"Stop, who are you?" Outside the villa of the Vanity family, Muscle Hui stopped the car and was about to rush inside, but three big men in uniform immediately stopped him.

"Fuck you!" Muscle Hui ignored them at all, leaned over and grabbed a man, and with a slam lift, he lifted the man away.

The man who was lifted up fell heavily to the ground, and Muscle Hui's right fist was clenched tightly, and it suddenly smashed on the door of another man's face, and the face was deformed with one punch. The man was knocked down by a punch, and it was already difficult to stand up with a kiss on the ground.

"Come on, stop Lao Tzu!" Muscle Hui roared at the remaining man, who was as strong as a hungry wolf. He glared at the man in front of him, he would not show mercy to those who wanted to stop him, and he had actually shown mercy to his subordinates, and the gun in his arms was not taken out.

The man still had a baton in his hand, but he trembled at the two fallen companions and the fierce appearance of Muscle Hui, and instead stepped back and retreated.

Muscular Hui glared at him coldly, and instead of attacking again, he rushed into the courtyard of the villa.

"Flashy, flashy!"

Muscle Hui rushed into the villa and shouted, and a group of bodyguards rushed into the villa. They couldn't help but fight with Muscle Hui, and the five big men with their backs stepped forward first, holding a baton in their hands and waving it fiercely at Muscle Hui.

Muscle Hui retreated sharply, dodging the waving batons, and then violently raised his feet and swept wildly to knock down several people in front of him. And just as he lowered his body as he swept out of his legs, a very fast bodyguard picked up a baton and slammed it into his face.

Muscle Hui was knocked over with a stick, half of his face instantly turned purple, and bright red blood overflowed from his nostrils and the corners of his eyes. He rolled twice on the ground and then stood up, madly rushing at the bodyguards again.

Muscle Hui's desperate rush made these bodyguards a little helpless, and a man who didn't have time to dodge was hit on the lower abdomen by Muscle Hui and flew out directly. At this moment, Muscle Hui's body turned, grabbed the head of a bodyguard, pulled it hard, raised his knee and hit the bridge of the bodyguard's nose.

"Ah~"

With a scream, the bridge of the man's nose shattered, and the person also flipped out.

"Shoot him!" At this time, the bodyguards were also angry, and shouted loudly in Vietnam, and several bodyguards picked up their guns and were about to shoot muscles.

"Stop!" At this time, a crisp girl's voice suddenly appeared, it was Zheng Yan, she ran out in horror, and hurriedly ran to Muscle Hui's side, "Brother Hui, what's wrong?"

Muscle Hui's face was smashed with blood by a man's baton just now, and half of his face was purple, looking a little hideous.

"I want to see your father, Brother Huan is in danger!" Muscle Hui smacked a mouthful of blood and said to Zheng Yan panting.

When Zheng Yan heard that Li Huan was in danger, she was so anxious that she almost cried, so she pulled her muscles and rushed into the hall of the villa.

"Father, father!" Zheng Yan shouted.

Flashy and dressed in a suit with an expressionless face came down from the second floor, looking at Muscle Hui and Zheng Yan coldly.

"Mr. Vanity, Brother Huan is now surrounded and killed by Qi Tian's people, please help. You know that Brother Huan is Qi Tian's son, and now that Qi Tian is in a coma, only you can help explain to those elders who are friends with him, only you can save Brother Huan's life!" Muscle Hui ignored the blood on his chin and looked at the vanity anxiously.

After Fuhua went downstairs and sat down on the luxurious wooden sofa in the living room, he looked at Muscle Hui and said in a deep voice: "He Li Huan even wants to kill his father, and now everything is his own fault!"

"But you know that if Qi Tian is awake, he definitely doesn't want to kill Brother Huan!"

"I'm not Qi Tian, I don't know what he's going to do, please leave!" Flashy looked at Muscle Hui with hatred, he had never forgiven Muscle Hui because Muscle Hui killed his best friend Yarong's only son, Yago.

"Mr. Flashy, please!" Muscle Hui's expression was full of pain, and he suddenly knelt in front of Flashy.

"You killed Yago, and Li Huan's friend Blood Shadow's killer killed my best friend Yarong, why do you want me to help you!" Fuhua was enraged, stood up and picked up the ashtray and smashed it on Muscle Hui's head, roaring, "If we didn't owe Qi Tian a life back then, I would have killed you a long time ago!"

A large stream of blood suddenly came out, rolling down Muscle Hui's forehead, the blood blurred Muscle Hui's eyes, and his body couldn't help but tremble, but he didn't say a word when he knelt on the ground.

"Father, what are you doing!" Zheng Yan hurriedly snatched the blood-stained ashtray in Fuhua's hand and looked at Muscle Hui distressedly.

"Mr. Flashy, I don't read much, I'm a rough person. I understand that killing people pays for their lives, as long as you go to save Brother Huan now, my life is yours!" Muscle Hui trembled all over, and his speech was no longer coherent, he took out a gun and put it in front of Flash.

"Brother Hui, no!" Zheng Yan also knelt in front of the flash, crying and pleading, "Father, save Brother Huan!"

The flashy face was suffocated with anger, if he had been before, he would have saved Li Huan without hesitation, but he couldn't let go of the death of Yago's father and son. He's paying what he owes, but he's enough, and he won't help this time!

"I don't want to see you, get out!" Vanity ignored Muscle Hui and Zheng Yan who were kneeling on the ground, turned around and walked down the stairs to the second floor.

"Stop. At this time, Zheng Yan's eyes were cold, and he picked up the gun that Muscle Hui put down and stood up.

"You're going to kill your father for Li Huan?" Fuhua looked back, and suddenly his heart twitched, and his most distressed palm Pearl Fuli held the gun with both hands and pointed it at himself.

"Father, please save Brother Huan, you can do whatever you want your daughter to do in the future!" Zheng Yan's tears kept rolling down, and the gun in his hand shook slightly and pointed at her father.

"I'm determined not to help this time, if you're going to kill me, shoot me!" Vanity refused again, and he turned around and walked slowly upstairs.

The gun in Zheng Yan's hand tightened and tightened, but in the end, she still couldn't shoot her father ruthlessly.

"Brother Hui, Brother Hui, how are you?" Zheng Yan, who put down the gun, turned around and found that Muscle Hui had fallen to the ground twisted, his body trembling vigorously and unconscious.

Dixiong's office, at the moment there is almost no figure in a huge building, and in the office on the top floor of the twenty-eighth floor, Li Huan is quietly swallowing his favorite classic 1956.

At this time, hundreds of gunmen had already emerged downstairs, all armed and carrying all kinds of guns in their hands, and marched up the stairs of the building.

These people are the top killers of the No. 1 terrorist organization in Southeast Asia, the Night Walkers, known as the bloodiest killers who fight for their faith.

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