In the night, a convoy came in the distance, consisting of five or six large cars. The kind of car here should be the common kind of long-distance delivery buses, for convenience, they usually form a convoy of several cars, so that they can take care of each other on the road.

But when the car here got off the highway and found a remote car shop to stop, there were murderous men jumping out of the car, more than 200 of them.

After they got off the bus, they consciously stood in a queue, and then looked straight ahead silently, except for footsteps and breathing, no one spoke.

In the strange silence here, an atmosphere of cold and solemnity was quietly formed. The night seemed to be cold.

They are the members of the Dark Iron Hall.

This is just a small team of the Dark Iron Hall, in addition to them, the other people are also heading towards LN in various ways. Then, in the place that Daybreak Hall had already arranged, stop and rectify, waiting for the clarion call for the final attack.

"Everyone, get out of the car and rest immediately. In your room, there is a set of cowhide armor, one set for each person, and everyone puts it on themselves. "The people here are leading the team is Chen Jiao, and Dawn has prepared a total of twenty-five footholds for them. He, in charge of five of them.

"Cover, you take someone to be in charge of guarding."

Immediately, a young man with a somewhat obscene appearance walked out and took the two of them to the periphery of the big car shop. The others silently took the keys that had been handed out to them and went back to their rooms.

"Brother, ...... you" Chen Jiao looked at the man next to him who was stronger than ordinary people, the person here was a bald head, with a hideous scar on his face, and two eyebrows flew horizontally, as if when the brush fell, he coldly dropped a large pile of ink, thick and heavy.

He is none other than a member of the Heavenly Tribulation, Long Jun Bandit.

Originally, the knife wound on his body was just right, and Han Yu wanted him to recuperate for a few days, but this guy couldn't stay still when he heard about the battle, and looked for Han Yu several times, Han Yu had no choice but to let him go and let him follow Chen Jiao's team.

Chen Jiao knew that he was one of the boss's extremely important Heavenly Tribulations, so he was very polite in his words: "You see where you like to live and eat, just say it, let's try to arrange it for you!" ”

Long Jungang grinned: "You can call me a bandit, I'll go and squat in the house over there, you don't have to say hello." ”

Chen Jiao smiled: "How can it be done?" Here, there are still more than two hours before the action, let's go have some food. Let's talk about it, what do you think? It's pretty boring to sit here anyway. ”

"That's a good feeling! To be honest, I still have a jar of stolen wine here, let's go to my place for a drink and relieve the cold! Long Jungang proudly patted his bulging waist and said in a low voice.

Although he has a rough appearance, he can survive the battles again and again, obviously not only because of good skills and good luck.

In fact, he knew the identity of the inconspicuous young man in front of him. As the earliest group of people who followed the boss, Chen Jiao can be said to have won the trust of the boss. Even if Long Jungang was a member of the Heavenly Tribulation, he didn't dare to pretend to be big in front of him.

Chen Jiao saw the wine jar and frowned: "It's okay to eat, but it's okay to drink, right?" Before leaving, the boss instructed that all people should not touch a drop of wine except for Zhuangxing wine. Otherwise, it's a violation of the gang rules! As the leader of the team, it is really difficult for me to take the lead in disobeying the boss's orders! ”

"Gang rules?" Long Jungang swallowed a mouthful of saliva lightly and looked at the wine jar, but remembering that Han Yu's buttocks were beaten and it was difficult to even walk, he finally shoved the wine jar into Chen Jiao's arms: "Then I won't drink it anymore." ”

"Hey, why don't you drink it to me?" Chen Jiao almost didn't drop the wine jar.

"I don't care, put it here with me, you just tempted me to break the gang rules, then you can't blame me......"

"Okay, then I'll give you a strong wine to satisfy everyone's hunger!"

"Whatever you want!"

Chen Jiao saw that the people here were bold and cute, and smiled helplessly, followed him, and the two walked towards the room at the other end of the big car shop one after the other.

A similar scene is being staged in various places on the periphery of DL, and this attack, because Dawn has made sufficient intelligence preparations in advance, and basically found out the manpower distribution of Jianmen in DL, so Shatian has also carried out targeted task allocation. Each squad is responsible for cleaning up one or two sword gates.

