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Chapter seven hundred and eighteen assassination in the rain

Jiang Zhong smiled bitterly and sighed softly:

"It seems that Chu Tian's words really hit the point. Unfortunately, I didn't think about it earlier, which led to the passive situation today. Xiaolong, let them guard it. Just keep the door. The rest depends on God's will."

Xiaolong nodded and took the order out to make arrangements.

Dahu led four or five gang members to take out guns from the cabinet and put them in martial law in the room.

The wind is strong, the rain is heavy, and the lights appear hazy, and it seems that it is destined to be sleepless tonight.

After having a sumptuous dinner, Zhu Bowen led people out of Hairi Restaurant. He now needs to go back to the Tangkou to take charge. Tonight's siege is particularly important. If he can take Chu Tian, ​​he can revive the whole game of chess. At that time, he can not only blame Jiang Zhong's death on Shuai Jun, but also use Chu Tian's death to seek credit from Tang Rong.

Even if Tang Rong does not reward him seriously, he will not break up and investigate him. He will take advantage of this gap to develop his power and finalize all the details of his cooperation with the Bamboo Alliance. At that time, with allies like the Bamboo Alliance, what can Tang Rong do to himself? He can even stand up and eat up the Tang Sect forces.

Zhu Bowen was very happy to think, and his face showed a look of longing.

Dozens of umbrellas moved slowly in the wind and rain, like floating mushrooms. At this moment, the coconut tree next to them suddenly sounded, and Zhu Bowen felt a bad wind coming out of his head. Years of bloody battles made him flash to the side. He had just moved away from his original position, ah! A scream sounded, and the gang members holding the umbrella fell to the ground.

Zhu Bowen looked down and the heads of the gang members who were holding an umbrella for him were bleeding. Seeing that he was thrusting, he was more dead and less alive. There were bloody coconuts rolling beside him. It was obvious that someone smashed the coconut from the coconut tree, and the goal was to want his own life. With the lightning thoughts, he couldn't help but look up.

Huh! The sound of the coconut tree breaking through the air again. The extremely fast black shadow pounced down from the top of the coconut tree. The action of jumping out and pulling his sword to rush towards Zhu Bowen was also completed in an instant. The distance of more than ten meters can be completely ignored for Tianyangsheng, which makes people sigh in secret that it is fierce and brave.

Although the scene was a little confused, the well-trained Tangmen Gang quickly reacted and knew the spirit of cooperation of the group. While the coconut was smashed, they protected Zhu Bowen among the crowd. However, they never expected that the killer would be so fast.

Basically, as soon as their formation was formed, the black shadow of this killer arrived. With the explosive force of the fallen treetop and the speed of adjusting to the highest state, Tian Yangsheng rushed to Zhu Bowen in a blink of an eye. However, he was still stopped by two Tang Sect members who were blocking him in front of him!

And two drawn guns.

Tian Yangsheng faced two black muzzles, and his brain reacted surprisingly quickly. While the two gang members fired, he had already sided his entire body, and took advantage of the moment of turning sideways to slash his simple black knife at the throats of the two gang members, and his movements were like a passing meteor.

Perhaps the two Tang Sect members had never seen such a terrible speed in their lives. This killer could dodge bullets at such a close distance and cut his throat with a knife. Such speed could only be described as terrifying and perverted. They covered their throats that were splashing blood outwards in disbelief.

After a while, they slowly fell backwards.

Tian Yangsheng knew that he had to shock Yu Zhu Bowen, so he fully displayed his perverted skills and speed. When the third Tangmen gang raised his gun to prepare for shooting, he pressed over like a fallen leaf in the wind, wrapped his arms around like a snake, and the blade ruthlessly slashed the gangmen's neck.

Although he was dead, Tian Yangsheng did not let him go. He held the arm of the Tangmen Gang in his left hand and blocked him in front of him. At the same time, the gang members with guns behind him decisively shot him when Tian Yangsheng made a knife. They firmly believed that close-range shooting could not be escaped by anyone.

Who knew that Tian Yangsheng was prepared for it, and all the bullets were poured out to the third gang member. Tian Yangsheng also took the opportunity to roll on the spot. His body speed was exerted to the extreme again, and he rushed into the middle of the gang member who was shooting. His body rotated for half a circle, and the knife rose and fell, and screams rang out!

