Chapter 943: Saving People Under the Gun
Hearing this categorical sentence coming out of Zeng Yihang's mouth, and seeing the determined look between his eyebrows, Li Chuan also saw that this underworld hero should really want to reshuffle Tianhai's underground fighting market. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info where to chase novels
As for whether the result of the shuffle is good or bad, he is not sure, but he can't help but have a trace of respect for him because of the words that foreign fighters will no longer be allowed to kick at will.
After saying goodbye to Zeng Yihang, Li Chuan, Li Mu, Zhao Tie and others came to the deck, and soon a speedboat in charge of picking up and dropping off personnel sailed over from the river and sent them to the opposite bank.
"Brother Chuan, what should we do now?" Li Mu stood on the edge of the river, looking at the busy streets in the distance and frowned, although his plan was to rescue the young man nicknamed the Grim Reaper from the muzzle of Jiang Zhi's men, but now he couldn't even find anyone, and everything else could only be empty talk.
"It's okay, you gather the people first, and then follow me." Li Chuan smiled confidently, wanting to find someone in the vast sea of people in Tianhai City is tantamount to looking for a needle in the sea, but for Li Chuan, it is an exception, as early as when the Grim Reaper left the cabin of the Tianhai ship, he left a divine sense mark on him, even if he walked to the cape of Tianhai, he could be sensed.
"Lao Zhao, you go to the company immediately and bring a team of people over."
After experiencing those scenes tonight, now Li Mu did not question Li Chuan's words at all, and immediately commanded Zhao Tie.
Zhao Tie nodded in response, started the Yeyue car, roared and quickly disappeared into the vast night.
"We're not going to be late, are we?" Seeing Zhao Tie's car leave, Li Mu was a little worried.
Li Chuan shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't worry, it's not too late." β
He still has some confidence in the strength of the god of death, although it is impossible to fight hard with the heavily armed Jiang Zhi, but there is no problem in hiding and protecting himself in a short period of time.
Hearing Li Chuan say this, Li Mu was no longer worried.
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At this moment, on the streets of Tianhai City, where the crowds are flowing, the young god of death is holding a lockbox in one hand, running wildly under the cover of night, speeding through the streets and alleys, like a vigorous cheetah shuttling in the forest.
Soon after getting off the boat, he had already noticed that two small cars were following him from a distance, and he didn't even think that it must be the subordinates sent by Jiang Zhi, but fortunately, he walked in a narrow alley along the way, so he didn't let the two cars behind him catch up with him for the time being.
After two blocks, the Grim Reaper came to a narrow alley, and finally showed a relaxed look on his face, as long as he crossed this long alley again, there was a crowded pedestrian street not far in front of him, even if he was a fish into the sea, those people wanted to find themselves again It was simply wishful thinking.
The Grim Reaper tightened his grip on the lockbox and sped forward.
"Boom...... Boom ......"
A shrill roar peculiar to a motorcycle suddenly came from behind, and the heart of death suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, and he couldn't open his eyes because of the bright light coming from the entrance of the alley.
At the same time, the sound of motorcycle brakes sounded at the other end of the long alley, completely blocking his front and back roads.
The Grim Reaper took a long breath, and without much horror on his face, he gently set the lockbox aside, his legs slightly bent in an offensive stance.
A dozen figures stepped out of the motorcycle and quickly surrounded him.
"Boy, do you really think that our Mr. Jiang's money is so easy to get?" A young bald man who looked like a small boss looked at Death and smiled contemptuously, a striking scar on his face that looked particularly hideous.
"Hehe, fortunately, Brother Hu, you were prepared, otherwise you would have been slipped away by this cunning boy."
Behind the bald head, a man in a trench coat sneered.
"Boy, don't think about resisting, even if you can fight again, what can you do faster than the guy in my brother's hand?"
Seeing the wary look on Death's face, the bald young man snorted coldly, and immediately six or seven of them were silenced. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at him.
