At the same time, Tielong and the others quickly eliminated the other guards, and then surrounded the man and the ghost hand together, surrounding them. The man's face changed suddenly, and his face was a little ugly. Cheng Guodong looked at the man, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "This gentleman, if I guessed correctly, you should be the one who spoke just now." Now, please come with me, our boss is waiting for you in the room. ”

"Are you going to take me away?" The man sneered, and suddenly saw his hand quickly reach for his waist and pull out a delicate pistol. However, just as he was about to raise the muzzle of the gun, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground. He looked intently, only to see a long scratch on his wrist, and at this moment bright red blood was gushing out of his skin. And on the ground, there was a bloody knife. Apparently someone had just wounded him with this knife. He snorted, endured the pain in his wrist, turned his gaze to Cheng Guodong, gritted his teeth and said, "How did you escape?" Didn't the smoke do you any harm? ”

Cheng Guodong sneered: "There are some things that you are not qualified to know, I advise you to go with me obediently, otherwise, the next knife will not be your wrist." As he spoke, he tossed the other knife from his book. The man stared at the knife for a moment before he snorted, "Okay, I'll go with you." Hearing this, Cheng Guodong smiled slightly, put away the knife in his hand, and then turned his head to the ghost hand next to him and said, "Come with you, the boss will let me take you over." Ghost Hand didn't resist this, and nodded obediently.

Under the leadership of Cheng Guodong, the group quickly returned to the room where Leng Xuan was. On the way through, there were corpses everywhere. The man's face and the ghost hand turned white involuntarily. It seems that even if they call for support, no one will be able to rescue them, and these subordinates of theirs have already been eliminated by Cheng Guodong and them. The man looked at Cheng Guodong and the others with a horrified look, and he was still thinking about escaping, but he didn't dare to rise up at this moment. After everyone walked into the room, they saw Leng Xuan and Ye Zi sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of makeshift coffee in their hands, and they were leisurely sipping it. Seeing Cheng Guodong bring two people in, Leng Xuan put down the coffee in his hand, his eyes paused on the body of the ghost hand, and then shifted to the man's body.

When his gaze swept up and down the man, he frowned slightly, "You're Asian?" Tell me, which government sent you. ”

The man snorted coldly, but turned his head to the side, ignoring Leng Xuan's question. Seeing that he refused to answer, Leng Xuan smiled coldly and glanced at Cheng Guodong. Cheng Guodong reached out and grabbed the man's collarbone and squeezed it hard. Suddenly, only a crisp bone cracking sound was heard, and the man's painful wail was also heard. Leng Xuan walked slowly to the man's approach and spoke again: "Let me ask again, which government sent you." If you don't say it, don't blame me for being rude. ”