At five o'clock in the morning, at the darkest time before dawn, six Teana cars quietly drove towards the gate of Repulse Bay No. 13.

There were five men and women in black sitting in each car, their bodies were straight and their expressions were cold, exuding a fierce and murderous aura.

One of the men with a broken arm was looking down at the tablet in his lap.

It has a floor plan of the villa that has been handed back not long ago, the strength of the guards, and photos of Song Hongyan's mother and daughter.

He scattered the information and dropped the computer under his seat.

The middle-aged man looked at the villa that came into view, and his eyes flashed:

"Ye Fan, the shame you have made us suffer, I will get it back tenfold and hundredfold tonight. ”

"I can't kill you, but I can abuse your woman, kill your woman, and let you live in pain for the rest of your life. ”

"Doctor Child, phew, Lao Tzu will make you a green-haired doctor tonight. ”

Yamamoto Lang, a veteran of the Yangguo Martial Arts League, led Miyamoto Danma to fight against Wutong Mountain.

In that decisive battle, Yamamoto Lang originally wanted to have a good time, but as a result, the entire mission was killed or injured by the nine thousand years old.

He was also deterred by the nine thousand years old and broke off his arm.

This time, Ye Fan rushed thousands of miles to kill Chiba Zhenxiong, which made the black and white of Yangguo extremely angry, which was far more shameful than losing the game in the Blood Medicine Gate.

So in the end, a death squad was formed to deal with Ye Fan, and he was ready to come to a thousand-mile raid to seek justice.

It's a pity that Ye Fan's caution and strong strength have made Yamahonro never find a gap to attack.

They are not afraid of death, but they want it to be meaningful.

Therefore, he inadvertently obtained the traces of Song Hongyan's mother and daughter, and learned that they were important to Ye Fan, so he immediately gathered the Sakura Killer to attack.

Yamahonro has already decided that he must kill all the guards, and then spoil Song Hongyan's mother and daughter a hundred times, and at the same time record a video to stimulate Ye Fan fiercely.

They can't take revenge openly, they can only use this means to vent their evil anger.

Moreover, Song Hongyan stabbed the blood doctor in Nanling, and this old account must also be settled.

As for what the consequences, Yamamoto didn't bother to think about it.

Now he just wants to enter the villa and capture Song Hongyan alive......

"Whew-"

At 5:10 a.m., all the cars were parked in front of the villa.

Although the headlights are all covered with a layer of paper, which weakens the long-range stimulation of the light, it can still give people a fierce killing intent.

The door opened, and Yamamoto and the others all put on their masks and pulled out their katanas from the trunk.

At the same time, a Toyota on the opposite side opened the door, and a man from Yangguo ran out.

He said respectfully to Yamamoto: "Yamamoto-kun!"

This is the spy sent by Yamamoto Lang to keep an eye on Song Hongyan.

Yamahonro asked coldly, "What's the situation?" Did Song Hongyan go out?"

The Yangguo scout respectfully responded:

"No, their mother and daughter have been inside, and I saw through my binoculars that Song Hongyan's Ferrari was parked at the entrance of the main building, and the twelve bodyguards were also on duty normally. ”

"I also hacked into their camera and found that Song Hongyan was talking on the phone at 11 o'clock last night, and took her daughter into the bedroom on the second floor to sleep at 12 o'clock. ”

"So I'm sure they're in the villa. ”

"By the way, I have done my tricks on the surveillance at the door and along the way, and I have also cracked the electronic lock of the iron door. ”

"Yamamoto-kun can go straight in at any time. ”

He was very confident in reporting the situation, and took out a screenshot of the hall surveillance video, which was the back of the charming Song Hongyan returning to the house.

"Very good!"

After confirming that Song Hongyan was inside, and seeing the woman's delicate body again, Yamamoto Lang's blood rolled over, and he felt that his breathing was short.

He was desperate to rush in and kill.

