The nights in Jinghai City are always particularly lively, but tonight, the originally lively night seems much quieter because of the entire Xingyao Club. In anger, Chen Xiaolong led the 500 elite soldiers of the Zhuque Hall, as well as Wang Xiaoyao and Long Kun, and rushed to Lanyun Bar with murderous intent. The reason was nothing else. After receiving clues, Pu Xiaoyun and others often appeared there.

Lanyun Bar is the main hall of the Black Tiger Gang. When the leader of the Black Tiger Gang Chong Heihu heard that the leader of the Star Yaohui Zhuque Hall led five hundred elite troops to come to this side, he was so scared that he quickly got up from his lover, put on his clothes and summoned people in a panic, and then ran outside.

When he rushed to the hall, Chen Xiaolong rushed in with dozens of younger brothers, and the music on the scene suddenly stopped. The entire hall was filled with people, and the young men and women dancing vigorously were staring at Chen Xiaolong and his group of people in amazement.

"Haha... Brother Xiaolong, what kind of wind blows you today?" The Black Tiger Gang is just a third-rate gang, so naturally he dare not offend a large underworld organization like Xingyaohui. Chong Heihu, who deeply understands this truth, nodded and greeted Chen Xiaolong.

"Bang..." If it were normal, Chen Xiaolong would have accepted such polite words, but at this moment, he was so angry that he slapped him out. Although Chen Xiaolong is usually gentle and kind, he would have smashed Chong Heihu three times in a row, and then he stopped.

Chong Heihu was extremely angry. The other party beat him in front of so many people. How could he do this in the future? But he didn't dare to say anything more. Who is the other party? That's the leader of the Zhuque Hall of Xingyao Society. How big is the one under his command? How could it be comparable to a small gang like him? As long as he gave the order, he would probably be chopped into pieces, and there would be no scum left. Therefore, Chong Heihu could only endure this resentment and still whispered in a low voice and almost pleading voice: "Brother Xiaolong, if you don't do anything well, you're just..."

"Have you seen these five women?" Chen Xiaolong didn't let Chong Heihu say anything at all, and took out a photo. It was a photo of Pu Xiaoyun's five women. With his hacker skills, it was easy to find a few such photos.

Chong Heihu was stunned and his eyes fell on the photo. He saw that these women looked familiar. They seemed to be here often recently, but I don’t know where they came from?

"Do you fucking know?" Chen Xiaolong suddenly roared, suddenly pulled out a knife as thick as a fingernail, and stabbed Chong Heihu hard on the left shoulder. A blood arrow shot out on the spot. Several girls not far away were shocked to see it and almost couldn't help but exclaim. Fortunately, their male companions reacted quickly enough and immediately covered their mouths.

"Brother Xiaolong, I know, I know, they are regular customers here, and they seem to be students from Jinghai University. They have been here a few days ago, but they have never been here in the past two days..." Chong Heihu felt so frustrated. Who did he provoke? He was filial to the money he should be filial to. Things that should not be done, such as drugs, he did not even have soft drugs. Why did these evil stars take such heavy hands as soon as they came? Could it be that Xingyao had something important? It made this wisdom that rarely acted on himself so crazy?

"Just know this?" Chen Xiaolong's mouth felt a trace of ferociousness.

"Yes, I know all this. Brother Xiaolong, where did I not do well? Please ask Brother Xiaolong to have a lot..." Chong Heihu almost begged, and the severe pain from his shoulder kept him awake at all times.

"Then you can die!" Chen Xiaolong waved his hand suddenly and stabbed into Chongheihu's Sun** with a fierce knife. He pulled it to the left, and a long blood mark slashed through Chongheihu's eyes. His eyes broke directly, and he fell down like this. Until he died, he didn't understand where he offended Xingyaohui.

As soon as Chong Heihu died, the other members of the Heihu Gang were stunned. What kind of existence would Xingyao be? They all knew in their hearts that now they saw their boss so humble and were killed or killed, so what about themselves and others? Will they also follow in the footsteps of their boss?

Wang Xiaoyao behind Chen Xiaolong also looked at Chen Xiaolong in amazement. He really didn't understand that this person who usually looks gentle on the outside but is shameless inside. Someone will never do anything. And the flying knife in his hand was actually the flying knife that Ye Xingchen carried with him. The members of the Zhuque Hall who followed in the scene were silent. They all understood in their hearts how deep the brotherhood between Chen Xiaolong and Ye Xingchen was.

"Leave the members of the Black Tiger Gang, get out of the others..." Chen Xiaolong's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were also blood-red, and his face was covered with ferociousness. He ignored Chong Heihu's still twitching body on the ground, slowly raised his head, and glanced at the people in the hall coldly, and a cold word burst out from his mouth.

These people dared not say anything more. They ran out one by one. Some members of the Black Tiger Gang wanted to mingle among the crowd, but were caught by the elites of the Zhuquetang on the spot and wiped their necks off. In the end, the remaining members of the Black Tiger Gang were so scared that they dared not move around.

In less than a minute, so many people at the scene were leaving, and Chen Xiaolong was too lazy to pay attention to what they would say after they went out. He did not issue an order to massacre, and it was also his mind that there was still a hint of clarity.

Ye Xingchen died, and he could not accept such facts. He was unwilling to accept such facts. But facts were facts. He had Zhuge's wisdom and unparalleled strategies, but he was not a god. He could not save the dead Ye Xingchen. What he could do now was just to vent his grief and anger in his heart.

Looking at the dozens of men with yellow and green heads left in the hall, Chen Xiaolong's eyes were cold.

Without saying hello, the figure rushed out, holding a knife as thick as a fingernail in his hand, and stabbing the person in front.

These members of the Black Tiger Gang were long been oppressed by the momentum of Chen Xiaolong and others, so they dared not defend themselves for a moment. When they saw that Chen Xiaolong's knife had already come to their heads, the man came to his senses and screamed, and was about to escape backwards. However, the knife in Chen Xiaolong's hand had already stabbed into the back of his head. A blood arrow rushed out again, accompanied by the white brain. Chen Xiaolong stuck out his tongue, bloodthirsty and added blood to the corner of his mouth, and pounced on another person again... hf();
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