Although Zhang Yang's meditation was interrupted, he could feel that this was a very cruel battle, and it was also a very strange battle, except for the sound of the glass door shattering, the entire seven-story inn was filled with a low and painful killing.

It was a silent war, and there was almost no shouting except for the occasional scream of pain, which only added to the heart-palpitating cruelty and mysterious killing.

Often, the kind of war without sound is more frightening, which is like a ghost movie, and the kind of noisy and howling horror film is often less shocking than the quiet and suffocating horror film.

It seems that these attackers and the attacked have a tacit understanding to try not to make a sound.

Zhang Yang felt the murderous intent spreading in the air, his blood was boiling, and a killing intent was growing madly in his heart.

Finally, the battle spread to the room near Zhang Yang, and after a sound of smashing and things falling to the ground, it slowly fell silent, followed by the sound of a woman sobbing in a low voice, apparently, someone was injured or killed......

"Phew!" With a loud bang, Zhang Yang's door was kicked open by a ** upper body, covered in pimples and flesh, and there was almost no hesitation, and the macho man rushed towards Zhang Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the chair, wielding a boning knife in his hand, which was extremely sharp.

The dim light in the hallway shone into the room, and suddenly, the macho man's entire body was fixed like a sculpture, and the raised boning knife was frozen in the air.

Because, the muzzle of a black hole hole is facing him, and the gun is held in the hand of a young man with a cold face, and the macho man believes that as long as he moves slightly, the other party will shoot without hesitation, which is completely intuitive.

"The dog said, and the ...... who came to the door" Liu Biao was already with a knife in his hand at the moment when the door was kicked and broken, and saw Liu Biao forcing the macho man with a gun, and almost without hesitation, he slashed into that hand, Liu Biao suddenly woke up, naturally he didn't know that it was the people of Xinjiang Province who had infighting, and thought that he was being chased and killed.

"Ah......" After the knife light, there was a low scream, and the huge body of the macho man was kicked to the ground by Liu Biao, holding the severed hand and gritting his teeth and screaming in pain.

"Peng!" With a bang, another person rushed in.

"Squat down facing the wall." The gun in Zhang Yang's hand did not move at all, and there was no expression on his face.

Looking at the muzzle of the gun with the muffler, the knife in the hand of the person who rushed in trembled, glanced at the macho man whose body was twisted together in pain on the ground, and finally, he stood obediently facing the wall.

One, two, three......

Under the muzzle of Zhang Yang's black hole, four people quickly squatted down in this small room, facing the wall, holding their heads in their hands, and all the murder weapons were confiscated by Liu Biao and placed on the bed.

"Brother, we are looking for trouble with Anwar, we know that he is here today, I think, we should have a misunderstanding, you are definitely not Anwar's subordinates, we are Alimu's subordinates, I hope you can give some face, our well water does not interfere with river water, today's incident should not have happened, how about it?" The last to come in was an older man, who spoke fluent Mandarin, and it was clear from how he dressed and dressed that Zhang Yang was not their enemy.

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, because he was waiting for someone, waiting for the person who started practicing in the corridor.

Really!

The young man was already wearing an inferior black suit, and the sharp waist knife in his hand sneaked over step by step, and he seemed to hesitate at the door, and finally, poked his head......

"Come in, the person you're looking for is here." Zhang Yang said lightly, from the beginning, he felt that the young man seemed to be looking for a target, and he was not very effective in the melee, in fact, Zhang Yang's thoughts were always staring at this person, although it could not be as clear as when he was meditating, but he could still judge a person's position and movements, perhaps, if these inductions could be materialized, then, it was the time when meditation was completed.

The young man glanced at the man squatting on the ground, and his eyes fell on the macho man who was holding his severed hand and twisting on the ground.

"Friend or foe?" A trace of madness flashed in the young man's eyes, staring at Zhang Yang tightly, his waist knife was tightly held in his hand, as if it might burst out at any time and hurt people, in his eyes, Zhang Yang's pistol seemed to be non-existent.

