The other person holding the gun was Wang Mo. He turned his head and looked at the crowd, then shouted, "Everyone took out his mobile phone and looked at the people around him. They were already mixed in the middle of our crowd! Take out all the weapons, and recognize that no matter how capable he is, he is surrounded by our own people. They have no choice but to take out all the weapons!" Wang Mo shouted, and everyone hurriedly took out their mobile phones. After all, people in their thirties were crowded in the hall, and more than thirty phones turned on the lights. The room was also very bright. Everyone held their mobile phones in one hand, turned on the flashlight, and the other hand, holding a dagger, looking around.

Everyone stared at the crowd around him and looked at him again. Changgui was a subordinate of Chu Xin and had been following Chu Xin for many years. He held his cell phone and looked at the crowd around him. Then, a flat-headed man in black clothes appeared next to him. He looked at the man and felt a little jealous. It seemed that he had never seen him before. He frowned and said, "Brother, which hall master are you following? What he rudder?"

A cruel smile flashed across the corner of the man's mouth. Changgui felt a pain in his lower abdomen. He lowered his head and found that the man's dagger had stabbed into his lower abdomen with one pound. Then the man was about to take out the dagger. At this time, Changgui raised his hands and hugged his waist. "Kill him!" Changgui roared, and the crowd around took out the dagger in his hand and stabbed it at this person. The man had just broken free from Changgui, and he went up and wiped a person's neck with one hand. He turned around.

When he was about to continue to do something, someone had already bayonetized his back. He turned around again, hugged the man's neck, and stabbed into the man's lower abdomen. In an instant, the crowd around him surrounded him and began to stab him. After all, he was a person, without three heads and six arms, everyone around him was attacking him. He had no choice. His life gradually passed, and his whole person had no ability to attack again, and his body slowly fell down.

Everyone around was panting. Looking at the falling man, he had lost his life. His face was still fierce. There was still a lot of blood on his face. The lights of his mobile phone looked even more weird.

Guizi's body was still lying on the ground. Before the people here could react, on the other side, someone shouted, "There is another one here!" With a loud roar, then the man screamed again, "Ah!", everyone turned around, Wang Mo held a gun from the side, and instantly started to scold, "Go together, fuck him to death! Fuck him, don't want to die, hurry up!" Wang Mo yelled, the circle that had already dodged just now, all surrounded him in an instant, Wang Mo stood behind the crowd and shouted, "Go on, rush up!"

Soon, someone around shouted and scolded, "There is another one here!" As soon as someone yelled, a group of people around him rushed up instantly, but as soon as the group of people pounced on him, the man was stabbed to death twice. Then another person next to him shouted and scolded, "Are you crazy? This is my brother, he is numbing his own people!"

There are more than 30 people around, and not everyone knows everyone, and especially in this environment, it is pitch black, everyone is afraid that the killers will be around them, and they are very sensitive, so it is normal to have disorder, and the surroundings are still very bright. At this moment, a "bang!" sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Dou Tao stood in the front, looked up at the oblique position, and at the corner of the stairs, an iron fence appeared, which directly blocked the way upstairs. Dou Tao reached out from the side to signal, and several subordinates on the side hurriedly passed. They walked to the edge of the iron railing and swayed hard, but the iron railing did not move at all, and was completely embedded in it. Unless there was explosives, it would be useless.

Dou Tao looked at the reactions of these people, nodded from the side, snapped his fingers, and a man behind him walked to Dou Tao and handed him a c4 explosive. Just when he was about to pick up the explosive, Peng Hui on the other side said, "Take everyone out first, leave a few people to install explosives, don't let someone detonate the explosives, blow yourself up."

Peng Hui was obviously right to consider it. Dou Tao's c4 explosives were all in his hand. He turned to look at his partner, thought for a moment, and then turned to reach out to the person behind him. What he thought was quite simple. As soon as he reached out, Chu Xin on the other side covered his lower abdomen and said, "If everyone has gone out, leaving one or two people here, he will definitely not be the opponent of those killers, and it will be a dead end." Chu Xin touched his lower abdomen, thinking that he was fucked by that person just a few strokes, and he was still a little scared. Chu Xin's statement obviously made Dou Tao feel a little in a dilemma.

"Xia Hongsheng is on it, we must kill him!" Peng Hui said from the side, "So many brothers have been ruined this time, we can't watch them die in vain. We must let Xia Hongsheng be buried with us!"

The few people next to each other nodded, "Then let's go out and stay here and some people will be there."

