80% of them are from your enemy Sima Mingyue." Qin Yang said: "Let's go, luckily we are keeping an eye out."

"Well, it's good this time, at least Sima Mingyue will think I'm dead." Xie Huan nodded.

"In your dreams, how can it be so simple? The person who can make the Yamaguchi-gumi and the mafia attack at the same time will be a simple guy?" Qin Yang sneered: "If I also keep maintaining the arrest warrant, I will live to see people, and die.

I want to see the corpse. I'm afraid I won't be able to feel safe when I get to Hong Kong. We'll stay there for a few days before we go to Haitian. No one dares to challenge me in the one-third of an acre in Southeast Province."

The two of them got on another plane and went straight to Hong Kong. At about four o'clock in the morning, the plane landed in a building in Hong Kong. Qin and Yang quickly found Huang Xian.

"Brother is still so coquettish and doesn't sleep at night." Xie Huan joked, "It's a little unbelievable if you say you're waiting for me. It's so hypocritical."

"You brat are still in the mood to joke." Huang Xian glared at him and said: "I heard the death order and the arrest order when I first arrived in Hong Kong. Now all the gang bosses in Hong Kong regard you as a 140-pound person.

It’s gold.”

"Why one hundred and forty pounds?"

"Because you weigh only one hundred and fourteen." Boss Huang rolled his eyes and said, "An international buyer has bought you. If you are captured alive, you can get one hundred and forty kilograms of gold. If you are killed, you can get seventy kilograms of gold.

, the value is approximately, based on three hundred and eighty grams per gram, it costs about 28 million to capture you alive, and about 14 million to kill you, sky-high price, absolutely sky-high price."

"Where did you hear that?" Qin Yang asked.

"I was bored and heard something from some bosses at the teahouse last night." Huang Xian said: "Now your photos have been scanned by them and sent out by the dozen. It is estimated that all the gangsters are eyeing you. There are more than two thousand

Wan, I can't tolerate them not being tempted."

"As expected." Qin Yang said.

"Sima Mingyue is amazing." Xie Huan frowned.

"Forget it, let's find a hotel to rest first." Qin Yang said: "Now that you've come, let's be in peace. If anyone dares to come, just let them go back sideways. Why are you panicking?"

Seeing that he was calm and not in a hurry, Huang Xian nodded, and the three of them drove to the hotel they had booked. Since they didn't get much rest all night, the three of them were a little tired. Huang Xian and Xie Huan fell asleep, and Qin

Yang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, immersed in the Hell Star, constantly tempering his spiritual energy, and laying a solid spiritual foundation for at least the fifth level of hell.

I don't know how many hours later, when he heard a knock on the door outside, Qin Yang walked out, opened the door and saw a waiter, asking: "What's the matter?"

"Your lunch," the waiter said.

"Send it in." Qin Yang nodded, and was about to turn his head when he suddenly received a roundhouse kick. The waiter who had just taken out the knife instantly broke his neck and became silent. Xie Huan and Huang Xian, who heard the noise, came out of their room.

After walking out and seeing this scene, Xie Huan said in a deep voice: "This damn Sima Mingyue. It seems that he can't live peacefully in Hong Kong."

"Go back to Haitian City?" Huang Xian said.

"I have several contracts to negotiate in Hong Kong." Xie Huan frowned and said, "Only after the contracts are negotiated can I have the ability to confront Sima Mingyue. At least I can force her to withdraw the fatwa."

"Then let's talk." Qin Yang said coldly: "Leave the underworld pursuit to me. You and the boss change places. I want to see how many people dare to risk their lives."

Xie Huan and Huang Xian knew his strength and nodded. Qin Yang helped them put on makeup and let them leave with a tour group of more than 20 people from the hotel in the evening. Qin Yang was quiet.

Sitting on the sofa in the hall, his hands kept tapping the table

Son, a few minutes later, several gangsters appeared in the hotel corridor. Some tourists who had just left were frightened and returned to their rooms after seeing it. After arriving at Qin Yang's room, they found that the door was open and pushed it open arrogantly.