"Slowly put your hand down, well, slowly, I know, your knife is fast, you can make five cuts in a second, but I can definitely shoot a bullet into your heart when you go out." The gun raised by Zhang Yang did not move at all, and it was firmly aimed at the young man.

"Who are you?"

The young man didn't put down the knife, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he couldn't imagine that the person on the other side who had never seen him actually knew the speed of his knife, which filled him with curiosity.

"Not an enemy, not a friend, I'm here, I slept well, and they broke down the door to kill us."

"Don't you have eyes to see that they are locals, a bunch of stupid pigs? If you kill him, no one will be able to do business in this provincial capital! The young man spat hard at the squatting people on the ground.

"Well, now it's my turn to ask, who are they?" Zhang Yang asked.

"They are Alimu's subordinates, and they want to snatch our territory in Province H." The young man replied very succinctly.

"Hehe, I know this, what I want to know is, why are you looking for him." Zhang Yang smiled faintly and glanced at the people on the ground.

"How do you know I'm looking for him?" The young man asked in surprise.

"Are you fucking deaf? It's our boss asking you! Liu Biao walked over, grabbed the young man's arm like a huge palm iron tong, collected his waist knife, and suddenly punched the young man's stomach, the young man was punched by Liu Biao and lay on the ground, the pain broke out in a cold sweat, Liu Biao's strength is so great, this kind of being forced by a gun and can't dodge a punch, the young man can stand it.

Zhang Yang smiled, Liu Biao will always be his best partner, he knows when to go crazy, this young man is a little unruly, he won't speak honestly if he doesn't let him suffer a little.

Sure enough, being suppressed by Liu Biao's arrogance, although the young man was angry, he didn't have the stubbornness he had at the beginning.

"Stay at the door, and whoever dares to come in will shoot." Zhang Yang picked up the sharp machete in one hand, threw the gun in his hand to Liu Biao, and said to the young man, "You can say it." ”

"Be honest!" Liu Biao walked to the door and kicked the young man in the ass, kicking him to Zhang Yang's feet.

"He killed my brother." A spark of hatred shot out of the young man's eyes.

"No, Aze...... I didn't kill ......," the man holding the severed hand pleaded with a painful face.

"Brother Amu, I will call you Brother Amu at the end, you used to be a person I admired, you are one of the most capable generals under Alimu, I used to treat you as my idol, I took you as my target, but you disappointed me very much, the boss of Maimaiti dealt with a few [***] elements last time, and asked Alimu to send people, including you and my brother, as a result, you all came back, but my brother died......" The young man looked hideous.

"Aze, I really didn't kill your brother......"

"Well, yes, no, you may not have killed, but, it was you who betrayed my brother, you can't think of it, my brother sent me a message when he was dying, and he told me that it was you who betrayed him!" The young man hated.

“……”

The big man named Amu suddenly turned pale, and his mouth opened without speaking.

There seemed to be silence in the room, Zhang Yang also fell into thought, and a noisy sound was heard outside, it seemed that some people had already retreated, and a few people seemed to be preparing to go this way, but they were forced by Liu Biao's gun and retreated.

Finally, Zhang Yang broke the silence.

"I'll leave it to you." Zhang Yang stood up lightly and threw the waist knife on the bed to the young man named Aze.

"Thank you!"

The young man waved his hand, the small scimitar fell into his hand, his movements did not stop at all, the moment he took the small scimitar, the scimitar drew a silver dotted line in the air, and hit the man holding the severed hand, without any hesitation, the man almost didn't even make a scream, staring blankly at his disemboweling chest, at that moment, the blood did not have time to flow out, you can see that the blood-red heart that is still beating has been cut with a long opening......

This is a fatal knife, this is a knife that has been tempered for a thousand years!

What a fast knife!

Zhang Yang's pupils couldn't help but constrict, the speed of this young man's knife actually exceeded his calculations, he had already surpassed the world's highest record of boxers, seven punches!

The teenager's hand speed had reached eight times per second.

This is a terrifying speed, in the face of this speed, there is no need for tricks, you can completely rely on speed to win, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't resist this speed.

(To be continued)