Yamamoto turned around and shouted at the thirty cherry blossom killers:

"Kurosawa, you take two brothers to guard the gate, Kato, you take two brothers to guard the back door. ”

Yamamoto gave instructions to the thirty killers:

"And you, you, you, go and guard the intersection at both ends of the villa for me, and don't let the patrol or security guard come. ”

"The remaining twenty-one brothers rushed into the villa with me. ”

His voice was extremely low: "Except for Song Hongyan's mother and daughter, the rest of the bodyguards and servants will kill and kill me." ”

"Fight quickly, and make sure to complete the attack before dawn. ”

Thirty Sakura Killers whispered in unison, "Hey!"

"Do it!"

Yamamoto gave an order.

His broadsword was hungry and thirsty.

"Yes!"

As soon as his command was given, thirty Sakura Killers immediately moved and pounced on the villa without saying a word.

The defenders of the road, the goals of the breaks, the strikers of the strikers, although the number of people is small, but they show tacit understanding one by one.

It seems that the chaotic progress is carried out, but in fact, on the way, they always follow Yamoto to lock the main building, showing their well-trained.

During this period, several wolf dogs found out that they were about to roar, but they were slashed and killed by Yamamotoro.

Crisp and neat, and imposing.

Yamamoto Lang and they are like entering a no-man's land.

It's just that they are bent on abusing Song Hongyan's mother and daughter, ignoring the fleeting dull movement behind them.

"Whoosh!"

In the shadows, the three cherry blossom killers guarding the intersection were about to disperse and hide under a tree, when they saw a black shadow rushing out of the darkness.

"Hmm-"

The three of them instinctively raised their heads to warn, but before they could move, a sword tip slashed their throats.

The three Sakura Killers wanted to roar and warn, but they couldn't make a sound because their trachea was cut.

They struggled and then slowly fell to the ground.

Soon, the six Sakura killers who were guarding the front and back doors were also silently cut throats, and then their bodies were quietly dragged away.

If it weren't for the existence of a few drops of blood on the ground, I am afraid that people would not be able to believe that many people had just died here.

"Bang-"

Looking at Yamamoto Lang and them, who were still running without noticing, Dugu Yan calmly closed the iron door and closed the vitality of Yamamoto Lang......

Looking up, the morning breeze is like a knife.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

When they approached the main building like wolves, several Song bodyguards guarding the door of the villa immediately shouted when they saw the strange situation:

"Someone attacked! Someone attacked!"

They shouted as they hid inside: "Protect Mr. Song, protect Mr. Song." ”

"Damn! The rabble reacted pretty quickly. ”

When Yamamoto saw the Song bodyguards who had evacuated in a panic, he was surprised at how quickly they reacted, and he also evoked a faint sneer.

The Song clan is indeed unable to compare with their elite Yang Kingdom.

He waved his katana again and shouted, "Up!"

More than twenty men rushed to the main building with katanas.

They moved quickly and were well-trained, and they surrounded this small building in an instant, turning the Song family into turtles in the urn.

There are many knives and guns.

Yamamoto walked into the hall with eight Sakura Killers.

He shouted proudly at more than a dozen Song elites:

"Let Song Hongyan get out and speak. ”

"If you don't come out, I'll kill you all. ”

He is domineering.

Before the words fell, Yamamotoro's gaze condensed.

He found that Song Hongyan was right in front of him, and the woman was not hiding or panicking, but was busy in the semi-open kitchen.

She wore her long hair up, tied her apron, and held a rolling pin, and the steamer in front of her was steaming, as if she were making breakfast.

The wind was light, and the woman didn't care about the murderous atmosphere of the hall at all.

She also hummed a little tune in her mouth:

"The Han soldiers have been slighted, and the Quartet is singing, and the king is exhausted, and the concubine is ...... to talk about life."

Yamamotoro, who was familiar with the culture of Shenzhou, felt familiar, his ears froze, and then his face changed drastically:

"Ambush on all sides!"