At this moment, a bigger confrontation was taking place in the lobby on the second floor of Hua Linglong, and the situation was about to break out.

"Hua Linglong, the South China Gang can only flourish in my hands. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. As long as you obediently abdicate and hand over the celebrity's bills, I can guarantee your safety."

In the room, Ding San stood at the door, looking at Hua Linglong opposite with a stern look, looking proud.

Next to him, there was a tall man holding a gun. About twenty or thirty people surrounded the entire hall, and the seven or eight people holding guns pointed their muzzles inside.

"Ding San, stop daydreaming. Do you think I'm a three-year-old? If you want me dead, just do it. Don't be pretentious here."

In contrast, the situation on Hua Linglong's side was much worse. There were only four or five people. Although they also held pistols in their hands, they had no fighting spirit. Hua Linglong was even more embarrassed, standing in front of the opponent without any obstruction.

, stared at Ding San in the crowd, gritted his teeth and said.

"It seems that you are not letting go of the rabbit before you see the rabbit, Hua Linglong, I will give you three more minutes, or you will die!"

Ding San snorted coldly, then turned and sat on a chair, waiting quietly with an indifferent expression.

He didn't want to take this road unless it was absolutely necessary. The only reason was that the woman in front of him didn't know how to appreciate others and wanted to join the Sihai Gang and ruin his good deeds.

If he hadn't been wary of the other party's influence in the gang, he wouldn't have talked nonsense with her at all. No matter how good the woman was, she would be nothing more than a bunch of pink skeletons when she died.

Downstairs, the fighting became increasingly fierce.

Ning Tao rushed upstairs step by step. The surrounding area was filled with a faint smell of blood. Horses rushed from the room to stop Ning Tao.

There are advantages to having more people, but at a certain level, there are also disadvantages to having too many people.

For example, now, Ning Tao's speed is too fast, and the crowd often hurts his own people. Ning Tao's pace is too fast, he doesn't stay in one place at all, and moves away in one strike.

Even if someone comes from a distance with a pistol, there is no way to take action. The place is too chaotic, and there are many horses lying on the ground with their arms folded and their stomachs covered.

Continuous screams rang out downstairs, quickly alerting the people inside. Three or two high-status men came out. Seeing this scene, they were almost heartbroken. They handed the gun in their hands to the younger brother, and then

Rushing towards Ning Tao.

There are dozens of people here. If you can't stop one person, it won't make people laugh out loud.

Ning Tao, who was walking towards the room, suddenly felt a strong wind coming towards him. He subconsciously stepped aside, and a whirlwind leg carrying strong wind swept past him.

Just as he was about to regain his footing, another little leader grabbed his right hand with a small grapple.

Finally something substantial came out.

When Ning Tao saw this, he was not surprised at all. On the contrary, there was a hint of evil in the corner of his mouth. If Ding San's subordinates were all small-scale characters who were not worthy of being on the stage, he would really be disappointed.

Ning Tao snorted coldly as his right hand was captured. He turned his wrist and grabbed the opponent's arm. As soon as the blood baby in his body was stimulated, shocking spiritual power surged out and poured into his palm. When he suddenly shook, the name

The palm of the little boss was shaken with the sound of cracking bones.

Technique is very important, but it depends on who you are dealing with. Ning Tao uses force to defeat skill. No matter how many tricks you use, you can't stop my majestic power.

Compared with some veteran soldiers, he suffers from a lack of skills, but fortunately he has clairvoyance and spiritual power, which can make up for these shortcomings.

When the opponent retreated, he stepped forward and took one step forward. Ning Tao was like a ghost, running directly into the little boss's arms. He raised his elbow and hit the opponent's chest with a blow.

"Wow!"

Ning Tao's blow was nothing short of hateful, as the little boss spurted blood and flew backwards.

After destroying the opponent's fighting power, Ning Tao slipped and swarmed into the crowd again.

In the dark, there is no guarantee that there is a gun-wielding horseman somewhere, which can be regarded as a kind of protection among the crowd.

In just three to five minutes, there were more than 20 horse boys on the ground shouting in pain. The remaining five or six horse boys had no courage to go to the mall, and they all gave way to the road.

There was also a smart man lying on the ground, holding his arms and pretending to be injured, not daring to get up.

Seeing that there was no more obstruction, Ning Tao took a deep breath and quickly headed upstairs.

Through perspective, he had seen the two sides confronting each other upstairs. Seeing that Hua Linglong's life was not in danger for the time being, he was secretly relieved.

The other party seemed to have learned the lesson and no longer blocked him along the way, allowing him to reach the second floor easily.

"kindness?"

When he reached the corner of the stairs, Ning Tao suddenly stopped. With his perspective, he immediately saw three or four pistols facing the stairs at the corner, ready to fire at any time.

As expected, Ning Tao was worthy of being a gangster. Ning Tao paused for a moment, squinted his eyes for a moment, and then stopped.

Obviously, the opponent was waiting for him to take the bait. The opponent's move was pretty good. If one of them didn't check and went up hastily, I'm afraid four or five pistols would fire at the same time, and even he wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.

It's a pity that there are not so many chances in the world. Ning Tao is not only a monk, but also a clairvoyant. The other party's plan is destined to fail. With a little thought, he took off his coat.

Then when the sound of his footsteps sounded, the coat in his hand was suddenly thrown over.

Bang, bang, bang...

A series of gunshots rang out, accurately hitting Ning Tao's clothes.

Before these gun-wielding men could show their soft voices, another black shadow flashed around the corner.

"ah……"

Several people only felt pain in their bodies, and then they rolled down the corridor and screamed.

After taking care of these people, Ning Tao coughed and slowly walked up the steps and officially entered the hall.

The hall was in a mess, and there were seven or eight people lying on the ground. It looked lifeless. After looking at the two sides facing each other, Ning Tao smiled at Hua Linglong, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sorry, I'll do it."

It’s late, but it seems there’s still time!”

When he walked up to Hua Linglong and saw the dull look on her face, Ning Tao reached out and patted her shoulder, gave her a reassuring look, and then turned his gaze to the opposite side.

"Little brother is very skilled."

On the opposite side, Ding San looked at Ning Tao with a serious look on his face, his face was so serious that it was almost dripping with water, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

"So-so, it's because you're too weak."

Ning Tao waved his hands, looking embarrassed.

"Huh, but you injured so many of my brothers today. If you don't have an explanation, you may not be able to get out today."
Chapter completed!