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Chapter 46 Domineering and... Countdown

But the sudden appearance of the killer cleaner really exceeded the imagination of the Song family guards. Even though they had sealed off every floor in time, they were still unable to catch the killer cleaner.

Not only was he not caught, the guards on three floors had already been knocked down along the way.

The surveillance even lost sight of the cleaner... Fortunately, there were no other guests staying at the Song Dynasty Hotel at this time, otherwise there would have been a commotion.

at this time.

In the cleaning room on a certain floor, he was frowning as he went to clean the stains on his body.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that he would fail because of something like this.

"Last time, I was hit by a car that suddenly drove out, but this time..." He couldn't help frowning, "Next time, who will tell me that the dimensional observers are born orphans and will die young and have many disasters?

At once……"

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became. I was actually vomited all over by a woman... The smell of fermented alcohol could not be washed away.

snort.

He snorted coldly, casually put on a new cleaner's uniform, opened the door and walked out.

Unexpectedly, there was a young man standing in the corridor, wearing only a pair of loose trousers, barefoot and shirtless... His eyes contained murderous intent.

"It seems that you are very confident in yourself." He chuckled and walked out slowly, "The other bodyguards are not fully armed, at least there are a few of them together."

Song Haoran approached expressionlessly.

The cleaner killer shook his head, then reached out and took it out - there was a black pistol in his hand... This was probably taken from the Song family's guards on the way out.

"The power of this kind of toy is pretty good." The cleaner killer narrowed his eyes at this time.

He has almost never used this kind of thing, but with his ability and control of his body... he wants to shoot accurately, but it can only happen in a moment of thought.

Trigger pulled.

However, unexpectedly, the gunshot did not sound... The cleaner killer frowned subconsciously, and then he had to throw out the extra pistol he had grabbed - it was out of bullets.

"You're lucky." He looked at Song Haoran who was approaching and said calmly.

"Not bad." Song Haoran said calmly: "My Song family has always had strong luck... Our luck dares to make our enemies despair."

The cleaner killer chuckled, "I have seen countless lucky people, but such people always die faster because they consume all their luck in life very quickly... I can't catch Song Ying tonight.

, it seems good to catch you, at least it can be used to replace someone."

After saying that, he dwarfed, and with a very strange pace, slow but fast... he quickly shot at Song Haoran!

Song Haoran remained motionless, not even showing off the airs that martial arts should have. He just watched quietly as the cleaner killer rushed towards him!

Between the lightning and flint, a bright light passed through the corridor window and shot directly in.

Along with the appearance of strong light, there is even the sound of propeller roaring!

The cleaner's killer's eyes narrowed at this moment, and he frowned subconsciously - he recognized what was outside the window of the Song Dynasty Hotel!

It's a...helicopter!

Not just the helicopter, there were four gunmen standing directly in the opened door of the helicopter, and one of them even had a machine gun!

"You..." He suddenly became furious.

"Do you know what revenge is?" A cold-blooded smile appeared on Song Haoran's face: "The so-called revenge should naturally use all means, no matter what the means, no matter what... repay it a thousand times!"

Shoot!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang-!!!

A machine gun and three rifles fired bullets like a torrent at the hotel's exterior walls and glass windows... He didn't care about the damage, only knowing that the sound of the gunshots was like New Year's firecrackers, especially loud.

!

It wasn't until the outer walls of this section of the floor were beaten into a hornet's nest and broken glass covered the ground that the shooting stopped!

Song Haoran walked slowly in the smoke, stepping on the glass shards with his bare feet without feeling anything, and came to the front of a man covered in blood...that killer cleaner!

He hasn't fallen down yet, but his body is full of holes.

"You don't fall down and can endure the pain. It seems that you are also extraordinary." Song Haoran said calmly: "That's just right, I can still play with you... I didn't plan to interrogate you, but you gave me this opportunity.

Yes, I will cherish it."

A ball was shot directly from the helicopter outside the wall... The shot ball instantly exploded into a large white net, directly wrapping up the bloody cleaner killer.

Then several floor guards rushed out from behind and pushed the killer cleaner to the ground.

This bloody killer still has amazing strength even at this time, and several guards cannot even suppress him with strength.

