The Evil Emperor of the Underworld has no pop-up windows. The suburbs of Nanjing, and the weeds are also low. A repair shop that has been abandoned for a long time.

At 6:30 in the evening, Xie Menghan, who was stunned by Tong Yan, woke up quietly. Tong Yan used a lot of force. This palm made her tender neck very sore.

In a dizzy state, Xie Menghan wanted to raise his hand and rub his neck, but as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly realized that his hands seemed to be tied and hung up.

He opened his eyes blankly, but after seeing this, Xie Menghan suddenly woke up and looked at the men holding guns in the dilapidated and messy house in horror.

Her own hands were even hung on the beam of the house by a hemp rope, and her toes just hit the ground.

When did Xie Menghan, who had just graduated from college less than half a year, encountered this kind of situation? Even though she had watched many movies, she was immediately scared to death when she was in the scene.

"Who are you?"

But Xie Menghan asked in a trembling voice, but no one in the room responded to her, and even looked at her, as if she didn't exist at all.

Although there were dozens of people in the whole room, they were silent. Only a large light bulb creaked and shaking under the autumn wind, adding a touch of gloom to the quiet environment and adding a touch of gloom and terror to Xie Menghan's heart.

"You... who are you?" This time, Xie Menghan's teeth were trembling constantly, looking at the big men in black clothes and black pants in front of him, leaving him with all his backs, and cold sweat was flowing down uncontrollably.

The focus of Xie Menghan's terrified look was that the back with pale hair stayed on, and a word that made her almost faint suddenly jumped into her mind at this time.

ghost?

But Xing Ying and the others didn't care what this poor girl was thinking about, but they were all alert to the surroundings and listened confidently to the sounds in the field outside the house.

Although Xing Ying and the Evil Claw troops are very arrogant, they are proud but not arrogant.

Fighting tigers and rabbits with all their strength.

What's more, this is the largest nest of the Hongtian Gang, so they can't help but be careful.

At 6:40, more than 200 Shadow Dragon Eye Team, which was covered with dark grass like a cheetah, had six evil claw teams, and their eyes were condensed at the same time. They were already stuck on the grass and were motionless, unconsciously lowering their bodies again. When a small black shadow finally appeared in their pupils, the small transmitter in their hands was pressed down at the same time.

Here comes!

Liu Yan, who was hiding in the grass himself, slowly mobilized the focal length of the night vision telescope and finally set it on the body of a short and thin man about five hundred meters ahead, with a short beard and full of rebellious aura.

Liu Yan's narrow eyes condensed again, and the telescope slowly turned, and stopped on the dozen figures next to the person with different shapes but no exception, with extremely cold expressions.

Stinger troops! This is the first killer unit of the Hongtian Gang, the Stinger troops!

This is Liu Yan's first feeling, because this kind of eyes that is not as emotional as human beings cannot be cultivated in today's social form. Only death row prisons, and only death row prisons full of killing and blood can create such a terrible look. This cold eyes that ignore life are almost no different from the evil claw troops of the Blood Eagle Society.

Without much hesitation, Liu Yan quickly sent a message to the abandoned repair shop a hundred meters behind him. "The Stinger troops, sixteen people are going up. Other elites, more than a hundred, and Gu Hanbo is not in the figure yet."

After receiving the news, Xing Ying and others did not express any expression and remained quietly standing there without any intention of leaving.

No. 1, who was standing in the weed yard, picked up a flare and shot it into the sky.

The harsh roar and the dazzling light that burst into the sky made the dark wilderness bright.

The Stinger troops and a large number of Hongtian Gang elites who were about to sneak into the weeds, trembled all over and hurriedly fell into the weeds in a conditioned manner.

The Sprites frowned, and their sharp eyes did not pay attention to the flares blooming in the sky. They stared at the abandoned repair shop in the distance, and looked at the big gunmen flashing under the dazzling light.

Poison Stinger No. 1 was slightly shocked and looked at each other with No. 2 and others around him.

Something is wrong.

After receiving the notice from the two bodyguards responsible for protecting Xie Menghan this afternoon, Gu Hanbo was immediately furious and ordered the Yinmen to investigate with all his might and ultimately targeted the useless repair factory in this wasteland.

The extremely furious Gu Hanbo wanted to come and tear the group of ignorant evil men to pieces, but suddenly the front line was counterattacked by the Mad Beast Gang, which forced him to stay in the headquarters to remotely control the command. Therefore, he sent twenty Spurs troops to lead 100 Hongtian Gang elites to come.

But now it seems... the situation is a bit beyond expectations.

Just looking at the number of people and the guns they hold, they will never be ordinary forces.

Who is it? Who can get guns in Nanjing, and who dares to openly take Xie Menghan hostage, and see this attitude, it seems like he is "weeting" himself.

Could it be...the Crazy Beast Gang that is fighting the community on the front line?

Why did they lurk in their lair??!!!

Just as they were full of doubts, just as the flash bomb fell and the surroundings returned to darkness, a powerful roar suddenly came from the repair shop: "Sthorn troops! Listen to me!"

Poison No. 1 and others trembled in their hearts, stood up suddenly, frowned and stared at the repair shop with only a little light.

How did they know the Sprite Force????!!! How did they know that the Sprite Force is here???!!

The tall and majestic Stinger No. 2 immediately responded loudly: "Can the brothers inside report their names?!"

"Sthorn troops, please give me a message. Give you an hour to let your old man, Gu Hanpo, come and meet."

No. 2 snorted heavily and said with a trembling voice: "Is our boss not a few sluts who can meet each other after the news?"

"Hahaha... Xing Ying, the leader of the Northeast Blood Eagle Society, the evil claw troops of the Blood Eagle Society, are waiting for Gu Hanbo to drive! Hahaha..."

The arrogant laughter was all confused to the elites, but the Sprite troops all changed their faces.

With the strong rise of the Blood Eagle Society, with the strong suppression of the Five Dragon Hall by the Blood Eagle Society.

The name of the Blood Eagle has left a deep mark in the hearts of the senior officials of the Hongtian Gang. Similarly, the evil claw troops that rose up with the Blood Eagle Association have made them remember it firmly.

But now, how is this possible? How is this possible?

Didn’t the Blood Eagle fight against Wulongtang on the front line of Hebei? Why did it suddenly appear in Nanjing?!

Poison No. 1 and others looked at each other and quickly called Gu Hanbo.

Regardless of whether the people inside were joking or not, they could not afford the price. If it weren't for the Blood Eagle Society, then this power would definitely be quite good. But if it were the Blood Eagle Society, since they dared to go deep into Hongtian's nest, what they did was definitely quite good.

After informing Gu Hanbo in detail about the information here, Poison No. 1 once again notified the garrison troops of the entire Nanjing city. When they asked them to strengthen their guards and be vigilant, they also notified the other two halls outside the main hall of Nanjing, asking them to draw 200 elites to support them.

They heard too many rumors about Blood Eagle, they were insidious, cunning, fierce and cruel, and they liked to take dangerous moves.

Moreover, this time he was also carrying the evil claw troops, and they had no choice but to consider the best.

About forty minutes later, Gu Hanbo, who received the report from the Spurs troops, rushed to the wasteland with six personal bodyguards and fifty elites.

Gu Hanbo looks about 27 or 28 years old, with a medium figure, and he looks very handsome in a white suit, but as Liu Yan said, there seems to be a kind of mist on this person's face. When he glances at him, he seems to remember his appearance, but when he turns his head, he is almost hazy.

When Gu Hanbo arrived, more than 400 people from the other two halls had arrived in advance.

When they saw him get out of the car, everyone quickly bowed to say hello.
Chapter completed!