"Brother Dong, this person is not right." Yuan Tianzhong saw that the young man was really strange, and he was even more suspicious in his heart.

As he spoke, the soft sword leaf in his hand swam towards Haochen's ribs like a silver snake, and Haochen had to turn his head to deal with it.

Although the latter tried his best to put his face away, Yuan Tianzhong still keenly captured his angular eyebrows and scars at the corners of his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes became sharp. The soft sword in his hand was even more unceremonious, turning into three silver rays of light, pointing at Haochen's upper, middle and lower three ways.

Haochen was shocked in his heart, vaguely knowing that he had been recognized by Yuan Tianzhong, and he didn't care about covering up his identity, and waved his knife to block it. Helplessly, the soft sword was much more flexible than the broken blade that Hao Chen picked up casually, and the space behind the bench was narrow, so Hao Chen's dodge was obviously at a loss.

At the same time, the young man's face was also completely revealed, at this time, even if Xie Wendong was a noble person and forgot things, he knew why the young man in front of him was so familiar. There was a gleam in his eyes, the young man in front of him was very likely to be in a group with the black-clothed man outside, otherwise it would not have been possible to break through their line of fire so easily, and he happened to hide beside himself and the others.

Xie Wendong glanced at his watch, and his brows furrowed again. No matter how strong the means of that fake godfather are, it will be difficult for him to enter too many black men under the nose of Hongmen. There are already quite a few more than 30 killers who sniped at him today, so there are certainly not many enemies who stop the brothers in Chengdu Hongmen. It's just that 20 minutes have passed since the accident happened. At the speed of Hongmen, it is already a bit slow.

There must be demons when things go out of the normal state, Xie Wendong* eyes, if this catastrophe can pass, you should check Chengdu Hongmen.

On the other side, Yuan Tianzhong and Ren Changfeng, who understood the situation, were already fighting with Haochen.

I saw Ren Changfeng attacking with a single knife, and Yuan Tianzhong steadily and flexibly blocked all the roads of Haochen, Haochen was overwhelmed by the two of them, and retreated again and again, until the very edge, seeing Yuan Tianzhong's soft sword brushing the tip of his nose again, a cold sweat broke out on Haochen's face, and he just tilted back slightly, and Ren Changfeng's blade had already arrived with him. Haochen couldn't avoid it, so he had to jump deep and jump out of the hiding place.

At this time, the young man was extremely embarrassed. The handsome face was covered with fine beads of sweat, the wounds on his body were cracked, and coupled with the small wounds left by Ren Changfeng on his body just now, he was simply a bloody man.

It's just that the nightmare has just begun, and Haochen, who was taken out of the hiding place, has become a live target.

Several men in black who reacted quickly took the lead in shooting, and Haochen rolled on a donkey, which was able to dodge. Before he could stabilize his body, the second shot came, and at this time, Haochen simply closed his eyes and secretly said namelessly.

A strong wind came, and Hao Chen felt a sharp pain in his forehead, and a door panel slammed on his head. It's just that the sharp pain he expected his whole body to be torn by a bullet was not.

Ping Pong - It turns out that the texture of the door panel flying through the air is the same as that of the main entrance of the church. From a distance, it looks wooden, but it is a bulletproof steel plate, which is why Yuan Tianzhong Ren Changfeng couldn't kick the door.

This extra door panel was originally used to reinforce the back door, but perhaps the false priest did not think it was necessary, so he left it idle on the second floor. Naturally, in order to save the emergency, it did come in handy.

Without thinking about it, he knew that this was a bad move that Tang Yin came up with in a hurry, smashed him with the door panel, and helped him as a bullet by the way.

Suddenly, the dynamic rock music remembered. Haochen, who was already exhausted, stood up like a chicken blood, and became warlike again.

The men in black looked up to find the place where the music was playing.

"No need to look for it, I'm here."

I saw a man in casual clothes lazily straddle the wooden railing on the second floor, looking down at the people below. It was like looking down on the divine land of all beings.

“fire！ (Fire)" one of the black-clothed men shouted, and at one time, dozens of swords rushed at Tang Yin.

Whew, as if a gust of wind was blowing, the bullet smashed the railing, but Tang Yin was gone.

