Jinmen Port Pier No. 6, midnight.

The iron door was closed, and an old man sat beside it, yawning, holding a radio to his ear.

The melodious female voice of the local opera wafted out, revealing a bit of weirdness.

There are neat containers stacked on the yard, the highest stacked to six floors.

Beside the shore stands a small five-story building with white walls, and only a few windows on the third floor are lit.

A work light hangs from the huge crane to illuminate the entire wharf.

Several cars were parked a few hundred meters away from the pier.

"Master, I sent someone to search Jinmen for five days, and now it is basically certain that this is the headquarters of the blood organization. ”

Inside a Coaster, Fuwang, who was sitting opposite Lin Feng, said: "The periphery has been watching for a day, and there are no people coming in and out. ”

"Got it. ”

Lin Feng said to the mountain ghost sitting next to him, "Be careful. ”

"The host was reassured. ”

The swarthy mountain ghost wearing a flower shirt said with his head bowed.

Recently, he has been experiencing life on Nanhai Island, playing at the beach all day long, and he is quite happy.

The mountain ghost got up and got out of the car, and his mouth made a song similar to that of a bird.

The doors of several nearby commercial vehicles were opened in unison, and the six of the seven ghosts got out of the car.

Now the seven ghosts are dressed in a very different way from before.

The Weeping Ghost was dressed in a mix of major luxury brands, and his hair was permed and dyed in the latest style, and he was sobbing quietly.

"Hey, hey. ”

The laughing ghost giggled and put his arm around the shoulder of the crying ghost.

"Go, I'm here to protect my master. ”

The slacker lay in the car, only showing a head and said slowly.

"Damn! I'm going crazy these days! I have to kill today!"

The furious ghost panted.

During this period of experiencing life, I have been enduring my temper, and my face is holding back a big bag.

"There must be a lot of good stuff in this dock. ”

The greedy man licked his lips and carried a huge hiking bag on his back, which he was ready to carry things.

The hungry ghost has a leg of mutton in his left hand and an elbow in his right hand, and his mouth is full of oil.

The lewd man dyed his purple hair, wore a scumbag standard fashion brand, had two big bags under his eyes, and kept yawning.

"Let's go. ”

The mountain ghost waved his hand and made a sound of breaking the air.

A group of seven people walked towards the pier.

Lin Feng and Fuwang sat in the car, looking at the backs of the seven ghosts through the window.

When the Seven Ghosts were about to reach the iron fence of the dock, the angry ghosts suddenly accelerated and sprayed away, and in the blink of an eye, they smashed into the iron gate like a cannonball.

"Dang!"

Directly smashed the iron door out of a big hole and burst in.

"Who?"

The old man who was sitting next to the gate asked slowly.

"The ghost who took your life. ”

The angry ghost slapped the old man on the head.

"Smack!"

The old man seemed to inadvertently greet him with the radio in his hand, and was slapped to pieces by the angry ghost.

The old man then fell backwards, pressed against the back of the chair, leaned back, and kicked from the bottom up, right in the chin of the angry ghost.

The angry ghost's body was swept backwards by the kick and flew backwards, and he fell to the ground and lay still.

"Oh, I can't help myself. ”

The old man said with a sneer.

He stood up slowly, and looked at the six ghosts who came over with his hands behind his back.

"What are you here for?"

The old man asked.

calmly and indifferently, he didn't take these six strange-shaped guys in his eyes at all.

"Kill someone, kill everyone here. ”

The mountain ghost said seriously, looking a little honest.

"Heh, just a few of you?"

The old man smiled disdainfully: "Unless you can pass my level!"

As soon as the words fell, the angry ghost lying not far away suddenly burst out, and smashed his whole body at the old man.

"Huh, aren't you dead?"

The old man was a little surprised, twisting his body was a roundhouse kick.

"Click!"

The old man's leg was broken.

He clearly felt that he had obviously kicked the other party in the chest.

But it was like kicking on a steel plate.

Coupled with the huge force of the opponent smashing into him, he kicked and connected, forming a reaction force that collided with each other.

This tremendous force broke the old man's leg without any suspense.

"Ahh

The old man with only one leg left fell to the ground, clutching the broken leg, and the folds of his aching face were stretched.

"What do people call this kind of person now?"

The mountain ghost glanced at the old man, and walked in the footsteps of the old man.

"Silly fork!"

The laughing ghost said with a smile.

"Who the hell are you!"

The old headache's face turned pale and asked in a hissed voice.

The mountain ghost ignored him and walked directly towards the small white building.

The five ghosts behind him scattered in three directions.

"The one who is going to die, what's the use of knowing!"

The angry ghost grabbed the old man's head with one hand and pulled him up.

"What are you going to do?"

The old man struggled with the pain and punched the angry ghost in the face.

The furious ghost didn't dodge, letting the punch come to his face.

Hold the old man's head with one hand and press the old man's shoulder with the other.

Directly tear the old man diagonally.

Before the old man could let out a scream, he became two.

"Cool!"

The angry ghost arose, and tore the old man into four, eight, and sixteen pieces one after another...

When the mountain ghost walked to the bottom of Xiaobai's building, the lights in several windows on the third floor suddenly went out.

"The response is fast. ”

The mountain ghost pushed open the door, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

"Ding!"

"Brush!"

A flurry of sparks lit up.

The mountain ghost had an extra knife in his hand, and looked at the person in front of him who took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

He looks like he is in his forties, wearing a black tunic, combing his 28-minute hair, which was popular in the last century, and holding a slender Tang knife in both hands.

It's just that the blade on the side of the Tang knife has been smoothed.

Just now, his knife slashed at the mountain ghost's face door, and the mountain ghost pulled out the knife to block, and while unloading the opponent's strength, the knife brushed the blade of the Tang knife.

A string of sparks collided, smoothing out the otherwise sharp blade.

"Who's coming?"

The man in the tunic shouted coldly.

"The one who killed you. ”

The mountain ghost looked up at the roof and asked, "How many people are there up there?"

"No comment!"

The man in the tunic stabbed again.

Pointing directly at the throat of the mountain ghost.

The mountain ghost's body did not move, and when the tip of the knife was about to touch the Adam's apple, its neck suddenly bent to the side, dodging the tip of the knife.

The blade grazed his skin an inch, and the mountain ghost reached out to hold it.

"Bang Bang!

The knife broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

The man in the tunic was slightly stunned, his wrist was grabbed by the mountain ghost, and he pulled it violently.

"Poof!"

The knife in the hand of the mountain ghost stabbed into the heart of the man in the tunic suit.

The man in the tunic stiffened his body suddenly, and his head hung down.

The mountain ghost pulled out the knife and pushed the corpse aside, shook off the blood on the knife, and walked to the staircase.

"Whoosh!"

A short arrow came at him, and the mountain ghost dodged sideways and threw the knife out of his hand.

"Dangchang!"

A man with a compound bow slid down the stairs.

A knife stuck in his chest.

The mountain ghost bent down and drew his knife, raised his legs and stepped up the stairs.