"I'm looking for your manager, hehe, I've brought him something good." Liu Biao had a peach pit in his mouth, and his speech was a little indistinct.

"I'm sorry, do you have an appointment?"

The young man in the suit uniform did not give face to this tall young man who was a little eccentric.

"Damn, a bird manager still has an appointment!"

Liu Biao kicked on the young man's lower abdomen, bent his waist, and the two steel knives had been pulled out of the backpack by Zhang Yang and held them in his hands.

Where could the young man stand Liu Biao's sudden leg, a kick was almost kicked and flew out, the pain was so painful that he bowed to the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down, and he seemed to have been kicked in the vital part, but the matter was not over yet, when he just raised his head, a bright machete had already fallen, almost too late to think, subconsciously reached out to block......

"Ah......h

"I'll make you look down on people with dogs......"

Liu Biao rushed forward with a peach pit in his mouth, kicked away the young man who was screaming on the ground with a broken hand, and his huge body hit a closed door like a cannonball......

"Peng!" With a loud bang, the door was actually slammed open by Liu Biao, and the moment the door opened, Zhang Yang had rushed in behind Liu Biao.

There are three people in the office, one sitting in a large chair at the back of a desk. The other two sat on the couch, the three of them seemed to be chatting, and the room was filled with smoke and the air was foul.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, obviously, they were all some characters who had experienced strong winds and waves, and there was a loud "boom", and the coffee table on the chest of the two people was violently lifted up by one of the fierce guys and smashed at Liu Biao who rushed in front, while the other person picked up the ashtray and smashed it at Zhang Yang when the coffee table was lifted, and reflexively ran in the direction of the inside of the desk......

Zhang Yang didn't care about the two of them, and between the lightning and flint, he rushed to their target this time, the middle-aged man who was sitting behind the desk, at this time, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted, opening the drawer with one hand, and reaching into the drawer with the other.

Gun!

There are guns! The flamboyant hairs exploded.

Almost without thinking, Zhang Yang had already thought that there must be a gun in the drawer.

Zhang Yang's body is like a wisp of light smoke, transforming countless afterimages in the air, and the knife comes before people!

"Ah......" A heart-wrenching scream, the hand stretched out in the drawer was chopped down neatly by Zhang Yang before he could retract it, the middle-aged man's body suddenly shrank, and the blood immediately dyed most of the clean clothes on his body red, and his face was miserable, Zhang Yang's blood-dripping blade did not stop, drawing a graceful arc in the air, the target of the blade was the throat of the middle-aged man, at this time, the hooked chin of the middle-aged man was blocked in front of the throat.

"Ah......" The scream was broken, like a throat suddenly pinched, the middle-aged man was horrified to see that after that trace of coldness, his chin flew out, and then, that trace of coldness crossed his throat without the slightest hindrance after cutting his chin, I don't know why, the middle-aged man actually felt a comfort, a kind of relief comfort, and the image in his eyes was slowly blurred, he saw that the young man who was wielding the knife didn't look at him, supported his hand on the desk, and flew out......

"Peng!" The middle-aged man's body fell to the ground, and as he fell to the ground, he heard three words come out of the young man's mouth: "Xiao Yuanxing." ”

The middle-aged man did not die without turning a blind eye, because he knew why he died.

When he died, he still thought about the moment when Xiao Yuanxing shot himself, that trace of unwillingness, that trace of helplessness, and the desolation of the hero's end, and suddenly, the middle-aged man understood Xiao Yuanxing's complicated expressions......

Zhang Yang's body crossed the desk and landed on the young man who rushed behind the desk, the two suddenly forbade not moving, and the young man's eyes widened as he looked at Zhang Yang......

"Xiao Yuanxing!" Zhang Yang read out three words softly, his body retreated, and the machete inserted in the young man's stomach raised a burst of brilliant blood in the air, and Zhang Yang could avoid the flying blood.

Just as Zhang Yang's sharp blade cut through the middle-aged man's chin and wiped through the fragile throat, Liu Biao's battle situation was also developing, and the huge glass coffee table smashed head-on on his body.

At the moment when the stout man lifted the coffee table, Liu Biao actually put the back of the knife in his mouth and bit it, and after suddenly catching the coffee table with both hands, he rotated it back three hundred and sixty degrees, and after offsetting the impact of the big man, the glass coffee table reflexively smashed towards the big man who was about to pounce.

