Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 548 Red Street Copy ([-])

Two corpses were dragged out of Shen Zhixi's room, and the bodyguards outside the room were already familiar with it.

On the other side, the black umbrella brought by Bingci was already in tatters, and pieces of the black cloth were torn off again.The inner silver ribs are exposed.

It was the first time she was so embarrassed while holding the black umbrella, her breathing was disordered, short and heavy.

The light in the eyes of those detainees is also gradually extinguished. How can a person who cannot save himself save us?
The movement of the staff in the club building caught Han Wu's attention, and the two followed the bodyguard all the way, and appeared in time at the moment when Bing Ci was about to fall under the siege of the crowd.

It has to be said that the joining of Han Wu and Yan Ji was a unilateral crush.

Han Wu picked up Bingci by the waist, and saw clearly the sickness on her face, her heart was swollen and painful, it is impossible for someone's strength to be hurt by these people, but why does she look so weak?

"After I'm done, you take Brother Qiu out first," Yan Ji blocked the next wave of attack for them.

Han Wu didn't even think about it, and he didn't care about Bingci's struggle, picked up the person and ran away, leaving Yanji here to fight alone.

Han Wu and Bingci didn't go far and bumped into Wang Koujun who they had met on the Red Street before.

Wang Koujun released the sense of oppression and made the people on the street flee in all directions, their faces were as silent as stagnant water.Lightning strikes can leave an eerie shadow on their faces.

Han Wu and Bing Ci looked at each other, and they both sensed the danger. Sure enough, those Wang Koujun were getting faster and faster, and finally chased them madly, with puddles of water splashing everywhere under their feet.

"I can't go away, they are coming for me," Bing Ci squeezed his palm again, enduring the discomfort and pushing Han Wu away.

Angrily, Han Wu pulled her closer to him, and said angrily, "Little brother is very capable, he can fight wherever he goes, and he can save face. Anyone who sees you wants to challenge you, but what do you mean by pushing me away?"

"If you're like this, you still try to be brave. What do you think of me? I'm not better than Yan Ji or your other friends?"

After Han Wu finished speaking, he pushed Bing Ci into the nearby shop, and locked it very quickly, and said with his mouth through a layer of glass: "Look carefully."

No matter how Bing Ci knocked on the door, it was useless.

Wang Koujun is well-trained, all of them have extraordinary skills, and the attack is swift and fierce. The fist sweeps with a fierce wind, and the fist falls and the legs follow closely, which makes people dare not take it lightly.

The scene in front of Bingci began to darken, his strength was drained like running water, his consciousness gradually lost, and he vaguely felt a needle prick in his palm, and he could feel a little bit of coolness around his palm.

Bingci's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if seeing a figure.

Han Wu, who was only separated by a door, was fighting fiercely with the group of Wang Kou troops.

At the same time, groups of men in black with golden cloud patterns embroidered on their arms appeared from nowhere.

The men in black are cruel, like cold and ruthless killing machines.

The bodyguards in the clubhouse fell to the ground without making a sound.

The men in black shot too fast, like phantoms appearing and disappearing, leaving only a pile of dead bodies when they left.

Yan Ji stood in the pool of blood, covering one eye with the palm of his hand, his silver-white hair fell down to cover his five fingers, and bright red blood ran down the back of his hand.

"Hehehe..." Strange laughter rang out incessantly, depressing, gloomy, creepy, blood-stained Yan Ji stepped on the corpse, opened the cell door slowly, and asked the people in the cell in a sickly tone, " Did you see anything?"

People who are not crazy will go crazy when they see him like this. This person was not like this at first, and suddenly... suddenly...

"Crazy...you are crazy...don't come here, ah—"

Yan Ji's eyes were gloomy, and every time he killed a mind, he would get a kind of almost abnormal pleasure.

I'm bloody, Bingci, I'm bloody again...

Yan Ji like this is terrifying!
(End of this chapter)