Liu Ziguang came out of the elevator, looked at the four bodyguards in black in the corridor, and asked calmly: "Where is my brother?"
There was no expression on the faces of the bodyguards, nor did they answer his questions. One of them whispered something into the air headset, and then a door next to him opened and a strong man like a black iron tower came out, nearly one meter tall.
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It can be seen from the black suit and golden turtle logo on his body that this guy is also a bodyguard of the Xuanwu Group, but his combat power is more powerful. He slowly walked to the center of the corridor, smiled sinisterly, and then started to dress, first with his suit jacket, then
Then came the tie and shirt. He took them off slowly and carefully, not forgetting to fold the clothes neatly and put them on the carpet.
Liu Ziguang looked at his watch and saw that there were still two minutes left before the time limit set by Mr. Chen, so he patiently lit a cigarette and watched the black iron tower slowly serving. Finally, the black iron tower revealed its strong muscles. This kind of thick
From the look of his body shape, he could tell that he was trained in martial arts, and his muscles are all alive, which is completely different from the stiff muscles that can be gained by taking steroids in the gym.
Black Iron Tower twisted his neck, moved his hands and feet, and the joints all over his body made a clicking sound. The four bodyguards in the corridor each took a few steps back to give him room to use his hands and feet. The cameras on the ceiling also rotated.
direction, adjusting the focus to provide Mr. Chen with the clearest picture.
Seeing that the other party was ready, Liu Ziguang flicked his finger and half of the cigarette butt flew over like a meteor. Black Iron Tower subconsciously reached out to block it. Unexpectedly, Liu Ziguang had already stepped forward, soared into the air, turned 360 degrees in the air, and
The leg of the whip whipped Black Iron Tower hard on the head.
The heavy body fell on the carpet. Black Iron Tower's eyes turned white, his body twitched, and he spat out balls of blood. He was in shock.
Liu Ziguang landed lightly, adjusted his clothes and looked at his watch. With exactly ten seconds left, he went straight forward and opened the door of the private room.
There were two clatters, the sound of a shotgun being loaded. Two Remington five-shooters, one on the left and one on the right, pressed against Liu Ziguang's head. The large round table in the private room had been removed, and Chen Xuanwu sat on a large table with his legs crossed.
On the sofa, eight bodyguards lined up behind him, guarding him like stars holding the moon. He was wearing a black suit and black sunglasses, his face was expressionless and full of murderous intent.
"Pah, pah, pah" Chen Xuanwu clapped his hands lazily and praised: "The kung fu is really good. The black market boxer I hired with a lot of money, you knocked him down with just one move, but it's nothing special if you can beat him with just one bullet.
Let your ten years of hard work come to nothing."
"Where's the Zhuoli people?" Liu Ziguang asked calmly, reaching into his arms. The two bodyguards holding guns behind him suddenly became nervous, and put their fingers on the trigger. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Liu Ziguang only took out a cigarette case.
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Chen Xuanwu clapped his hands, and two bodyguards escorted Zhuo Li out. Liu Ziguang looked him up and down. Except for some bruises on his face, there were no missing parts.
"Second brother, you are really embarrassing to me. Even this bunch of trash can capture you alive. Just find a piece of tofu and hit him to death." Liu Ziguang said and was about to go up and untie Zhuo Li's rope. Two guns immediately came up to warn him.
No one was allowed to move, and the person behind Zhuo Li also took out a sharp Gurkha scimitar and put it on Zhuo Li's neck.
"You came in time. It seems you finally took my words to heart. To be honest, if you had come in a second later, Zhuo Laoer would have lost one of his ears." Chen Xuanwu picked up a cigar and cut it open.
, struck a match and lit it, took a nice puff, exhaled the smoke and sniffed it through his nose, enjoying the mellow taste of Havana, and seemed not to pay attention to the two people in front of him at all.
Liu Ziguang took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter and took a puff. This calm look angered Xu Bao, the guy who had eight of his teeth smashed by Liu Ziguang with jade. He stepped forward and pointed at Liu Ziguang and cursed
: "Fuck! Did Mr. Chen let you smoke?"
