Yang Dingtian smiled, suddenly jumped, stepped on the wall and rushed over.

There are cameras in the corridor, and the surveillance can naturally see the footage of Yang Dingtian stepping on the wall and running wildly, but it will not be regarded as a supernatural, but he opened his mouth wide in surprise and shouted: "It is Chinese kung fu, it seems to be a light skill in Chinese legends, Willy Willy Goth......"

The monitoring personnel have become fans of Yang Dingtian, but the flying squirrel gang has a black face, and the previous middle-aged man is the nightclub manager Bingjiesi, who gritted his teeth and ordered repeatedly: "Surround him up and down, never let him escape, get on the AK, at any cost, Lao Tzu is not today." ”

The leader of the Flying Squirrel Gang is named Leon, who is not in the nightclub at this time, and receives a call from Binjies, who is furious: "I'll come right away, I hope I can hear your good news when I come." ”

Binkup gritted his teeth and swore, "I'll break him to pieces." ”

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is always skinny.

Binjie was furious, and at all costs, he asked all the customers to leave, gathered the gunmen, and surrounded Yang Dingtian.

But Yang Dingtian is like a flexible loach in a rotten quagmire, ghostly, slippery and hands-free.

He was scurrying around the nightclub, refusing to leave, and there was no support, but he was alone, and the hundreds of gunmen gathered by Binkiel couldn't catch him.

When Leon arrived, the shootout continued, Yang Dingtian had nothing to do, but the gunmen who killed and wounded Yang Dingtian had as many as dozens of people.

Yang Dingtian's marksmanship is actually quite good, but the accuracy of the pistol is touching, although there are many gunners who hit because of his fast hand, but there are not many who really hit the key point with one shot, so although there are many injuries, there are actually only a dozen deaths.

But this result has already made Binkup extremely ashamed, and even made Leon roar like thunder: "Transfer people, transfer a group of masters, seal all the streets outside, no matter what, I want him to die here." ”

He is the boss of the Flying Squirrel Gang, his determination is irresistible, and no one will object, in fact, not only Leon, but all the people of the Flying Squirrel Gang from Bingjie down, all of them feel disgraced.

Nightclubs, there are people who make trouble almost every day, but I have never encountered Yang Dingtian kicking his nose to the sky and making trouble in the heavenly palace.

If so many people can't take Yang Dingtian tonight and let him escape, the face of the Flying Squirrel Gang will be lost, and there will be no face in Coco City in the future.

But many things in this world are not transferred by human subjective will, although Leon was furious and mobilized a full 300 gunners, and most of them were elite gunners in the Flying Squirrel Gang, who surrounded the nightclub to death, but he failed to take Yang Dingtian.

One night passed, hundreds of dead and wounded gunmen of the Flying Squirrel Gang, but Yang Dingtian was still sneaking around in various rooms, as if the Flying Squirrel Gang was not the Flying Squirrel Gang, but a rice tank, and Yang Dingtian was a little mouse that fell into the rice tank, it was so hateful, and it was so slippery.

Finally, at dawn, Yangdingtian finally disappeared.

Leon was furious at the flight of Yang Dingtian, but he was also relieved.

It's really too tormenting, hundreds of people, in their own nest, can't handle one person, it's too embarrassing.

Dealing with the aftermath, and at the same time ordering to find out Yang Dingtian's identity information, Leon swore that he must find out Yang Dingtian and break him into pieces.

Zeng Lu had come to Coco City to run errands before, and had dealt with the gang figures here, and after seeing the video sent by Leon, someone finally recognized Zeng Lu.

Zeng Lu's name instantly resounded through Coco City, and even spread to Netan City.

This is the purpose of Yang Dingtian.

Started Zeng Lu's name, let the CIA know, and finally came to the door.

Leon was a big rope in the whole city, but he couldn't find Yang Dingtian, and refused to give up, so he greeted the gang on the side of Netan City, and offered a heavy reward for Yang Dingtian's head.

But Yang Dingtian did not leave.

When the curtain fell, a car came to the door of another nightclub, the door opened, and Yang Dingtian Shi Ran walked down.

Looking up at the signboard on the huge light screen on the top of the nightclub, the corners of Yang Dingtian's mouth twitched: "This side is not near the sea, and it means a fishing fork." ”

In fact, he didn't know it, this is not a fishing fork, it's a hunting fork, and some tribes here can hunt lions alone.

The leader of the Black Fork Society, David, was a manor owner and was famous for his lion hunting, so David borrowed the name of his ancestor to found the Black Fork Society and set up a fork hunting flag.

That's right, this nightclub is controlled by the Black Fork Society, and it is bustling and lively, not under the Flying Squirrel Club's Flying Squirrel nightclub.

When Yang Dingtian entered the door, he didn't recognize it until he won eleven in a row at the gambling table, and found that something was wrong in the monitoring room, and called up the video sent by the flying squirrel, and he didn't face it.

The black fork will blow up in no time.

David was drinking in the nightclub, just one floor above the top of Yang Dingtian, and when he got the report, he slammed his glass: "Transfer Joseph's Black Fork Guard, surround people to death first, and wait for me to get his head to make a wine glass, and then go to have a drink with Leon, I must be very happy, hahaha." ”

But he soon stopped laughing.

His orders were strictly enforced, and there would be an elite guard called the Black Fork Guard, and there were not many people, just one hundred and twenty people, but they were the best of the best, and many of them were mercenaries who were old and fighting outside.

The overall strength of the Black Fork Society is not as good as that of the Flying Squirrel Gang, but its momentum is not under the Flying Squirrel Society, and the Black Fork Guard is a great contributor in the middle.

Excluding those on leave, the Black Fork Guard reached a hundred people, double layered above and below, surrounded inside and out, and then suddenly attacked.

The casino of the Black Fork Club is also two doors on the left and right, and the twelve Black Forks on both sides will be divided into groups of two, rushing in at the same time, instantly lined up in a horizontal line of twelve people, and each of the twelve people has an AK, and the table will be on fire according to the Yang Ding Tian.

Twelve AKs were fired at the same time, until each gun was empty, thirty rounds of **, three hundred and sixty rounds of bullets, sprinkled in an instant, the intensity of the fire, can really be described as raining bullets.

This was set up by Joseph, the captain of the Black Fork Guard, and David watched from the monitoring room.

In his mind, Yang Dingtian couldn't escape such a fire net no matter what.

But a miracle happened right under his nose.

The moment the black fork guard rushed in, lined up, hit horizontally, and hugged the fire, the figure of Yang Dingtian, who was sitting with his back to the door, suddenly disappeared.

Although David was staring at the screen, he couldn't see how Yang Dingtian's figure disappeared, and when he found Yang Dingtian's figure again, he found that Yang Dingtian was actually behind the Black Fork Guard.

"This can't be, how did he do it?" said David, barely believing his eyes.

Then, he watched, Yang Dingtian put the cigarette in his hand into his mouth, because the smoke was smoky, his eyes were still slightly squinted, and then he took out two pistols from his waist, fired both guns at the same time, and named the twelve black fork guards at the same time.