A few meters away, a tall and perfect man led his men towards this direction.

That powerful aura enveloped him, adding a bit of oppression to the people on the corridor.

War, war Nanting.

Because he didn't contact his subordinates, Zhan Minglei was still ...... I'm scared.

He didn't say a word, and ran out on crutches in the opposite direction to Zhan Nanting.

"Lei Ye."

Han San glanced at him, and then ran out as well.

The two figures ran away from the front of them one after the other, Rong Shang put his hands into the pockets of his coat, and his eyes were dyed with a bit of playfulness.

Two or three seconds later, Zhan Nanting walked up from the right.

And then—

A "bang" gunshot rang out from the corridor, and I saw that Zhan Minglei, who had run away several meters away, had a weak left foot, and the whole person stumbled fiercely, almost falling out.

"Hmm."

It hurts, Zhan Minglei gritted his teeth.

It was still Han San who held him, "Master Lei." ”

However, the next second was another "bang" gunshot.

When the second bullet hit Zhan Minglei's injured leg again, he couldn't hold back any longer, and the whole person threw himself forward, and then fell directly to his knees.

With a "clang", the cane in his hand also fell on the smooth marble porcelain surface.

Han San was anxious, "Master Lei! ”

Behind him, Zhan Nanting narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the hand holding the gun hung down.

"Zhan Nanting, if you have the ability, you will kill me with one shot!"

Angry, Zhan Minglei was sweating profusely in pain, and at this time, his hands clenched his fists hard, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of steady footsteps behind him had already sounded.

Zhan Minglei knew that it was him who came.

It's time to put an end to the grievances and grievances of the past few years.

"Han San, help me up."

"Yes."

The bright red blood had already stained the shiny porcelain surface, and Zhan Nanting walked a few steps, and he also saw a disgusting face.

Jiang Shaoyao.

Seeing that this man was seriously injured at this moment, Zhan Nanting's eyes lit up, as if he knew whose masterpiece it was.

It would pass by his feet, and he smiled at the corner of his lips.

It seems that the mood is not bad.

Until the injured man in front of him slowly turned around with the support of his own men, his smiling gaze disappeared in an instant.

"You should know why I invited you tonight, right?"

Zhan Minglei snorted coldly, "So what? Zhan Nanting, do you really think that if something happens to me here tonight, you can be safe? ”

"Oh?" Zhan Nanting raised his eyebrows slightly, and his amber pupils were a little playful, "You want to say that your useless subordinates?" ”

His sharp gaze fell on his face, and Zhan Minglei's expression was stunned.

The pale lips moved, and Zhan Minglei was silent for two or three seconds before frowning and asking, "What do you mean?" ”

"Snort." Zhan Nanting laughed sarcastically, and then he turned his face, "Cheng Qi, you can talk to Lei Ye and tell me what I mean by this." ”

"Yes, Second Master."

Cheng Qi was ordered to step forward, and he handed the large-screen mobile phone in his hand to Zhan Minglei's eyes, on it, the whistling sea breeze sounded, and the subordinates who were secretly arranged around the cruise ship by him would be tied up together.

It turned out that his subordinates did not answer the phone, but because they had already been arrested by Zhan Nanting's subordinates.

In an instant, Zhan Minglei's face changed suddenly, and the hand holding the phone clenched suddenly.

Cheng Qi glanced at him expressionlessly, and said ruthlessly, "I wonder if Lei Ye has seen it clearly?" ”