Although Zhu Bowen had more than fifty people around him, only seven or eight trusted people could carry guns. And he was the black gun that he asked someone to find after being assassinated by Chu Tian in the morning. He thought it was enough to fight against all the changes that happened, but unexpectedly he was killed by Tian Yangsheng in the blink of an eye. He was extremely shocked when he felt distressed.

Wanyan Kang, the elderly man beside Zhu Bowen, knew that a master had come. A fierce heat flashed in his eyes and shouted to the master: "Master, this person is very skilled. For your safety, you and your brothers will go back to the hall first. I will stay and cut off the back. Don't worry, I will send his head to you."

Zhu Bowen knew Wanyan Kang's skills. This old guy has been deeply engaged in various boxing techniques since he was a child. He once went to Shaolin, Songshan to challenge the martial monks' group, and even fought thirteen people without defeat. If he could not withstand the health preservation of heaven, then no one could stop him. Therefore, he nodded with confidence: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After saying that, he led dozens of gang members back and changed into ordinary vehicles for safety reasons. Wanyan Kang moved his body and flashed out of the crowd, crossing the crowd like an iron tower. Perhaps he felt Wanyan Kang's murderous aura. After Tian Yangsheng attacked the enemy, his eyes fell on him.

Tian Yangsheng held the black knife and did not chase Zhu Bowen forward, but stared at Wanyan Kang who flashed out. Blood flowed down from the tip of the knife under the erosion of rain. After a moment, the knife was washed clean, but the rain hit his face, but his indifference and murderous aura did not disappear, and even became stronger.

The two stood opposite each other, and their murderous aura was like the thousand-year-old frost.

"You're going to kill someone?"

Standing under the coconut tree, Wanyan Kang stared at Tianyang's knife, as if it was the most terrifying thing. The wind and rain were flying but he had never shaken his black knife. Wanyan Kang sighed softly, and his broad-minded white windbreaker fluttered in the wind. He showed endless pity in his eyes, and he wanted to die at his own hands again.

Tianyangsheng just nodded.

He didn't know what this old guy was, and he was too lazy to know that as a master of dozens of battles, although he was a little unable to stretch his hands when facing a monster like Chu Tian who would be strong when encountering a strong man, even when facing the powerful Japanese swordsman Yanagawa Feng, he could still stand firm and fight with gaze, let alone Wanyan Kang?

Wanyan Kang carried his hands on his back and taught a lesson: "The tone is not small. Young people today are always impatient. They don't know how can people attract attention if there are no bones under their feet? If you train in the martial arts world for ten or eight years, it may make many people worship you. Unfortunately, you met me tonight."

Tian Yangsheng said coldly with a blank expression on his face: "Take it!"

Wanyan Kang snorted softly and said disdainfully: "Let you!"

Tian Yangsheng was not polite to him, and the black knife slashed at him. Wanyan Kang chuckled and dodged. He shouted, and a black arc cut from vertical to horizontal, so fast! Wanyan Kang, who was shocked, restrained his contempt, turned his body and leaned back, and used the lightning to avoid Tian Yangsheng's sharp sword.

Without waiting for Tianyangsheng's moves to change, Wanyan Kang's body rotated behind him like a top, and his fists rushed out, making him extremely domineering. A rare smile flashed across the corner of Tianyangsheng's mouth, holding the knife with his right hand, stretching out two fingers with his left hand to press the blade, erecting the black knife on his chest, blocking Wanyan Kang's two heavy punches like a river.

Bang! A loud sound sounded, piercing the sky of rain.

The two of them took a few steps back, and the tiger's mouth was a little shocked. Wanyan Kang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Tian Yangsheng, who was young, was so strong, so he showed a serious look on his face and sighed with appreciation: "At such an age, he has such attainment. It can be seen that he has some talent. No wonder he dares to assassinate Master Zhu."

Tian Yangsheng had no expression on his face and snorted softly: "You can't."

Wanyan Kang finally burst out with the strong strength he should have.

Without weapons, he no longer gave Tianyang Sheng the opportunity to swing his sword and fight in close combat. Although he was not as good as Bruce Lee on TV, he was very proficient in various external skills and skills. The martial arts of the Celestial Dynasty were profound and profound. Wanyan Kang's research on fists and feet was superb.
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