Everyone, looking at Qin Yang alone, frowned.

"Are you here to kill Xie Huan too?" Qin Yang asked.

"Boy, where is he?" someone asked arrogantly.

"I know where it is, but you can't know." Qin Yang shook his head.

The gangsters were furious and rushed forward one after another to take action, but Qin Yang moved faster and punched the front man on the neck. At the same time, he snatched his knife and swung it with great force to open a blood hole on the chest of the other man.

There was a huge gaping hole, and he struck decisively without any hesitation. The last person turned pale with fright and wanted to run away, but Qin Yang was faster. The knife was inserted into his body from the back of his neck, and he watched the knife emerge from his throat.

The guy fell to the ground trembling.

"Beautiful city, don't blame me for being cruel."

With some cosmetics in the bathroom, Qin Yang smeared it on his face, and soon he looked like Xie Huan. After walking out of the hotel, seven or eight people holding knives also appeared in an alley.

, the gangsters in the past would not dare to be so arrogant, but for

They are desperate to get the more than 20 million. Even if they kill this guy, they can still get more than 10 million. What a crazy price is this? As long as they take this money, where can the world go? Not in the Pearl

The city can still live more freely.

Some people passing by were scared and hurriedly backed away. I don't know what made this group of crazy gangsters dare to be so arrogant with knives on the street. However, the one who was even more arrogant was the person who was besieged. At the same time, he grabbed a machete from one of the hands.

After that, with a flick of his wrist, the machete moved crazily as if it had a spirit.

As it turned, one or two people died every time they walked around. Some of the people watching barely calmed down and tremblingly took out their mobile phones and made a call, while those who were not calm had already been scared to death and ran away in a hurry.

This was originally a safe city, but why was the cruelty of murder happening right around me?

Hearing the jingle in the distance, a sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Yang's mouth. Looking at the three people trying to escape, he rushed forward with his right foot. The knife instantly cut across one person's neck, and at the same time he swung the machete to solve the problem.

After the other person, he jumped up and kicked the other person in the head.

"There are still so many people who want to die. It looks like I have to be busy." Qin Yang said with a smile.

"Bang."

Suddenly a gunshot rang out, and he frowned, turned around and saw a policeman tremblingly holding his gun next to him, shouting: "Squat on the ground with your head in your hands, right now!"

As he said that, the policeman wiped his tears.

Seven lives! Just lost? Is this guy a madman?

Qin Yang shook his head, swung his body and disappeared into the void. The policeman almost dropped his pistol in fear. Did he see a ghost? When police cars arrived one after another, they saw this bloody and cruel scene.

They were all furious, the gangsters were so arrogant!

"Check, find out who it is at all costs!" A police inspector calmly growled: "No matter who it is, I will definitely prosecute him to death!"

While the police were constantly investigating, Qin Yang frantically rushed to a dark wine shop, pushed in the door, and sat quietly aside. At the same time, a boss-looking guy in the wine held a microphone.

He said loudly: "Everyone, I think you are very clear about this big deal, and there is also exciting good news. Anyone who captures Xie Huan alive can get a bonus of fifty million, fifty million, a full five thousand

Thousands! But we need to work together!”

As the boss was talking, a knife suddenly flew past in the flashing neon lights and pierced his chest!

Everyone was stunned, what is going on?

"It seems that you all want to get these 50 million, which is very good, very good, but no one here today will die." Qin Yang said with a sneer.

"He is Xie Huan! Cut him!"

I don't know who shouted, and dozens of gangsters in the whole room rushed up crazily. However, these gangsters' fighting power is far inferior to that of Nili's rebels. Can they beat Qin Yang's opponent with their bare hands? The answer is obviously no.

, this was confirmed when the police arrived early the next morning and almost vomited after seeing the room full of corpses.

What is also confirmed is that there is a madman here, a complete madman.


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