Song Haoran snorted coldly, took two high-voltage electric batons, and thrust them into this guy's chest.

Like an electric fish, the cleaner killer was shocked until he was shaking... but it took a full two minutes to shock him into a coma.

"Young Master, what should I do with this guy?"

Song Haoran glanced at the guard coldly, "How do you think we should deal with the person who wants to assassinate Xiaoying... This is how we always deal with it. Do you need to ask me?"

"But, this may be extraordinary, I'm afraid..."

"If you want to take action against our Song family, I will kill Chaofan!"

"Okay! I'm worried that I haven't chopped off Chaofan's hands and feet, so I just have the chance!"

A trace of bloodlust flashed in the guard's eyes.

How could you forget that the Song family's village has always produced desperate mercenaries who are active on modern battlefields?

"Pack up the things here." Song Haoran waved his hand: "I'm going to go see Xiaoying, and then I'll interrogate this guy myself."

"Young Master, where is the Dao Sect and the Administration Bureau?"

"I'll handle it."





"Secretary Song, I don't remember that there was any mention of carrying these powerful weapons in your report! You seem to have gone too far?"

In a reception room of the hotel, Song Haoran was looking calmly at the two residents of the administration who came after hearing the news.

The area where the accident occurred is not where the administration is stationed.

The Song Dynasty Hotel occupies a quite large area...a group of seniors from the Taoist Association were arranged to stay in a further, quieter area.

But if something goes wrong, there is no way there will be no movement at all - especially when Song Haoran actually uses that level of modern weapons in an exaggerated manner.

Just reacting was one thing, but they didn't expect that Song Haoran would resolve the matter so quickly.

"These weapons are the private property of the Dao Sect Association." Song Haoran said calmly: "As the secretary of the association, I have the responsibility to fully protect the safety of the seniors of the association."

"But this attack doesn't seem to be aimed at the association's masters, right, Secretary Song?"

"Perhaps the attacker just touched the wrong place." Song Haoran said casually: "Who knows... Moreover, I have obeyed the instructions of your administration and replaced the entry and exit guards with your people. Is it better to let them go?

Someone has sneaked in, hasn't he? If you can rely on it, maybe the person lying on the ground now is me."

"Song Haoran!"

"Remember, I represent the Taoist Association." Song Haoran said expressionlessly: "If you really want to be held accountable, please send a qualified person... It's getting late, you two, please go back."

"We can leave, and you can talk about your use of heavy weapons later, but I hope you can hand over the killer you caught!"

"Of course, I will leave the killer to you tomorrow." Song Haoran smiled slightly: "Tomorrow, before sunrise."

"Song Haoran, how dare you!"

"I won't talk nonsense to you anymore."

The eldest son of the Song family chuckled, looked at the Bureau agent in front of him, and suddenly said: "You know who I am, then you should know what I have. If I remember correctly, you should be from

Is it from the Hunyuan Yiqi Dao Sect? Your sect still owes me a favor, do you want me to use it now?"

"You...you! You are arrogant, domineering, arrogant...simply, simply unreasonable, unreasonable!"

Throwing up his sleeves and walking away.

The other remaining agent from the Bureau had no choice but to smile bitterly and said: "Secretary Song, I hope you can keep your word and hand over the attacker before sunrise."

He couldn't be tough on Song Haoran - most of the agents originally sent by the China Administration Bureau to defend the Song Dynasty Hotel were disciples from the sects of the Taoist Association.

As for him, there was an elder from the sect staying in the Song Dynasty Hotel at this time. On one side were the regulations of the administration and on the other were the elders of the sect. He would only be in a dilemma if he resisted.

How could there be such a guy with such incredible luck that most of the Taoist demons in China owe their lives to him?

I'm afraid this guy didn't save the galaxy in his previous life.

"When the time comes, I will naturally offer him my hands."

"But this matter...especially the weapons you brought privately, I will still report it...I hope you can understand that I am just acting according to the rules."

"Of course, I will also hand over the weapons used this time to you."

"Fine."

Knowing that Song Haoran's attitude was completely perfunctory, even if he handed over the weapons this time, with the Song family's wealth, wouldn't there be more?

At this time, he didn't bother to stay here any longer, so he just left after casually saying some polite words.

