Chapter 406: Setting the Fire Night

Lin Haoxuan and Yan Duo returned to the military camp. Qiao Yongkui was leading the hundreds of dead soldiers brought from Yun Na to practice. There were members of the "Shadow Hall" sitting on both sides. Xiao Jing was leading them to take a closer look. Seeing the momentum and sharpness of the dead soldiers, the members of the "Shadow Hall" all raised their admiration, fantasizing that one day they could achieve such a momentum.

Yan Duo saw Qiao Yongkui's agile figure, his hands were itchy, and he smiled, and he showed off his silver spear, and shot towards Qiao Yongkui who was facing his back. Yan Duo's energy penetrated the long rainbow, and the faint spear light appeared and was extremely amazing.

Qiao Yongkui could instinctively feel the sharpness and strength. When Yan Duo approached three feet apart, he instantly showed a dark sickle and pressed his backhand against Yan Duo's gun blade, forcing Yan Duo to change his offensive.

Qiao Yongkui then retreated into the gap between more than a hundred dead soldiers and relied on everyone's bodies to fight back against Yan Duo.

The members of the Cinema couldn't help but clap their hands, looking very excited, and then their faces became solemn, because more than a hundred dead soldiers had no expression at all, and they did not avoid the fierce weapons of Yan Duo and Qiao Yongkui, and even ignored the pain of the gun force cutting on their bodies.

The members of the Cinema changed from joy to appreciation, and finally to respect. They all stood up and gave the highest honor to the hundreds of dead men. The dead men, this is the dead men, the orders are prohibited, and the cold and cruel dead men.

Binzi and the others, who were basking in the sun at the barracks, were also staring at the hundreds of dead soldiers who were still motionless. When Lin Haoxuan came over, he sighed in unison: "Young Master Qi, with these brothers, our full confidence has skyrocketed. Even if we come to the 3,000 Burial Flower Hall Gangs again, we are confident to fight out."

Lin Haoxuan nodded. Yan Duo was not only a good killer, but also a warrior. When ordinary men came to his hands, they all became fierce soldiers. In the future, Yan Duo would train the commander of the dead soldiers, and the dead soldiers would become an indispensable force for the powerful Qimen.

Lin Haoxuan patted Binzi and the others on the shoulders, and then stepped into the barracks.

At this time, Lin Haoxuan's phone rang and hurriedly picked it up and answered it. Jiang Liulang's anxious voice came from inside, saying, "President, I received some news in the canteen that the Burial Flower Hall was going to attack Renji Hall and burn the wharf warehouse tonight."

Lin Haoxuan's heart moved slightly. He immediately realized that what he and Yan Duo did in the "Red Liu Dangzi" had angered the Burial Flower Hall and made them lose their minds. Even the regular Renjitang company had to take action to force Lin Haoxuan and the others to settle the score.

Lin Haoxuan raised an unpredictable smile on his face, and he stepped out of the door gently, and let the hundred dead soldiers try the blade tonight.

The west wind is cold, and the setting sun is like blood.

The wind was very strong tonight, which made the whole Shouhua quiet.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and it was a night of murder and setting fire. The "blood clot flower" was deploying outside the Renjitang warehouse. Behind him were the gang members of the Seven Hundred Burial Flower Hall.

The "blood clot flower" was very satisfied with the current weather, throwing paper confetti into the air and rolling it to the east.

The 'Blood Closure' carried his hands on his back and said to the gangsters around him in a calm tone: "It's a west wind blowing tonight. Let the brothers kill people and burn the warehouse and retreat to the west. This can avoid the disaster of flames and disperse the smell of gasoline on their bodies."

The Burial Flower Hall helped the people to take the order and make arrangements.

‘Blood Closure’ Look at the time. At three o'clock in the morning, it was sleeping soundly, and the corner of his mouth showed viciousness, saying, “Liu Jun, Wang Xin, you led 80 people to sneak into the warehouse, kill all the workers inside quietly, and then burn the warehouse.

If Lin Haoxuan was hiding nearby, we would definitely come to rescue him. We would hide here and ambush Lin Haoxuan and the others, killing him here."

Liu Jun and Wang Xin nodded respectfully, and led the Eighty Burial Flower Hall Gangs to the Renji Hall Warehouse with a machete.

The twenty gang members in front were carrying flammable materials such as gasoline. Although the Burial Flower Hall is now the overlord of Shouhua, the secret killing and setting fire still made them feel a little nervous and exciting.

Liu Jun, Wang Xin and the others had already touched the wall of the warehouse. Liu Jun suddenly felt a murderous aura, and his heart was inexplicably trembling. He patted Wang Xin's shoulder and said, "Wang Xin, why is my heart beating so fast? I always feel that there are bad signs."

Wang Xin looked at Liu Jun with contempt and said disdainfully: "Liu Jun, you are too brave, right? Kill a few workers guarding the warehouse and burn a few worthless warehouses to be so scared? I don't know what Hua Ye likes you, so he asked you to carry out the mission with me. Forget it, take a few brothers to guard the warehouse and let us go in and do business."

After Wang Xin finished speaking, he took more than 70 gangs into the warehouse gate, regardless of whether Liu Jun agreed or disagreement.

As soon as Wang Xin and the others entered, a voice came from behind Liu Jun: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, it's really good weather."

Liu Jun did not react and replied casually: "Yes, when the fire burns, it will definitely spread very quickly."

"That's right, it's enough to cremate your bodies." The voice became cold.

Liu Jun was stunned and quickly looked back. A man with murderous aura all over his body was behind him. He stared at him coldly. Several members of the Burial Flower Hall Gang beside him had already fallen to the ground, and it was impossible to tell whether they were alive or dead.

Liu Jun's heart was shocked. He wanted to lift the machete with his right hand, but the sickle dripping with blood had gently pierced into his throat. Blood flowed out of the flow. Liu Jun could not believe that he died like this until he died. He died without even lifting the knife.

Qiao Yongkui stared at the warehouse gate coldly, shook his head gently, and then sat up next to him.

After Wang Xin and the others entered the warehouse, they became more cautious and emitting people to dump gasoline everywhere. They took more than a dozen gang members to touch the workers' guard room, intending to kill the workers so that they would not call the fire after seeing the warehouse catch fire.

There are light bulbs with more than ten watts hanging in the warehouse, making the entire warehouse look dull and full of dark shadows.

Wang Xin didn't see it at all, nor did he pay attention. The more than 50-odd Burial Flower Hall Gang members who had scattered out were falling down quietly.

More than a dozen hard hands were covering their mouths, and more than a dozen sharp short knives were cutting their necks. After a while, more than fifty corpses were added on the ground, and everything happened quietly under the light of light.

Wang Xin had already touched the workers' guard room, and the faint light bulb still made it half-light and half-dark. Fortunately, Wang Xin could still see the person covered with a quilt on the bed.

A sneer raised on his face, patted the gang members beside him, and made a killing gesture. Several members of the Burial Flower Hall gang members immediately understood and rushed up to kill the quilt on the bed, but there was no scream at all.

Wang Xin stopped several subordinates, got up and walked up, leaned over and lifted the quilt, his face instantly showed a look of horror. It was not someone else on the bed, but Liu Jun who came with him. Wasn't he guarding the door and holding the wind? Why did he run to the worker's bed?

No, there was an ambush. Wang Xin finally thought of the worst possibility and turned around and shouted: "Retreat!"

The lights lit up instantly, and Wang Xin and the others couldn't help but close their eyes.
Chapter completed!