"Despicable."
There was not the slightest emotion in the cold eyes of the Grim Reaper, just coldness
Spit out two words and clenched his fists a little tighter.
"Brother, you are still too naΓ―ve, now the world pays attention to the winner is the king, for our President Jiang, that is, those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me die, you offend him, and there is no place for you in the entire Tianhai City."
The bald head, who felt that everything was under control, played with the pistol in his hand, and said with a triumphant smile: "Actually, you are not completely without a way to live, as long as you nod obediently and go back with us, and stay under President Jiang to fight in the future, your glory and wealth are indispensable." β
The Grim Reaper grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "Dreaming." β
"Damn, I don't know how to lift, I made him! The corpse sank into the river. β
The bald head looked cold, and waved at his younger brother.
"Click......
There was a sound of bullets loading quickly, but it was not from the pistols of Jiang Zhi's subordinates.
"Who?"
The bald head was startled, and suddenly turned around and asked, he had already heard that this was a miniature chong. The sound of the upper magazine unique to the sharp gun, and the people on his side are all silenced pistols with uniform belts for the convenience of their own affairs.
"Let him go, and you can all leave alive."
A burly man wearing a black mask walked over the motorcycle from the mouth of the alley, followed by more than a dozen black-clothed men with cold expressions, all of whom were holding black micro-hairs in their hands. Rush.
The bald man's face changed, he took two steps back, and said in a deep voice: "No matter whose subordinate you are, it's best to leave immediately, this person is what President Jiang has specified to kill, let him go, don't let any of you want to be happy." β
Although the firepower configuration of this group of mysterious people who suddenly killed halfway was much stronger than that of his own side, the bald head did not seem very flustered, and directly raised Jiang Zhi's name, believing that as long as the other party was a force on the road, it was impossible for him to have the courage to fight against Jiang Zong so blatantly.
"Mr. Jiang? Hehe, I don't know, why don't you call him over to talk? β
The masked man raised the micro in his hand. Chong sneered impatiently: "Hurry up, get out, Lao Tzu has no time to waste time with you, and then don't believe it Lao Tzu will leave a few holes in your body one by one?"
The bald head said angrily: "You dare! β
However, this voice sounded a hint of lack of confidence, he didn't expect that this group of people would not even give Mr. Jiang face, it seemed that they were determined to save this kid.
"Don't believe you? Ten seconds! β
The masked man waved his hand, and more than a dozen micro. Chong's muzzle was immediately aimed at the bald head and the others, and at the same time, his mouth began to count: "Ten, nine, eight, seven......"
"Mr. Jiang will not let you go!" The bald head still wants to do the last stubborn resistance.
"Four...... Three ......"
The masked man was unmoved at all and continued to count down coldly.
"Two."
Finally, when he counted to two, the muscles on his bald face twitched fiercely a few times, and he waved his hand angrily: "Let's go!" β
He saw the murderous spirit in the eyes of the masked man, and believed that as long as he delayed any longer, he would really be beaten into a sieve, although he would definitely be scolded if he couldn't complete the task and go back, it would be better than losing his life, who called the current situation stronger than people.
"This brother, dare you leave a name, I will definitely come to the door another day to repay the kindness of my life tonight."
Walking to the mouth of the alley, the bald head reluctantly turned back again, hoping to find out what this group of inexplicable people were.
The masked man laughed: "Keep your sister, you are an idiot to be an idiot, why don't you just take off the mask and show you?" Hurry up and get out, or don't leave any of them! β
The bald head was so angry that his face turned pale, and he stared at him hatefully: "You wait, Mr. Jiang will definitely not let you go." β
"Okay, got it, got out." The masked man waved his hands impatiently, like chasing flies.
With a shrill roar, several motorcycles quickly disappeared completely, and after the masked man looked around, he really didn't find anything abnormal, and then he ripped off his hood, revealing a rough familiar face.