Hou Guangjian died, Qu Qingting and Shen Hongsong both evacuated the battlefield, Yan Junwei didn't know this, and after rushing out of the hotel, he took more than 20 disciples of Moon Pavilion to look for Xie Wendong. As a result, Xie Wendong was not found, but the enemies around him gathered more and more.

Ren Changfeng didn't come alone, but also brought a large number of Beihongmen gangs, with the support of these people, Xie Wendong's morale was even stronger, and with a large number of personnel and powerful firepower, Yan Junwei and his pedestrians were trapped.

It was only at this time that Yan Junwei realized that his situation was not good, and it was impossible to hunt down Xie Wendong again.

He led his disciples to break through several times, but he was strongly counterattacked by Beihongmen and the bloody killers, and instead of rushing out, he lost many people. In the end, Yan Junwei was forced to be helpless, so he had to retreat to the hotel with people. At this time, he counted the disciples around him again, and there were only a dozen left.

Yan Junwei's face was solemn, and he sighed faintly in his heart, now retreating to the hotel, although he temporarily avoided the other party's gun, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, if he can't rush out as soon as possible, he will gather more and more people, and if he wants to break through, it will be difficult to climb to the sky.

He couldn't understand why Hou Guangjian, Qu Qingting, and Shen Hongsong didn't come to reinforce him, and said that Hou Guangjian was wounded by a gunshot and had difficulty moving, so Naqu and Shen should have come over a long time ago, why haven't they seen them yet? Thinking about it, Yan Junwei's brows unconsciously twisted into a pimple.

While he was pondering, he suddenly heard a disciple beside him exclaim, "Oops! They...... How could they all die?! ”

"Who died?" Yan Junwei was shocked, and hurriedly turned around to look at the line of sight of the famous disciple, only to see that the two disciples he had left just now, along with Chu Bo, were lying in a pool of blood, and the three of them were lying on the ground, motionless, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Yes?! Yan Junwei looked at it, his face changed suddenly, and he inhaled secretly, the three of them were all dead, when did they die? Who is the killer? Could it be that there are still Xie Wendong's subordinates lurking in the hotel? Thinking of this, he raised his head sharply and shouted to the disciples below, "Search! There must be enemies in the hotel! ”

"Yes!" All the disciples agreed, some ran to the back kitchen, and some went up to the second floor to search.

Yan Junwei walked to the three 'corpses', looked down carefully, all three of them were lying face to the ground, he lifted his leg and kicked one of the corpses open, only to see a bright dagger inserted in the chest of the corpse. Yan Junwei took a breath, and the other party actually pierced the heart of a disciple without a sound, and his skill was so strong that it was terrifying, even he couldn't do this, unless...... He was thinking about it, and suddenly, a faint moan came from the corpse, Yan Junwei's eyes flashed, and soon, the moaning sound came from Chu Bo's body.

He's not dead yet?! Yan Junwei took a step forward, and when he approached Chu Bo, he turned his body over, and when he looked down, Chu Bo was covered in blood, his clothes were almost soaked with blood, and he couldn't tell how many wounds he had on his body. Yan Junwei called in a deep voice: "Xiao Chu? Xiao Chu? ”

Chu Bo slowly cleared his eyes that had lost his charm, and after seeing Yan Junwei clearly, his lips trembled and said, "Elder Yan, go quickly, this is ...... Here's the trap ......."

"Tell me, who did it" Yan Junwei asked urgently, "Where is the enemy?" ”

"Yes...... It's ......" Chu Bo's words became weaker and weaker, and gradually, he almost couldn't really listen to himself, and it seemed that he would lose his breath at any time.

Yan Junwei didn't know what he was talking about, so he had to bend down, his ears close to Chu Bo's mouth, but unfortunately, he didn't see the corners of Chu Bo's mouth twitch suddenly, revealing a strange sneer that was not easy to detect.

At this time, Chu Bo's originally godless eyes suddenly flashed with fine light, and the hand under his body was also withdrawn, holding a black pistol tightly in his palm, and he said faintly in Yan Junwei's ear: "Enemy, in fact, is ...... I! Before the words fell, his gun was already on Yan Junwei's lower abdomen, and he coldly pulled the trigger.

Boom! The sudden gunfire broke the silence in the hotel, Yan Junwei's body shook significantly, his eyes also widened, and he lowered his head in horror, seeing the blood hole in his stomach and the pistol in Zhu Bo's hand.

"You ......" Zhu Bo's sudden killer was something Yan Junwei never expected.

Zhu Bo didn't stop, pulled the trigger again, and with the dull sound of gunfire, Yan Junwei had another blood hole in his stomach.

"Ah-" Yan Junwei understood everything, endured the severe pain, roared angrily, and grabbed Zhu Bo's neck, then stood up, pinched Zhu Bo's erect neck and lifted him high, his eyes were bloodshot, red and scary, and said with his back feet, "Why?" Tell me, why? ”

Yan Junwei's hand was so strong that Zhu Bojue's own neck was about to be broken by him, his mouth and nose couldn't breathe, and his lungs hurt as if they were about to explode.

He clenched his teeth, exerted all his strength, raised his arm, and aimed at Yan Junwei's solitude. Another shot was fired.