They have to deal with only a few dozen or a hundred or ten people. It's not that hard for them. After all, the Dark Iron Hall, as one of the earliest halls established by Shatian, can be said to be experienced in a hundred battles. Everything that covers the sky now, they have once waved their knives and shed blood for it.

At this time, although they were facing an unprecedentedly powerful enemy here at the Sword Gate, they still didn't feel nervous.

Victory, in fact, can form a habit. From its establishment to the present, where has it not faced enemies stronger than them? But when was the final victor not all of them?

For one time, these men still believe that victory will be theirs.

So, even when the war was imminent, they still stayed in their rooms very quietly, or rested in bed, or replenished food, or checked their equipment.

Here, for their safety, the community purchased nearly 10,000 bodies of cowhide armor alone.

This thing is actually a cowhide waistcoat, which can be worn under the clothes to protect their joints and chest and abdomen, but without affecting their flexibility.

These cowhide armors alone cost the community five or six million dollars, and they began to collect and buy them three months ago, and they didn't get their hands until a few days ago.

It's not very remarkable, but the veterans here know that this thing might save their lives at a critical moment.

In the night, time passes minute by minute.

By eleven o'clock, the city was still bright and green, but it had gradually fallen into silence.

The cash box entertainment club is a well-known place in the east of DL, where there are the most beautiful girls in the area, the most attentive service, and most importantly, the safety here.

As we all know, the girls here, the master of the foot bath, and the princess of the box who sings and dances with them will go to the regular hospital for a physical examination every month. There are even many leaders who will come here to play in a private capacity, and many wealthy CEOs must have long-term private rooms here, so of course, there is no police station here.

But few people know that the property here is actually from the Sword Gate. There are many more industries like this, and there are many more in Jianmen, almost all over LN. And because of Li Jianbai, Jianmen has no secrets for Shatian, at least not in DL.

Chen Jiao squinted, quietly glanced at the cash cabinet in the distance, and strode over with seven or eight younger brothers.

"Hello sir......"

A doorman greeted him. Chen Jiao didn't speak at all, just kicked him in the stomach. Although working in such a place, he is not necessarily a member of the Sword Gate, but he really doesn't have the leisure time to distinguish them one by one. Doesn't he care? Kick them down first, and then talk about it, it won't hurt their lives anyway.

If you want to blame, you can only blame them for their bad years, who told them to follow the sword gate?

The two parking customers who were in charge of parking next to them, as soon as they saw that something was wrong, the two parking customers immediately pulled out rubber sticks from their bodies and rushed up. The other doorman standing at the door turned around and wanted to run inside to ventilate the news.

As a result, before the two berths came, they were greeted by two little brothers who covered the sky. One of them kicked them to the ground with a quick kick.

The doorman had barely taken two steps away, as if he had hit a wall, and he almost fell on his butt.

He looked up and saw a bald man with a fierce and vicious look looking at him. Who else could it be if it wasn't Long Jungang?

This kid's legs and stomach were weak at that time, and he was about to slip out of the ground when he wilted, how could Long Jungang be polite to him?

He laughed evilly, stretched out his hand, grabbed his collar, and then smashed his head like a hammer in the desperate eyes of the other party.

Bang, the two heads were barred together, and the doorman immediately snorted, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Long Jungang clapped his hands with some interest: "Bad seed! ”

In the distance, more than 200 younger brothers in gray suits, carrying Mo knives covered in black bags, quickly pounced.

Chen Jiao, under the escort of Long Jungang and several people, entered the cash cabinet.

Their movements were very fast, and the few welcoming ladies inside hadn't noticed what was going on outside.

When they saw someone coming in, they immediately bowed down and said, "Welcome, gentlemen, what do you want to do?" ”

Chen Jiao walked over without raising his eyelids: "Looking for someone, you are busy with yours." ”

Seeing that their intentions seemed to be a little unkind, the young ladies hurriedly asked one of them to call the internal security of the station. However, before she could get through, dozens of people broke in from outside, and the scared lady even dropped the phone.

