Blood!

Blood spurted out of the room, splashing onto the otherwise clean walls. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yang Jianzhong was already stupid next to him.

It stands to reason that the real estate industry has the most thugs, and in order to force demolitions, sometimes they do things that are even more cruel, no matter how old people are, they will go straight to death.

But despite this, Yang Jianzhong has never done anything like that, and he does not allow the people below to do it.

Therefore, for such a long time, Yang Jianzhong has never seen such a bloody picture at all.

Cutting off a person's hands alive, that kind of pain, thinking about Yang Jianzhong, feels pain.

Zhang Feng's speed is very fast, and the knife falls in his hand, and it only takes a second before and after.

Nighthawk didn't even feel the pain, his dry palms were already on the table.

However, Nighthawk was also a man, and he didn't even make a snort, but just clenched his teeth, took a few steps back, and his face became a little paler.

Zhang Feng shook off the blood on the knife and threw it directly on the ground.

Cutting off Nighthawk's hand is a bet Nighthawk has already made before, and it is also the price Nighthawk needs to pay.

With so many people testifying, Zhang Feng is not worried about any responsibility for this matter at all.

As for killing Nighthawk, Zhang Feng never thought about it.

Although Nighthawk indirectly killed many people around Zhang Feng, after all, Nighthawk was just an old man in his last years.

Even if Zhang Feng doesn't kill the Nighthawk, how long can the Nighthawk live without his hands?

On Zhang Feng's side, the matter is solved, but on the other side, Bingsheng and Zhang Erzhu are in a fierce battle.

The corridor outside was already very narrow, and with so many people crowded at this time, it was already difficult to escape.

But Zhang Erzhu and Bingsheng did not flinch, they stepped forward one after another, the daggers and chair legs in their hands were like the judgment of death, and before they made a single move, several people would fall to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the corridor was covered with blood, and countless people had fallen to the ground.

Zhang Feng looked at the time, it was impossible for no one to know about such a bloody thing in a five-star hotel.

If the delay continues, it will be very difficult to explain it clearly if the police come.

But if he really wants to leave, Zhang Feng will also be charged with absconding in fear of crime.

What should be done, Zhang Feng is really a little difficult.

After hesitating, Zhang Feng stretched out his hand, took out the phone and called Zhuang Xiaoya.

Hearing such a big thing, Zhuang Xiaoya almost fell off the chair.

Gang fighting!

And it's a bloody group fight!

This is absolutely violent!

If there is any bad impact, it will directly cause panic among the people.

Immediately, Zhuang Xiaoya didn't even ask the reason, and after asking the address, she led people to the direction of the hotel quickly.

Zhang Feng hung up the phone, reached out to grab Yang Jianzhong, and pulled Yang Jianzhong to walk outside.

Just now, Liu Yun had already told Zhang Feng in the earphones, and many people appeared in all directions outside, and at first glance, there were at least two hundred people.

The entire floor is already filled with Nighthawk people, and a simple estimate is that there are hundreds of people.

With the addition of the 200 people who came in, it was more than 300 people.

Even if Zhang Erzhu and Bingsheng are powerful, it is impossible to kill so many people, right?

Therefore, the best way now is for Zhang Feng and Yang Jianzhong to escape quickly and go to an open place, so that they can have a chance to escape.

Otherwise, all four of them would have died in this hotel today.

"Kill me, kill them, kill one and I'll reward a million!"

The excessive blood loss made Nighthawk win lose his strength, and his face was extremely pale and bloodless.

Despite this, Nighthawk struggled to the door, shouting with all his might.

There must be brave men under the heavy reward, and Nighthawk's words are like a fuse, which directly ignites the hope of the thugs.

"Did you hear it, one million, one head is one million, everyone, you must not let these four million run!"

With a loud shout from Chuanjiang Long, the big hands behind him also went completely crazy, attacking Zhang Erzhu and Bingsheng.

Originally, the pressure on the two of them was very great, but now these people seem to have been beaten with chicken blood.

If they continue to fight, Bingsheng and Zhang Erzhu will definitely lose.

"Brother Yang, you leave first, leave this hotel, Brother Zhao hides in a safe place, I'll call you after a while, go!"

After speaking, Zhang Feng pushed Yang Jianzhong hard and picked up a knife from the ground.

His brother met the enemy inside, but he ran away, this is not Zhang Feng's style.

Anyway, it's a fight, even if he fights today, he will completely defeat the Nighthawk, so that he will never have a chance to turn over!

Zhang Feng's eyes were fixed on the direction of the dragon, and he took a big step and got into it from the middle of Bingsheng and Zhang Erzhu.

During this period of time, Chuang Jianglong was also greatly suppressed, because of Nighthawk's forbearance, it was impossible for Chuanjiang Long to go out to play.

These angers are naturally blamed on Zhang Feng, and he is now eager to eat Zhang Feng alive.

As long as you kill this Bingsheng and Zhang Erzhu, there will only be one Zhang Feng left.

When the time comes, Chuanjianglong will be able to dismantle Zhang Feng into eight pieces, and it will be enjoyable to think about Chuanjianglong.

With this momentum, the speed of the piercing river dragon also suddenly increased by a few points, and quickly rushed towards Zhang Erzhu and Bingsheng.

If you don't rush, it's okay, this rush, Chuanjianglong was squeezed by the people behind him, and went directly to the front.