Xu Bao had lost all his front teeth and his words were a bit leaky, but with so many brothers here, he was so powerful that he actually wanted to take the cigarette out of Liu Ziguang's mouth. How could Liu Ziguang tolerate his arrogance? He slapped him down, but Xu Bao didn't say a word.
He fell to the ground, blood oozing from his ears, soaking the wool carpet imported from Uzbekistan.
Chen Xuanwu's anger rose again. He pointed at Liu Ziguang and shouted: "Tie him up. If he resists, he will be beaten to death on the spot!"
With two shotguns pointed at his head, Liu Ziguang had to lower his head even though he had extraordinary skills. A pair of handcuffs locked him, and a group of bodyguards escorted him into the elevator and down to the hotel's underground parking lot, which was being closed.
During the decoration, outsiders could not enter at all. Liu Ziguang was hung on the heating pipe. He could only stand on his tiptoes. This was a central heating trunk pipe. It was so thick that a person could surround it. Even if Liu Ziguang was born with supernatural powers, he would not be able to escape. Chen
Xuanwu's bodyguards relaxed their tension, lit cigarettes, talked and laughed.
Zhuo Li was tied up on the other side, and the machete around his neck was finally removed. Chen Xuanwu knew that Liu Ziguang was a rather evil guy, and was afraid that a pair of handcuffs would not be able to lock him. The safest way was to put a knife on his friend's neck.
This can ensure that Liu Ziguang will not take risks.
The quiet hotel basement is dark, damp, and inaccessible. Under the dim light, the figures in black suits are like devils in hell. These people are not good birds to begin with. As Chen Xuanwu said, the Xuanwu Group was also a gangster in the early years.
Born in China, when they opened a bathing center in Jiangnan, Yan Jinlong was still pimping people on the street.
Chen Xuanwu took off his suit, wearing only his shirt and suit waistcoat. He walked up to Liu Ziguang with a cigar in his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said: "I invite you to come nicely. If you don't come, you will have to use some means to come."
Don’t you think this is shameful?”
Liu Ziguang smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm really busy today."
"Fuck! You dare not show up for Mr. Chen's treat. Have you ever been around? Do you know the rules? You are so shameless!" A guy jumped out from behind Mr. Chen, pointed at Liu Ziguang's nose and cursed.
Liu Ziguang's face darkened: "I would like to advise you, don't say dirty words in front of me."
"Fuck, I told you to bite me." Although the guy was still tough on his words, he was frightened by Liu Ziguang's sinister gaze and quietly retreated behind Mr. Chen.
"Actually, I really wanted to make friends with you. Not only did I want to make friends with you, but I also wanted to entrust you with a large amount of business. I came out to mess around, not with human lives, but with money. You're right, but...
I'm giving you face, but if you don't continue, then you can't blame me. If I don't deal with you today, I won't have the face to hang around in the future, right?" Chen Xuanwu said slowly and softly, holding his hands
He held a Gurkha scimitar in his hand and rubbed it back and forth on the belt tied to his wrist.
"Mr. Chen, why bother? I'm here right now. If you have anything to say, please talk to me." Liu Ziguang said with a smile, groping with his fingers inside the strap of his watch. Hidden there was a key and a pair of handcuff keys, which he had obtained from Hu back then.
The key to the handcuffs stolen from Rong’s duty room.
Chen Xuanwu smiled sarcastically and patted Liu Ziguang's cheek with a dog-leg knife. The blade hit his face with a biting coldness.
"It's too late, I gave you a chance." Mr. Chen threw the knife to his men, stretched out his hands and asked someone to help him put on his coat, and ordered: "Do it cleanly and neatly."
The subordinate nodded and waved, and a tall figure walked out of the darkness. It was the black iron tower who was kicked unconscious by Liu Ziguang outside the private room. He was in good physical condition. Apart from a bruise on his face, he didn't seem to have any physical problems.
His muscles and bones were bruised, and now his eyes were full of anger, and his fists clenched loudly, just waiting to avenge the attack just now.
Mr. Chen walked to the elevator and turned around and said, "By the way, you may have called the police, but don't expect the police to come. Director Han is very angry with your behavior today. Be smarter in the next life. Goodbye."
