urban open life

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"What the hell, what's going on! A bunch of idiots, why did I suddenly... have a bad feeling, go away!" Zhao Jianzhou calmed down after losing his temper in Country Garden Villa Area, Longcheng.

"Tell Ergou, send me more people to my company to protect me, the best thing is, he will come too!" Zhao Jianzhou hurriedly arranged.

"Yes, boss!" The assistant next to him agreed, and hurried to contact him.

"Hurry up..." Zhao Jianzhou has been in the mall for 20 years, and he is a special soldier, so he is extremely sensitive to danger.

After Zhao Jianzhou walked for 10 minutes, in the courtyard of the villa where he lived, several hounds he raised collapsed into the dog house. Two security guards patrolling nearby were dragged to the grass by the side of the road by Li Xiang and Ben. The bodyguard who was smoking at the door, Falling limply in Yang Yang's arms, John left the dog house and entered from the kitchen at the back.

Li Xiang flashed in from the window of the living room, Yang Yang was in charge of guarding the door, and Ben hid in the surrounding grass as a support.

Except for the two nannies, there was no one in the room. Li Xiang and John glanced at each other, and the other nanny, who was not fainted from fright, said tremblingly, "Boss Zhao said...he went back to the company, back to the company... !"

"The company should be Jianye Building. He has two companies. However, at this moment, Zhao Jianzhou should be in his office on the top floor!" Li Xiang thought for a while.

Li Xiang gave John a wink, John understood and nodded slightly.

China's gun control is very strict. Unless it is an illegal modification or a noble collection concept, it is difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with this kind of hot weapon that is strictly controlled.

In the office on the 1851th floor of Jianye Building, Zhao Jianzhou rubbed his antique gun: the Colt 50 revolver, this gun, let alone other things... the price of about [-] is enough to prove that it is not Just a souvenir pistol.

"Whoosh", a crossbow arrow shot at, Li Xiang tilted his head, holding the crossbow arrow in his mouth, just turned around, three figures rushed out from the dark place, raised their bright machetes high, and slashed at Li Xiang viciously. Come.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, the entire Jianye Building was silent...

On the top of the building, Li Xiang was next to the electric power building, slowly slid over, just as he undid the safety buckle, he had a premonition that something was wrong.

After carefully checking the bullets, each one was good, Zhao Jianzhou sat behind the large desk, put his legs on the desk, held a glass of red wine, and drank.

"Boom", the nanny was placed on the sofa, the curtains on the window fluttered, and there was no movement in the room.

"Dangdang", the city clock rang twice, but it was still quiet, no one appeared, only the door was scraped... a plastic bag and two pieces of paper.

A hole was broken in the glass at the door, and the desperadoes got excited and quickly took out machetes, axes, daggers, and iron bars one by one. Er Gou rushed towards the door with the modified pistol in his hand.

The purpose of coming today is to let Zhao Jianzhou remember for a lifetime that it is not anyone, but you can bully him whenever you want.

However, the calmness on the surface proves how serious the murderous intent is in the dark. A group of hidden desperadoes in Dragon City, led by the leader Ergou, are waiting with swords and sharp blades...

With a "shua", a stick appeared in his hand, and Yang Yang rushed forward following Ben.

Ben appeared, with a big steel pipe in his hand, dancing vigorously...

"Bang bang bang", Ben swung the steel pipe, and "clanked" and flew away. The guys in the hands of five or six guys, Yang Yang next to him didn't stop, and they all fell down and flew away with one stick.

Now, these guys are eager to try, quietly waiting for the other party to appear, and want to make a surprise attack on the attacker.

Yang Yang next to him was shocked. At this moment... Niu Dazhuang was sleeping soundly on the big bed in 1508. Tonight, Yang Yang specially fed his good brother too much, just for this moment.

"Bang", Yang Yang kicked directly to the opponent's face, kicking him upside down, following his movement, approaching the guy behind him, with a sound of "dang", the stick and the machete collided Together, a spark was splashed, and for a while, the fight became fierce.

"Get him...fuck... off me!" Not only hurt but also angry, Er Gou is very depressed now, almost has a sense of tragedy, thinking of it... in his whole life, the only thing that can be pulled out with a deep memory Two lines of poems: Die before leaving the teacher, often make the hero burst into tears!
"Tom tom..." The thin and thin John, who may have explosive power, is not inferior to the burly and strong Ben. The five subordinates surrounded by Ergou were knocked down in an instant. Ergou picked up the severed finger and ran away. One of his men blocked John's pursuit.

The desperadoes... can't sit still, but Ergou, the big brother, didn't move, and he was very calm.

The order they received was...after twelve o'clock, any living thing that enters the building...kill them all.

In addition, Yang Yang has long since lost his mind to look at Zhao Qiang, so it is not worth mentioning. Anyway, Zhao Qiang is a piece of trash, and his final fate is to be thrown into the trash can. It is really not worth it... Have a look.

A sound of "Boom" woke up the drowsy desperadoes.

Er Gou was shocked, and the modified gun was aimed at Ben who was rushing in front, "Dang", and screamed "Ah", Er Gou held his right hand tightly with his left hand, blood flowed out, and his right index finger had been cut off. Holding the other dagger tightly, John appeared in front of Ergou.

Looking at the calm elder brother, the desperadoes gradually settled down, and gradually relaxed their hands holding the swords and guns...

"Boom", the office door was knocked open, Li Xiang pinched a bodyguard by the neck with one hand, stood at the office door, "Plop", and threw the unconscious bodyguard aside.

Zhao Jianzhou clenched the antique pistol in his hand. Without any fear, Li Xiang went straight to Zhao Jianzhou, went to the executive desk, picked up a glass of red wine, and poured himself a drink.

Li Xiang drank a cup, pointed to the cigar next to him, and hooked his fingers to Zhao Jianzhou. Although Zhao Jianzhou was fearless in the face of danger, he was a little timid after being pampered for so many years. He threw the cigar over, and with a "click", Li Xiang lit the cigar handsomely , took a sip: "Authentic Cohiba, tasteful, thank you."

Zhao Jianzhou didn't know what Li Xiang meant, so he nodded involuntarily. The hand holding the antique gun was sweating profusely. Looking at Li Xiang who was leaving, he let out a long breath of foul air.

Downstairs, Yang Yang put away the stick, "Bada" opened a can of beer, looked at John and Ben who came over, and shook out two cans respectively. Yang Yang likes to drink dark beer, maybe there is a kind of dark beer at the end, which is similar to In the taste of coffee!
In Yang Yang's memory, his lost sister loves coffee candies...