Syllable! Ling Zijie kicked and shattered the glass of the front door of the office building, and the glass shards splashed everywhere and piled up on the ground.

He walked in step by step, the rain dripping down on the marble floor of the foyer.

"Who? Tired of being crooked? "There are four big men in the foyer, all in black suits, they are the security guards of the building to outsiders, but Ling Zijie knows that these guys are just the thugs at the bottom of the Xingrong Society.

Without speaking, Ling Zijie continued to move forward step by step.

"Talk about you! ! Seeing that Ling Zijie didn't say a word, a few black suits came over, and he lost that little girl tonight, and he was already resentful by the above, and now he met two hundred and five, how could these people pretend to be polite as usual, and rushed over directly, ready to spread their anger on this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky.

"You're timid, do you know what this place is?" One guy is going to do it when he says it.

Syllable! Ling Zijie slapped him in the face, and the guy who hit him was stunned in place.

"This is the Xingrong Society?" Ling Zijie frowned.

The guy who was beaten suddenly reacted when he heard the question, and raised his foot and kicked at Ling Zijie, "I know that Xingrong will dare to do it!" ”

Ling Zijie didn't move, grabbed the kicking foot, and with a force of his arm, he threw the guy out with a bang, smashing another 'one' reading 'novel' ybdu glass door, and smashed it directly under the steps outside the door.

"Someone, there's a troublemaker downstairs!" When the other three saw this situation, they suddenly became angry, and rushed over with a shout at the walkie-talkie.

The people of Xingrong Club have not been walking sideways in the past few years, and today someone dares to call the door directly, it is really a old birthday star drinking arsenic, and he is impatient.

The three of them took out a few batons from their arms and rushed over, slashing their heads and covering their faces at Ling Zijie.

Bang bang bang! With three kicks in a row, the three guys who rushed over were instantly kicked away and smashed on the vases and ornaments in the hall, one by one, like prawns fished out of water, hunched over and prostrate on the ground, only feeling that their chests seemed to be squeezed together, and they couldn't breathe in, and they didn't even have the strength to call.

After straightening his clothes, Ling Zijie stepped on the water stains and continued to move forward.

Instead of taking the elevator, he walked up the stairs, and the thugs who heard the call in the foyer downstairs were also rushing down the stairs.

I saw a strange teenager, dripping with rain and walking up step by step, and the first few guys who rushed down were a little confused.

"You're the one who stirs the trouble?" A big fat man blocked the staircase and asked Ling Zijie viciously.

In fact, they are not sure, after all, such a thin and weak teenager will not be able to make the brothers below call for help, in their minds, there should be other gangs at the bottom to make trouble, at least on the scale of dozens of people.

Ling Zijie didn't answer and continued to go up.

"! Lao Tzu asks you! As he spoke, the big fat man raised the machete in his hand and pointed at Ling Zijie, who was going up step by step, "Get out of here, otherwise Lao Tzu will chop you!" ”

But Ling Zijie didn't seem to hear his words, and still walked up slowly, with a steady pace, not in a hurry or impatient.

"!" The big fat man scolded angrily, raised his knife and slashed at Ling Zijie.

Syllable! Ling Zijie raised his hand and grabbed the fat man's wrist, and then pulled and twisted his body violently, and the big fat man was thrown directly to the corner of the stairs by him like a broken sack.

The screams came, waking up a few thugs behind, and their faces changed one by one, and they rushed towards Ling Zijie with the machete in their hands.

Ling Zijie dodged, snatched the machete from a thug with his backhand, and slashed out at a few guys around him with two pops.

Blood was raging all around, a scream rang out, and blood was splattered everywhere on the walls of the stairwell.

Ling Zijie didn't turn his head back, and continued to go up with a machete.

In the conference room on the top floor, everyone didn't leave, they were waiting for the news of Eagle Hooknose, and they knew very well that since the president had spoken, and it was Eagle Hooknose who had made a move, none of them would believe that kid would survive tonight.

Until someone pushed the door open in a panic, Ling Zijie was not far from the top floor.

"He's coming, he's coming!" The thugs who pushed the door in didn't care who was inside, and shouted in a panic as soon as they entered the door, which made Hu Tian frown.

"What's the panic, who's coming?" A small leader stood up and reprimanded the thug who had just entered the door.

"The man came, he came, just downstairs, and came up right away."

Syllable! The little boss slapped the thug, "me ask you who's coming, tell me clearly!" ”

The thug was woken up by a slap, swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "The man from three years ago came." ”

"Oh?" When the smiling tiger heard the thug's words, there was a hint of surprise on his smiling face, "So, what kind of Brother Jie you are talking about, is there really a couple of shots, and he actually escaped Ah Leng's pursuit?" ”

The smiling tiger said that Ah Leng is the hook nose, and until now he still doesn't believe that a teenager will be Ah Leng's opponent, he thinks that the kid is just lucky and didn't meet Ah Leng.

"Big brother, shall I take a look?" The smiling tiger looked back at Hu Tian, still smiling.

President Hu Tian nodded slightly, "Well, don't kill it first, catch it and I'll take a look." ”

"Okay." The smiling tiger answered, raised his hand and rubbed his bald head, got up and walked out.

