As early as a few days ago, after Xiao Nan was taken away by Mei Lao, he then rushed back to S City.

After all, the weather here is a little more pleasant than in the north, not so sweet. After all, there was no snow in January, and the chill of the night wind was refreshing. Ribbon-like trajectories outlined by the bright lights are embedded in the shoreline, paving from the outside to the inside.

From a high place, the poor eyesight could not see the traces of pedestrians at night. Zooming in on the camera, the whole city comes alive.

The headquarters of the Black Wolf Society was crowded and ready for battle. The courtyard was full of people, and the expressions of the members of the Black Wolf Society were solemn or excited on the stone path from the steps of the door to the front door. Some of them were holding guns, some of them were carrying knives as if they had been holding it for a long time. In addition to the people who were standing and waiting, a small group of five people and a patrol team shuttled through, their eyes were pressing, and the momentum flowing from their bodies was very hideous, and in addition to being equipped with guns, each person also carried a walkie-talkie, which could respond to unexpected situations at any time and call their companions. Who are they waiting for when they put on such a big formation?

In the room guarded by the crowd, Han Leng was sitting facing the door, gently raising a cup of tea and taking a sip. There was a gun on the table, and around the gun were teapots, teacups, and small stoves. Brother Hu, Meng Ye, and Brother Ping of the Longxing Gang sat on the edge of the table in turn, with freshly brewed tea in front of them.

In addition to Han Leng, the images of the three people became more and more profound in the lighting. Brother Tiger bent down and pressed his hands on the table, looking at the water vapor wafting out of the tea, but he couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes. Meng Ye, who was next to him, clasped his hands around his chest, as if he was going to fall asleep, but it was naturally impossible to fall asleep under such circumstances. He closed his eyes and listened to the movement outside the door, and the footsteps of the patrol outside the door were heard again, and he tapped his finger on his arm.

Brother Ping of the Longxing Gang had great horror and uneasiness on his face, and he had been attacked two days ago. The other party killed four of his subordinates alone, and the light cavalry that had infiltrated S City really began to take revenge on him. At the same time, he also regretted this, if he could, he would not have agreed to Han Leng at that time, all the blows and assassinations that he had attracted were not something that he or even the entire Longxing Gang could face.

Brother Ping looked at Han Leng, who was extremely calm, and for the first time, he felt that this girl who was in charge of the entire underground world of S City seemed to have this ability and temperament to rule the darkness in her lifetime, and this feeling became stronger and stronger for him.

"We must catch them all this time." He spoke with sufficient strength, and the sudden sound of the voice was startled by some people outside the Dalian house. Brother Tiger's tense nerves were interrupted by him at this moment, and his hands propped up on the table and looked at him with fierce eyes. Meng Ye's brows furrowed and he didn't speak.

Brother Ping was stunned for two seconds, extremely embarrassed. He looked at Han Leng again, and there was still no expression on the girl's face, just nodded lightly at him, and the hand that picked up the teacup behind him was put down.

Silence was followed by the hustle and bustle.

"Here, be on guard."

"They're in that direction, come with me."

"Bang bang."

Shouts, gunshots, explosions, footsteps, and figures mixed with blood began to spread across the land in the other courtyards. The number of hussars, combat capabilities were estimated at the first time. The Black Wolf Society swarmed up, and the people behind them formed a dense net to encircle the enemies who broke in.

The light cavalry was truly capable of fighting alone, and the squad that broke in and immediately dispersed the patrols along the way did not have a single outlet. However, the alarm has sounded, and the dense crowd has gathered again. Like a huge wave of cases, wave after wave. The light cavalry may be able to withstand the first round of suppression, slashing out of the crowd but then surrounded. After all, the number of people occupies an absolute advantage, especially under the overall cohesion and killing momentum of the Black Wolf Society, no one is timid, even if someone falls at his feet, it is still one impact after another. The roar of rage, the red-eyed fighting, the suppression of the swarms, even the light cavalry fell in this momentum and power.

