"Chen Zongheng, you are an interesting guy..." The corners of Zhang Ruochu's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had a wild aura, "Let's see how much strength I can force out of you... in this disaster."
According to calculation.
She admitted that it would be difficult for her to survive such a dragnet.
Thousands of elites are not just sent around casually.
But Chen Zongheng is different.
After all, Zhang Ruochu was a bit unable to see through this man.
The depth of his strength is even more of a mystery.
…
Chang'an Street.
The entire street is nearly two kilometers long, narrow and has few side roads.
It rained all night and the whole street was washed away.
In the Rolls-Royce, Guo Xinglei's eyes were dark and his hands were trembling slightly.
this……
This is his last fortune.
Whether you can kill Chen Zongheng and take revenge depends on this battle!
Suddenly, his cell phone buzzed.
Guo Xinglei frowned.
It's about time.
Thousands of people are equipped with walkie-talkies.
Who doesn’t have a good eye... and still uses mobile phone notifications?
But when he saw the mobile phone number, his heart skipped a beat.
It’s Yu Chuanping!
Guo Xinglei took a deep breath and immediately connected.
A hoarse, deep voice rang on the phone.
"I... have transferred two thousand brothers to you."
"Remember, this is the last time...Chen Zongheng must die!"
Guo Xinglei's breathing suddenly became a little heavier.
"yes!"
When making the decision to take revenge, Guo Xinglei believed that Yu Chuanping had given up on him...
did not expect.
At this last moment, he actually sent two thousand thugs...!!
The addition of two thousand people is a completely different change to the battle situation.
…
The Mercedes-Benz convoy arrived slowly.
Maybach sedan, rear seat.
Chen Zongheng glanced out the car window seemingly casually, with a playful smile on his lips.
Beside, Qiu Yiren was working on documents with a focused expression.
And suddenly, the tip of her nose smelled a strong manly scent, and she immediately raised her head in surprise.
At some point, Chen Zongheng leaned over.
His hands even crossed her thighs.
Qiu Yiren's pretty face turned red in an instant, and her whole body became stiff. She was half at a loss and half filled with joy.
Could it be...
However, she hadn't finished thinking about it yet.
Chen Zongheng moved quickly, pulling Qiu Yiren's seat belt over and fastening it tightly.
Qiu Yiren was stunned and suddenly felt disappointed.
"You're in the car, don't run around." Chen Zongheng didn't look at her, but slowly lit a cigarette, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth, as if... he had seen some big joke.
Qiu Yiren looked out the window in confusion, "What's wrong?"
She passes this road every day.
It seems, nothing unusual.
"There are a few little ants, let's take care of them."
Qiu Yiren was immediately stunned.
In this busy city, Guo Xinglei dares to...
While she was deep in thought.
boom!
A tongue of flame suddenly exploded on the bulletproof glass!
Dense cobweb cracks spread.
Suddenly, Qiu Yiren's pretty face turned pale!
Immediately afterwards.
The front of the road, the back, the shops on the left and right...
Countless people slowly poured out.
Each one was wearing a black suit, with a bright machete in his hand, his eyes fierce, and murderous intent surging!
Surrounded from all sides, the Mercedes-Benz convoy was completely unable to move amid this crowd.
This was the first time she had seen such a battle!
Despair welled up in the whole person's heart.
It's over.
How could even Chen Zongheng... be able to fight against so many people by himself?
Ten Mercedes-Benz cars, in the internal communication channel.
It has already been a mess.
There were dozens of bodyguards, and their expressions changed drastically.
Inside the front car.
The bodyguard captain gritted his teeth and got out of the car with his hands raised, wanting to negotiate.
But as soon as he got out of the car, a bullet hit him.
boom!
The whole head exploded like a watermelon.
Blood everywhere.
This sight immediately frightened the bodyguards in the car.
"Mr. Chen...this...this, what should we do..."
Qiu Yiren was also panicked and helpless. She clutched Chen Zongheng's hand as if grasping a life-saving straw and refused to let go.
"Everyone, stay in the car. This... is an order!"
The decisive voice was instantly transmitted to each bodyguard through the intercom.
Snap.
The walkie-talkie was thrown aside by Chen Zongheng. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Let go."
At this moment, a sniper bullet suddenly hit the car window next to him.
There was a loud bang.
Qiu Yiren screamed subconsciously and grabbed Chen Zongheng's arm.
Chen Zongheng frowned and was about to use his strength to break away when he suddenly saw Qiu Yiren trembling all over and tears glistening at the corners of her eyes, so she stopped in her tracks.
At this time, a low voice sounded in Qiu Yiren's ears.
"You must always remember one thing. That is, trust me unconditionally."
Qiu Yiren was stunned, and she regained consciousness. Little by little, she let go of Chen Zongheng's hand.
"The streets washed by the spring rain will become... dirty again."
A slight sigh sounded in the car.
Chen Zongheng's figure, at some point... appeared outside.
His eyes were full of coldness.
The moment he appeared, a sound broke through the air.
A sniper bullet crashed towards his head at an almost imperceptible speed.
Chen Zongheng turned his body slightly, and the bullet missed him.
Immediately afterwards, another bullet struck suddenly!
I saw a flash of silver light, Chen Zong raised his hand, and a terrifying strong wind burst out in an instant!
Snap!
The bullet, cut in half, fell to the ground.
At this moment, a continuous stream of bullets formed a fire net, pouring down on Chen Zongheng!
However, Chen Zongheng's figure flashed and appeared several meters away.
In another flash, we were not far away from the crowd!
The firepower network had to be interrupted!
Facing a crowd of thousands of people rushing toward him, Chen Zongheng actually advanced forward instead of retreating and faced them head-on!
far away.
Rolls-Royce interior.
Guo Xinglei already sneered.
"Chen Zongheng, you are really confident... Facing thousands of people, you still dare to go upstream with your own strength... Unfortunately, what you are facing this time is not some minions, but the elite, the elite
The best among them!"
"What's more, this is not more than 2,000 people, but... more than 5,000 people!"
In ancient times, this was an invincible army!
He picked up the walkie-talkie and said coldly: "Except for the sniper who didn't shoot, the rest of us should take action in advance!"
Originally, more than 2,000 people took action, which was already a huge momentum and a huge crowd.
Now, with the addition of elite backbones disguised as passers-by...
It's simply... majestic!
During the conversation.
The two parties are already close!
There were countless people from behind, left, and right, holding machetes and slashing at him with red eyes.
And at a certain moment.
Those pedestrians who were either running away in a hurry or hiding in the corner suddenly showed a fierce look in their eyes, drew out their machetes, and came towards Chen Zongheng without hesitation.