Liu Dahai's gunshot wound on his chest has not fully healed yet. He is resting in his room and watching TV. His sister Liu Zhenying is also beside him.
Hearing the huge noise downstairs, Liu Zhenying was about to go out to check, when one of his subordinates rushed in: "Master Hai, Sister Ying, something bad has happened. A group of men in black broke in and wanted to look for you by name. They
They are very strong, our brothers can’t stand it anymore, please leave through the back door quickly, hurry up..."
Liu Zhenying had a hot temper and jumped up and said: "His uncle, who is it this time? Our Hongri Club is not a fool either."
She grabbed a fruit knife and rushed to the door when she met the Gong family shadow guard.
That's right, these people in black clothes and hats are naturally a group of shadow guards sent by Gong Feixue, a total of twelve masters.
Liu Zhenying held a fruit knife and looked at the shadow guard standing at the door.
The next second, her hand holding the knife was pinched.
That man's strength was surprisingly great.
Liu Zhenying screamed in pain: "You bastard, let me go!"
"Crack!"
Liu Zhenying's wrist was broken instantly, and the shadow guard who attacked didn't even change his expression. It seemed that what was broken was not the wrist of a young girl, but a match. Then he kicked Liu Zhenying aside like a trash can.
This incident happened suddenly, in the blink of an eye.
When Liu Dahai saw that his sister was seriously injured, he immediately turned over and went to get the gun under the pillow. But just as his finger touched the handle of the gun, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes. A sharp dagger pierced his palm and penetrated into the quilt, drawing blood.
There was a flow on the spot.
"Are you Liu Dahai?"
A shadow guard spoke coldly, his eyes as cold as a machine.
Liu Dahai endured the pain: "Yes, who are you?"
"You will know who we are later, take them away!"
Liu Dahai was dragged away from the Red Sun Club. Along the way, he saw his brothers lying on the ground. Every one of them was miserable. These people were so cruel that they either had their hands or feet broken off. It was even worse than the last time Hu Mazi sought revenge.
, after this night, Liu Dahai’s men will all be disabled.
What kind of hatred or resentment is there?
However, no one told him!
…
"Dududu——"
Chen Yan's phone rang.
The call was from Liu Zhenying. As soon as the call was connected, she shouted on the phone: "Brother Chen Yan, my brother was taken away by a group of men in black. Our Red Sun Club was attacked by powerful enemies. Twelve men in black came."
The black hat guys are extremely cruel in their methods. Everyone has been defeated and we are finished..."
"What? Who did this?"
"I don't know, brother, you are very capable, can you save my own brother? I can do whatever you want me to do."
Liu Zhenying's voice sounded like she was crying.
Facing the shadow guards of the Shangjing Gong family, even the combined power of the Red Sun Club was not enough.
Chen Yan frowned. At this juncture, where could he save Liu Dahai?
But at this moment, he had a thought in his mind and made a prediction for Liu Dahai.
The next second——
"Okay, I understand, I will try my best to bring him back!"
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan's eyes filled with evil spirits.
He calculated that Liu Dahai's kidnapping was actually related to him.
The Shangjing Gong family actually took this breath out on Liu Dahai's brother and sister first.
"Regardless of the indiscriminate nature, innocent people will be affected!"
"Shang Jinggong's family, you are really domineering!"
Chen Yan's eyes were cold, and the evil king's inner energy in his body was spiraling up. He condensed his true energy with his fingers and plucked the strings of the lightning strike wooden harp with force, making a metallic sound of "clang", and a dark energy shot out like an arrow, in the shape of an arrow, which could be easily cut off.
More than a dozen flowers and trees as thick as a finger.
"Huh?"
Chen Yan himself was shocked.
Unexpectedly, he did it casually in anger, and actually made the lightning xylophone send out such a sharp sonic attack... And he had just played for more than half an hour, and it only made the leaves make a "rustling" sound. Therefore, using the sound of the piano as a weapon,
The key to achieving the unique skill of killing people with music is not how strong the inner strength is, but the emotion and artistic conception.
Martial arts swordsmanship emphasizes sword intention.