Chapter Eighteen: The Poisonous Snake Out of its Hole
Chapter 18: The poisonous snake comes out of the hole
At night, in Dong Yu's villa, Dong Yu and Ouyang Feng looked at the information they had just collected. In the past few days, Dong Yu used various connections to finally investigate Zhongtian. It turned out that Zhongtian had released a message some time ago to find a partner.
It seems that they have found a partner now, and the background is not small. As for the partner's information, they have not obtained it.
"Xiaoyu, it seems that their partner is very mysterious?" Feng Laoliu said with some worry.
Dong Yu gritted his teeth: "Uncle Six, don't worry. Even if their boss behind the scenes is the King of Heaven, I can't wait any longer. Let's do this. I'll send you a few people tonight. Your people will be responsible for the outside.
Zhou Yutian caught him and forced him to transfer the contract."
"Well, it seems that this is the only way to do it. If Zhou Yutian is arrested, his boss behind the scenes will definitely come forward. I don't believe anyone in Shanghai has such a big power!" Feng Laoliu pinched his cigarette hard and took Dong away.
The three Holy Sect masters around Yu called together to give instructions on the action plan.
Song Jun and Sun Yu both spent the night at Zhou Yutian's house these days. Although Zhou Yutian felt it was very inconvenient, he also knew the history of Hongmen's harm, so he happily accepted it.
It was the same tonight. After dinner, Zhou Yutian ran to the study to continue finishing the work he had not finished during the day, while Song Jun and Sun Yu were silently practicing the Holy Book in another room.
At around one o'clock in the middle of the night, Sun Yu's sensitive ears suddenly heard slight footsteps in the corridor. Sun Yu's eyes turned cold and he jumped out of bed: "Old Song, if anything happens, call Brother Tian immediately.
, protect Lao Zhou." Sun Yu said, pulling out a short knife from his arms and quickly leaning towards the security door.
Zhou Yutian's family lived on the tenth floor. After several days of observation, Sun Yu and Song Jun found that the residents in this building were very civilized. After eleven o'clock at night, there was no sound at all. However, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, so Sun Yu must have
It's someone sent by Feng Laoliu.
Song Jun also took out his phone and ran to the study room vigilantly: "Brother Tian, something happened. There is something going on at Mr. Zhou's family." Song Jun hung up the phone in a hurry after saying that.
Song Jun suddenly knocked open the door of Zhou Yutian's room and found Zhou Yutian looking at him with a questioning look on his face: "What's wrong, Old Song? Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhou Yutian asked in confusion.
"Don't ask Mr. Zhou, do you have any rope at home?" Song Jun asked anxiously and wisely.
"No, how can I have a rope at home?" Zhou Yutian asked still confused.
"Without ropes, sheets will do!" Song Jun said as he tore all Zhou Yutian's sheets into strips and tied them together again.
At this time, Sun Yu had heard someone quietly unlocking the door, so he nervously took a fruit knife on the table in his hand.
With a "ding" sound, the door was quietly opened, and three people rushed in, followed closely by a dozen hooligans wearing hats.
When Sun Yu saw the gangster rushing in, he decisively shot out the fruit knife in his hand. With a "swish" sound, the fruit knife quickly shot at the leader.
"Hmph. Little plan." The leader was a master of the Holy Sect, so he didn't pay attention to the flying knife shot by Sun Yu. He easily dodged the flying knife with one side of his head.
The Holy Sect members were experts, but the gangsters who followed were not experts. Although the flying knife missed the leader, it still hit the chest of the gangster behind him.
With a sound of "Ah", the gangster fell down.
Song Jun, who was about to send Zhou Yutian out from the balcony in the inner room, heard the sound of ah, and his heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that the little man must not die, but he still gritted his teeth and relied on his strength to push the panicked Zhou Yutian to the next step.
On the balcony of the first floor.
"Bang!" After Song Jun clapped his hands and pushed Zhou Yutian down, the door to the inner room was kicked open.