The elevator door closed, and Black Iron Tower walked over with a ferocious smile. He put a stainless steel knuckle duster on his right hand with four sharp steel nails on it. When this thing hits the face, it is not just as simple as splitting the skin and flesh, but a continuous blow.
The bones break into pieces together.
"Yeah, you stupid guy, look at your idiot, he must be a retarded child born from incest marriage!" Zhuo Li roared at the side. Black Iron Tower became angry and walked over and punched Zhuo Li in the face. This punch had a thousand
With such force, Zhuo Li felt as if a train had hit his face. Half of his face was numb. It took several seconds before he felt the excruciating pain. His cheekbones seemed to be shattered, and his mouth was filled with a salty taste.
"Fuck, with this little ability, I spit out a mouthful of blood and cursed. Black Iron Tower raised his fist again. Someone next to him said: "Young Master Chen said, be smart and hurry up."
Heitieta put away his fists angrily and returned to Liu Ziguang. He first tied his trouser legs with two plastic straps, then took out a soft and tough leather belt and tried to put it around Liu Ziguang's neck. The underworld was also divided into three groups.
In the sixth and ninth levels, low-level gangsters kill with machetes and daggers, and higher-level gangsters use various firearms, but the highest level pays attention to killing without blood. They strangle the opponent with a belt so that no blood will splatter, and tie up the trousers.
It is to prevent incontinence of urine and feces from contaminating the scene and leaving traces. This is not the first time that the people of Xuanwu Group have done this, and they are very smooth.
The belt was put around Liu Ziguang's neck, and the black iron tower said angrily: "Don't move, it will be fine in a while." Liu Ziguang answered him with a smile: "Yes."
"Silly man, if you dare to touch him, I'll skin you alive!" Zhuo Li struggled hard, but was pushed to the ground, stepped on his face with a leather shoe and yelled: "Don't worry, it's your turn soon.
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Black Iron Tower began to tighten the belt. According to his experience, within a few minutes, Liu Ziguang's face would turn purple, his eyes would bulge, his tongue would stick out, and his feces and urine would fly. He would die in a very scary and dirty look.
Lose.
Several bodyguards around put away their firearms, lit cigarettes, put on plastic gloves and prepared to clean up the mess. The bodies of Liu Ziguang and Zhuo Li will be sent out in black garbage bags, and they will be randomly found among the reeds on the desolate river beach.
Just throw the corpse in. Of course, before throwing it away, they will chop off all the fingers of the corpse and disfigure the face with sulfuric acid. In this way, even if the corpse is retrieved, the identity cannot be identified. The people of the Xuanwu Group are too experienced in doing this.
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An unexpected scene happened. Liu Ziguang, who was hanging on the heating pipe, actually hugged the pipe and pulled up. He raised his legs and clamped the black iron tower's neck. With a click, the black iron tower fell to the ground.
The body was down, the head was up, the eyes were already white, the neck was twisted into a twist, needless to say the cervical vertebrae were broken.
The bodyguards panicked and rushed to get the shotgun, but it was too late. The elevator door suddenly opened and a group of police officers rushed out, shouting: "Hands up!" There were many girls among them.
The sound, the dazzling flashlight shone on the faces of the bodyguards, and the sharp sabers were unsheathed with a clang. It turned out that Hu Rong had arrived with his women's mounted police team.
Not only the female mounted police officers came, but also two policemen on night duty from the police station. Wang Xing rushed over with pistols in both hands, kicked the shotguns on the ground with his feet, and ordered the bodyguards to stand against the wall, spread their legs, and hold their hands.
head.
Liu Ziguang jumped down, with a handcuff still hanging on one hand. He picked up the Gurkha scimitar on the ground and looked at the guy who had stepped on Zhuo Li. He was stuck inside and couldn't escape at all.
"Don't mess around! Or I'll chop him to death!" As soon as the man pulled out the knife, the scimitar in Liu Ziguang's hand was thrown at him like a bolt of lightning. He heard a scream, and the man's arm was cut off at the forearm.