Several people thought about it and finally looked at Wang Mo behind him. Wang Mo was a standard martial artist. The five consecutive shots in his hand had never left his wrists. Obviously, several people were waiting for his intention.

Before Wang Mo could speak, at this moment, a subordinate next to him gently touched him, "Brother Mo, look, what is this!" The subordinate pulled his sleeve and pointed to the top of his head. When Wang Mo raised his head, he saw a small gap appeared on the ceiling above his head. From the position of the gap, a tubular object stretched out. The mouth was very small and could only accommodate this object. From here, on the other side, there were several similar ceiling gaps. These objects appeared. They were too dark. After a long reaction, Wang Mo suddenly felt cold sweat. He was panicked, because at this time he had clearly seen what was leaking, it was nothing else, it was the gun's gun.

"Everyone be careful, get out quickly!" Wang Mo roared wildly. No one had time to react to what was going on. On top of his head, countless gunshots were heard, and there were "bang, bang, bang, bang, bang" sounds everywhere in the room. Accompanied by these sounds, a large number of people were swept down by bullets and then on the ground.

Everyone rushed up and rushed out of the room. Everyone in the room was a living target. On the second floor of the room, Xia Hongsheng's study room, Xia Hongsheng and the middle-aged old man opposite were sitting on the side, playing chess. The lights in the room were dim. Listening to the sound of gunfire on the side, there was a man next to the two, who was making tea for him.

It was already this time, and he showed great peace. He went up and reached out to signal, "General, you are dead."

The old man looked at the board that had become a dead chess, sighed, and laughed helplessly, "You can beat me."

"It seems that your performance is not as relaxed as your appearance. You should have considered before doing this. There will definitely be casualties. The emperor is not a good role to deal with. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made me embarrassed for so long."

Obviously, the few people killed by Dou Tao and his group below just now made the old man feel a little uneasy. The old man and Xia Hongsheng also said the truth, "Now Ghost Island has attracted the attention of the people above. In other words, if Ghost Island wants to continue to develop, continue to recruit people and train in the past, no matter how it is, it is no longer possible. It cannot be said that it is completely impossible. However, the speed and efficiency of cultivating a ghost will be much worse. Moreover, the important domestic channels have been basically targeted by the police and cut them off. Moreover, the style of the island owner's behavior is much worse than before. Recently, a joint investigation team was established at home and abroad, mainly to take action against Ghost Island."

"Fortunately, Guidao has accumulated enough funds over the years, but Guidao has also become less and less routes from mainland China. Many of the original spies have been arrested by the police or have disappeared inexplicably, so we are under great pressure."

When the old man said this, he looked up and smiled at Xia Hongsheng, "The number of ghosts in each of us is limited. Now the batch of ghosts in our hands is the best and the most elite. In the future, even if there are new ghosts on Ghost Island, the level of training they receive is incomparable to the current batch, because these batches are directly crawled out of the pile of dead people. At that time, Ghost Island didn't care about raw materials, some were raw materials, because they had money, no one cared about them."

The old man directly called the children one by one as raw materials, which made Xia Hongsheng feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't show anything. After all, the old man was really loyal to him when he could tell him this. In fact, the old man was also a little sentimental, which was also a normal manifestation.

"At that time, the birth rate of a ghost was basically one thousandth, or even more. It was found in all countries, and it was sent to the Ghost Island continuously. The huge chain of capital and interest and many insider news could not be said."

The old man sighed, "The raw materials are insufficient now, so the process of refining will not be as harsh as before, because if that were the case, it would be very likely that a thousand raw materials would be collected for a long time, and then a ghost could not be born. In this way, time and investment and return are not proportional. Moreover, many buyers who wanted to buy their lives in Guidao were mostly a little distance from Guidao at this time. The reason is very simple. Now it is obvious that the people above want to clean up Guidao. Whoever is close to him will be in trouble, and who is willing to joke with his future in his life."

The old man became more and more helpless as he spoke, "I have only a few children here. Didn't I go back some time ago? When I went back, I saw that there were a lot fewer processes in the raw materials processing factory. There were very few real ghosts. The so-called ghosts that came out now are really much different from the children in my hands. Even five or six or ten are not as good as the one in my hands. You said that two of them died just now, how can I not be sad?"

In fact, what the old man said is quite realistic, and the second is that Xia Hongsheng knew a long time ago. Not only Xia Hongsheng knew, but also the senior executives of the entire event also knew that this is not a secret. The ghost island is located outside the ghost source, which is the "source of goods" they call it, and it is constantly reduced and it is constantly cut off. They are under great pressure.
Chapter completed!