There are still a few hours before the summit is about to begin... If there is another attack at this time, he will really not be able to escape the blame. He will have to quickly go back to the area where the senior masters of the Taoist Association live and deploy additional defenses.





"How's Sakura?"

Song Haoran came to the door of Song Ying's room.

"Miss Sakura must have been a little frightened. She was still drunk and fell asleep again... Maybe she won't have any impression of what just happened when she wakes up."

"This is best." Song Haoran nodded.

He walked into the room and covered Song Ying with a quilt himself. After staying with her for a while, he walked out and said calmly: "From now on, we will bring in three more snipers... I want the sniper's aim."

The device was swept over everyone around Sakura."

"I'll make arrangements right away."

"Where's that guy?"

"It's been sent to the basement."

"Three hours is enough."



My consciousness is recovering little by little, but this is definitely not a good feeling.

Cleaner Killer... He slowly raised his head, and what he saw was a silver steel table. At this time, on the stainless steel table, in addition to a bloody electric saw, there were other

There are also two palms and two soles of feet.

His hands.

And his feet.

His eyes condensed at this moment, revealing an extremely crazy and violent look in his eyes.

How dare a mere mortal...

"Can you wake up so soon? I plan to wake you up."

He looked for the sound.

It's that arrogant young man.

At this time, Song Haoran simply put on a white shirt and sat down next to the steel table in a relaxed manner... He even picked up a severed palm on the table.

"I have been practicing martial arts with others recently... martial arts and other things." Song Haoran said calmly: "I have become more knowledgeable. These hands look like a pair of very powerful palms."

"You won't ask anything from me." He sneered, "But I will remember your appearance."

"Actually, I don't want to ask anymore." Song Haoran casually threw the severed palm in his hand directly into a furnace, and stood up.

He walked directly in front of the killer, looked at it, and said coldly: "This is the first time I have seen a person who can remain indifferent even after waking up and seeing his own broken hands and feet. If such a person doesn't speak, then

I really don’t want to speak. So, I don’t want to waste my time.”

He sneered and laughed: "I told you, I will remember your appearance."

"Whatever you want." Song Haoran slowly put a silver pistol against the other person's forehead, "I know you are extraordinary, and the person who ordered you here is also extraordinary, but so what? I can never leave this place for the rest of my life.

City, then if you have the ability, come in, I have more than a hundred ways to kill you... If you want revenge, just come."

boom!

The killer didn't even have time to reply. Young Master Song fired directly, and the bullet instantly entered the opponent's skull.

But it's not over yet.

Song Haoran then fired another shot at the opponent's left chest, then another shot at the right chest, and finally another shot at the bridge of the opponent's nose.

In the end, the killer fell directly to the ground...his eyes did not close.

Song Haoran said calmly: "Then just watch. Look at me with eyes open, I don't care."

The men under him hurriedly stepped forward and asked hesitantly: "Young Master, you said you would hand him over to the Management Bureau, and now he is dead?"

"I didn't say that I had to hand over the labor." Song Haoran said calmly: "This guy must be an extraordinary person. I turned around and drained all the blood on his body before handing him over to the people in the administration... If he can survive this way,

, I just consider myself unlucky."

"By the way, this thing was found from him."

At this time, his subordinates sent a sign that was neither gold nor jade in front of Song Haoran.

Holding this sign, Song Haoran asked in surprise: "What is this...the killer's identity certificate or something like that?"

"I don't know." The subordinate shook his head, "He only has this thing on him. Since it is carried with him, it should be a very important thing... I will check later to see if there is any killer organization in the underground world that uses this brand.

Make a mark."

Song Haoran nodded, casually stuffed the sign into his pocket, asked someone to deal with the traces in the basement, and then left alone.



Finally, Song Haoran returned to Princess Chuyang's room again... At this time, Princess Chuyang was still meditating and ignored Song Haoran's return.

Young Master Song didn't say anything. After taking off his coat, he continued the unfinished exercise.

"The meeting is about to start in less than two hours. Why don't you recharge your batteries at this time?" Princess Chuyang said calmly.

"Since there are still a few hours, why don't I take advantage of it." Song Haoran chuckled and said: "If you don't make yourself the most powerful, how can you face all the dangers that come."

"Then go outside the corridor." Princess Chuyang said calmly: "The smell of your sweat is affecting me."