Puff two knives, slashing over a few guys who rushed over again, Ling Zijie had already come to the stairwell on the top floor, he knew that those guys from the Xingrong Club must be waiting for him on the top floor.

The thugs around the stairwell were frightened by Ling Zijie's appearance, the blood all over his body exuded a strong smell of blood, coupled with his bloodthirsty and crazy eyes, for a while, those thugs retreated one after another, although they had an absolute advantage in numbers, they still couldn't hold the machete in their hands steadily, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Ling Zijie.

Although they are all bastards who lick blood from the edge of the knife, who has ever seen such a battle, a person with a knife, just rushed to the top floor of the Xingrong Society, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes today, they would have thought that others were bragging.

Bang bang, just as the men retreated, there was applause behind them.

Everyone was shocked and looked back, only to see the smiling tiger walking towards here while applauding.

The thugs quickly moved out of the way.

"The young man is very angry." The smiling tiger stopped clapping, smiled and stood in front of the thugs, then turned to look at the thugs who were around and trembling and holding machetes, and frowned.

"What are you doing here? Put it away, don't frighten your guests. ”

The thugs looked at each other, not understanding what medicine was being sold in the smiling tiger gourd, but they still put away the machetes in their hands one by one under his stern gaze.

Then the smiling tiger turned to Ling Zijie again, and said with a smile: "Little brother, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, the people below are not sensible, so you are frightened, come, please inside, the president is waiting for you." ”

As he spoke, the smiling tiger walked over and stretched out his hand to let Ling Zijie in.

But just as he was approaching Lin Zijie's side, the smiling tiger suddenly changed his smile, and a small dagger suddenly popped out of his sleeve, stabbing at Ling Zijie's left waist.

While! The machete in Ling Zijie's hand was erected, jamming the stabbing dagger.

"Your Xingrong Society, are all miscellaneous like you?" Ling Zijie raised his eyebrows, raised his hand suddenly, and waved away the smiling tiger.

"It's a bit of a way." The smiling tiger who was blocked did not change his complexion, but he lost his initial smile.

"It seems that Ah Leng has been killed by you." A flash of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then a dagger of the same size appeared in his other hand, "Then, you can bury him with you!" ”

After speaking, the momentum of the smiling tiger changed, and even those people behind him could feel the murderous aura coming from him, and the current smiling tiger was a smiling tiger they had never seen before.

"Then it's up to you to see if you're capable of that." Ling Zijie held the machete across his chest, and he also felt the change in his bald head.

The smiling tiger didn't speak, holding two daggers in both hands, and slammed into Ling Zijie, his body was so athletic that he couldn't believe that this was an action that a fat man with a skin could do.

Whew! Ling Zijie has been dodging, this bald head is not only agile and fast, but also the two daggers are wielded in a very orderly manner, often stabbing at Ling Zijie from unexpected directions.

Whew, in a flash again, the machete in Ling Zijie's hand slashed towards the smiling tiger in the direction of the side.

While! The smiling tiger raised his two daggers and blocked a knife from Ling Zijie.

The two looked at each other and retreated with a bang.

Smiling Tiger looked incredulous, he had already tried his best to overestimate this kid, after all, the person who could take down Ah Leng was not weak, but he found out through the short contact just now that this kid's reaction and adaptability were very terrifying, no matter how he changed, it seemed to be in his expectation, this is the really terrible place.

And the thugs around him were already dumbfounded, looking at Ling Zijie one by one as if they had seen a ghost, although they had never seen the benefits of the bald smiling tiger, but after all, they had mixed up in the Golden Triangle, and they had heard of some of his deeds in the past few years, not too surprised, and the kid who looked like he was only ten years old could actually fight with the smiling tiger, what is the situation?

Thinking of this, these people have a chill down their spines, if they really rushed up just now, what would have happened?

One by one, they looked at Ling Zijie's blood-soaked coat and retreated a few steps back again.

Ling Zijie raised the machete horizontally, his eyes were cold, he had already figured out the path of this bald head after the contact just now, and he didn't plan to spend it with him anymore.

Call! This time, Ling Zijie took the initiative to attack, the smiling tiger's complexion changed, and he waved a dagger with both hands to parry, but it was no longer effective to play the role just now.

Ling Zijie turned around, the machete blocked the two daggers, and the bald head was attached to his back, and then the machete stabbed out from under his armpit.

Burst! The smiling tiger spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, and he looked down at the machete that pierced his abdomen in disbelief, and at the moment when Ling Zijie suddenly pulled out the machete, he fell softly.

Ignoring the smiling tiger that fell to the side, Ling Zijie looked at the group of thugs gathered behind him.

Whoa! The thugs took a step back neatly, and a passage was made in the middle of the corridor, and they all looked at Ling Zijie cautiously with fear in their eyes.

Click, Ling Zijie walked through the passage between them, his eyes did not squint, he didn't pay attention to this group of miscellaneous fish at all, he knew that the new president of the Xingrong Society was in the conference room at the end of the corridor.

Click! Ling Zijie stepped on the door of the conference room, and the sawdust flying on the door was trampled to pieces.