"Boom!" With a bang, the big man didn't expect Liu Biao to catch the coffee table and smash it again, and he was smashed unexpectedly, but this guy's body was also very strong, he just took two steps back, and immediately smashed Liu Biao over the coffee table on the ground that was already only a frame.

"The dog said, compare your strength with Lao Tzu......"

Liu Biao did not advance, but took two steps back, these two steps were very crucial, because, he had time to take the sharp machete from his mouth, Liu Biao did not hesitate, and slashed at the big man's neck first......

"Ah......" screamed, the big man's feet straddled the coffee table frame, he didn't have time to retreat, he used his hand to make a gear, his arm was immediately broken, and the sharp steel knife swept over his face with blood, leaving a deep blood groove on his face, and the strong pain made the big man's remaining hand not know where to cover, and he retreated in a panic, but was stirred by the coffee table and fell to the ground.

"I'll let you smash ......"

"I'll let you smash ......"

Liu Biao slashed wildly at the big man's body like crazy, scolding indistinctly in his mouth, the big man was slashed all over his body and drenched in blood, his body twitched unconsciously, and he couldn't live at all.

"Let's go!" Zhang Yang pulled Liu Biao.

With a sound of "......", Liu Biao slashed at Zhang Yang with a backhand.

"You're crazy, it's me!" Zhang Yanghe then retreated, tilting his head back, avoiding Liu Biao's knife with the sound of whistling wind.

"Ah...... Zhang Yang ......" Liu Biao, who had fallen into madness, suddenly came to his senses, and after glancing at Zhang Yang, he looked blankly at the corpse that was cut to flesh and blood on the ground, "I killed someone, I killed someone......"

Compared with Zhang Yang, Liu Biao is the first time to kill, a real killing, which is essentially different from those gangsters who used to fight on the street with watermelons, not to mention, this time it was a deliberate killing, when he saw his opponent covered in blood and fell to the ground, his reason was completely annihilated, and in his eyes, there was only blood and killing.

"Let's go, I guess it's full of people standing outside now!" Zhang Yang sighed, he was also trembling after the first killing, the same as Liu Biao, and even, Liu Biao's performance was much better than him, at least, Liu Biao did not vomit.

However, Zhang Yang immediately found out that he was wrong, he was completely wrong.

"Haha...... I finally killed someone, grandma's, Uncle Biao, I also kill people......" Liu Biao laughed wildly, and slashed several times in the air with excitement, like a madman.

"Ahem...... You're a cow, you're ruthless, you've killed someone...... Boss, we're going to go, you've wasted at least ten seconds. Zhang Yang looked at Liu Biao who was laughing wildly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, Liu Biao was born a madman, maybe, this time he opened the killing ring, and he didn't know what kind of way to go, Zhang Yang was a little worried, he understood Liu Biao's surname very well, he was definitely the kind of violent maniac, a madman who advocated violence, in his head, there was no strategy, no strategy, and some were violent and overwhelming.

When he was in school, Liu Biao was this style of acting, if anyone was not convinced, he would beat the other party to convince him, Liu Biao also had a spirit that Zhang Yang admired, Liu Biao would never admit defeat, whoever beat him, he must pay back the other party, in Liu Biao's words, it is blood debt and blood repayment, which is why Liu Biao has a grudge against the policeman in H County, and the other party only slapped him twice.

In the midst of their thoughts, the two rushed out the door.

"It's miserable!"

“……”

The two looked at each other, looking at the dense crowd running up the stairs, Zhang Yang Liu Biao couldn't help but smile bitterly, they still underestimated the power of the other party, they thought that the other party's manpower would not react in a few minutes, and they knew that they had been blocked to the second floor.

At this time, a group of people who climbed upstairs saw that Zhang Yang and Liu Biao did not move, and they had been forced to a dead end, and one by one they also slowed down and slowly approached, seeing that the weapons in their hands were like the Eight-Nation Alliance, there were pipe killing, pig killing knives, machetes, swords, and even, two harpoons.

"What should I do?" Liu Biao asked.

"Are you afraid?" Zhang Yang asked Liu Biao.

"Haha, I'm afraid! However, I'm afraid it works? Liu Biao laughed, and was actually full of a kind of heroism.

"Yes, I'm afraid, too, but is it useful to be afraid?" Zhang Yang lightly flicked his fingers on the steel knife, making a pleasant sound.

(To be continued)