On the morning of the third day, all the police were on absolute alert, and they laid a net against Zephyr. At least a dozen snipers hide on all sides of the company and occupy the high ground. In addition to this, many gangsters have also joined in, and they are scattered in the streets and alleys to assist the police.

A gangster who attacks a gang, even if it is not their gang, but under a series of guidance, they are willing to help the police for their own benefit.

However, Long Xiaoqi didn't go to the Hefeng Company at all, he wore a police uniform and came to the entrance of Hefeng Hall again.

The first kill didn't cause a heavy blow, the second kill just moved his muscles and bones, and the third kill, he was going to completely destroy this Japanese wind hall. Long Xiaoqi speculated very well, and also completed a series of guidance, so that the police could target Hefeng Company.

is bold and careful, and easily plays the devil in the palm of his hand.

When Long Xiaoqi walked into the entrance of Hefeng Hall again, he saw many gang members staying here. This is not a request from the police, but a request from the Japanese-winded Tangkou, and they mobilized all the remaining elites to Tangkou to defend to the death.

If Tangkou is destroyed, it is not just a matter of face, but the consequences of the disintegration of the gang of Zephyr. Even the entrance to the hall has been destroyed, so there is no need for this gang organization to exist.

"Mr. Officer, we can handle our own affairs." A gang member came up and said.

was baptized in blood twice in a row, and the police not only failed to help, but also touched the ashes of their noses. As for the efficiency of the police, Hefeng feels very poor. Now that someone has been sent from above, and ninjas have been sent, there is no need for the police to intervene in this matter.

Long Xiaoqi nodded, he keenly felt that the atmosphere in the hall was a little different today. Yesterday and the day before yesterday, all those gang members were like great enemies, but today they were extremely calm, as if waiting for their arrival.

What can make a mafia organization that has been subjected to continuous bloodbaths become confident? Undoubtedly, that must be the cause of strength. In a way, the survival of a gang is the same as the survival of an individual. In the absence of strength, you will definitely choose to avoid things when encountered. But if you have the power, you will definitely choose to attack.

To put it simply, if you can fight, you can fight, and if you can hide, you can hide, which is very in line with the rules of survival.

Feeling a different aura, Long Xiaoqi immediately turned around and left. He knew that it should have been the Hattori family who had sent someone, otherwise such a gang organization would not have had such confidence.

"Wait." A cold woman's voice rang out.

The voice is cold, but the clothes you can wear are fiery red, giving people a strong visual and sensory impact. Chihide Hattori's most intimate female ninja Keiko walked out, carrying four female ninjas in black tights and carrying ninja knives on their backs.

Seeing the female shinobu Keiko come out, all the gang members faced her and bowed to her.

Long Xiaoqi stopped, turned around and stared at this female ninja who was as fiery on the outside but as cold on the inside.

"Since you're here, let's stay and drink a cup of tea before leaving." The female ninja nodded at Ryu Xiaoqi and said, "I'm Keiko Kawada, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me." ”

When the words landed, the two gang members immediately took out their guns to stop Long Xiaoqi - they were not equipped with knives today, and they were all equipped with pistols.

If they are washed in blood again today, then their Japanese wind can disintegrate. If you haven't won three times, what face will you continue to mix in the underworld of Tokyo?

"It's okay to drink tea, but this way ......" Long Xiaoqi frowned and said, "It's very uncomfortable." ”

"Don't you have less time when you've been pointed at gunpoint? Mr. Long Xiaoqi? Keiko smiled.

But even though he was laughing, even though his cheeks were pink and delicate by the fiery red clothes, he still felt cold when he laughed. She called out Long Xiaoqi's name, and since she could call it, it meant that she was sure of Long Xiaoqi's identity.

Who in Japan would have such a deep hatred for Japan? Yes, but it's definitely not a one-man person who can wash his mouth in blood. Hattori Chihide knew that Long Xiaoqi was coming, and when Tangkou was washed in blood twice in a row, he already knew that Long Xiaoqi was coming.

One person's strength is limited after all, but Hattori Chihide knows that sometimes one person's strength is stronger than the strength of many people. There are strong people in this world, such as Keiko Kawada, who is his closest person, and those ninjas around him, almost all of whom have this ability.

"Hehe......" Long Xiaoqi smiled and put his hand into his pocket.

Almost instantly, at least two dozen guns were pointed at his head.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just pulling out a cigarette." Long Xiaoqi smiled, slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

Keiko Kawada waved her hand casually, signaling her subordinates to put down the gun and let Long Xiaoqi smoke.

"Smack!"

The sound of the lighter sounded, and Long Xiaoqi lit a cigarette and took a big puff.

"Maybe you don't like tea, you like to drink." Keiko Kawada said to Long Xiaoqi: "But I know you want to rescue Hattori Chixia more, right?" ”

"yes, that's my girl." Long Xiaoqi spat out a puff of smoke and said, "It seems that you have a better way, right?" ”

"Of course, we can talk while drinking." Keiko Kawada stared at Long Xiaoqi's eyes and said slowly, "But I have to make sure that you are qualified to drink with me......"

As soon as the words fell, Keiko Kawada slowly raised her right hand.

"Kill! Kill him! ”

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ……”

“……”

The gunshots rang out in an instant, and dozens of gang members raised their pistols and shot at Long Xiaoqi.

Long Xiaoqi, who had always been vigilant, immediately rolled over to the crowd, stretched out his left leg and swept away, sweeping a gang member to the ground. And at the moment when his body just landed, Long Xiaoqi pulled out a pistol and aimed it at his head and pulled the trigger.

"Smack!"

The warhead pierced in, and the plasma splattered.

At the same time, he rolled over with the other person's corpse, using it as his own shield.

"Smack. Syllable. Syllable! ……”

The gunshots were incessant, and blood sprayed from the back of the corpse. With the help of the cover of the corpse, Long Xiaoqi fired a lightning shot.

"Smack!"

"Poof!"

"Smack!"

"Poof!"

“……”

Kill several more gang members in an instant.

"Whew!"

Long Xiaoqi jumped up, spun his body and grabbed the arm of a gang member, shot through the opponent's jaw with a backhand, and took his body to complete a 180-degree rotation, pulling the trigger again.

"Smack!"

Another gang member bounced to the ground.

At this time, Long Xiaoqi had already entered the crowd, holding a gun in both hands and constantly twisting his body to form the most tragic hand-to-hand combat with the gang members of Zephyr-not a real ****, but a hand-to-hand combat shot full of fighting skills!