(221) Xie Wendong, Jinyan, and Chu Bo hid under the table for not long, and the people from Mochizuki Pavilion also rushed in through the back door.

Seeing that the people in the hotel were running out like crazy, they subconsciously thought that Xie Wendong had already mixed out, and dozens of disciples followed out with swords one after another.

Yan Junwei stood in the lobby of the hotel and did not move. He was level-headed, thoughtful, experienced, and experienced, and he did not blindly run out with the crowd, but stood in place, looking sharply around the left and right.

Just not far from him, there was a dining table that trembled slightly, Yan Junwei's heart was shocked, his eyes narrowed, he walked forward slowly, kicked out coldly, and lit the edge of the table.

With a snap, how high the dining table flew under the force, I saw two people lying below, looking at their age, they were not small, and they were trembling and shrunk into a ball. The table covering themselves was lifted, and the two of them were even more frightened, their faces were bloodless, they didn't even dare to raise their heads when they knelt on the ground, they shook their hands again and again, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me! ”

Yan Junwei's gaze swept over the two of them, without making any pause on them, looking at other places, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

The two men were relieved to hear this, and ran out of the house. Yan Junwei's eyes flashed with cold light, and suddenly with another kick, he kicked over the other table beside him, seeing that it was empty below, he continued to walk forward slowly, his nose was forbidden from time to time, at this time, he vaguely smelled a faint smell of blood wafting in the air.

Every time Yan Junwei took two steps, he lifted the tables around him, and some of them were empty. There were some people underneath, but none of them were what he was looking for. However, he was getting closer and closer to the place where Xie Wendong and the three were hiding.

You don't need to raise the table curtain to watch, just listen to the footsteps and the sound of the table falling to the ground to judge how far the other party is from you, Jinyan's face is solemn, he slowly raised the silver gun in his hand, aimed at the direction where the sound came from, pulled the trigger with his fingers, and then turned his head to look at Xie Wendong, and asked him with his eyes if he wanted to shoot.

Xie Wendong was about to nod, but Chu Bo on the side pointed to himself and signaled for him to come. Xie Wendong frowned and looked at him suspiciously. Chu Bo smiled, tugged at his clothes, and nodded at the enemies who were getting closer and closer. Xie Wendong understood what he meant, now, Chu Bo is still a disciple of Mochiyue Pavilion, after going out, he may be able to get through the tricks, and then suddenly kill the other party to death. Xie Wendong pondered for a moment, looked at him deeply, and signaled him to be careful. Chu Bo took out the dagger from his back waist, compared it under his ribs, and then bit his teeth and stabbed it violently.

He didn't pierce deeply, but only penetrated the flesh, but the mouth was not small, and the blood that flowed out instantly stained his clothes red.

Chu Bo grinned in pain, but he didn't dare to scream, he could only grit his teeth and stiffen up, his face first turned purple with sauce, and after a short time, he became as pale as paper.

He tucked the pistol into his cuff, then nodded to Xie Wendong and Jin Yan, tilted his body to the side, as if he couldn't stand, and fell out from under the table.

Hearing the muffled sound, Yan Junwei turned his head, he didn't see how hard he worked, his body was like a ghost, and in an instant, he floated to Chu Bo's approach, and the short sword in his hand fell downward, pointing at Chu Bo's neck. Several Wangyue Pavilion disciples standing behind Yan Junwei also followed, looked down and looked at them, they were all a little stunned, and said in unison: "Chu Bo? ”

Chu Bo fell to the ground, his hand covering the wound he had just stabbed, his face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping down, and he looked extremely badly injured. Peeking at the person who came, and seeing that it was Yan Junwei, he was also secretly shocked in his heart, pretending to be weak, and said in a trembling voice: "I...... I had a gunshot wound, yes...... was beaten by Xie Wendong...... Elder Yan saves ...... I...... Help me......"

Chu Bo was taken back to Wangyue Pavilion by Qu Qingting, the latter did not publicize his identity to the outside, when someone asked, he only said that he had a good qualification for the young man who appeared halfway through, so he brought him back and accepted him as a closed disciple, after all, Qu Qingting also wanted to avoid suspicion, except for Qu Qingting's disciples and elders who had a good relationship with him, no one else knew that Chu Bo was Xie Wendong's person.

Yan Junwei took a deep breath, snorted, withdrew the short sword, looked at Chu Bo's face, and then looked at the bloody wound under his ribs, his brows twisted into a pimple, and first turned back to the disciples below and said, "Help Xiaobo take care of the wound!" As he spoke, he asked again, "Where did Xie Wendong run away?" ”

Chu Bo looked at the door of the hotel and said weakly: "It's ...... It's already gone out with people......"

"Damn it!" Yan Junwei was convinced of Chu Bo's words, he straightened up, didn't say a word, walked out quickly, and more than a dozen disciples also hurriedly followed, leaving only two to help Chu Bo treat his wounds.

