The blood was fermenting, and the strong smell eroded everyone's sense of smell. Han Baihang's face was gloomy, and he did not feel any guilt after killing someone.
The man held by Han Baihang's gun muzzle, his legs trembled and he almost fell down, and a stream of warm water flowed out of his trouser legs.
"I don't……"
There was a gunshot, and another life was lost. Although everyone was angry, they did not dare to step forward. After all, the group of soldiers with guns behind Han Baihang were definitely not standing there watching a show.
And just Li Si standing in front of Han Baihang was enough for him to drink a pot. Han Baihang pulled the bolt of the gun expressionlessly, pointed it at another person's head, and continued to ask: "Where is your boss?
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"stop!"
At this moment, a tall and thin man walked out from behind the crowd, walked up to Han Baihang, reached out and took the gun away from his hand and said: "I am Wang Dinghan, their boss, who are the brothers?"
My dear, I, Mr. Wang, have been wandering around Shanghai for decades, and I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you."
Han Baihang glanced at him disdainfully and said with a cold face: "Where is Zhang Xiaolin now?"
Wang Dinghan smiled and said: "Why should I tell..."
Before you could say a word, Li Si punched Wang Dinghan directly in the stomach. Wang Dinghan's eyes suddenly opened wide, as if they were about to fall out, and countless bitter water flowed out from his mouth.
Han Baihang grabbed Wang Dinghan's hair and lifted his head up. He leaned in front of him and said coldly: "I'm not interested in playing with you. Either you tell me where Zhang Xiaolin is now, or I kill you all now and then look for him."
Someone asked!"
Wang Dinghan coughed a few times, looking at Han Baihang's sinister eyes, his whole body seemed to be full of murderous aura, and his body began to tremble with fear.
"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang is in Zhang Mansion." Wang Dinghan said with a trembling voice.
Han Baihang snorted coldly, abandoned Wang Dinghan, and walked towards Zhang's Mansion. Zhang's Mansion was located inside the British Concession, and Cheng Wan and others were blocked outside.
Han Baihang ignored it and ordered Cheng Wan and others to wait for him at the dock. He took Zhao San and Li Si and went straight to Zhang's mansion.
Cheng Wan had no choice but to stop the stubborn Han Baihang, so he could only yell in frustration and watch Han Baihang enter the British Concession.
Entering the British Concession, everything was peaceful, and it was a completely different world from the outside. Zhang's residence was easy to find, and Han Baihang and the others quickly arrived outside the door of Zhang's residence.
The heavy iron gate blocked the way for several people. The two gatekeepers were about to stop them, but they were thrown aside by Li Si several times.
Han Baihang broke into Zhang's mansion and was immediately surrounded by dozens of people dressed in black and carrying machetes.
Li Si did not hesitate, dragging his red and swollen injured leg to meet him, and with a wave of his palm, he had already knocked away a dozen people.
There were so many people that Li Si couldn't protect Han Baihang and the two. Suddenly, two or three fish that slipped through the net rushed towards Zhao San and Han Baihang.
Han Baihang was injured and had difficulty moving. After a while, he was kicked to the ground and two bright machetes fell down.
At this moment, Zhao San, who was hiding aside, suddenly jumped out, threw himself in front of Han Baihang, and blocked the two knives for Han Baihang with his back.
Han Baihang was furious, jumped up from the ground, his eyes were red, like a blood-soaked demon, and rushed towards the three of them.
The three of them were startled by Han Baihang's momentum and involuntarily took two steps back. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Baihang used his hands and feet to knock the three of them to the ground. At this time, Li Si also took care of them, but
There are still a few more wounds on the body.
"How are you?" Han Baihang helped Zhao San up from the ground.
Zhao San felt a pain in his back. He couldn't help but gasped, shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"
Li Si stood between the two of them, and the three of them supported each other and walked forward, showing the momentum of not giving up until the target was reached.
In the blink of an eye, dozens more men in black holding long knives ran out and surrounded Han Baihang and others on the grass.
Zhang Xiaolin laughed and walked down from the small foreign building. He looked at Han Baihang and the other three and shook his head and sighed: "I really don't understand you. Everyone is busy grabbing territory now. Why do you come to me?"
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me!" Han Baihang gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
Zhang Xiaolin sneered and said: "It must be that boy Du Yuesheng who asked you to come. That boy is nothing. If I hadn't saved him, his bones would have turned into ashes now!"
"I don't care what grudges you have between you, you must come with me today!" Han Baihang said, and his body couldn't help shaking.
Zhang Xiaolin shook his head repeatedly and said: "We had such a happy cooperation before, so why do you do this? How about this, you turn around and leave now, how about I just pretend that this never happened?"
"Destroy your mother's words and do it!" Han Baihang said very stubbornly. Zhang Xiaolin sighed and said: "Forget it then, kill him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone yelled and rushed towards Han Baihang. Li Si let go of Han Baihang and the two, and formed a Tai Chi boxing frame. He drew a semicircle on his chest with his left hand, grabbed one person's wrist, and exerted force with his palm.
The knife flew towards his companion's body.
Li Si shook his arms and jumped forward, blocking most of the enemies. He stepped on a long knife with one foot, and the long knife fell into his hand.
"Go on!" Li Si threw the knife in his hand back, and Han Baihang reached out and caught the knife thrown by Li Si.
With weapons in hand, Han Baihang's combat effectiveness skyrocketed. After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. However, Li Si and Han Baihang both had to face the incoming enemies and protect Zhao San, who did not understand martial arts.
Time fell into a hard battle.
Li Si had a few more scars on his body, and his movements began to become sluggish. Han Baihang was already injured, but now he was breathing heavily, his feet were trembling, and he almost couldn't hold the knife in his hand.
The three of them stood back to back, breathing heavily. Their entire faces were covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the blood of the enemy or their own.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you come." Han Baihang said in a low voice.
Zhao San chuckled and said: "We've already come here, and we're told that these are useless. What's more, we may not lose!"
Hearing this, Han Baihang was stunned for a moment, and looking at Zhao San's expression of wisdom, he suddenly felt at ease.
"It seems that you have already made arrangements?" Han Baihang said, looking at Zhang Xiaolin who was sitting on a recliner and smoking a cigarette, with a smile on his lips.
Zhao San adjusted his glasses, coughed twice and said: "I can't tell you the arrangements, I can only say that I have made some small preparations. After all, rushing over here because I want you to be so reckless is no different from seeking death."
Han Baihang smiled and said: "You better be careful, when will our reinforcements come?"
"I don't know!" Zhao San's cold words suddenly hit the bottom of Han Baihang's happy heart, "Hold on, there may be a way to survive!"
