There is a way to be: one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Fighting is momentum, stunned and afraid of horizontal, horizontal afraid of dying, no matter how many people there are, the side that admits cowardice first is definitely the losing side.

Zhang Xiaoshuai made a comeback, as soon as Fang appeared on the stage, he played with style and momentum, although this group of people hated him and gritted their teeth, but they were also really a little scared of him, at this moment he was rampage like a tiger descending the mountain, and he had already suppressed these people psychologically.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoshuai single-handedly killing the Quartet like a wolf into a flock, Li Yan was so angry that his heart and liver hurt, so he simply kicked away the field, and rushed up with his own guy.

Zhang Xiaoshuai was in full swing, and suddenly heard a sharp sigh above his head, his eyebrows jumped, and the corner of his eyes swept to the increasingly fat body of the Night Hades, and he was gliding over his head, and at that moment he turned around to avoid a slash from his side, leaned over, and faced a knife light, like a dragon entering the sea, and went straight to Li Yan.

Li Yanwan couldn't have imagined that Zhang Xiaoshuai still had such a big courage, and was about to gain a firm foothold and have a good competition with him, but who knew that Zhang Xiaoshuai was approaching, and suddenly changed direction.

I saw that Zhang Xiaoshuai picked up the field with one hand, threw him on his shoulder like a sack, rushed to the protective fence in three or two steps, turned over and jumped over, and jumped off without stopping.

This set of movements, before and after, did not exceed five seconds, and the flow of water was so free that everyone was dumbfounded.

it! Is this the rhythm of committing suicide by jumping off a building?

Everyone was stunned for a while, and they really couldn't keep up with this bloody plot comparable to idol dramas, is this martyrdom?

"Get out of the way!"

Li Yancai didn't believe that this stinky and shameless guy would jump off the building! Hurriedly pushed away everyone, and called a bold one to climb over the protective fence, and the two of them grabbed their ankles, lying on the platform and looking downstairs, sure enough, the downstairs was empty, and they couldn't even see a can.

"Damn, let them run."

Li Yan scolded hatefully, and then leaned down and squatted down and wiped it on the ground. Someone actually sprinkled lubricating oil on it in advance, no wonder it was so slippery, but who would do such a thing? Not to mention anything else, those who can have the opportunity to go to the rooftop must be their most trusted brothers on weekdays.

Damn it! There are actually ghosts inside!

"Bang--"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. Like a sharp blade cutting through the night sky, Li Yan looked back in amazement, only to feel that every qiē in front of him seemed to be cut into slow motion, time stood still, and space stood still. The world is as quiet as an old movie that has been paused.

Zhao Jinlong's expression was stunned, as if in disbelief, his tall body shook back and forth a few times, and finally knelt on the ground with a pop.

"Brother Long--"

The brothers who reacted rushed to Zhao Jinlong's body like a tide, and when they got closer, the pungent smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt paste came to their faces, and a person trembled over Zhao Jinlong's lying body, and as far as the eye could see, it was in the middle of his eyebrows. It was a hole in blood the size of a coin.

The accident happened overnight, the boss was inexplicably shot in the head, and all his subordinates were dumbfounded at this time, they are a black society, yes, but it is not a little far away from the legendary Taliban professional thugs in Afghanistan, sniper rifles, most people are still in the 'I have heard of it but have never seen it', even if Zhao Jinguang had an accident, few people have really seen his tragic state.

But now it's different. Zhao Jinlong died in front of them, the ground was full of splashes of blood, the heavenly maiden scattered flowers all over the ground, and the snowflakes were still falling. The red and white on the ground show an eerie beauty.

"Who? Who's putting black guns? There is a kind of coming out, you get out of Lao Tzu! ”

After the extreme fear, what remains is extreme anger, some people are scolding and looking around, and naturally some people are afraid to wait for an opportunity to slip away. Then a deeper fear struck, and the iron door downstairs couldn't be opened, and I don't know where it was pinned, and I couldn't pull it open.

"! What's going on, who locked the door. ”

Unknown enemies, sharpshooters who killed with one shot, bosses in pools of blood, locked rooftop doors, one thing on top of each other, anger mixed with fear, instantly pulled everyone on the rooftop into chaos.

………………………………………………………

At this moment, the Golden Emperor Entertainment City has fallen into an unprecedented crisis, not only the sudden tragic death of its own boss, but also more difficult things are happening.

In the hall on the first floor, more than 100 people suddenly rushed in, led by Shi Jing's second son Shi Yan, the lobby manager saw that things were not good, and was about to call someone, when he was smashed by a wine bottle flying from nowhere.

A few streets away from the Golden Emperor Entertainment City, there is a relatively flat open space, which is the sunset red dance field that the square aunt is most keen on, Zhang Xiaoshuai is struggling to take off the wide nylon strap on his shoulders, trying to get himself out of a telescopic huge propeller.

On the side, Yuan Ye had just woken up from the fear of jumping off the building, and was scolding at the top of his throat.

"Zhang Xiaoshuai, I'm XX you're OO, you ...... him"

Zhang Xiaoshuai easily 'broke out of the cocoon into a butterfly', stood up straight with ease, looked back at the ornamental binding technique on Yuan Ye's body, and couldn't help laughing:

"Hey! Is this your attitude towards your life-saver? ”

"Save your grandma, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know, you even calculate Lao Tzu together, Lao Tzu is not finished with you, you little king and eight calves, don't you untie Lao Tzu ...... quickly"

Yuan Ye blushed and had a thick neck, all kinds of scolding, and others didn't do anything yet! But he was so angry with himself that he almost turned his back on it, this kid is not a thing, even his teammates are calculating, he has never seen such a little calf lacking great virtue.

Zhang Xiaoshuai didn't want to deal with him at all, cut the rope on his body with a knife, and turned his head to look at the fat bird that fell on his shoulder.

"Xiao Ming, you did a good job, go home and give you jelly beans to eat, what kind of door do you want to live in?"

"The escape hammer is sturdy."

Just when the rooftop was in chaos, the Night Hades had sneaked into the passage to the rooftop through the vent, and pinned the only iron door to the rooftop with an escape hammer on the spot.

As for the black gun that exploded Zhao Jinlong's head, except for Wang Yu, who still has such a quasi-head to pierce Yang in a hundred steps, Zhang Xiaoshuai can be regarded as a successful retirement, and was about to call a car to pick him up, but Yuan Ye pounced on him like a hungry wolf and began to pick up his clothes.

"Damn, I'm a serious person, hey, hey, hey! Don't go too far,! Don't pick my pants! (To be continued.) )