Feng Du slashed his hand like a knife diagonally, and said bitterly: "Then just keep doing it and find another opportunity to assassinate him."
Xia Longwei frowned and said, "I'm afraid it won't be that easy. Not only is this kid very powerful in martial arts, but he's also extremely alert. Isn't it difficult to take action?"
Feng Du smiled arrogantly and said: "I have said before that there is no need to mobilize a large force to set up a trap to deal with him. As long as I, Old Feng, go out personally, I can deal with him and take care of his head and bring him back."
Xia Longwei glanced at him suspiciously and asked, "Are you so sure?"
Feng Du's face was full of anger, "Of course, I, Old Feng, have been working hard on the road for many years. It's not a piece of cake to get rid of this young boy."
Xia Longwei nodded and said, "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. However, from what happened today, we can see that that kid is very cunning and cunning. You have to be more careful."
Feng Du said carelessly: "Brother Wei, don't worry, just wait for my good news."
Xia Longwei was far less optimistic than him, saying: "I hope so. Indeed, if this kid is not eliminated now, he will become a powerful enemy of our Yihe Gang in the future..."
Everyone in the Yihe Gang was deliberately trying to get rid of Ximen Lang's life. At this time, Ximen Lang and three bodyguards were sitting in a Humvee and rushing back to the Yundu District headquarters. They were surrounded by flower-like female Lily members, snow-white.
The long legs were dazzling, and the fragrance was lingering, making Ximen Lang and others feel as intoxicated as if they had drunk mellow wine. Even Liu Shuai, who was injured in his left arm, felt that the wound was not very painful anymore.
The Blood Lily player closest to Liu Shuai was a pretty girl named Wang Ling. Seeing the blood on his arm soaking his sleeves, she hurriedly said: "You are seriously injured, I will take care of it as soon as possible."
." Then, he opened the first aid box in the corner, grabbed his arm generously, and cut the sleeves open with scissors. Then he changed his hand to a sharp knife and said softly: "Be patient.
I'll dig out the warhead for you."
In front of a beautiful woman, Liu Shuai, as a young and energetic young man, naturally had to show his heroic side and act nonchalantly, saying, "It's okay, I can stand it."
"Okay, let's start now."
Qian Qianyu held a knife in her hand and nimbly dug out his arm, digging out the bullet. She then skillfully applied ointment to stop the bleeding and carefully wrapped it with a bandage.
After a while, Wang Ling said with a smile: "It's done. No bones were injured. Your injury will be healed in half a month."
Liu Shuai was full of affection for this gentle and attentive girl and hurriedly said: "Thank you so much."
Wang Ling smiled sweetly, "We are all brothers and sisters in the gang. We should help each other. You're welcome."
Gu Lei said enviously at the side: "Oh, how come I wasn't shot? Otherwise, wouldn't it be another beautiful woman bandaging my wound?"
The words made everyone burst into laughter. Ximen Lang barely suppressed his laughter and said: "This is simple. I will give you a shot right now to interrupt your wisdom..."
Everyone laughed again, especially the girls, who laughed so hard that their charming parts of their bodies trembled.
Gu Lei grinned like a bitter melon and said: "Brother Lang, don't be like this, you are too cruel!"
Amid laughter and laughter, the off-road vehicle returned to the Yundu District headquarters.
After this incident, Ximen Lang finally saw the true face of the Yihe Gang. He especially hated Feng Du who was always making rude remarks. Damn it, just because he always scolded me, he should be cut to pieces.
.In my heart, I had the idea of taking care of this guy, and I was ready to personally take action to give him some color.
At around ten o'clock at night, Ximen Lang, wearing night clothes, left the headquarters alone, drove a van, and headed for Xia Longwei's villa, where he planned to try his luck and see if he could find that bastard Feng Du.
The van was driving fast on the highway. As soon as it left Yundu District and passed an intersection on Hardy Road, a black figure suddenly fell from the traffic light stand and landed accurately on the roof of the van.
It only makes a very slight sound.
This man was thin and pale, and looked even more terrifying under the illumination of the street lamp. His black cloak fluttered in the wind, like an ugly bat or an evil ghost from hell. He was none other than the remnant of the Shanhe Gang.
Ximenlang noticed that someone was falling on the roof of the car. He frowned and turned the steering wheel sharply to the right. The van turned quickly to throw the person off. Although he still couldn't figure out the person's origin, he appeared in the car in the middle of the night.
Yes, they must be enemies rather than friends.
Under the huge inertia of the car's turn, Guizai separated from the van and floated in the air. However, his left hand firmly grasped the roof of the van as if it had a suction cup, and twisted his body in mid-air. After the inertia surged through, the boxer fell down again.
On the van, he clung to the roof like a gecko. His right hand was raised high, and the sharp poisonous dragon thorn suddenly stabbed downwards.
"Bang!"
The iron sheet on the top of the van was as vulnerable as tofu when it encountered the poisonous dragon thorn. It was penetrated at once, and the sharp blade went straight to Ximen Lang's head.
Hearing the sound coming from above his head, Ximen Lang tilted his head violently, just in time to avoid the fatal blow of the poisonous dragon sting. He violently manipulated the steering wheel, causing the van to twist to the left, and then to the right, drawing lines on the road.
S-shaped, abnormal friction between the tire and the ground makes a sharp squeal.
However, no matter if the van flashed or even drifted greatly, Guizai's body was as if it was sucked to it and was never thrown off. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he shouted in a harsh voice: "Boy, your
Resistance is useless, Master Gui must send you to the West today..."
The poisonous dragon thorns stabbed down quickly and violently again and again, with constant banging sounds. Within a short time, seven or eight holes appeared on the top of the van, but because of Ximenlang's timely dodge, they were still just a little bit short of hitting him.
Gui Zai was a little angry. The last time he fought with this kid, although he was severely injured with the poisonous dragon sting, he also broke the bridge of his nose and knocked out two big teeth. In the end, he failed to kill him because of the appearance of a mysterious beggar. This time
times, saying that I could never let him go again.
Seeing that the attack from above was useless, the ghost boy slipped and turned sideways. Since his upper body was hanging from the roof of the car because he was brave, he got into the car window from the right side and stabbed the boy's head with the poisonous dragon thorn.
past.
Ximen Lang raised his right arm, let go of the steering wheel with his left hand, clenched his fist and hit it hard, shouting: "Go to hell..."
Guizai hurriedly turned his head to avoid it, but he didn't expect the opponent's straight punch to suddenly turn into a swinging punch, and suddenly made a horizontal blow...
PS: Chapter 2 on September 22, uploaded at 10 o'clock.