Tang Yulan slapped the man in the face, hit him dizzy, and scolded: "Get out, who will take care of your mother when you die, and Lao Tzu saved your life again." From today onwards, you have to be grateful to me and repay me carefully! ”

The voice was like thunder, the man was beaten with a mild concussion, covering his hot cheeks, turned his head, and looked up to see Tang Yulan raise his foot and kick on the door.

A few thugs were hiding behind the door panel, they were holding their breath, carefully hiding, their hands and feet were numb and sore, and they didn't dare to move. Just waiting for Tang Yulan to sneak attack when he entered the door, only to listen to "Bang!" There was a bang, and a powerful bomb seemed to be placed on the door, smashing their heads and bleeding, and some people were directly shot out and hit the entrance, and the porcelain and objects on it fell to the ground.

There were also thugs who were pierced in the eyeballs by the crumbling wood slag, rolling on the ground with their faces in their hands, screaming in pain.

Tang Yulan stepped through the entrance and walked into the hall.

The interior of the hall is at a moderate temperature, with a carpet that is soft enough to sink your feet, and the furnishings are very delicate, with white and yellow as the main tones, and the crystal chandelier hanging in the center pours a bright and soft light, and many of the utensils shine brightly under the light.

"Head Tang, we'll meet again." It was Shelt who spoke, he stood in front of the handrail of the corridor on the second floor, looking at Tang Yulan condescendingly.

On Sheldt's right and left stood three men, each with a shotgun in their hand.

Tang Yulan was well-informed and recognized the weapons in their hands at a glance. It is the latest shotgun developed by the American company Kehai, which is known as the king of close-range killing.

The bullet of this gun has reached an exaggerated 21 millimeters, the weight of the gun has reached 12 catties, and the total length is 53 centimeters, which can be filled with armor-piercing bullets, arrow bullets, chemical agents, rocket ammunition and other ammunition, and has incomparable power.

Tang Yulan said proudly and coldly: "You are from the Postman family, and last time you escaped at the Fisherman's Hotel, I didn't expect you to have the face to appear today." ”

"It's not what it used to be!" Sheldt looked at Tang Yulan angrily, and said arrogantly: "Commander Tang, I know that your skills are extraordinary, and even super soldiers are not your opponents. If I were alone, I would certainly not be your opponent, but with the lock of seven guns, you must be in danger! ”

Tang Yulan's face was expressionless, and he said: "I didn't expect that the people of the Postman family would also go to Lingjiang City to be the minions of hell, if you can appear here, the ghost will definitely not be far away." And that Long Jiangyun, where is he? ”

Shelt said coldly: "Tang Yulan, you can come up alive first, do you know, these guns are specially prepared for you, this gun has been created from today to today, I finally know his greatest use." He patted the body of the gun and said proudly: "My gun is equipped with armor-piercing bullets, which can penetrate six centimeters of high-density armor within 100 meters, no matter how tough your skin is, can you withstand it?" ”

"Where are the ghosts and Long Jiangyun, let them get out and see me!" Tang Yulan casually took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, and two thick smokes erupted from his nostrils, and with this action, his expression also became full of ruffians.

"Fack!" Thinking that the victory was in his hands, Shelt said loudly: "You guy who doesn't know whether you are alive or dead, write a surrender letter on the table as soon as possible, promising not to be an enemy of hell, and Lord Liu Ming can also let you go back." ”

"Liu Ming?" Tang Yulan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Is this the name of the ghost?" When I looked sideways, there was paper and pen on the long table opposite the large LCD TV, and ink next to it.

Hearing that he had accidentally uttered the name of the deputy prison envoy, Shelt shuddered in his heart and exclaimed angrily, "In your words, this is called ignorance. After speaking, he flicked the smoothbore, and the swarthy muzzle of the gun was aimed at Tang Yulan.

The rest of the gringos also pointed their guns at Tang Yulan.

Tang Yulan took a deep breath of cigarette and said with a gloomy face: "What you do today will make Postman's entire family bear my anger." ”

"Fack!" Shelt foamed at the mouth and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The sound of a pop echoed through the hall.

Seven people aimed at Tang Yulan and fired almost at the same time.

Tang Yulan's body flashed out quickly the moment they shot.

The bullet hit the carpet, and the carpet suddenly exploded, and the fragments from the floor burst into flames more than half a meter high.

As soon as Sheldt fired a shot, he found that Tang Yulan had disappeared from his sight, and he was terrified, he saw an afterimage running towards the sofa, the head of the gun twisted, and shot out one after another.

"Fake, kill him!" Shelt shouted loudly.

Even at a distance of less than half a meter, his companions could not hear him clearly, and their ears were filled with the sound of various explosions.

More than 200 catties of yellow cowhide sofas were beaten with holes, the cushions were broken, goose feathers were flying all over the sky, and the sawdust and concrete were sprinkled all over the sky.

