Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Final Deal

On the top of the drum tower, as the last person fell, this fierce beast that was killing finally stopped, exhaling deeply, the perfect coordination of one person and one shot, it was like a complete torture, Li Zhen's Deadpool was blocked at the staircase that could not play any advantage in numbers, and the rest of the armor fled frantically.

There is a very thorough smell of blood in the air, how should such a tragic situation end in front of you?

Luo Qingcang slowly turned his head, looking at the flowers blooming in blood red, the woman's expression was so calm in the face of this tragic situation, so calm that it made people stunned.

"If you stay, don't you want it to end?" Luo Qingcang took out the cigarette case with trembling fingers, but found that the cigarettes in the cigarette case had already turned bloody, and he threw the cigarette case away.

The woman shook her head and said, "I don't have that ability." ”

"Or are you going to take the opportunity to kill me?" Luo Qingcang smiled uninhibitedly, the blood on his upper body had been left with his pants, and every step could be walked out of a bloody footprint.

The woman glanced at everyone who had fallen to the ground and shook her head slightly.

"This game of chess has to be continued. Luo Qingcang left such a sentence, and strode up the stairs of the drum tower, but after walking a few steps, he remembered something, glanced at Su Zhongsheng, who was still breathing, and then turned his head and said to the woman: "Take him away, such a life, he shouldn't stay here." ”

"Luo Qingcang.. I don't need your mercy. Su Zhongsheng gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"It's not mercy, it's the cruelest thing, there are times when the dead are more comfortable than the living, and I want you to stay in this purgatory. After Luo Qingcang finished speaking, he turned around and left directly.

Incomparably chic.

After getting off the drum tower, he was finally able to get rid of the blood, Luo Qingcang strode directly to the exit of this street, every step was bloody, and finally when he was about to walk out of the drum tower street, he stopped, spit blood, desperately rummaging for something on his body, but there was not a single cigarette.

With the car lights lit up in the distance, Luo Qingcang squinted his eyes slightly, and slowly straightened up, like a killing god.

A black Mercedes-Benz S400 stopped in front of him, and the three people in the car looked at the man who was covered in blood on his upper body, and their eyes were full of a very inexplicable awe, as if they were looking at ghosts.

Three people got out of the car, Li Panruo, Chen Can, and Erlong.

The three of them stood in front of Luo Qingcang in this way, and it was the smallest and the most huge battle.

But a strange smile appeared on Luo Qingcang's face, he looked at Li Banruo who was standing in the middle of the three, and said, "Come to seek revenge?"

Li Panruo nodded, and after noticing that there was no one behind Luo Qingcang, he took out his cigarette case and said, "Where is the three-character sword?"

In one sentence, Luo Qingcang's thoughts returned to many years ago, but he broke free in an instant.

The torrent of the times can't break through everyone, at least there are people outside this story who have jumped out of the heavy shackles.

"Kill me, and you'll get something more useful than the three-word sword. Luo Qingcang said, looking at the cigarette case in Li Panruo's hand, and smiled bitterly.

Li Banruo slowly pulled out the dagger on his waist and lit a cigarette, he knew that this bloody battle could not be avoided, although Luo Qingcang in front of him was already in danger, he still understood the gap between them and Luo Qingcang.

Chen Can and Erlong were separated, and the three of them surrounded Luo Qingcang from three angles, like three hounds surrounding an injured Siberian tiger, and it seemed that neither side could get any benefit, so this would be an absolute bloody battle.

"Luo Qingcang, even if there is a chance of ten million, I will kill you. Li Panruo gritted his teeth and rushed towards Luo Qingcang step by step.

Luo Qingcang smiled and strode up to meet him.

It's another absolute contest.

The gunshots, the continuous gunshots, made the woman who was supporting Su Zhongsheng couldn't help but look at the other end of Gulou Street and slowly frowned, and finally she chose to stay away from the battlefield.

Ten minutes later, a phone call from Nancheng arrived in the capital, and the content was amazing.

Then five minutes later, a phone call was made from the capital to Xicheng.

In this storm, the Dijiu Mansion is like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, but in the struggle of a certain man, this lonely boat does not seem to sink into the sea easily.

It was Huang Danqing who received this call, she listened to the words of the person from Beijing on the other side of the phone, her expression slowly became solemn, at first she was still a little doubtful about the authenticity of this call, until she received the second call.

This time, her expression changed instantly!

In the end, Huang Danqing hung up the second call, she stood in place in a daze, followed by the third call, maybe this is the power on this rivers and lakes.

Luo Qingcang may be able to shatter Li Zhenyu overnight, and there are also people who can make the Beicheng dark web disappear out of thin air overnight.

Huang Danqing only felt that he had lost very nothing, and this dead end was instantly reversed by that bastard.

Almost everyone present saw the wonderful change in Huang Danqing's expression, and when he hung up the third call, Huang Danqing's expression was already full of dead ashes.

And upstairs, looking at the stopped crusade army, Wei Qinghe's expression was also a little puzzled, this was a battle without suspense, but at this time, it was a little more variable.

"Huangshi, let all the people on the dark web go back, something happened..."Huang Danqing said to Dong Huangshi beside him, his voice was full of powerlessness.

At this time, the fourth phone rang, and this time, the mobile phone in Huang Danqing's hand fell off, and he could hardly continue to stand in place.

It was the first time Dong Huangshi had seen Huang Danqing become like this, and when facing Luo Qingcang, Huang Danqing, who had never completely collapsed, was in a trance at this moment.

And at this moment, the mood is also closely mentioned, as well as Liu Xianxiang and others, what kind of call made Huang Danqing completely collapse.

"Luo Qingcang is dead..."Huang Danqing said word by word.

This time, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and the big flag fell like this, and the despair of this biggest hole card being played at the bottom of the kettle was enough to make people be instantly defeated.

"It's all messed up, it's all messed up. Liu Xianxiang looked at the Emperor Nine Building, which was still standing tall, and slowly clenched his fists, as if he had not surpassed him in the end.

Wei Qinghe, who was upstairs, received a phone call from Li Banruo.

"Three-character sword, I have already gotten it, now I am going to the capital, the Emperor Nine Mansion will not die, now how to play this game of chess, it depends on you." After Li Banruo finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, and when Wei Qinghe called again, the phone was already turned off.

In the end, the story ends completely with a small person?

The S400 leading to the capital, there were two people sitting in the back seat, and Chen Can's hands were trembling as he drove.

Li Panruo, the co-pilot, let out a long puff of smoke and glanced at the back seat.

One of the two people in the back seat is called Luo Qingcang, and the other is called Ma Wenrou!

What a terrible deal this was.