"Whew!"

Yan Junwei was a wounded beast, ignoring the gunshot wound in the abdomen, lifting Zhu Bo, his body slammed to the side, and the doctor who only listened to Dong Dong put Zhu Bo's body against the wall.

The strong impact made Zhu Bojue's bones all over his body shatter, and Yan Junwei's appearance was like an iron tong about to pinch off his head alive, and at this moment Zhu Bo almost thought that he was about to die.

The sound of gunfire hid the disciples of Mochizuki Pavilion who were searching everywhere, and Yan Junwei's stomach was full of blood, and his hands were still pinched on the neck of Zhu Bo, and everyone didn't understand what was going on, so they were all in place.

Without waiting for them to come back to their senses, Xie Wendong and Jinyan, who were hiding under the table, both burst out, the latter raised his gun and shot wildly at the disciples, while Xie Wendong threw out the golden knife and hit Yan Junwei directly in the back of the head.

Although Yan Junwei had his back to Xie Wendong and had multiple gunshot wounds on his body, his reaction was still amazingly fast, his head was tilted, and he avoided the golden knife with a flash of stone fire. When!

The golden knife was nailed to the wall with a crisp sound, but the golden knife that should have rebounded to the ground did not fall, and suddenly changed direction and flew towards Yan Junwei's front door.

Yan Junwei was startled, thinking about it carefully, his body leaned back slightly, his head turned to the side, his mouth opened, and he held the reflected golden knife with his teeth.

Xie Wendong's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, it's amazing!

Chu Bo was pinched by Yan Junwei's neck, his face was already purple with sauce, and his hypoxic body had reached its limit, he exerted his last strength, and his fingers almost mechanically pulled the trigger, one shot, two robberies, three shots...... A shuttle of bullets all hit Yan Junwei's stomach until the bullets ran out, Chu Bo was still folding the plate machine, and the pistol made a soft sound of a snapping thimble in the air.

These many bullets almost smashed Yan Junwei's stomach, the latter screamed strangely, and threw Chu Bo out fiercely, then turned around, leaned back, and held the gun, seeing Xie Wendong not far behind him, his eyes lit up unnaturally, shooting out a vicious light, and his body pushed forward a few times, but in the end, he leaned back against the wall weakly.

He covered his stomach with both hands, blood flowed out like water, gurgling out of his fingers, Yan Junwei bit the golden knife, grinned, and showed a terrifying smile at Xie Wendong.

After being shot so many times in the stomach, I don't know how many knots my intestines have been broken, and I still don't die, and I can still stand up, this person's vitality is tenacious enough.

Xie Wendong met Yan Junwei's gaze without fear, the corners of his mouth were raised, he smiled faintly, and said leisurely: "Elder Yan, it's been a long time!" ”

"Thank you...... Wen...... East! Yan Wei slowly bent his waist, but he still raised his head high, looked at Xie Wendong with his eyes, shook his head, spit out the golden knife, and gritted his teeth word by word.

At this time, Chu Bo sat up from the ground, his throat like a bellows opened, snorting greedily inhaling air. After a long pause, he took a breath again, his hands trembled and replaced it with a new magazine, then he raised his pistol, staggered to his feet, and walked towards Yan Junwei.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

With every step, Chu Bo fired a shot, and the bullet hit Yan Junwei's body, splashing pieces of blood from time to time.

Yan Junwei couldn't stand up any longer, leaned against the wall, slowly slid to, and sat on the ground, his eyes still staring at Xie Wendong, but he had already lost his breath.

Seeing Yan Junwei's tragic death, several disciples couldn't hold back any longer and rushed out from behind the bunker, but they were greeted by the extremely accurate bullets fired by the golden eye.

As several disciples fell to the ground, Beihongmen and the blood killers also rushed into the hotel, like a wind sweeping away leaves, cleaning up all the remaining disciples of Mochizuki Pavilion.

It was only at this time that Xie Wendong slowly withdrew the golden knife and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He walked to Yan Junwei's corpse, looked down for a while, Fang Youyou sighed, and secretly said that it was a pity!

He turned his head and looked at Chu Bo again, seeing that his face was pale and frightening, he asked with concern, "Xiao Chu, how are you?" ”

"Brother Dong, I'm fine!" said that it was okay, but when he spoke, he seemed weak, Chu Bo gasped, wiped the cold sweat on his face, and was afraid for a while.

The elders of the Moon Pavilion are not in vain, each one is more powerful than the other, take the Yan Junwei in front of him, he is not a powerful elder in the Moon Pavilion, but if he hadn't attacked him in advance and injured him, I am afraid that even if two or three of them are trapped together, they may not be able to kill him.

After a while, Chu Bo took out his mobile phone, looked at the information on it, and then reluctantly handed the pistol back to Ban Yan, looked at Xie Wendong pitifully, and whispered: "Brother Dong, I'...... Mine is gone, Qu Qingting let all of us disciples go back! ”

In this sneak attack on Xie Wendong, Qu Qingting and Shen Hongsong also sent a lot of disciples, but most of these people sneaked away after a few false shots in the battle, although there were also casualties, but compared to the disciples lost by Hou Guangjian and Yan Junwei, their casualties were nothing at all.