Chapter 1,135 The Bottom Line

In terms of numbers, the black party naturally has the advantage.

However, these more than 100 people were attacked by tear gas and flash bombs, and most of their combat capabilities had been lost. In addition, Qiao Yongkui and others attacked them when they were most relaxed, so it was difficult for the joy of celebration to be transformed into fighting in an instant.

Feeling like life and death, Markov and the others couldn't help but feel confused.

In this dazed moment, sixty or seventy elite members of the Black Party fell down one after another, including more than a dozen Guardsmen. Although they were strong and quick in reaction, they suffered heavy blows in this small space.

It was still difficult for them to counterattack quickly, but Qiao Yongkui had recklessly taken their lives.

Gus quickly judged that the situation was critical and rushed to Markov who was vomiting. He held him with his left hand and ran upstairs. He held a gun in his right hand and shot the pursuing Qiao Yongkui. Gus knew clearly that tonight's attack was a beautiful one.

In a paramilitary operation, more than a hundred elite black party members would all be shot to death in a short time.

Therefore, he has no time to pay attention to the lives of his men, let alone how to counterattack Qimen. Now he only thinks about how to rescue Markov. As long as his master is still alive, then he will be a great hero, and he will kill more than a hundred brothers.

There is nothing serious about him. Anyway, the black party lacks everything, not people.

At this time, Huang Qian was dumbfounded and stood beside the red candle. She had already recognized the people as Bamo and the others. Not only did she not feel panic or fear in her heart, but she felt relieved. Her heart was so gray that she wished for bullets.

Shoot yourself and use your own blood to wash away the sin of poisoning Lin Haoxuan.

It's a pity that neither Qiao Yongkui nor Bamo shot her.

At this time, Huang Ye was hiding under the table, his trembling body showing his fear.

Gus dragged Markov out of more than a dozen stairs, and several guardsmen who had regained their combat effectiveness also came to cover. Markov stepped on the stairs and said with difficulty: "Huang Qian, save her."

Gus ignored his order and still dragged him forward quickly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Mr. Ma, now is not the time to be emotional. If we don't evacuate, our lives will be in danger. As long as we evacuate upstairs, we can use

Snipers and machine guns suppress the enemy, and we can wait for support."

Markov's eyes flashed with pain, and then he nodded sadly.

The elite black party members in the hall continued to fall. When the guards in other parts of the castle heard the gunshots, they quickly came to support with their guns in hand. However, before they could reach the entrance of the hall, they were knocked down by the five ice-killing team members who were covering them.

, some guys who tried to take advantage by cold shots were directly targeted by the Xia Ming brothers.

Some enemies who tried to escape were also shot and killed in an open area dozens of meters away. Dozens of corpses lay on the wind and rain-swept lawn, with blood flowing out of the water.

The fight in the hall was about to come to an end. Two Guardsmen covered in blood did not even use their guns. They pulled out daggers with their backhands and rushed towards Qiao Yongkui. Qiao Yongkui raised disdain at the corner of his mouth, threw away the short gun in his right hand and instantly pulled out his sickle without retreating.

Jin jumped in front of the Guards, and the domineering energy he exuded made their bodies stagnant.

At this moment, the sickle and poisonous snake pierced their chests like a message. The two guards fell to the ground with a crash, the daggers in their hands were still shining brightly. At this point, the entire hall was filled with the corpses of the black party members, and only the middle

The stunned Huang Qian seemed a bit abrupt.

Qiao Yongkui ignored her and did not pursue Markov. He ordered Bamo: "Check the body and leave no survivors."

Bamo nodded, pulled out his dagger and patched the stabbing on the corpse.

Huang Qian suddenly said: "Markov has escaped!"

Qiao Yongkui stared at her, sympathy flashed in his eyes: "I'll be back."

As soon as the words fell, Markov, Gus and others flashed out from upstairs and slowly retreated with their backs to the stairs. In front of them stood a boss-level figure. This boss in white clothes fluttered.

Playing with the green bamboo branches, there is no blood at the end of the bamboo branches, only a faint drop of rainwater.

But just leaving this bamboo branch made Gusi extremely jealous.

Because Potian had just used it to pierce the throats of the guardsmen who rushed forward like tofu. The lights in the hall came on, and Markov could clearly see that the celebration party, which was full of singing and dancing, had turned into a tragic hell on earth.

, more than a hundred brothers all fell in a pool of blood, and Bamo was leading the people to mend the stab wounds in a leisurely manner. From their methods and style, it was clear that they wanted to leave the chickens and dogs alone.

Makov is worthy of being a superior person. Faced with such a disadvantage, he still wants to calm the storm: "I know that you are Qimen and Lin Haoxuan's most loyal subordinates. Otherwise, you would not have entered the castle tonight. However, everyone came out to mess around.

Yes, in addition to loyalty, there must also be interests, and interests should be everyone’s fundamental purpose.”

Qiao Yongkui chuckled, his disdain naturally revealed.

Makov exhaled a few breaths, concentrated his energy and gave a speech: "Now that Lin Haoxuan is dead, what if you kill me? Will it give you more money, or will it give you more power? I think, I'm afraid you will get nothing.

No, so I have a suggestion, all you heroes might consider joining the Black Party. With your skill and courage, I guarantee you prosperity and wealth!"

"He is indeed a politician, and his speech is indeed wonderful!" A voice came casually, but when it fell on Huang Qian's ears, it was earth-shattering.

A figure flashed out of the wind-swept doorway, its tall and straight body like a cypress tree.

