"We're one step late!"

When Zihao stood up on the chair with his cane, a chaotic commotion was already heard outside the corridor.

"Ding Dong."

The elevator door is open.

Chen Wushu held a gun in one hand and flew six or seven meters away on the ground.

A team of horsemen guarding the corridor decisively pulled out their guns and concentrated their firepower to shoot at the elevator.

Bang bang bang bang.

The bullet shot the ladder door into a hornet's nest.

Although the horsemen did not expect the killer to come so quickly, they had already heard the exchange of fire downstairs. So when the target appeared, they opened fire and fired extremely decisively.

Unfortunately, the visitor's skills were shocking. Not only did he avoid the first round of shooting, but he also squatted on the ground, the slight rush in his hand immediately burst out with blue flames.

"Da da da da da."

Short and powerful gunfire sounds connected together, and brass-colored bullets rushed into the human body.

The gunman in the corridor screamed, with blood holes everywhere in his body. He struggled for a moment and couldn't get up.

"Kaku." Just as Chen Wushu was shooting the enemy happily, a sharp air collision suddenly sounded in the gun chamber.

No bullets!

At this time, only a gunman with a terrified face remained in the corridor...

He had already made mental construction before, and his legs were shaking ready to welcome the bullet, secretly praying that the bullet would not be hit into his head or heart.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of Kongkong's firing needle, and his expression suddenly changed from fear to surprise, and began to shift the gun again, locking the killer in the corridor.

One has bullets, the other has no bullets.

There is no need to explain who is stronger and who is weak.

The next moment, Chen Wushu abandoned the slight rush, leaned over and jumped up, and a hungry tiger pounced on the food and crossed five meters away. His figure was like a cloud and crane, holding the gunman's neck with both hands, and twisted his neck with a click.

boom!

The body fell to the ground.

Chen Wushu's body shape fell straight to the ground.

Fighting a horseman with bare hands would not cause any turmoil in his heart.

Gunshots, screams, and the body fell to the ground. In less than a minute, the riots outside the corridor had calmed down to tranquility.

In the hotel suite, Chuhao was still holding his cane and standing behind the desk.

But the black marten robe on his shoulder suddenly slid to the ground.

"Da da da da da."

A firm and powerful sound of footsteps was approaching the solid wooden door of the suite step by step.

Fei Zaijun raised his pistol and said in a stern voice with five gunmen behind him: "Big Boss, please hide in the bedroom first and leave it to us."

Fei Zaijun's pistol was nothing special, but the gunman beside him rushed with even more firepower.

With this firepower support and his unique shooting skills, he has the capital to fight head-on.

Cuhao did not pick up the Diao Cannon Jacket, nor did he turn around and run away. Instead, he raised his hand and said, "Junzai, open the door."

Fei Zaijun moved her mouth, and after her eyes touched the boss, she immediately lowered her head and said, "Yes."

"Open the door."

A gunman's face was stiff and he strode forward to open the wooden door.

"Swish!"

When the door of the suite opened, a bright silver sword light flashed by.

Chen Wushu happened to stand outside the door, drew his sword and slashed it. The blade slashed out a light whistle, accurately cutting the skin.

"Xinyou Sword Technique".

A unique battlefield skill that combines Chinese and Japanese martial arts.

Make good use of practical combat, using Japanese Tai Knife or Chinese Tang Knife as weapons.

Chen Wushu disliked the knife being too hard enough, so he only liked to use Tang swords with hard blades as weapons.

The sharp and sharp Tang sword in his hand was a second-hand borrowed one week ago. It has no name, no need for a name, and it is specially prepared for today's killing.

"Achen!" Fei Junzai saw his subordinates retreating the door as soon as they stepped back, and the figure outside quickly approached the door, and immediately felt something was wrong.

Especially the flash of sword lights shook his mind.

Tick ​​tick.

