Chapter Forty-Seven: The Funeral Society
At this moment, in addition to the leader Dahan who was stunned, there were still nine Dahan left in the field.
One of them raised his hand and stopped the rest of the people who were about to come forward to besiege, stared at Xiao Ran coldly, and said, "Friend, you can't control this matter, before I change my mind, you'd better leave quickly." ”
Judging by his appearance and bearing, he should also be one of the leaders of the killer group, his eyes contracted, and he kept looking at Xiao Ran, as if he was speculating about his origin.
"Hehe, I just like to take care of the so-called idle things that can't be managed, but you, you'd better change your mind, otherwise it won't be too late when I change my mind."
Xiao Ran grinned, teasing indifferently.
The leader's eyes shot a fierce light, and his hand moved slightly, as if he wanted to raise it, but he forced himself to endure it, and said with a cold face: "Do you know who we are, why bother wading into this troubled water, so be it, as long as you don't care about today's affairs, in the future, even if I owe you a favor, I will definitely repay it." ”
"What, Mourning Society? How did this killer organization reappear? Xiao Ran was startled, he squinted his eyes and looked at these big men on the opposite side carefully, fierce and iron-blooded, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like it, and he couldn't help but hesitate.
The reputation of the Mourning God Society in Dongchuan is very large, and it must be familiar to a gangster like Xiao Ran.
A year ago, because they assassinated two officials at the deputy department level in succession, they fought several times with the arrested special police, the leader fled from the country, and the party absconded without a trace, and there was basically no news in the past two years.
The backbone members of the Mourning God Society are basically veterans and special policemen, or simply Jiangyang thieves who crisscross several countries, and it can be said that it is a terrorist organization bordering the local underworld and the international underworld, specializing in assassination, kidnapping, extermination and other businesses.
Since the funeral club was knocked out of the nest by the Dongchuan City Public Security Bureau three years ago, it has been quiet, and I don't know what the identity of the beautiful young woman behind it is, so it provoked this gang of evil gods.
These thoughts were spinning like a windmill in Xiao Ran's mind, and the leader Dahan looked at Xiao Ran and hesitated, and with a bottom in his heart, he slowly walked over, and said in a low voice: "The mourning god will always get along with friends on the rivers and lakes, this matter has nothing to do with you, please don't stop us from doing things, this favor I owe the North Wild Wolf, what will the little brother send in the future, just bring a message." ”
The man in the suit on the side listened to Xiao Ran actually talking about business with the other party, and his heart was very nervous, and his feet trembled a little.
Xiao Ran knew that it would be difficult to mess with the mourning gods, but if he watched the two people behind him being killed like this, he would feel very uncomfortable.
At this moment, there was a loud shout from the sky overhead, and a black person on the roof of the car on the left side was like a leopard, and pounced on Xiao Ran, holding a dagger in both hands, which flashed in the dim light of the underground parking lot.
", sneak attack!!"
Xiao Ran roared. Almost at the same time, the leader of the man had an extra military thorn in his hand, like a poisonous snake, ruthless and fast, and stabbed towards Xiao Ran's heart, and the cold air of the military thorn pierced Xiao Ran's heart The skin of Xiao Ran's heart was bursting, and the murderous weight was incomparable.
In such a situation, Xiao Ran's road ahead is blocked, there is no way to retreat, so ambush and sniping, it is really closely coordinated and seamless.
At this life-threatening moment, Xiao Ran shouted, stretched out his left hand like lightning, caught the military thorn that stabbed like a poisonous snake, and at the same time flew up with his left foot, kicking the killer behind him and flying out, only to see the killer shoot out like an arrow, and when he went, he was faster than when he came, slammed into an Audi door, fell to the ground, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Xiao Ran's flying kick broke at least five or six of his ribs, and after he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, no matter how brave he was, he couldn't get up again.
The grab and kick that Xiao Ran used didn't have any mystery, it was completely a trick when the gangsters were fighting, but after cultivating the "Earth Demon Technique", there was a true element in his body, and the speed was several times faster than that of ordinary people.
If the same move is used at a speed five times faster than that of ordinary people, the power will increase exponentially, and the remaining seven big men will not have time to blink their eyes, and a well-planned assassination will come to naught.
The leader Dahan felt that the thorn in his hand fell on the palm of Xiao Ran's hand, as if it was inlaid with steel, although he tried his best to pull it, he still didn't move, looking at Xiao Ran's leisurely expression, a complicated emotion suddenly rose in his heart.
This kind of complex emotion is intertwined by dissatisfaction, fear, fear and other emotions, the leader Dahan has killed countless people, originally thought that his heart had been indifferent to any emotional fluctuations, but at this moment, he knew that he was wrong.
His mood fluctuates, but fluctuates greatly.
Xiao Ran looked at the leader Dahan's face turned red, smiled slightly, and suddenly a fluttering palm was imprinted on his mud pill palace, very light and soft, and outsiders looked at Xiao Ran just brushing his head. But the iron-blooded man, who didn't even frown with a knife and axe, fell down like a piece of wood.
The seven big men on the opposite side saw that the two leaders had fallen, but they did not show any fear at all, they looked at each other, and they were still in a "three-three system" formation, and the cat rushed up with their waists.
Xiao Ran secretly sighed in his heart, this mourning society is really not an ordinary gangster who can be compared, indomitable, iron-blooded and brave, and will not give up until he reaches his goal, so many people have fallen, he is not afraid at all, it is really a first-class killer organization, no wonder it was so famous back then.
But Xiao Ran was not afraid, he hesitated just now just because he and the two people behind him were not related, there was no need to step forward for them and get into trouble, but with the true yuan ability, how could he be put down by these ordinary people?
He squinted his eyes and looked at the seven big men who were approaching, and there was a calm look in his eyes, but his hand reached into his pocket, and when his hand was stretched out, there were five or six more shiny silver needles.
Seven big men crossed cover and rushed up one by one, one big man rushed first, and the army stabbed Xiao Ran in the neck, ruthless and accurate.
Although his speed is surprisingly fast, but in Xiao Ran's eyes, it is just an ordinary speed, Xiao Ran has refined the "Earth Demon Technique", and the true element in his body has increased, and he is much stronger than ordinary people in all aspects, whether it is hearing, sight or smell, it has been enhanced.
His eyes were quick, and a silver needle stabbed at the Quchi point on the big man's arm.
Xiao Ran was sure that before the military stabbed him, he would put the big man over, and then he took the preemptive action, and the big man only saw Xiao Ran's arm move, and the shiny silver needle reached his arm.
Seeing that the big man was about to be stabbed by the silver needle, Xiao Ran didn't continue to stab down, but turned over and kicked on the side of a big man's military thorn, the big man's military spur seemed to be kicked by a fierce horse, his arm was shocked, and the tiger's mouth was bloody.
If it weren't for this kick, the military thorn of the big man on the side would have passed through Xiao Ran's lower abdomen, Xiao Ran kicked away the military thorn, pricked it with his hand, and inserted the silver needle between his fingers into the middle point of the chest of the big man who was attacking head-on.
The big man screamed wildly, his eyes rolled white, his body fell limply, and he just hissed: "Brothers, his... Silver Needle..."
Before he finished speaking, he was kicked up by Xiao Ran, kicked him out, and hung upside down on a lampstand with a bang, staggering and falling off.