"Really?" Young Master Song instantly smiled playfully and said, "I thought this was the smell of men. Did it make you intoxicated, little Chuyang?"

Princess Chuyang suddenly stood up... and left.

Young Master Song chuckled and started training alone. After a while, he was dripping with sweat.





Outside the Song Dynasty Hotel, a few hundred meters away on the roof of a tall building, a figure lowered the telescope... with a gloomy expression.

"Could it be that...how is it possible?"

As a transcendent person, being killed by humans in the sub-world is really too much...

"No... maybe this place can."

He didn't even know whether the soul could be completely preserved in the event of the death of a transcendent person in this strange, forbidden city.

Just as he was meditating, a sense of danger of being stared at by something instantly caused his body to have an instinctive reaction... and he instantly ducked down.

Only a bang was heard, and a small hole appeared in a water tank on the roof... water flowed out instantly.

A very powerless feeling arose spontaneously.

He was stunned, and the danger level of this forbidden city once again increased several levels.

This was clearly a sniper attack from the Song Dynasty Hotel... Maybe he didn't know he was here, he was just checking the surroundings all the time, and happened to see this place.

He crawled on his hands and knees, struggling to reach the top of the stairs under the continuous snipers... This was a humiliation he had never felt since he became famous!

"Damn it, this mission is not a welfare mission where you can easily earn contributions!"









Before dawn, Luo Qiu was woken up from his sleep by some soft voices.

When he walked out of the room, Boss Luo saw Ren Ziling, who was definitely not Ren Ziling, sitting upright in front of the table.

Why is it said that Ren Ziling is definitely not Ren Ziling?

Just because in Boss Luo's memory, the number of times he could see Aunt Ren in formal attire... was countless and indescribable.

Dark black hip-hugging skirt, hair tied up.

At this time, the maid lady was carefully applying makeup on Aunt Ren, while Lizi was dozing off to the side, sucking her fingers, and making strange sounds of "sucking", "sucking" from time to time.

"So early."

"Did I wake you up?" Aunt Ren bowed to Boss Luo apologetically, "I've tried my best not to speak... but we have to go into the venue in advance to prepare. But I can't do this hair.

Okay, fortunately, I have You Ye, my dear boy! It’s been a big help!”

"It takes a little effort." The maid smiled slightly and seemed to enjoy her work at this time. "You will be the most beautiful one in the room today."

"I'm just doing an on-site interview, not attending a wedding... Really." Aunt Ren shook her head, "If it weren't for the requirement to wear formal attire, I... Damn it, this is me?!"

Looking at herself in the mirror brought by the maid, Aunt Ren suddenly jumped up. She felt as if she had added special effects at this time, and her whole face was glowing with bilingbiling light.

Lizi woke up from the sound of my fucking, her eyes widened immediately, "Sister Ren, you seem to be glowing!"

"Tsk, tsk!" I saw Aunt Ren holding the mirror and looking at it non-stop.

The maid smiled slightly and put a brooch on Aunt Ren's chest with her own hands, "This is perfect."

"This brooch is so beautiful!" Aunt Ren's eyes lit up again, "It can't be a ruby, right?"

She had made many insinuations and knew that this prospective daughter-in-law was a rich woman... Although she didn't know where her son would end up being taken care of by a rich woman - but such a considerate and beautiful prospective daughter-in-law should be taken care of, she was very open-minded!

"Of course not." The maid said casually: "It's just an ordinary red agate. It's a collection from the past. If you take it with you, it will look much more dignified."

"Okay! I won't drop it. I'll pay it back to you later." Aunt Ren nodded and didn't pay too much attention... She looked at the time and directly picked up the pear, "Okay, don't say anything.

Come on, go back and sleep! We are going out now!"

"Be careful on the road."









Revelation 21:18: The wall was made of jasper, and the city was of pure gold, like clear glass.

Revelation 21:19-20: The foundations of the city wall were decorated with various precious stones: the first foundation was jasper, the second sapphire, the third onyx, the fourth emerald, the fifth onyx, the sixth

It is ruby, the seventh is yellow jade, the eighth is beryl, the ninth is red jade, the tenth is emerald, the eleventh is agate, and the twelfth is amethyst.

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