"Well done!" Song Jun didn't have the skills of the little man to shoot flying knives, but he did have iron fists and iron feet. He waved his fists and rushed forward.
After seeing that the target they were looking for was not in the room, a disciple of the Holy Sect quickly retreated to the living room without fighting with the Song army. The dozen gangsters who rushed in also began to search the room. Only the three
A Saint Sect master stood in the living room opposite to the little Sun Yu and Song Jun.
"Damn, no." The gangster who finished the search didn't find Zhou Yutian, so he cursed and returned to the living room.
After hearing the report, the disciple headed by the Holy Sect sneered at the little man and said: "Where is your Mr. Zhou? If you tell us the truth, maybe I will take it upon myself to let you two live, otherwise... hmph
snort……"
"Otherwise, it's up to you, dad." The impulsive Song Jun attacked the disciples of the Holy Sect without hesitation.
As soon as Song Jun made a move, a disciple of the Holy Sect launched a fast movement to meet him. With a "bang" sound, Song Jun was knocked away by the move of the Holy Sect disciple, and he hit the wall all of a sudden, with a big mouthful of blood.
Vomited out, it seems that Song Jun suffered a serious blow to his internal organs.
"Old Song!" The little man with red eyes quickly waved the knife in his hand and struck the holy disciple with a killing move. For Sun Yu, although he had problems with Song Jun in the past, after a year of wallowing, the two of them had already
He became a good friend and brother who talked about everything, so how could he see his brother die in front of his own eyes.
"Swish, swish, swish..." Sun Yu used all the killing skills he had learned in his life, and the knife was deadly and aimed at the vital part.
"Be careful with his knife!" The two disciples of the Holy Sect who had not moved immediately guessed that Sun Yu was a ruthless man who could not be ignored the moment he swung his knife. However, when the two of them took action to save him, it was still too late.
Before the disciple of the Holy Sect, who was feeling proud after the Song army flew away, could react, Sun Yu's knife had already cut his throat.
"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. It was a living person's neck that was splattering blood. Those gangsters who had never seen such a world were so frightened that they stepped back in a corner. They were afraid.
They didn't dare to approach Sun Yu, but the two disciples of the Holy Sect were red-eyed. The one who died was their senior brother, so the two of them joined forces to launch a killing move against the little man.
"Good job!" Although Song Jun's internal organs were injured, he still shouted loudly.
"We will kill you..." The two Holy Sect disciples were fierce and deadly in their moves. Although Sun Yu, who was known as the killing machine, was considered a "corner" in the world of killers, in the eyes of the Holy Sect, Sun Yu's
Kung Fu is basically the same as the three teachings and nine streams, and Sun Yu's attack just now was also a sneak attack and the carelessness of the disciples of the Holy Sect, so he succeeded.
Faced with the combined blows of the two Saint Sect masters, Sun Yu was quickly unable to respond. In just a moment, Sun Yu had more than a dozen ribs broken, and his body also suffered serious internal injuries. He was lying on the ground with his mouth open.
There were blood blisters inside.
After Song Jun received a blow, he was unable to move and was quickly tied up tightly by the gangsters.
"Damn it, kill us if you dare. Damn it, I, Song Jun, have never been afraid of anyone!" Song Jun looked at the little man lying there motionless in pain.
"Brother, I will kill him!" A disciple of the Holy Sect picked up Sun Yu's knife and stabbed him.
When Song Jun saw a disciple of the Holy Sect stabbing his brother with a knife, he cried out in pain and closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to see his brother die in front of him.
"Junior brother, no!" The older man suddenly grabbed the hand of the disciple.
"Why not? He killed the ninth junior brother!" The holy disciple's eyes were red.
"There is no rush now. The sect master still has something to ask them. After asking them, it will not be too late to kill them!"
"Damn it, let you live just a little longer..." The disciple threw the knife away and picked up the dead disciple.
"Take the people, let's go!" The leader of the Holy Sect disciple waved his hand, and a dozen gangsters took Song Jun, Sun Yu and the two dead people and hurried downstairs.
