That's right, this Zhang Lang is Ximen Lang, which is his other name. He used this name when he registered at the hotel.
Ximenlang said coldly: "I am the person you are waiting for."
The thin man said hurriedly: "Uncle Zhang, one of the four guardians of our Donghua Gate, Qinglong, has left a message for you. It's on the bedside table."
Ximen Lang turned around and saw that there was indeed a piece of paper with writing on the bedside table. He hurriedly walked over, picked up the paper and held it in his hand. He saw that it read: "Junior Zhang Lang, your companion has been captured by us."
catch,
She is locked up in the Donghua Gate. If you have the guts, just come over and rescue her. Otherwise, you'd better put your head in your crotch and leave Nanjing City." The signature below is two words of arrogance and domineering, "Qinglong
."
There are many masters in the Donghua Sect, the most famous of which are the Four Guardians and the Nine Heavenly Kings, who are all top-notch masters, and Qinglong is the head of the four Guardians. The other three Guardians are White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu.
Ximen Lang snorted coldly and said to himself: "How dare you capture Ling'er? Donghuamen, you and I are at odds with each other..."
As soon as he raised his wrist, the poisonous dragon thorn flew out quickly and pierced the thin man's throat. The thin man let out a grunt, blood spurted out from his neck, and died.
Now that Ling'er was caught, Ximenlang was very anxious. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth bitterly, "In order to save Ling'er, even if your Donghua Gate is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, I will break in." He took off his hood,
Go to the bathroom, wet a towel, wipe off the heavy makeup on your face, and restore your original appearance.
After coming out, he took off his windbreaker, shirt, stockings, etc., took out all his clothes from the LV bag, put them on, put Xuewei's clothes into the bag, and returned to his true form as a man, carrying the bag and walking out.
In the room, he walked over the corpses of Donghua Sect members. With his feet stained with blood, he walked through the corridor and came to the elevator.
No one came up on the sixth floor. Even though there was a lot of fighting and screaming just now, the hotel security guards didn't dare to show their faces because the Donghuamen members had warned the front desk that they had to work on the sixth floor and no one was allowed to go up.
In the ancient city of Nanjing, Donghuamen has a huge power and is more intimidating than the public security department. No one dares to offend. Based on this, the fight on the sixth floor was fierce and screamed, but no one from the hotel came forward.
A moment later, Ximen Lang came out of the hotel and arrived at the parking lot. He got into the Grand Cherokee off-road vehicle, threw the LV bag in his hand onto the back seat, reached out to grab a backpack on the back seat, and placed it on the passenger seat.
He sat in the seat, opened it, took out a wide canvas belt filled with tubes, lifted up the jacket and tied it around his waist, put the jacket down, started the car and headed east.
More than half an hour later, the Grand Cherokee off-road vehicle drove to the vicinity of Liexuan Lake, passed through Wufeng Island, and drove to the end of the more than 100-meter-long bridge.
There is a roadblock in front, a guard box next to it, and five old convertible jeeps parked. Dozens of Donghuamen members have gathered here. Since someone killed eight guards here last night and sneaked into the Huamen main helm to make a fuss
, Xue Mo immediately sent more people over to put strict vigilance, and now there were as many as eighty people gathered.
"stop!"
Among the members of the Donghua Sect, the leader, a bald man, raised the machete in his hand and shouted. Because he used too much force, the veins on his neck protruded.
With a sudden brake, the Grand Cherokee screeched to a stop. The window slowly rolled down, revealing Ximenlang's handsome face. He looked calmly at the group of people blocking the car in front of the car like menacing figures.
The bald man walked over quickly, stared at Ximen Lang's face fiercely, and scolded: "Boy, do you know where this place is, and you dare to break in?"
Ximen Lang said expressionlessly: "I know, isn't it Tongtian Island? There is a Donghua Gate chief helm on the island."
The big man scolded: "I know that you are still here, and you are in charge of the important place. No idlers are allowed to enter, so get back here quickly."
Ximen Lang's expression changed and he said, "Keep your mouth clean, otherwise I will be rude to you."
"Oh, brat, you're welcome, what else can you do..." Before the bald man could finish his arrogant words, he suddenly screamed, "Ah..." With a look of horror on his face, he had a willow flying knife stuck in his neck, trembling.
He pointed his finger and said, "You... you dare to kill me..." Then he fell to the ground with a plop.
The rest of the people were all shocked, and someone shouted in horror: "Captain Qi was killed by that kid, chop him up quickly..."
The crowd waved various types of props in their hands and rushed over like ferocious wolves.
Ximenlang stepped on the accelerator hard, and the Grand Cherokee rushed out, knocking down the five people who rushed in front of him, and continued to move forward like wild horses. Everyone was shocked and hurriedly stepped aside, machetes like raindrops.
of
It landed crazily on the car, making a clanking sound. Ximen Lang ignored it at all and continued to drive the off-road vehicle on a rampage. After knocking over more than ten people, he rushed out of the crowd and drove quickly towards the direction of the Huamen main rudder.
Many Donghuamen members hurriedly got into the five open-top jeeps next to them and chased after them. Some people shouted like idiots: "Asshole, stop the car quickly..."
The Grand Cherokee was galloping very fast, and after more than ten minutes it came to a sudden stop at the entrance of the Donghua Gate main helm. The five convertible jeeps behind it braked to surround it. Dozens of Donghua Gate members swarmed down, holding machetes and killing the Grand Cherokee.
The off-road vehicles were surrounded by water, and they all shouted: "Boy, get out of the car and die."
"If you dare to kill our captain, I'll chop you into pieces..."
To the right of the gate is a two-story building with more than a dozen security guards inside. Seeing an accident at the door, these people quickly picked up the guy and ran out.
The man in the lead was short, stocky and had a sinister face. He shouted loudly: "What's going on?"
Someone said: "Captain Qian, this guy in the car killed our Captain Qi."
The guy named Qian had a look of surprise on his face, "Is there such a thing?" He came over with a gun in hand, looked at the young man in the car, and shouted: "Get out of the car quickly!"
Ximenlang turned his head and said coldly: "You are not qualified to order me to inform Xue Wensheng of your Donghuamen and tell Ximenlang of Huamen to ask for a meeting. Don't forget to add, ask him if his injuries are better."
"
Captain Qian was stunned and said angrily: "How dare you dare to shout the name of our sect leader?"
Ximen Lang sneered and said: "You can't scream, but I can. Report it quickly. Xue Wensheng is looking for me everywhere. He really wants to see me. If we delay our meeting, he will probably twist your head off."
"
Seeing his confident look, Captain Qian was confused and did not dare to be careless. He quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie hanging around his waist and reported to the reception office in the main helm.