The two of them picked up Chu Bo's clothes, carefully examined the opening in his ribs, and let out a soft doubt: "En? How does it look like a knife wound? ”

The disciples of Mochizuki Pavilion have never seen a gunshot wound, but they know what a knife wound looks like, and they can see Chu Bo's wound clearly, and they feel like a knife wound when they look at it like this, the two of them feel very strange, is it possible that a gun and a knife wound are the same? Just when the two of them were feeling confused, Xie Wendong, who was hiding under the table, got out, shook his arm, and the golden knife popped out, without pause, and with a wave of his hand, the golden knife turned into a golden light. Take the back of a disciple's neck.

The distance was too close, and the disciples' attention was focused on Chu Bo's wounds, and he never dreamed that someone would suddenly come out from behind to attack him.

Flutter! The disciple's body shook suddenly, and then, his hands and feet twitched a few times, and he fell headlong, and before the other disciple could understand what was going on, Chu Bo, who was originally dying, suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes, and at some point there was an extra dagger in his hand, and the blade had pierced deeply into the disciple's heart.

The two disciples breathed almost at the same time, without any shouting or sound, and died silently.

Yan Junwei didn't know this, and after he came out, he was still looking for Xie Wendong everywhere, but where is Xie Wendong's shadow on the street?!

On the other side, the hotel.

Shen Hongsong blocked the pursuit of Beihongmen, Hou Guangjian, who was wounded by a gunshot, got into the hotel, and did not take a few steps Qu Qingting and several disciples came forward and supported him, Qu Qingting looked at the gunshot wound on his shoulder, and secretly staggered, the bullet was fired from behind, and flew out from the front, directly piercing his shoulder. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the bones, otherwise the bullet would have exploded in his ** and the damage would have been greater.

Qu Qingting said to the disciples on the left and right: "I'll go and deal with Elder Hou's wounds first, you stay to resist the enemy, no matter what, you can't let the other party rush in, understand?" ”

"Yes!" Most of the people were disciples of Hou Guangjian and Yan Junwei, and many of them panicked when they saw that the master was injured, and when they heard Qu Qingting say this, they nodded again and again.

Qu Qingting helped Hou Guangjian to the second floor of the hotel, asked him to sit down, then picked up his clothes, took out the Yunnan Baiyao he carried with him, shook his head while treating the wound and said, "Brother Hou, your injury is very serious!" ”

"Humph!" Hou Guangjian snorted heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "Xie Wendong has ambushed many gunmen in secret, if it wasn't for a sneak attack from behind, how could they have hurt me!" ”

"yes!" Qu Qingting stood behind Hou Guangjian, took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out the white powder in it, and showed a yin sneer on his face, and casually echoed while smearing Hou Guangjian's wounds: "With Brother Hou's skills, he is outstanding in the Moon Pavilion, of course he won't take those small characters who are not in the limelight in his eyes, but then again, I think the pavilion master's declaration of war against Xie Wendong this time is really a bit hasty!" ”

I don't know if Qu Qingting's medicine worked, Hou Guangjian felt that the wound was no longer as painful as just now, he half-turned around and glanced at Qu Qingting, and asked rhetorically, "Do you think the pavilion master's decision is wrong?" ”

"Huh!" Qu Qingting smiled faintly and said: "Hongmen's affairs, let Hongmen toss it himself, what are we going to do?" Isn't it great that Mochizuki Pavilion and Hongmen have always been non-interfering with each other, and everyone is safe and sound? But now, the fight is dark, I thought I could get rid of Xie Wendong in a short time, but now Xie Wendong is not dead, our side has lost soldiers and generals, and there have been many casualties, not to mention that even Elder Shi Wenjun is dead, this is completely caused by the pavilion master's wrong decision, to be honest, the pavilion master's age is too old, and he is no longer suitable for this position! ”

"Smack!" Hou Guangjian was furious when he heard this, waved his hand and slapped the table, his body straightened up, and he wanted to stand up, but half of his body was numb at this time, like wood, he didn't feel anything, he didn't think much about it, thinking that it was caused by the gunshot wound on his shoulder, he took a deep breath, glared at Qu Qingting angrily, and said, "Elder Qu, do you know what your words mean?" It's slandering the pavilion master, it's a big rebellion, and it's going to be expelled from Mochizuki Pavilion! ”

"Slander?" Qu Qingting chuckled on his back and said, "What I said is the truth!" Now how can Mochizuki Pavilion still have prestige in Hongmen, this is completely caused by the pavilion master! He's old and confused, why are you also confused, go messing around with him, if this continues, Mochizuki Pavilion will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later! ”

"Put p!" Hou Guangjian was anxious, his face turned red, his body trembled, and he said angrily: "Qu Qingting, you are also an elder of the Moon Pavilion, you are sorry for you to say such a thing...... After a pause, his eyes widened violently, and he asked in a condensed voice: "Could it be that you secretly reported to Xie Wendong?" ”

Having said this, Qu Qingting no longer concealed it, and nodded: "That's right! I did it! Since that fishing thing occupies the position of the pavilion master and does not let go, I have used extraordinary means to drive him down! ”

"Oops!" Hou Guangjian was shocked and angry, pulled out the chain whip with his hand, held the table, and exerted all his strength before he stood up tremblingly, pointed the whip at Qu Qingting's nose, and roared: "It turned out to be your gou stuff that eats inside and out...... I'll kill you! ”