Lin Shuya's hair was grabbed by a tattooed man wearing only a white racer vest. There was a red swelling on the left side of her face, which looked like she had been beaten. On the chair directly in front of Lin Shuya, sitting
Holding a man.
I met that man Zhao Gangjun today, his name is Uncle Zhong!
"Now that your father is dead and your mother is half-dead, your only way to survive is to hand over everything you have to me. In this case, at least I will make you a rich man for the rest of your life. Of course, you will also
You can consider being my little wife, tsk tsk tsk, Zhuyeqing is so handsome, and your daughter is even more amazing!" Uncle Zhong said with a smile.
Lin Shuya's face was expressionless, even though her hair was grabbed and her face was swollen.
She just looked at the man named Uncle Zhong with cold eyes.
"When my mother was around, you were just a dog."
Lin Shuya said softly.
As if he was touched by something that hurt him, Uncle Zhong slapped the handle of the chair angrily, and then shouted, "Take off her clothes for me! I want her to feel it. Even if I am a dog, she can only be a dog."
It’s day!”
boom!
There was a crisp sound, and the floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the room, which was said to be bulletproof, shattered.
A man wearing an Ultraman mask slowly retracted his hand, then stepped in from outside.
Several of Uncle Zhong's men in the room rushed over quickly.
These people are all loyal men of Uncle Zhong, and their fighting prowess is extraordinary. It is easy to fight 10 against one, let alone fight against one with so many people.
Zhao Gangjun bent down slightly, gathering momentum.
One second later.
Zhao Gangjun rushed out.
Everyone only saw a flash of cold light.
Uncle Zhong's men, who were said to be very powerful, all fell to the ground.
A large amount of blood spurted out from their necks.
In just the blink of an eye, the arteries of several people were cut open!
Without any pause, Zhao Gangjun rushed towards the tattooed man who grabbed Lin Shuya.
The big man was about to capture Lin Shuya as a hostage, but unexpectedly, there was another cold light.
This cold light hit the big man's face directly.
The big man was so skilled that he fell backwards with his upper body and stabbed the air with his dagger!
Sample, my friend practiced at New Oriental Acrobatic School when he was young!
The big man was feeling proud when he suddenly felt a huge force falling from the sky and pressing on his chest!
I saw only one foot, and I don't know when it stepped on my chest.
Then, the big man fell to the ground, but his foot did not stop!
Card wipe.
The big man's sternum was crushed, and he could only breathe out, not in.
Zhao Gangjun turned around and looked at Uncle Zhong and the man holding his hands behind Uncle Zhong.
"Where did you come from, kid? If you get out now, I won't kill you." Uncle Zhong said with a serious face.
Zhao Gangjun walked towards Uncle Zhong but did not reply.
"Kill him. Mr. Hunter."
Uncle Zhong proudly gave the order. The hunter standing behind Uncle Zhong smiled and walked towards Zhao Gangjun.
call.
The hunter appeared in front of Zhao Gangjun in the next second.
The speed is scary!
Bang bang bang.
The hunter punched dozens of times in an instant!
The punch speed is equally amazing!
However, when this fast fist hit Zhao Gangjun, it seemed as if it hit the air!
Zhao Gangjun's body only shook a few times, and all his fists were in vain!
The hunter was shocked and quickly took out the dagger from his waist. As a result, a hand stretched out and held down the hunter's hand. Then, a powerful force came over him.
The hunter hit the wall directly, making a hole in the gunshot, and then collapsed on the ground, as if he had passed out.
"You...you...don't come here!"
Uncle Zhong quickly stood up from the chair, and while retreating toward the door, he reached out to touch the pistol hidden on his body.
Zhao Gangjun casually grabbed the chair left by Uncle Zhong, then threw it over with a wave of his hand.
There was a scraping sound, and the chair hit Uncle Zhong's head. Uncle Zhong's head exploded instantly, and he could no longer die.
Zhao Gangjun walked to Lin Shuya, but Lin Shuya stood still. No matter how decisive Zhao Gangjun was in killing people before, or how domineering his movements were, Lin Shuya seemed not to see it.
"What are you doing here?"
Lin Shuya asked softly.
"Take you to meet someone."
Seeing Lin Shuya like this, Zhao Gangjun's heart ached.
"Actually, you should have watched him kill me."
Lin Shuya said, "In this way, the Qing Gang will fall into civil strife, and you can easily lead your people northward and achieve your great cause."
"If you are going to die, your father will be very sad." Zhao Gangjun said.
Lin Shuya's body trembled for a moment, and then she said, "Are you happy about stabbing me?"
"I don't know if it's a wound or not, but your father wants to see you now, so I have to take you there."
Zhao Gangjun said, reaching out to touch Lin Shuya's red and swollen face.
"Do you still want to humiliate me again?" Lin Shuya's eyes were filled with sadness.
"What I said is true. Your father is not dead. He wants to see you. If you believe me, then come with me." Zhao Gangjun said seriously.
Lin Shuya looked straight at Zhao Gangjun and said, "What you said...is true?"
"Of course it's true, let's go."
Zhao Gangjun said, naturally reaching out and grabbing Lin Shuya's hand to walk towards the window.
Lin Shuya staggered and fell to the ground.
Zhao Gangjun quickly saw Lin Shuya holding her, and then Zhao Gangjun looked at Lin Shuya's feet.
There were some blood stains on Lin Shuya's feet.
Zhao Gangjun frowned slightly, then turned around, his back to Lin Shuya, and said, "I'll carry you."
"You didn't lie to me?" Lin Shuya seemed to still couldn't believe what Zhao Gangjun said.
"What's the benefit of lying to you? I stayed up late at night and came here to help you kill people just to lie to you?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
Lin Shuya stared blankly at the man in front of her, hesitated for a moment, then hugged Zhao Gangjun's neck from behind.
Zhao Gangjun skillfully carried Lin Shuya on his back, and then rushed out through the window he broke.
The villa was full of shouts and noises.
When the bodyguards in the villa rushed to Lin Shuya's room, they only saw the bodies of Uncle Zhong and his men. As for Lin Shuya, there was no trace.
Under the dark night, Zhao Gangjun carried Lin Shuya on his back and ran quickly on the roofs of various houses.
Lin Shuya felt the wind whistling past her ears, and this scene seemed familiar.
When I was training in the military, my foot was injured, and it seemed that he was carrying himself down the mountain at such a fast speed...
Looking at the man in front of her who had been stabbed by her own hands, Lin Shuya couldn't help but tighten her hands and hug Zhao Gangjun even tighter.
The moonlight shines on the two people, making their shadows very long.