Falling Pheasant J Inspection Bureau.

It's late at night.

In the huge hall on the first floor of the J Inspection Bureau, there were corpses everywhere, and blood had stained the entire hall floor, emitting a disgusting smell.

The smell of blood, the smell of viscera, mixed in.

Wei Xiaobao stood in the center of the hall, surrounded by twenty or thirty J Cha, all holding guns in their hands.

But no one dared to pull the trigger, because as soon as a shot was fired, someone would surely die, but it would never be the man who stood in the middle of the hall, like a grim reaper.

From the second floor to the hall on the first floor, from two or three hundred people to twenty or thirty people, no one knew what Wei Xiaobao had just experienced.

Even if he was sharpened with a knife that sharpened iron like clay, he had already curled up the blade after killing so many people, but he still stood upright, as if he would never fall.

There were people in the crowd shouting with guns up, as if to warn Wei Xiaobao to surrender immediately, but it sounded a little pale and weak, because no matter how you looked at it, Wei Xiaobao had the advantage.

Suddenly, Wei Xiaobao smiled, his blood-stained mask swaying, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but from the laughter, he could hear a trace of contempt that didn't need much explanation.

It's time to wrap it up.

After laughing, Wei Xiaobao suddenly moved, and rushed to the crowd again without warning, harvesting the only twenty or thirty souls left.

The screams rang out again, and another man fell, stumps and severed arms flying.

At this moment, three black cars roared to the door of the J Inspection Bureau, and more than a dozen black-clothed people quickly got out of the car, all with guns, and walked into the J Inspection Bureau quickly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

As a series of gunshots rang out, the remaining dozen or so J Cha instantly fell in a pool of blood.

So far, hundreds of J Cha have all been killed.

Wei Xiaobao slowly turned around and looked at the dozen or so black-clothed people who suddenly broke into the J Investigation Bureau.

"Wushuang is late, please punish the helmsman!"

The young man at the head knelt directly on one knee in a pool of blood and said with self-reproach.

The person who came was Wushuang.

Wei Xiaobao slowly took off his mask and looked at Wushuang who was kneeling on the ground.

"Why are you here?"

Wei Xiaobao looked at Wushuang and asked in a deep voice.

"I received the news that the chief helmsman had entered the J Inspection Bureau, and Yun Qinghe had set a trap for the chief helmsman J, so I came to support, but it was still too late. ”

Wushuang frowned and said with a solemn expression.

"Where is Yun Qinghe now?!"

Wei Xiaobao looked at Wushuang with a cold voice.

"It should be on the way here, he shouldn't know what happened here, he must have thought he succeeded. ”

Wushuang said in a deep voice.

"Let's go, I'll meet him!"

Wei Xiaobao said, walked outside, and casually threw the blood-stained mask in a pool of blood.

Wushuang got up and quickly followed behind Wei Xiaobao with more than a dozen of his subordinates.

……

A certain street.

More than a dozen cars roared in the direction of the Falling Mountain Chicken K Inspection Bureau, mighty and magnificent.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and the driver of the car driving in front was shot in the eyebrow and died instantly.

The sedan suddenly lost control and crashed directly into the roadblock on the side of the road, rolled over and blocked the way.

Then there was a braking sound, and more than a dozen cars stopped, but I inevitably had a collision of various sizes.

The scene was a little chaotic for a while, and dozens of black-clothed people got out of the car, vigilantly observing the surroundings.

In the dark, Wei Xiaobao walked out slowly with Wushuang and the others, stopping in the middle of the road.

"Who?!"

Seeing Wei Xiaobao and the others who suddenly appeared, the other party looked over in a panic and asked loudly, someone had already taken out a gun.

"Kill!"

Wei Xiaobao did not hesitate, gritted his teeth and spit out a word from his mouth.

"Bang!

As soon as the words fell, the gunshot rang out, and Wushuang had already moved! As the gunshots rang out, someone on the other side had already fallen, and then Wushuang had already rushed into the crowd with people, starting another round of hand-to-hand combat.

Wushuang is worthy of being the strongest killer in the Falling Mountain Chicken Hongmen, with strong strength, and even the subordinates he brought are all highly skilled.

As soon as he looked at him, he made a judgment from above, the other party was not an opponent at all, if it weren't for the large number of people, it is estimated that he would have lost his armor long ago.

But because of the large number of people, there was no way to use a gun, and I was forced to have no choice but to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Wei Xiaobao didn't make a move, and quietly appeared in the middle of the road, watching everything coldly. It is not only testing Wushuang, but also making Wushuang stand upright.

Since Yun Qinghe was unwilling to surrender, he could only find someone to replace him.

As time passed, there were few dozen black-clothed men left on the other side, and the defeat was decided.

Just as someone was about to turn around and flee in the car, another person came out of the darkness, and in the flash of cold light, he killed several people in a row.

The knives are back!

Thanks to the addition of the knife, the scuffle ended quickly, and dozens of men in black were all killed!

"Find him!"

Wei Xiaobao slowly walked past the corpses all over the ground, and said as he walked into the group of cars.

Wushuang understood, led people to inspect each car, and soon dragged out an obese middle-aged man from a business car, pulled him in front of Wei Xiaobao, kicked the man's calf, and made him kneel in front of Wei Xiaobao.

It's none other than Yun Qinghe, who thinks he has succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

"Wushuang! You traitor, you dare to betray Hongmen! The people of Hongmen will definitely kill you!"

Yun Qinghe glared at Wushuang who was standing behind him, and shouted hoarsely.

But as soon as the words fell, a force that could move mountains had already hit Yun Qinghe's body! Immediately afterward, I saw him kneel directly on the ground and fly upside down, slamming on the roof of a car in the distance, and spitting out a mouthful of blood on his back.

The person who shot was Wei Xiaobao.

Wei Xiaobao slowly withdrew the kick he kicked out, and walked towards Yun Qinghe with an expressionless face, once again exuding a tragic murderous aura from his body.

"Chief helmsman, I know it's wrong, spare me, I don't dare anymore, I'm your dog from now on, I must be obedient......"

Yun Qinghe cried with a sad face, looked at Wei Xiaobao who was getting closer and closer, and pleaded, even he didn't know what he said.

"It's late, I warned you, starting today, the Falling Mountain Chicken Hongmen has changed hands!"

As Wei Xiaobao spoke, he had already walked in front of Yun Qinghe, and slapped Yun Qinghe's chest lightly without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, under the stunned eyes of everyone, they saw that Yun Qinghe's entire body suddenly shattered, and there was no corpse.

Transform into bones!

and thou shalt not live.

Xiaodao had already seen it, but Wushuang on the side was dumbfounded, looking at Wei Xiaobao in horror, unable to believe his eyes.

In the past, he thought he was very strong, but when he saw Wei Xiaobao today, he suddenly felt that he was as small as a speck of dust.