Achen lost consciousness, and from the top of his head to the middle line of the lower span, his clothes cracked and his skin was covered with blood.

When the tiny blood spreads rapidly, the blood immediately drips on the carpet.

"Bang bang bang!"

Before Achen's figure fell to the ground, a bullet had already shot out of Fei Zaijun's muzzle.

"bite!"

Chen Wushu had a long sword on his side with one hand, and the knife face blocked the bullets, and his sharp eyes swept across the hall.

The figure, position, even the face, identity... are all taken into the eyes and stored in the mind.

"Dadada." The slight rush in the horsemen's hands poured out firepower. Chen Wushu kicked the ground with one foot, pulled it up, then stepped on the door side and rushed forward with a knife.

"Here!" The maids' bullets were one step slower, but Fei Zaijun's shooting skills could accurately lock the target's figure.

He squeezed his hands with one hand and pulled the trigger, and his steps were still retreating towards the screen in the hall.

Bang bang bang, ding ding ding.

Three bullets landed on the ground, and Chen Wushu's palms holding the hilt remained motionless.

"puff!"

Two seconds later, a knife light cut off the artery on Fei Zaijun's neck.

A vigorous blood sprayed out, falling all over the stars.

The maids' gunshots were obviously hesitant, but Chen Wushu turned around and rushed towards them without stopping.

"Hohoho." A strong wind swept through the crowd, and three palms with guns fell to the ground.

Chen Wushu didn't give them a throat cut, and immediately turned his head and stared at a cripple.

"Deadly."

"Your mother misses you, and asks you to go down and see her."

On the wall of the suite, there is a painting of a big roc spreading its wings.

There was a ashtray and a roll of jade stolen on the conference table.

Half a cigar was extinguished in the ashtray, and it was obviously extinguished in panic.

Yu Ce happened to be a volume of "Spring and Autumn" and it was something that Chu Hao had planned to bring back to Luo Ge.

Unexpectedly, he didn't need to be given now, someone came to him to get it.

When Chen Wushu glanced across the hall before, he had noticed the existence of the incomplete script of "Spring and Autumn" but fortunately it didn't come in vain, and the things happened to be there.

At this time, Lu Hao picked up the cane with one hand, pointed at him and said coldly: "Mr. Chen, I don't know why you helped Lei Luo, but you, a master, like to rely on swear words before the fight, are you a little dirty?"

"Haha, Brother Hao's eyes are indeed sharp!" Chen Wushu chuckled, Hao's expression on his face was not ashamed, and his expression was extremely natural.

well.

There are many people who have cut down, and many people who have seen through their tricks.

Chen Wushu was not surprised that smart people could see his methods, but they still scolded him if he should. Anyone who could scold someone would be angry would be profitable!

What's more, before chopping people, he was a trick that Chen Wushu could use in kindergartens. At that time, he did not rely on martial arts, but on his mouth to fight all kindergartens.

Of course, the valuable experience in kindergarten was undoubtedly the driving force behind learning martial arts later.

After so many years of scolding, he has long been used to it.

So no matter whether you hit or chop someone, it will be great to scold someone before you start.

Do you think that "the extreme evil in the world" is just evil in kung fu? No, it is mainly evil in words!

It was not until this moment that Chuhao finally knew why Lei Luo treated Chen Wushu as a killer move. Because Chen Wushu was not a mainland fighter, but a cross-river dragon.

However, the number one strong man in Xiangjiang is not yet considered!

The most powerful person in Xiangjiang used to be called "Wu Jiahao". If you want to be the most powerful person in Xiangjiang, you have to kill him first!

The two of them showed evil appearances at the same time, raised the weapons in their hands and slashed at each other.

"Clang!"

Chen Wushu snatched the attack with his sword and cut off Wu Jiahao's cane, preparing to kill his right hand first and then stand on his left leg. If the cripple dares to resist, I'm sorry, then cut it into a human stick.
Chapter completed!