"Beauty, stay here honestly, don't move!" A junior brother from the Dark Iron Hall walked over, picked up her phone, put it back away, and then gently lifted her chin and said gently, "I'll make sure you're okay." ”

As he spoke, he let go of his hand and strode inside.

Those little girls, just stupidly looking at the gray-clothed men one by one, kept going in, where did they not know that something was going to happen? One by one, their faces were pale with fright, and they squatted together, not even daring to raise their heads.

The first floor was a bar, Chen Jiao went straight to the bar, asked for a glass of wine, and poured it into his mouth casually.

When Long Jungang saw it, he immediately glared and said, "Didn't you say that you can't drink anymore except for Zhuangxing wine?" ”

"yes, oh, I said before the mission, and now, we're on the mission. Well, besides, I'm not calling it drinking, it's about consuming the enemy's internal resources! Chen Jiao put the cocktail glass on the bar and said casually.

"Oh, that's fine, I'll consume some too! Hey, bring me a big cup, on the rocks! ”

The bartender was stunned for a moment: "I'm fifty-two degrees here, and the big cup is half a catty......"

"Two drinks then! Less nonsense, it's not that Lao Tzu doesn't give money, hurry up! Long Jungang said impatiently.

The bartender had already mixed the wine, poured him two glasses, picked up one of them directly, and drank it with a clatter. Chen Jiao knew how much he was drinking, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's clear the scene, it's not too early." We'll have to go to Brother Ghost Knife to help! ”

Long Jungang responded with a smile and strode towards the stage with a wine glass.

On the stage, a little lady wearing a leather coat and exposing her navel was holding a steel pipe, scratching her head and posing somewhere, surrounded by people watching the excitement.

Long Jungang pushed everyone away, rushed up in one step, and made a bang.

Then, in the midst of everyone's astonishment and scolding, he walked up to the dancer, dragged her off the pole, pinched her by the neck, and threw her off the stage.

Long Jungang turned around, grabbed the steel pipe, picked up the steel pipe with one hand, and threw it back.

Behind, the two speakers were smashed with a bang, and the noisy sound suddenly disappeared.

Long Jungang drank the wine in the cup here, casually threw the cup at his feet, walked to the microphone, and said loudly to the guest who had fallen into dementia: "Kill ......"

"Buzz!" A noisy and piercing sound suddenly stirred in everyone's eardrums.

"Boy, you're fucking looking for death!" Several internal security guards saw that someone was coming to find fault and make trouble, and they immediately became anxious. They jumped on the stage, took the steel pipe and came to smash Long Jungang.

In fact, you can't blame them for their slow reaction here, you must know that this is the territory of the Sword Gate, even if no one knows whose field it is, but they should also know that an entertainment club of this scale can open so smoothly, it must have an extremely strong backstage background. Who the fuck is full enough to dare to come here and ask for trouble?

Therefore, when Long Jungang came to power, they only thought that he had drunk too much and didn't pay much attention to it. After all, this is a bar, and there are all kinds of birds.

It wasn't until he dropped the dancer off the stage that the people realized something was wrong and squeezed through the crowd and got up.

But before they could stand firm, Long Jungang moved. The bandits here, even on the world stage, belong to the group of extremely tough men! How many people are here, where is he worthy of flirting? He stretched out his fan-thick hand, grabbed the other party's collar, and slammed it to the ground.

Bang.

The man fell to the ground and fainted without snorting. Several other people were also concocted by him one by one!

Then, he walked back to the microphone and said calmly: "Killed!" ”

Once again, no one was in a daze. They reacted almost instantly, and then sprang out as if someone had grabbed them from behind their butts, without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, only the waiter and the security guard of the younger brother of Jianmen were left in the lively bar.

Looking upstairs, in a few boxes in the bar, the sturdy man who was hula running out, Chen Jiao squinted slightly, and said lightly: "The field is clear, let's do it!" ”

The junior brother of the Dark Iron Hall, who had been standing around him for a long time, waited for an order, and with a roar of the tiger, he rushed forward towards the people in the Sword Gate.

At this point, it's eleven and three minutes.

The war between Jianmen and Shatian has officially kicked off......