Haochen, who had just regained hope of life, sank in his heart, he was arrested in a coma, and he had never seen Tang Yin's skills, I believe that even if Tang Yin is fast, he can't be as fast as a bullet. Even if you can avoid a bullet, you can't avoid more than a dozen people shooting at the same time. Thinking of this, Haochen's face became more and more pale, could it be that Tang Yin had been shot indiscriminately and turned into powder?

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly saw that the black-clothed group had exploded.

“hewasn’tkilled.heishere！ (He's not dead yet!) Over here! ）”

But seeing that Tang Yin had leaned against the wall on the first floor for some time, he couldn't find any traces of injury on his body, and with a cynical smile, he gently wiped the waning moon scimitar in his hand.

Haochen jumped up in shock, what kind of body hair was it, simply dodging the close-range attack of the pistol, and even his clothes were not stained with dust? Is this person a human or a ghost?

"Who are you?"

Among the people in black who were also frightened, someone asked in a screaming voice in out-of-tune Chinese.

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, Tang Yin ignored his questioning, but instead looked up and down at Haochen, who was in a mess, and raised his eyebrows.

"Still too weak!"

When Haochen heard this, a wave of shame and anger in his heart overshadowed the little awe he had just born. was about to open his mouth to scold, but he looked at Tang Yin's slightly green eyes, and his heart trembled, and he swallowed the words that came to his mouth in a daze, and sat against the wall with a gloomy face.

The form is so critical that I don't have the same insight with it. Haochen explained his weakness in this way.

Seeing that Tang Yin ignored him, the man in black communicated with Haochen instead, secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and shouted again sharply, "If you don't talk again, we will shoot." Tell me, who, why are you here? It's just that these words are obviously not confident.

Tang Yin finally raised his eyes to look at the man in black, and his eyes seemed to carry invisible pressure, "Tang Yin, kill someone!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Tang Yin suddenly turned into a ghost and reached the man in black who spoke.

It was so fast, so fast that before the man in black could see what was going on, the shadow had already approached him.

He slowly raised his head, and saw a handsome and murderous smiling face.

You.... The man in black didn't understand how the man who was still a few meters away just now came to him. He was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a chill under him, he slowly lowered his head, and saw a scimitar, like a crescent moon, one end of the scimitar was in the opponent's hand, while the other end was deeply pierced into his lower abdomen.

He could even feel the coldness of the scimitar inside him.

"Ahh

The man in black let out an earth-shattering scream, grabbed his wrist holding the knife, raised the gun with the other hand, and hit the opponent's head, Tang Yin sneered, shook his wrist, easily shook off the hand of the man in black, and took advantage of the situation to pull the scimitar out.

"Also, talk to me like this, you, don't deserve it!"

He was teasing, not dialing, this teasing, the scimitar took the black-clothed man's lower abdomen all the way to his chest, completely opened, and suddenly, his internal organs flowed out with the opening, spilled on the ground, and smashed on his own feet.

Thump!

The man in black who spoke had his eyes wide open and straightened up.

The other black-clothed killers woke up like a dream, and they all screamed in surprise, one arm was so frightened by the cruel methods of the other party that they were bloodless, and raised their pistols, ready to shoot at Tang Yin.

But before they could pull the trigger, Tang Yin rushed into the crowd, shaking his arms and playing with two waning moons until he kept drawing silver light in the air, after the silver light, it was snow, for a while, the church screamed for a while, only to see the bloody wind and rain, but no figure Half a minute later, the screams disappeared, and the pungent smell of blood type in the air was permeated. Only rhythmic rock 'n' roll is punctuated by staccato moans, piercing echoes.

More than thirty killers, except for the one who was disemboweled, the rest were cut off from their right hands and feet, struggling in a pool of blood.

When Xie Wendong and the others came out of the hiding place, they saw such a scene of stumps and broken arms all over the ground.

"Tang Yin?" Ren Changfeng stared at the middle of the field, the only person standing with blood, and blurted out.

Tang Yin's gaze crossed Ren Changfeng, who was walking in front, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously provoked a gentle smile.

"Long time no see, don't come unharmed?"

"Xie-wen-dong!"