() There were not many guests in the restaurant. Zhang Qiang and Yan Yanqiu had just sat down when a figure flashed before their eyes and the old ghost floated over quietly. Yan Yanqiu was ordering food and looked up at him, curled her lips and said nothing.
The old ghost sat next to Zhang Qiang and said softly: "The people from Qimen are also in the hotel."
Zhang Qiang nodded, "I know."
Both of them looked at the other side of the restaurant, where there were five men and one woman sitting at a table by the window. Four of them had just met Zhang Qiang, and two of them were unfamiliar faces.
One of the two people is very young, looking to be in his thirties, stylishly dressed, and handsome. He wears a dark gold glove on his right hand, puts it on the table, and taps the table lightly from time to time.
The other one is an old man, in his seventies, with snow-white hair, a ruddy face, and a straight waist. He is wearing a dark gray tunic suit, with a tightly tied collar, a serious expression, and an upright sitting posture.
At first glance, he looked like a leading cadre from some agency.
"That old man is Qiu Langye, the leader of Qimen." The old ghost said, "The young man next to him is his son Qiu Ze." Then the old ghost introduced the other four people one by one. Scarface is the death of Qimen.
The sect leader is Huang Zhongyang, and the one wearing Tang suit is the chief sect elder Kong Hong.
There are six people in total, which is exactly the full invitation quota for two tickets.
"They should have come to Moscow through other means, and they arrived not long before us."
The other ways should be shady ways, which means that their current identities may be forged. However, it also shows that these guys carry a lot of weapons, especially Fei Qinghe, who brought many high-tech gadgets with him this time.
At this time, Zhang Qiang was looking at Huang Zhongyang, the leader of the Death Sect, and thought to himself: "Shen Haotian's body should have been discovered. In a few days, the news of his death will reach Fei Qinghe's ears, and of course his hands will be included."
The business card information in it. Haha, there will be a good show then..."
After eating, the three of them returned to their respective rooms.
It was almost midnight, and due to the time difference, it was almost four o'clock in the morning in China, so after entering the room, Zhang Qiang fell asleep.
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Qiang suddenly opened his eyes while sleeping.
There was movement outside the window.
He raised his ears and listened carefully, and heard a very slight sound of climbing up the wall. He heard that he was approaching his window. Zhang Qiang quietly got out of the bed, with an invisibility charm on his body, and walked gently to the window.
In front of me, I opened a corner of the curtain and looked out.
Whoosh!
A black figure jumped onto the window sill, moving quickly and lightly. The moment he stepped on the window sill with both feet, his eyes looked at the gap in the curtain that Zhang Qiang had opened.
Zhang Qiang didn't move.
He was a European man, tall and strong, wearing a black tights. He had curly blond hair tied into a small ponytail on the back of his head, with rough lines on his face, and a pair of eyes filled with azure light.
Whoosh!
The European man continued to jump upwards and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Qiang raised his hand, wanting to push open the window and take a look outside, but as soon as he raised his hand, he stopped again. Whoosh! Another black shadow jumped onto the window sill.
She is a European woman, very young, she looks like she is in her twenties at most, with blond hair and blue eyes. She is also wearing a black tight suit. She is also holding a small crossbow in her hand, and the crossbow arrows are already stretched on the string.
Above, the tip of the arrow shone with a faint blue light in the night.
Whoosh!
Without any pause, the European woman jumped up and disappeared in front of Zhang Qiang.
Whoosh whoosh!
In just a few seconds, five Europeans had already jumped in front of Zhang Qiang, all dressed in black and holding various weapons in their hands.
Judging from their skills, they are definitely not ordinary people. Even if they are athletes, it is impossible for them to climb the outer wall of the hotel as easily as if they were walking on flat ground.
"Who are they going to deal with?" Zhang Qiang's intuition told him that these people might be heading for the people from Qimen, because they lived upstairs.
But why do Europeans and people from Qimen have festivals? If they did, people from Qimen wouldn’t be able to blatantly stay in the Kempinski Hotel.
Just when I was wondering, I heard a muffled bang, crash! Along with the sound of a window breaking, a black shadow fell straight down, plop! The sound of a human body falling to the ground came from below.
Bang bang bang!
There were sounds one after another from upstairs. Although the sounds were not very loud, they were quite intense. Zhang Qiang did not hesitate, opened the window, and jumped out.
Just as his hands clung to the outer wall, two black figures fell down above his head, almost grazing Zhang Qiang's body as he fell. Turning his head and looking down, he saw several men in black lying on the ground. However, on the street below
But there were more men in black running over. A rough count showed that there were no less than thirty or forty people.
boom!
There was another muffled sound, and as a black figure fell, Zhang Qiang saw Qiu Ze falling from the sky and catching up with the black figure in mid-air. He raised his right hand, and the dark gold glove on his hand flashed, poof!
A punch penetrated the black shadow's chest.
Bang!
Qiu Ze and the shadow fell to the ground at the same time. Under the moonlight, the shadow was lying on his back, with his long golden hair spread out, and a crossbow slipped from his hand. It was the European woman...
Bang bang bang!
Qiu Ze waved his right hand and saw a dark golden light streak across the night sky like a horse, and several more men in black fell out.
"This Qiu Ze has such fierce skills. Judging from the cultivation level, he should not be inferior to Fei Qinghe. He is so powerful at such a young age. He is indeed the son of Qiu Langye!"
At this time, the men in black who had climbed up earlier had all fallen down. The strange thing was that except for Qiu Ze who came out to challenge, the others seemed to be standing still.
boom!
There was a gunshot! A man in black pulled out a pistol, pointed it at Qiu Ze and pulled the trigger. Qiu Ze did not dodge, but grabbed the bullet with his right hand and caught it in the dark gold glove. Then he flicked his hand and the bullet flew backwards.
When he went back, the man in black fell to the ground!
Bang bang bang!
The remaining men in black drew their pistols almost at the same time, and one of them even took out a light machine gun from the package he carried. The muzzle of the gun spit out flames, and a hail of bullets swept towards Chou Ze.
Whoosh!
Qiu Ze stood up from the ground and ran up the wall of the hotel quickly. The bullets chased him and hit the wall. Suddenly, gravel flew and the windows burst. Then there were bursts of screams, and almost all the guests were awakened.
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Snapped!
A bullet hit the side of Zhang Qiang's head. Zhang Qiang quickly jumped back to his room. The moment he entered the window, he saw Qiu Ze running to the top of the hotel, turned over and disappeared...