The weaker hussars died first at their feet, a plump woman was hacked to death under a tree with a knife, and the emaciated old man and several middle-aged men with a rigid appearance were riddled with bullet holes and beaten into a sieve. A young man who looked like a high school student had his hands chopped off directly, he fell in a pool of blood, and his body was still crawling forward, and then he was slashed several times on the head before finally dying.

The man with ammunition in his hand was climbing on a tree, showing only a pair of eyes and legs between the branches, and he glanced towards the crowd, throwing a grenade with both hands and trying to shoot when he was disrupted by a shout.

"Found him, someone in the tree." Someone found him below.

A desperate shout followed, followed by a dense burst of gunfire sweeping towards the trees like rain. He still wanted to make the move, but the body fell from the tree, and the grenades on his hands rolled on the ground a few times.

The corpses were trampled under the feet of the people, and some tripped over them, and the battle with the light cavalry in the darkness of the night had just begun.

Several figures scurried violently, and some people tumbled down from the wall to join the chaos. After the first wave of light cavalry attacks drowned in the sea of people, a second wave began. The smell of blood wafted like green smoke in every corner, and then it exploded together, and the heavier and heavier swept over the human organs from all directions, making people sick and disgusting. The invasion continued, and the killing continued. The black wolf would rush ahead of the group of people who were beaten out, and the man ran as fast as a cheetah, and his cat got down, galloping over, and the sharp steel claws on his hands brought ten blood marks, and blood beads floated.

In an instant he was in front of the door, and was about to storm in, when a merciless shot rang out behind him. Blood flew and poured red on the door, and his body could no longer move forward to push open the door that was so close.

Fighting continues to simmer everywhere.

Calm and noisy alternate between the two movements, like a silent and loud cry in the middle of the night. The second wave of attacks was finally blocked, some of the corpses of the light cavalry were half hung on the railings, some fell on the roof, on the branches, in the flower beds, some of the heads were beaten and only half of their brains were left, some of the bodies were chopped and still chopping and chopping, and some of them were still beating and waving their fists with a leg cut off, but the second wave of attacks was finally blocked.

Calm resisted the noise, and then there was silence for a long time, and someone began to cheer.

Brother Ping of the Longxing Gang in the house finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Is it over?" As soon as he finished speaking, one side of the window burst open, and then the figure slipped out of the cuff and aimed at the moment when the figure broke the window.

"Be careful." Brother Tiger yelled at the window, lifted the table and threw it out. At that moment, Han Leng grabbed the flying pistol, and her body leaned slightly to the side. Meng Ye pulled Brother Ping past and crashed out of the gate. Han Leng raised his gun, "Bang bang." "Both men were shooting almost at the same time.

His vision was obscured for a moment, and the bullet passed through the table and lost its target, not knowing if it had hit. However, when the table fell down to reveal the girl's face on the side, the girl pointed at him and emitted green smoke. His body felt pain, and then it became more and more painful, and with the sound of the table smashing on the ground, he subconsciously looked towards his chest, and blood flowed out like water.

Blood flowed from Brother Tiger's shoulder, staining one sleeve red.

Han Leng glanced at him, and Brother Hu smiled, "It's okay, it's just a bruise, I really didn't get hit." Then seeing that the man had not yet died, Brother Hu picked up a stool from the ground and walked up, smashed it on his head, and finally beat the person to death.

Brother Ping and Meng Ye stumbled out, and Meng Ye saved his life.

Brother Ping felt the sliminess on his hand and subconsciously glanced at it, it was blood all over his palm. He gasped and struggled to his feet off the ground, then looked at more corpses.

The courtyard was already raining blood, soaked in blood. There were corpses everywhere, and Brother Ping's teeth were chattering as he looked at this scene, and his legs were already difficult to stand upright. The people who were still alive in the blood and water gathered in all directions, and an invisible murderous aura on these people hit Brother Ping's heart.

"Swear to defend the Black Wolf Society, and swear allegiance to the eldest lady." The sky shook as if they were all trembling with the shouts of Qi Shu, and under their feet were patches of corpses.

Brother Ping looked at this scene and couldn't help leaning against the door frame, he turned his face sideways to see the appearance of the girl in the door frame, his expression was cold like a cold front in the dark