Chapter 155: The Silver Knife of Death

I don't know if Bi Fang really has the habit of going through the back door, anyway, Zhang Chuang believed it, and said that he would completely correct his bad habit tonight, as for what method Zhang Dashao would use, it is unknown.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Long Chuchu put away the display screen on the table and stood up, and said with a stern face: "Remember what you just said, come with me!" After speaking, he walked towards the door, Ye Fei reached out and pressed his waist, and followed quickly.

Long Chuchu is quite familiar with the terrain of the villa area, and he walks like a fly, Ye Fei barely keeps up with a quick step and trot, and can't help but secretly slander, this woman walks like a dog biting her ass, and she is not afraid of high heels hitting her feet......

Long Chuchu stopped beside a green belt, handed the display screen in his hand to Ye Fei, raised his hand and pointed diagonally to the opposite side and said: "Lao Tao is hidden in the basement of the villa in front, our people have surrounded the villa, you just watch from a distance here, and I will take people out and hand them over to you when the operation is over." ”

Ye Fei followed the direction of her finger and saw the villa, the visual distance was at least fifty meters away, there were more than a dozen figures in black combat uniforms next to the villa, the gate had been controlled, and there was a strong man in combat uniform standing at the door, his big bald head was shining in the light, and there were also a few black-clothed people crawling on the roof of the villa, which was completely a posture of just waiting for an order to attack immediately.

Long Chuchu took off his high heels and put them aside, jumped to the door of the villa, and exchanged a few words with the bald man in a low voice, the bald man raised his hand and waved towards the hidden villa gate, and several black shadows with guns immediately rushed in.

Ye Fei saw the bald man hand Long Chuchu a shiny red object from a distance, and the two walked into the gate of the villa quickly, leaving only a few men in black with guns to guard the door.

Ye Fei couldn't see the situation in the villa anymore, and turned his eyes to the display screen in his hand, the old Tao in the basement didn't realize that the crisis was approaching, he slowly tasted a cup of blood in his hand, his face was full of comfort, the girl who was handcuffed with her hands turned pale, she had completely stopped struggling, and her empty pupils gradually dilated.

Lao Tao drank the blood in the cup in one gulp, looked at the girl hanging in the air with cold eyes, stretched out his hand to pinch the end of the infusion tube, and a drop of blood slowly condensed and dripped down, and the girl's blood had dried up, becoming a lifeless shell.

"People nowadays lack exercise, and the blood is too thick." Lao Tao put down the infusion tube and frowned and muttered to himself, reached out to open the shackles, and let the girl's body fall softly on the cold ground.

Lao Tao came to the iron cage with a wooden cup and paced slowly, his eyes swept over the faces of the girls one by one, like a butcher selecting pigs and sheep to be slaughtered, looking for a pleasing knife...... Ye Fei, who was holding the display screen in his hand, seemed to be suddenly clenched, and his eyes were fixed on the picture on the screen.

Lao Tao stopped beside an iron cage, and looked at the girl in the cage with interest, this girl had a ruddy face, although her mouth was sealed, her clear eyes still flashed with an unyielding look.

"Brute, don't touch her... Why didn't the damn Dragon Lady rush in and wait for the New Year! Ye Fei's eyes were glued to the screen, gritting his teeth and scolding in a low voice, the guy who drank human blood seemed to have a strong interest in Mo Qingxi in the cage, I hope he didn't hang Mo Qingxi to draw blood.

Lao Tao held the wooden cup in one hand, and stretched out his other hand to the cage door, and at the moment when his fingers touched the cage door, his expression suddenly froze, and his body turned sharply towards the crocodile leather bag.

Boom - a loud bang was heard, the basement door was slammed open by a huge force, and then several men with guns and black rushed in, and before they could see the target clearly, a cloud of dark red smoke suddenly rose up, and in an instant filled every corner of the room.

The red smoke did not disperse, Ye Fei could no longer see the situation in the basement clearly, and suddenly heard a few muffled sounds in his ears, as if it was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then the sound disappeared along with the picture on the display screen.

"Who the fuck broke the camera!" Ye Fei scolded with annoyance on his face, raised his eyes and looked at the gate of the villa, only to see wisps of red smoke floating out of the doors and windows, only two breathing hours billowing red smoke gushing out from the doors and windows, and the man in black guarding the door immediately raised his gun to aim.

"Poisonous!" A loud shout came from inside the door, and the men in black immediately retreated vigilantly, but half of them were still hit in the head and face by the red smoke, and their bodies shook a few times and fell to the ground.

Ye Fei's expression froze, he bowed down and put down the monitor screen and took out the slingshot, he was not sure if the slingshot could come in handy, and he was sure to hold it in his hand.

Whoosh! Two figures rushed out of the door one after the other, it was Lao Tao and the bald man, Lao Tao's feet had not landed, and the man in black who was guarding the side had already pulled the trigger, the muzzle of the gun flashed, and the bullet shot at Lao Tao like a flying locust.

In an instant, Lao Tao's figure pulled up, his body stabbed several feet high, and his movements were strange and strange to avoid a wave of bullets, which made the man in black stunned and raised his gun half a beat slower.

At this moment of stunnedness, Lao Tao's body fell rapidly, his toes swept away quickly, and his hands threw back sharply twice and threw a few black balls.

The bald man rushed behind Lao Tao like a hungry lion, and was catching up with two small black balls, only to see him swing his big slap and sweep left and right, about to knock the two small black balls down.

At the moment when the palm of his hand touched the black ball, he suddenly heard an exclamation from behind him, and the bald man's heart suddenly shook, and it was too late to stop.

Bang bang! The little black ball exploded at the touch of his palm, exploding a puff of dark red smoke, instantly engulfing the bald strong man, not only that, but the man in black who raised his gun behind him suddenly lost his target.

The old Tao Tou did not turn back and ran wildly, seeing that he was about to rush into the green belt in front, as long as he rushed into the green belt, he could use the cover of trees, so that the guns could not exert their due power.

"Old ghost cub, it's not so easy to run." The bald man wrapped in red smoke cursed, bowed forward and threw himself out of the red smoke shackles, at this time Lao Tao had rushed to the edge of the green belt, as long as he worked harder, he could successfully escape the pursuit.

Whoosh--two points of silver light shot at the old Taomian door with a sharp sound that broke through the air, startling him to turn his head, and the footsteps of the forward rush were paused, and the bald man tried his best to pounce on the front, and slammed his fist into the back of his head.

Lao Tao heard the sound of the wind behind him, and suddenly sank his head down like a turtle's neck, and his body instantly fell two feet, and he dodged the punch that opened the stele and cracked the stone.

The bald man couldn't hold back his fists, and rushed forward two feet with the inertia of rushing forward, and actually stood side by side with Lao Tao.

Lao Tao turned his heart sideways, turned around in vain, raised his palm and cut it horizontally, and at the moment when his arm was bent and extended, a little silver star suddenly flashed, and instantly turned into a bright arc from an elusive angle to the throat of the bald strong man, and his fingertips were holding a knife, a knife as thin as a cicada's wings but killing people.