Obviously, Chuanjianglong felt a sharp pain coming out of his stomach, and the pain was so painful that Chuanjianglong couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Mom!"

Chuanjianglong hurriedly stepped back, and when he looked down, he saw that a sharp knife was completely inserted into his stomach, and blood was flowing out of his stomach.

Chuanjianglong was already dumbfounded, where did this knife, this knife come from?

It can't be his little brother who killed himself by mistake, right?

During the battle just now, Piercing Jianglong could see clearly that the woman was using a dagger, and the stupid guy was using two chair legs.

Neither of them had ever used this sharp knife, so how could a sharp knife be stuck in their stomachs?

Piercing Jianglong's eyes widened, trying his best to maintain himself standing, and his eyes also looked ahead.

At a glance, Chuanjianglong saw a familiar figure.

"Zhang Feng!"

Chuanjianglong was stupid, he never thought that it was Zhang Feng who made the shot.

Zhang Feng stood in place, glanced at Piercing Jianglong with a smile, and directly kicked the knife on Piercing Jianglong's stomach.

Where could the dragon withstand such a huge force, he fell straight backwards, drowned directly in the crowd, and was trampled by life and disappeared.

If it weren't for Nighthawk, Zhang Feng would have really forgotten about Piercing Jianglong.

Since it is said now, Zhang Feng must not let go of Chuanjianglong.

Without the River Dragon, the Nighthawk would be a tiger that had lost its teeth, and even if it was powerful, it would not be able to bite.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the dragon died, Zhang Feng grabbed Zhang Erzhu and Bingsheng, turned around and ran quickly towards the back.

"Chase, you must kill him!"

The younger brothers in the back were already red-eyed, and they picked up the knife in their hands and chased after Zhang Feng and the others.

If the fight continues, Zhang Feng and the three will definitely die, there is no doubt about this.

Just kidding, after fighting for so long, the three of them were already too tired.

But there are so many people on the other side, if one falls, the other will go to the other, so how can they not die in such a wheel war?

So, the best thing to do now is to hurry up and run out.

"Take the stairs!"

The elevator didn't come down for a long time, and Zhang Feng didn't have time to wait at all, so he turned around and crashed into the stairwell.

"No, there are people in the stairwell, there are at least dozens of them, and you will be attacked from both sides when you go down!"

Zhang Feng's figure suddenly froze, and what Liu Yun said would definitely not be wrong.

But the stairs can't be walked, and the elevator hasn't come down yet, so how can Zhang Feng and them go down?

This is the eighteenth floor, is it possible for Zhang Feng and them to jump down?

"Liu Yun, hurry up and think of a way, how can we get out!"

There were people in all directions, and the black pressure was pressed one by one, and the targets were all rushing towards Zhang Feng and the three of them.

At this time, Zhang Feng felt that the three of them were like a lonely boat in the sea, and they didn't even have a sense of security.

Even if he was calm, Zhang Feng had never encountered such a situation, and Zhang Feng's brain was blank.

Zhuang Xiaoya has already been notified, but even if Zhuang Xiaoya rushes over, it will take a certain amount of time to come up to the eighteenth floor.

By that time, maybe Zhang Feng and they would have already hung up, so what was the use of coming or not?

"Go up the stairs, go up to the rooftop, and talk to the roof!"

Zhang Feng nodded, although the method Liu Yun said was very bad, it was also the only way at present.

With a shout, Zhang Feng turned around and pushed open the door of the stairwell, and ran upstairs without looking.

Zhang Feng has not checked how high the number of floors of a five-star hotel is.

But this run, Zhang Feng finally understood.

After running for five or six minutes, they didn't see the direction of the roof.

The shouts below have become louder and louder, and if this continues, they will not be able to see the roof, and they will definitely be chased and hacked to death by the people below!

"Hard, run!"

Zhang Feng shouted loudly, but he didn't dare to stop, and ran frantically towards it.

I don't know how long I ran, Zhang Feng only felt that his legs were like being filled with lead, and every time he lifted it, he had to exert a huge amount of force, and the feeling of soreness hit Zhang Feng's whole body, making Zhang Feng feel suffocated.

But Zhang Feng didn't dare to stop, he was at the front, once he stopped, it would be equivalent to announcing the death of Zhang Erzhu and Bingsheng.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Feng shook off the sweat on his head and continued to run towards it.

Bang!

Zhang Feng finally touched the door on the roof, and reached out and pushed the door hard.

Zhang Feng's strength is very great, and he has tried his best.

But this door seemed to be against Zhang Feng, and it didn't move, let alone be opened.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Feng's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"It's a password door, and it's a sixteen-digit multiplication numeric password, which is very complicated!"

"Fuck, a broken roof door with a password door?

Zhang Feng couldn't help but say a foul word.

Just kidding, hundreds of people are chasing after it, and it's about to come up.

If this is trapped at the door, there is no need to think about it, Zhang Feng will be able to know what the final result will be.

is going to die, what else does Zhang Feng have to worry about? In his heart, he has already greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of this hotel owner.

"Now hotels generally use such doors, in order to prevent someone from jumping from here, hand it over to me, don't be nervous, I'm cracking!"

It's strange if you're not nervous, it's strange if you're not nervous, the voice below is getting clearer and clearer, and Zhang Feng can see the light of the flashlight, which means that they are not too far away from Zhang Feng to be three layers down.

Cold sweat ran down Zhang Feng's head, and Zhang Feng held his breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Liu Yun, you give me a little faster!"