This created time for Murong Yunhai to escape.

Murong Yunhai is like a young hero Xiao Nezha stepping on Hot Wheels, running fast is called a fast speed, this kind of speed, it is not a problem to participate in the Olympic Games.

"What should I do? Murong Yunhai ran away!" Wang Yuandao.

"Kill these people, go after them!" Yang Xiaotian said in a deep voice, "She can't run, today she has no way to go to the sky, no door to the ground, and it is difficult to fly with wings!"

Yang Xiaotian is not in a hurry.

The direction of Murong Yunhai's running is very clear.

There's nothing wrong with a few minutes of delay.

Where there are footprints, there will be traces.

It is not difficult to follow the traces to find Murong Yunhai.

Yang Xiaotian has already made up his mind, even if he scrapes the entire New York City today, he will catch Murong Yunhai, or kill him!

Burst!

Rumble!

Card!

Several masters fell to the ground!

Someone is crippled!

Someone lost their lives.

Someone was lucky and just fainted.

The master under Yang Xiaotian's command, the master of Murong Yunhai, who had already solved the roadblock, tracked directly in the direction of Murong Yunhai. Avanti led the team, there was no problem at all, Avanti was a super-first-class hunter, and Murong Yunhai was his long-cherished prey, he would not let his prey slip away under his nose.

Yang Xiaotian looked at the battle in the bar again, the Hongmen soldiers had already gained the upper hand, pressing the young people of the Dionysian Gang to fight, and the young people of the Dionysian Gang were defeated. The young people of the Dionysian Gang are no longer there, except for a few guys with a bit of kung fu, most of them have fallen to the point of holding their heads and scurrying.

Especially the guy who played Bruce Lee, the whole person was lying on the ground, and the nunchucks were caught around his own neck. He lay down in a large shape, and there were always people from the Dionysian Gang and the warriors of the Hongmen stepping on him, he was already unrecognizable, needless to say, and the beige tracksuit on his body also turned black, and it looked like he hadn't washed it for two hundred years.

As soon as Yang Xiaotian saw this situation, he knew that the victory here was decided, and the fall of the Dionysian Gang was only a matter of time. However, Yang Xiaotian was merciful, and at this time he instructed everyone: "Hold the bow to be strong, and use the arrow to be long." Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. There is a limit to killing, and the nations have their own borders. If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more? Try not to kill people. A few of you, come with me to capture the thief and capture the king first!"

After that, Yang Xiaotian waved his hand.

He took the lead, and took his bodyguards with black umbrellas to track down Murong Yunhai. This entire Bacchus Gang doesn't mean anything to Yang Xiaotian, and Murong Yunhai means a lot to Yang Xiaotian!

Yang Xiaotian doesn't like to have enemies disgusting himself from time to time, although these enemies can't cause any mortal danger to Yang Xiaotian, but they are disgusting enough to disturb people's purity. Think about it, on a cool summer night, you lie on a cold mat, just drink a glass of chilled milk, and are about to fall asleep, when an annoying mosquito suddenly buzzes in your ears. What's even more annoying is that this mosquito still wants to suck your blood and bite you all the time, although this mosquito can't kill you, but don't you want to slap this mosquito to death?

Dafan is a normal person, when facing a mosquito infestation, his first thought is to slap the mosquito to death. If the mosquito doesn't die, a good night will destroy the mosquito.

Murong Yunhai is the nasty mosquito to Yang Xiaotian, although it can't cause fatal damage to Yang Xiaotian, but it can only disgust Yang Xiaotian.

If you don't kill this mosquito, Yang Xiaotian is uncomfortable.

Yang Xiaotian is such a person, he doesn't like the existence of enemies, and anyone who is an enemy of Yang Xiaotian has been recorded in Yang Xiaotian's enemy book.

Eradicate them one by one, and sooner or later they can be eradicated.

Yang Xiaotian followed the direction of Murong Yunhai's retreat and entered the room behind the bar.

This is actually a gym, the gym is fully equipped, the old gramophone is still playing plastic records, and the music is actually "Jasmine". However, the sound is very low, and outside the gym, it is basically inaudible.

There is no road in the gym, but there is another room, and Yang Xiaotian's bodyguard is very knowledgeable and takes the lead in exploring the way for Yang Xiaotian.

"There is no danger. The bodyguard said.

Yang Xiaotian walked into the room.

The room was dimly lit.

A room illuminated by an incandescent lamp was bleak.

The floor of the room is one manhole cover after another.

"What do I think, there is a smell of blood, a very pungent and uncomfortable kind here. Yang Xiaotian frowned.

"This is supposed to be the place where the Dionysian Gang disposes of the corpses, this underground is the deepest sewer in New York, after killing someone, use strong acid and other corrosive liquids to corrode the corpse and then impact the sewer!" A bodyguard pointed to the hose tied to the faucet in the corner and said, "This is supposed to be the water that washes the corpses, and those plastic buckets in the corner also smell of residual nitrous acid and sulfuric acid." This is the smell of sin. ”

Yang Xiaotian was quite surprised, and said, "You are so clear about this, have you done this before?"

The bodyguard said, "I used to be a detective. ”

Yang Xiaotian said with a smile: "In my team, it is really Crouching Tiger......, Hidden Dragon! Sewer?"

It turns out that there is no road in this room.

Just the wall to the left of the room, is an intricately designed mechanism, a cement door disguised as a wall. Now that the cement door is ajar, either when Murong Yunhai escaped, it was too late to close, or Su Ye and the others deliberately left it for Yang Xiaotian.

The inside of the open cement door was pitch black, and there was a rancid smell, and with the help of the light of the incandescent lamp, Yang Xiaotian could see that it was obviously a sewer inside.

"New York's sewer system is so large and complex that many people live in the sewers. The bodyguard said again.

"Someone lives in the sewers?" Yang Xiaotian was a little strange.

"The number of homeless people in the United States is 2 million, in fact, there are 5 million homeless people in North America, this kind of country where capital is king, rich people live in heaven, live in the spotlight, and enjoy all the glory. The destitute are left on park benches and in the sewers of cities. "Now that winter is here, the park benches and tents are unusable, and people are prone to freezing to death at night, and there have been recent killings on the subway." So the warm sewer has become the best choice for many homeless people. ”

Yang Xiaotian sighed: "Capitalist countries are really cruel, I will set up some industry in the United States in the future and provide some jobs for these poor people." It's not easy for you to be human! Uh, by the way, what's your name?"

The bodyguard said: "My name is Li Zhi, a member of the Hongmen, and I used to be a private detective. ”

Yang Xiaotian patted Li Zhi on the shoulder and said, "I remember you - by the way, did you bring a flashlight?"