The sunflowers hanging on the wall fell to the ground, the glass frame shattered, and the marble that adorned the stone pillars burst and fell off.

In the chaos, it was difficult for several people to find Tang Yulan's figure at all, so they could only shoot at the place where Tang Yulan might be hiding with a gun.

"He's up there!" A gringo pointed to the crystal chandelier and shouted.

Shelt turned, took aim, and then pulled the trigger, only to hear a click, and no bullets were fired.

"Fack!" Shelt scolded angrily, and there were no bullets at the critical moment.

I saw Tang Yulan's feet on the boom, his legs bent and popped out, and his body shot out like an arrow from a string.

Hundreds of pounds of chandeliers waved, slapped on the roof, and then were shattered by dense bullets, broken by polished glass pendants, the lights dimmed, scattered glass fragments like stars in the sky, sprinkled with oceans, particularly beautiful.

Fortunately, there was still light on the top floor of the hall, and the room was much darker, but it was still visible.

As soon as Shelt pulled out his bullet, he heard the sound of crystal chandeliers falling to the floor, the sofa being smashed, the pendants mixed with flying feathers and wood chips, and lime dust spilled on the roof.

The three gringos quickly loaded their bullets, and Shellt shouted, "What about the people? Where did Tang Yulan go? ”

Dozens of shots destroyed the lavishly decorated hall beyond recognition, and there was hardly anything else intact. Like Shelter, these people are the first-class killers of the Postman family, and their marksmanship is very accurate, but now Tang Yulan has not been killed, not only that, but he actually disappeared into the hall.

"Under the stairs?" A gringo shouted in panic, his grip on his gun tightly, his palms already wet with cold sweat, and the barrel of the gun leaned down to look out.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar and gloomy face.

Tang Yulan climbed the edge of the floor with one hand, his legs swayed, and the whole person flipped up like a shock, he held down his deputy with one hand, his body rotated skillfully in the air, and the whole person stood safely in the corridor on the second floor in the hunting sound of the trouser tube.

Shelter's smile froze, he hadn't loaded the bullet yet, and suddenly saw Tang Yulan's figure appear in front of him, as if he had hit a ghost, and he was trembling with fright.

Tang Yulan grabbed the crotch of the gringo in front of him and pulled him downstairs, followed by another punch that knocked down the chest of another brown-haired gringo. With one kick, the black curly-haired gringo's head rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, his neck was twisted, and the whole person still maintained the posture of holding a gun.

It's so fast that it's hard to catch with the naked eye.

It seems like a long time since the shooting, but in fact, it only takes a minute to complete the shot.

Tang Yulan kept moving, the splitter snatched the shotgun from the black curly-haired gringo, ordinary people had to hold the gun in both hands, hold the barrel tightly, and even pay attention to the standing posture, so as to remove the recoil when shooting well, so as not to hurt the body.

Tang Yulan was different, he held the gun with one hand, didn't look at it, directly pulled the trigger, and burst the head of the gringo on the right behind Shelt, and there was nothing left on his neck.

Warm blood and bone residue spilled out in a radial pattern, splashing on the face and hair, sticky, very uncomfortable.

Sheldt stroked the smoothbore, at the moment of crisis, his brain was blank, there was no excitement, no fear, no emotion, he relied on the instinct of survival, the barrel was aimed at Tang Yulan, and he was about to pull the trigger.

Tang Yulan kicked him in the crook of his leg, and Sheld's right leg was broken in reverse, and his body immediately fell to the right, and a shot hit the roof, breaking a large piece of the wall.

"Look for death!" Tang Yulan's face was indifferent, and the half cigarette in his mouth was still burning.

The other two gringos were terrified, and in the face of Commander Tang, who was less than three meters away, they lost the courage to shoot and escape.

The two looked down, Sheldt curled up, grabbed the crook of his right leg with both hands, shivering in pain, cold sweat flowing, but he was also a man, he was stunned, and his bones were many times stronger than Tenupoyle at that time.

"You two still dare to point a gun at me?" Tang Yulan squinted his eyes and touched his nose with his left hand.

"Open...... Gun...... Kill him...... Come ......," Sheldt said with difficulty, gritting his teeth.

Tang Yulan raised his foot and stepped over the crook of Sheld's left leg, broke his other leg, and looked at the two gringos with ruffian eyes.

The two gringos hurriedly threw their guns on the ground and raised their hands.

"Fack...... Fakyu! Sheldt's lips trembled, and he cursed.

Tang Yulan smiled coldly and said, "I'm sorry, I don't plan to let you two go." ”

After speaking, Tang Yulan's palm shook, the smoothbore slidied, and a shot pierced the body of the gringo on the left, and the residual strength was not gone, shrapnel mixed with blood and liver fragments hit one side of the wall, and the crater was immediately covered by blood.

Another gringo saw that surrender was useless, so he lowered his head and went to pick up the gun again, where was there time, Tang Yulan raised his foot and stepped on the back of his head, and stepped down hard.