At seven o'clock in the evening, Sun Zhen welcomed the only survivor of the C City Office Team in his office.

When the man walked into the house, Lao Wang and Lao Shui stood firmly beside Sun Zhen, and the man wore a heavy mask and sat on the sofa opposite the door very relaxed.

The man's hoarse voice sounded directly, "How are you going to compensate us for those many lives?"

Sun Zhen looked at the man with a smile, and then gestured to Lao Shui, Lao Shui took out a large bag of money from under the table, walked to the man, and threw it directly on the table.

The man looked at the bag on the table, judging by its weight, there must be more than a million inside.

"Huh...... More than a million?" the man asked with a smile.

"You went out to do errands and gave one hundred and fifteen in advance, at that time you were a group of people, and now you yourself will share more than one million, if it's not very luxurious, it's enough for you to live the rest of your life, right?" Sun Zhen squinted at the man and said.

"I thought you were afraid of death, so I didn't plan to move you, look at your sincerity, it seems that there is really no need now!" The man said and stood up directly, and his right hand quickly pulled out a handful of imitation 64 and aimed it at Sun Zhen.

"Do you think I don't exist?" Lao Shui kept standing in front of the man, and after gritting his teeth and saying a word, he raised his right leg on the spot and slammed his side leg directly towards the man.

"Kang!" The moment the man raised his legs, the imitation June Fourth in his hand sounded directly.

Sun Zhen, who was sitting, sat motionless on the stool, and didn't want to avoid it at all, but Lao Wang, who was beside him, took a side step without hesitation and stood directly in front of Sun Zhen......

Gunshots rang out, blood mist!

Lao Wang raised his eyebrows and didn't move at all.

Lao Shui's side leg was directly pumped on the man's arm, and the man's body shook unsteadily and then the sound in his hand fell directly to the ground, but the body did not shake too much, but fell directly on the sofa, and then slammed the back of the sofa with his hand and jumped up again, and the shining dagger in his right hand stabbed directly at Lao Shui's stomach that had not completed the leg collection.

"Drink!" Lao Shui twisted his body on the spot, and after dodging the deadly dagger at an incredible angle, a three-edged knife appeared in his hand and stabbed at the man's neck.

The whole process takes no more than three or four seconds, but the life and death struggle between two people is full of dangers.

Although the man's dagger was pierced in the air, the blade of the knife scraped directly on Lao Shui's waist when he brought it back, and Lao Shui's triangular blade was directly stabbed on the man's shoulder blades, but the man didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and he used his shoulder blades to resist the tip of the triangular knife.

"It's really Lisuo!" Sun Yan outside the room watched the dragons fighting in the room in the company of many people, and opened his mouth to sigh.

After Sun Yan finished speaking, he turned to look at a young man beside him and asked, "Do you understand?"

"I can't see clearly, but it seems that it should be Da Hui, Da Hui is the most fierce person around Brother Ma, it's best to let him take off the mask, otherwise I really can't tell the difference!" the young man said cautiously.

"Grass, do you know each other, are they so mysterious?" Sun Yan said speechlessly.

"Mr. Sun, Brother Ma and their kind of people are all deep space and do not see the end, I have indeed seen Dahui before, and I also know Mingliang and Brother Ma, but that was a few years ago, and if he wears a mask like this, he can't recognize the immortals!"

Sun Yan stretched out his hand and touched his short hair carelessly, then looked at the room and said, "Let them decide for themselves, if they can't do it, they will die!"

Inside the room, the man's chest was already wet with blood, and Lao Shui was not comfortable, because the knife on his waist was very deep, and the blood was also constantly staying.

Sun Zhen sat on the stool motionlessly and blocked a shot for himself on the side, but Lao Wang, who was like no one, said, "him!"

After Lao Wang heard Sun Zhen's order, he completely ignored the gunshot wound on his shoulder, and rushed directly to the man empty-handed.

Lao Wang is different from Lao Shui's technical flow, he is more direct and rude, and after coming up, he directly pulled up the transparent glass coffee table and ran to the man's body.

This kind of heavy glass is different from the usual glass that shatters at the first blow, so the moment the man is turned to the side, he flies out directly, feeling as if he has been hit head-on by a truck.

The moment the man fell to the ground, his clothes crumpled and leaked out of his arm, and a tattoo on his arm directly attracted the attention of the young man who recognized the man's identity outside the room.

"It's Dahui! Absolutely!" said the young man, happily as if he had won the lottery of five million, reaching out and grabbing Sun Yan's clothes.

Sun Yan frowned, stretched out his hand to dodge the young man's hand, and then asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure, when I saw him before, he had a tattoo and it was on his body, he was tattooed as a monster, I can't say what it was, but it was very special, I remember Dahui drinking too much and saying that the world might tattoo this thing himself, because he designed it himself!" the young man said affirmatively.

"Grass! What's the matter!Let's go!" Sun Yan shook his head boredly, and then led everyone to Sun Zhen's office.

When Sun Yan walked in, he waved his hand at Lao Wang and Lao Shui with a smile and said, "Okay, okay! Stop fighting, it's really going to kill you in a while!"

Lao Wang and Lao Shui didn't care about Sun Yan, turned their heads and glanced at Sun Zhen, who was sitting steadily, Sun Zhen nodded, and then the two of them didn't care about their injuries at all, and stood by Sun Zhen's side again.

Sun Zhen stood up, walked to the man's side, and said, "Which one are you?"

After the man turned over and sat up, he put down the dagger in his hand, reached out and wiped his mouth, and said, "Dahui!"

"How did Xiao Xu die?" asked Sun Zhen again.

"You asked us to go over and do something, but they weren't alone at all, they came out with three outlaws, each of them was fucking top-notch, I was the first to rush up, I was shot three times, and they all thought I was dead so no one cared about me!" After Dahui finished speaking, he took off his mask, and seventy percent of Dahui's face was full of burn marks, which completely made people unable to recognize this as Dahui after seeing it, but the young man who recognized Dahui from the tattoo before said that this matter Dahui was Dahui, because Dahui was such an eye, with a strong killing intent.

Dahui once again directly pulled off the clothes on his chest, and two bullet holes appeared in front of everyone shockingly.

"If I don't fucking get hurt, the two of them won't be enough for me to fight!" Dahui said nonchalantly, then stood up and glanced at everyone in the room, then walked to the table, reached out and picked up the handbag to leave.

"Where are you going like this?" Sun Zhen asked, looking at Dahui.

"Go and spend the rest of your life without squandering!" Da Hui said freely, and then turned around and pushed the young man who blocked the door in front of him and was about to go out.

"Heal the injury, follow me!" Sun Zhen opened his mouth and said.

Dahui stood and looked back at Sun Zhen, the hesitation in his eyes flashed, then he smiled and shook his head and said, "Actually, I also know that it will definitely not be easy to get this money today, but I have to take this money, I am too tired to do things with you......!"

After Dahui finished speaking, he directly stretched out his arm and grabbed the bag, and left Sun Zhen's office after covering his wound with the bag.