Huang Qian's whole body was shaken violently, and tears flowed from her eyes in surprise.

Markov and Gus' bodies trembled even more, and their expressions were stagnant and frozen like carved stone statues. They naturally recognized this voice and this figure. They hated Lin Haoxuan to the core but admired him. That was several times.

Lin Haoxuan, who lost the battle to the Black Party and was eventually declared dead.

How can the dead be resurrected? How can the dead appear?

Under the bright lights, Lin Haoxuan stepped in, and Niersha put away her umbrella.

Huang Qian couldn't control her joy and pounced on Lin Haoxuan like a lamb returning to the grassland. Nersha took a few steps forward, and the cold umbrella instantly lay between Huang Qian and Lin Haoxuan. This obstacle immediately blocked Huang Qian.

Seeing Qian's momentum, she stopped abruptly, and then remembered that she had poisoned Lin Haoxuan.

Nersha's hand holding the umbrella was as steady as a mountain, and she spoke calmly: "Aren't you guilty enough?"

Lin Haoxuan raised his head and shouted softly: "Niersha, stand down!"

Nersha turned her head and looked at Lin Haoxuan, reluctantly took back her umbrella and took two steps back. However, Huang Qian did not rush forward again, but stood there like a stone sculpture, staring at Lin Haoxuan with painful eyes as her thoughts were entangled in her heart.

, Yes, if you have caused injustice to yourself, what qualifications do you have to win his favor?

Lin Haoxuan's eyes fell on Huang Qian and sighed softly.

This is a pitiable woman. First, her family was ruined by Hu Jibin, and then she poisoned herself in Markov's serial trap. The contradiction and pain never seemed to leave her. If and when she knew who the real enemy who killed her father was

When Markov fell, I wonder if his mental state would collapse instantly?

The cold wind rushed in and hit everyone's faces.

Huang Qian suddenly shuddered and said with tears streaming down her face: "Are you still alive?"

These words completely revealed Huang Qian's complicated mood, which included joy, contradiction, and doubt. Lin Haoxuan nodded solemnly, and suddenly lowered his voice and responded: "I am still alive, Huang Qian, so you don't have to blame yourself. What happened today

It's all Markov's fault, I think he will give you a clear answer tonight."

Huang Qian sobbed and nodded, but did not speak again.

It was just that her eyes were fixed on Lin Haoxuan's face, as if this could save her inner guilt. It was like a person suddenly falling into the boundless sea. As long as a piece of driftwood floats over, she will hold on tightly.

, even if you know that this piece of driftwood cannot save you, you will still hold on to it.

In this gap, Markov had already calmed down. Being experienced in the world, he was not too surprised about Lin Haoxuan's life and death. Instead, he quickly scanned the situation and strength of both sides and quickly judged that he would be the ant in Lin Haoxuan's palm, including

How can the five Guards including Gu Si defeat Lin Haoxuan's elite soldiers and generals?

Now, he could only place his hope on the remaining guards on the roof and the reinforcements coming to rescue him from various halls. Gus, who had experienced many battles, understood Markov's thoughts from his twinkling eyes, so he and a few

A Guardsman held a gun and tightly surrounded Markov, blowing a short and harsh whistle.

For those who are wallowing in the world, no matter how lax they are, they still have a bottom line.

Gus's bottom line is that there are five or six elites in the rooftop room.

These elites hide in hidden corners and do not listen to orders but only listen to whistles. When they hear the whistle, it means that their master is in an extremely dangerous situation. They must hit the enemy hard regardless of the cost to buy the boss time to escape or

To increase the stakes, this tradition has saved the lives of many gangsters.

In the past, Godfather Gref was out inspecting his subordinates, but his enemies blocked him in the hotel with heavy troops. All the elites and cronies around him died in battle. Just when the enemies led dozens of people to surround Gref and humiliate him, four or five gangsters in black emerged from the ceiling.

Elite, attack the enemy severely from behind and cover Gref's evacuation.

From then on, Gref promoted this tradition to important leaders and called these people secret whistles.

As the whistle sounded, six black party elites armed with submachine guns flashed out of the utility room. They rushed to the railing on the top floor with thunderous momentum. The black muzzles of the guns were pointed at Qiao Yongkui and others. But what surprised Gus was that,

Suddenly two more people appeared behind them, two people with overwhelming power and murderous intent.

They are naturally Yan Duo and Qi Shang.

These elite members of the Black Party were also quick in their reactions. Their natural sense of danger allowed them to know that there was a sudden change without looking back. They pulled out their daggers with their backhands and rushed towards Yan Duo and Qi Shang. The leader among them even caught the opportunity and grasped the opportunity.

Holding the shining saber, he jumped high and stabbed Yan Duo hard on the back and cervical vertebrae.

Just when he thought he was about to succeed, Yan Duo, who had just killed two enemies, suddenly kicked his legs out from behind in an incredible way. With a muffled "pop" sound, he kicked the leader hard on the chest.

The latter was instantly kicked out, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He fell heavily to the ground, covering his mouth with both hands desperately, because his lungs were hit hard. At this time, he just wanted to gasp for air, because he was strongly suppressing his breathing, plus

I tried my best to control the urge to cough, so the blood could not be suppressed and surged up from my chest.

Maybe two or three seconds, or even shorter, Markov and Gus heard several "bang bang bang" sounds, and then they saw many figures falling from the railing on the roof, falling heavily in a free manner.

It hit the middle of the hall, accompanied by screams of fear and a panic of life and death struggle.
Chapter completed!