At the same time, Zhao Pixiu, who put down his mobile phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of Aomori Golf with his hands behind his back, his expression was a little lost, although Luo Qingcang agreed to let him probe the bottom of this lone wolf, but he could feel what Luo Qingcang said.

himself, in Luo Qingcang's heart, can't compare to that lone wolf after all?

Zhao Pixiu suddenly felt that he was a little paranoid and serious, after all, as a person who knew a little bit about this story, he didn't seem to have a reason to dislike that wolf because of this.

Picking up the phone again, Zhao Pixiu dialed Wang Mang's number, and just said two words.

That's hands-on.

This night will not be peaceful, or the night in the rivers and lakes is already noisy.

Beicheng West Lane, this calm and peaceful alley, the atmosphere is unusually solidified at the moment, a trace of cold wind blowing, standing in the cold wind of nearly December, as if it can turn the air into ice.

An alley devoid of pedestrians, and the people on both sides are staring at each other like a beast that has found its prey.

Slowly putting down the phone, Wang Mang calmly looked at the lonely guy standing opposite, he couldn't imagine that he could bump into such a key person, maybe it was fate, or the fate that should not be mentioned.

But since it happened, he couldn't avoid all this, whether it was life or death, although it was a major question, but tonight, he would see it.

He slowly walked towards this lone wolf, and He Miao and Li Xionghuai behind him followed silently, and the night was slowly stretched by these three figures.

On the other side of Xicheng, a funeral came to an end, and this bastard, who was not very famous in Xicheng, left the rivers and lakes in a way that was enough for the scenery.

The identity of the guests who appeared at this funeral was transcendent, and the final finale was Wei Qinghe, the current acting president of the Dijiu Mansion, and then Hejing Chen Can and other Wei Jiu's former team were all present.

Until dark, this intensely prepared funeral finally ended, and if this is the last elegy given to a bastard by this Jianghu, then who is really singing praise?

At the moment when the funeral ended, Hejing, Chuangzi, Guanzi, and Chen Can walked out of Xicheng Cemetery together.

Each of the four had a sadness on their faces, something that is difficult to describe in words.

From entering this river and lake to touching the sky that Wei Jiu saw, several people may have experienced too many stories, and even at this moment, these stories have no intention of stopping.

It never ends, or never ends.

"The lone wolf entered the North City. He Jing said with an eye on it at this time.

Whether it is Chuangzi, Chen Can, or even Guanzi, they all know very well what He Jing's words represent, but they can only watch all this from a distance in the place where the Ninth Master fell, maybe this is a huge insult.

"After you go down, how are you going to face the Ninth Master. Chuang Zi said with a self-deprecating face, he found that he was too little ambitious, and even he felt strange to himself.

Chen Can lit a cigarette at this time, then squinted and took a puff, and said softly: "Tonight, I'm afraid that the wolf won't be able to hold on, Beicheng, but there is more than one Wang Tanzhi, and there is a big fish, a very terrible guy, although I don't know where that guy is." ”

He Jing listened to Chen Can's sentence, looked at the sky where some black clouds rolled down in Beicheng, and inexplicably remembered such a poem.

Black clouds crush the city.

"This time, it's the main one, but no matter what hegemonic means this guy has, it's just one person. He Jing said, and she also felt that this sentence might not be realistic.

No one contradicted it, and no one agreed.

It was also at this time that Wang Mang stood in front of this lone wolf and said in an almost yin and yang voice: "Two years ago, that is, at such a time, I solved Gongkuan and killed Wang Yanyu, and now I can send you to see Lord Yama, it is really a creation." ”

In a word, the expression of this lone wolf changed slightly, perhaps this is also the effect that Wang Mang wants.

But that subtle expression is just fleeting and difficult to understand, this is not what Wang Mang wants to see, but since he got the order of the Son of Heaven in Zhao Pixiu, he will not be merciful to such a number one in front of him, although this guy is put in Wang Tanzhi, he does not think that this lone wolf can face the three of them at the same time without falling behind.

Just because of Wang Mang's eyes, Li Xiongkui beside him moved, and the sharp *** crossed a perfect arc, and the speed was outrageous.

A silver light flashed, but there was no blood flower, the lone wolf had already disappeared in place, He Miao had already pounced, but the punch that came up directly fell on He Miao's chest, and the brute force dispersed, and He Miao directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although he received such a heavy blow, He Miao did not show frustration, because creating such a moment was the meaning of his shot.

At this time, Wang Mang had already touched it, and the huge fist bombarded Abin's shoulder, three punches in a row, two punches, and one punch was empty.

was beaten a few meters away by Wang Mang's terrifying power, and before this lone wolf could stabilize his body, Li Xiongkui had already killed him with ***, and the perfect cooperation of the three did not give this lone wolf any time to breathe.

None of them took the slightest bit of complacency because of the numerical advantage, perhaps because they knew what kind of existence the lone wolf in front of them was.

The continuous swing of the knife was dodged by this lone wolf who suffered from Wang Mang's iron fist, Li Xiongkui methodically forced this lone wolf into a corner, and just at the last moment, just when Li Xiongkui thought that he could cut the fur of this lone wolf, one hand broke through the darkness and screwed directly on Li Xiongkui's neck, so fast that Li Xiongkui almost did not react.

The dark sky was once again covered with a layer of black clouds, making the corners that could not be illuminated by the neon lights become invisible, and it was in that corner that a bloody battle slowly unfolded.

But no matter how much blood will be in that corner, it will eventually be completely washed away by the next heavy rain, so a bloody battle is inevitable.

Aomori Golf, Zhao Pixiu, who was wearing a black suit, got on a black Land Cruiser, and the girl with a black and white umbrella was sitting in the back seat.

Behind the cruiser, followed by two black Volkswagen Touron, this extremely low-key convoy was killed in the center of this bloody battle.

At the same time, the shareholders of Xicheng, where the dark web is located, received a text message at the same time.

Grand. Opened.