In the night, Ding Xiu chased out for a distance and stopped, the whole circle of his neck hurt badly, and he would cough non-stop.

After relieving for a while, Ding Xiu continued to chase out, he knew that he should have been injured a little, but now he was unwilling to let Wu Jifeng go.

If these people from Changxing Club are allowed to get rid of it, it will only bring greater hidden dangers to themselves and their companions, so Ding Xiu gritted his teeth at the moment and insisted on cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

Wu Jifeng couldn't run far after being shot in the abdomen, and he lost serious blood in the process of escaping, and when he was caught up by Ding Xiu, his face was already extremely pale, and his breath was a little disordered.

"How so?! Zhang Benlei didn't kill you? Wu Jifeng heard the footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he thought it was Zhang Benlei who had caught up, but he never thought that it was Ding Xiu, a god.

"Is his name Zhang Benlei? That guy is already waiting for you on Huangquan Road. Ding Xiu pursed his lips, a little disdainful of Wu Jifeng's words, "I'm curious, what gave you the illusion that he could kill me?" ”

"You ......" Wu was angry, but the wound in his abdomen kept bleeding, and the pain from his internal organs kept stimulating his nerves.

"Let me go." His tone softened suddenly.

"Tell me, why are you dealing with me because of that crow?" Ding Xiu walked towards him, his steps not hurried or slow.

"We Changxing Society have been in Jiaping City for more than ten years, and we have never suffered such a big loss, you are the first, and I Wu Jifeng will serve you."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and answer my questions." In a few words, Ding Xiu had already arrived in front of Wu Jifeng.

"You abolished one of our brothers outside the auction meeting, and some people in the community thought you were slapping Changxing Society ......in the face in public," Wu said.

"That's it? So why did you send people to the hotel? Ding Xiu continued to ask.

"Wen Peng exhibited the price of 30,000 yuan for us to get the 'Yanlong Hand' for him, he said that you have no background, just a border guard soldier......" Wu Jifeng paused when he said this, his breath was a little short, and it had begun to affect his speech. Leave me alone, I don't want to die here. ”

"Wen Pengzhan ......" Ding Xiu had doubts in his heart when he heard Chang San mention the word "Boss Wen" outside the warehouse before, and now it was finally confirmed from Wu Jifeng's mouth.

"Too much deception!" Thinking that the other party couldn't bid for himself, he turned around and went to find these Jianghu clubs, and Ding Xiu was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

When they met by chance outside the Sifang Material Store, Ding Xiu could still tolerate Wen Pengzhan's cold words on Wen Ya's face, but now that the other party was looking for someone to deal with him, intending to snatch the "Yanlong Hand", then he couldn't bear it. "I'm dying, I have to go back for a blood transfusion and treatment right away." Wu Jifeng's voice was already a little trembling when he spoke, and he felt that the body temperature of his body was slowly decreasing, "If you let me go, the matter between us will be over." ”

"Things between us can be turned over." Ding Xiu nodded, and just when Wu Jifeng's face was just soothing, he said again: "But I won't let you go." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ding Xiu had already taken a step forward, and his knee was heavily pressed against Wu Fengfeng's stomach.

Wu Jifeng was seriously injured and could no longer dodge Ding Xiu's attack, he snorted, leaned over, and then his head was held by Ding Xiu's hands, and then his eyes turned black and he lost consciousness forever.

Ding Xiu twisted off Wu Jifeng's head, and felt that he was not relieved enough, and said to his corpse: "Not only will I not let you go, but I will not let you Changxing Society go...... There is also the Wen Peng Exhibition. ”

The lights in the warehouse in the distance were very conspicuous in the dark night, and Ding Xiu quietly touched over there and found that there were already some patrolling figures outside the warehouse.

After Chang San sent Zhang Benlei and Wu Jifeng, he sat there and waited for the two to come back, and he was anxious.

He had sent someone to check the information of Ding Xiu and others before, and knew that the situation was indeed as Wen Pengzhan said.

It was originally easy to deal with such a small shrimp-like character, but Chang San couldn't understand why none of the people he sent to the night market came back, and there was no news after sending the "Double Flower Red Stick" to the club.

"What is this Ding Xiu capable of?!" Thinking to himself, he pulled out another cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table.

The little brother who was interested next to him lit the fire in time, and after swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog, his mood was a little more relaxed.

After sitting for a while, Chang San seemed to remember something, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and summoned a junior brother in the warehouse with a solemn face, "Go outside and see if anything happened to the brothers on patrol." ”

The member of the Tsunekosha took the order.

After a while, Chang San stood up from the sofa, his expression had changed from serious to solemn.

"Come here, get the guys." He shouted to the others around him.

"Third Master, what's wrong?" A cadre in the club asked.

"It's all this time, you still can't see anything wrong?" Chang San glared at him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a gunshot.

Chang San's reaction was very fast, he was also born in the "Double Flower Red Stick" back then, but after Luo Bingrun lived in seclusion behind the scenes, he was promoted to the agent of the society. Over the past few years, his body has gradually become bloated under the soak of wine-colored wealth, but the vigilance in his bones is still there. Chang San dodged quickly, but the cadre in front of him didn't react so quickly.

I saw a blood flower rise from the cadre's head, and the blood foam instantly spread in the air.

The people around them followed Chang San's example to find a place to hide, but the gunshots rang out one after another, seemingly coming from all directions.

"Go and put out the lights." Chang San Chao commanded.

The man had barely taken two steps before he was shot and fell to the ground.

"Damn!" Chang San was immediately furious, and no longer asked someone to turn off the lights, but took out his gun himself and smashed several headlights on the roof of the warehouse one by one.

After this response, Ding Xiu, who was hiding in the shadows, unconsciously secretly said "experienced veteran" in his heart.

Ding Xiu didn't dare to break into this warehouse openly, so the method he adopted was to hide in the shadows, and then wait for the opportunity to kill the people inside with guns one by one.

He had just gotten a lot of guns from the patrol outside, and now he had several guns stuck in his body in addition to the two he was holding.

As soon as the lights in the warehouse went out, Ding Xiu's advantage of hiding in the dark was gone, and now it was pitch black inside and out, and Chang San raised his hand to level the passive situation.

"Ding Xiu, if you have a kind, come out." Chang San hid behind the sofa, and after he made a loud voice to provoke Ding Xiu, he quietly moved to another place, so he was not afraid that the sound would reveal his position.

In the darkness, I heard only a "clang", and it was something that hit the shelf.

Some of the members of the Changxing Society could not hold their breath and immediately raised their guns and shot at the location where the noise was made.

"Idiot!" Seeing his little brother shooting, Chang San secretly scolded in his heart.

Sure enough, the two people who shot just now instantly revealed their positions in the firelight.

"Bah, bah." Two more gunshots rang out, and the two men screamed and died.

The others fired at the point where the fire was coming from the doorway, but Ding Xiu quickly ducked away after the shot, not even paying attention to whether he had hit the target or not.

The people who fired at the door just now all revealed their positions, and after Ding Xiu dodged their bullets, the figure had already rushed into the warehouse.

He shot at those who had been exposed by the muzzle fire, and used the light of his own guns to discern the surrounding directions.

Ding Xiu had memorized the terrain inside and the location of the debris before the light bulb was broken, and now although it was pitch black, he knew his position well, and he could use the light of the gun to further confirm the location.

There was a lot of gunfire in the warehouse for a while, and the people of Changxing Society were far less efficient at using the dark environment than Ding Xiu.