Chapter Forty-Eight: I Won't Owe You a Meal.

"Let's go." Zhao Shao answered, and prepared to call people without saying a word.

"Zhao Shao is at home."

Jiang Cang thought about it, thought about it for a while, and decided to let Zhao Shao stay at home and prepare to go alone.

Because to tell the truth.

Jiang Cang felt that Zhao Shao went, if he didn't hold a gun in his hand, it would be really useless.

But if you take a gun, everyone will take a gun, it is completely a gun fight between the two parties, and you can't try it out with your own skills, the accident is too big!

Especially in Jiang Cang's mind, even if he didn't bring firearms, he brought a group of people over to fight.

It's not nice to say.

In terms of cleaning the tail, Zhao Shao is good at it, and he can get rid of all the troubles in this world for himself.

But in a fight to the death, they are really not as good as themselves!

Not to mention that in broad daylight, the convoy drove over, in addition to the bigger target, which may leak itself, but also let the tiger guard against it, and let the tiger strengthen its manpower there.

Yuan Neng doesn't know when he will be able to get it.

It's better to touch it yourself and give the tiger a ruthless one!

Go it alone and do it yourself.

"A clever assassin who walks alone is better than a hundred horsemen."

Jiang Cang explained to Zhao Shao, and said, "If Zhao Shao is not at ease, the tiger will pick me up in about two hours." ”

Jiang Cang's words fell, equipped with double knives and daggers, and walked alone from the other outside the village, without driving, to prevent the eyes of tigers around him from discovering him.

Zhao Shao knew that Jiang Cang's decision couldn't be reversed, and he knew that his twenty or thirty people were really not as good as Master Jiang's alone, so he didn't bother, stayed in the courtyard, put the wine away, and waited for Jiang Cang to come back.

And Jiang Cang went out of the village, glanced at the nearby road a few times, didn't see any pedestrians, and drove a few hundred meters to the north, took a taxi from there, and walked towards the East Street in the driver's curious eyes to see if the double knife was true or false.

Along.

With 'jingle' bikes, noisy with pedestrians.

When Jiang Cang regained his strength in the car, he also sensed the time when this world returned to reality, which was roughly two o'clock in the afternoon today and twelve o'clock in the evening'.

And it was about one o'clock in the afternoon.

Click-

The doors open.

Jiang Cang settled the car money and looked at this prosperous east block.

'In front..'

Jiang Cang glanced at the nearby restaurants and stalls a few times, and then looked at a six-story restaurant forty meters away.

And according to the vague hint, Yuan Neng is on the top floor of the sixth floor of this restaurant.

And Jiang Cang took a few looks, and felt that this was much safer, but fortunately it was not the office building of Tiger Company.

In addition, if he came alone, even if the tiger was here, he should be eating, and he didn't have much defense.

For a while.

Jiang Cang felt that the fewer people who did the task, the easier the task would be, and there would be fewer accidents.

Save too many people from being scattered and sneaking over, in case of leakage.

Thereupon.

Jiang Cang didn't say anything, and in the 'welcome' of the welcome lady at the door of the hotel, he raised his feet and walked into the hotel, ready to take Yuan Neng first.

"Hello."

It's just that I just walked in.

When the lobby manager in a suit saw the new guest, he walked over with a smile and asked, "Hello sir, yes.."

"Sixth floor." Jiang Cang glanced twice in the hall on the first floor, looked at the few tables of guests who were not special, and walked towards the staircase on the east side.

"Sixth floor?"

But the manager was speechless, and took two steps with Jiang Cang, who was walking closer, with some flattery, and a vague inquiry,

"Excuse me sir, are you a friend of the boss? The sixth floor is where the boss entertains friends, and the boss is in the hotel now, so I don't need to make a phone call to inform the boss first, you first.."

"I'm a tiger friend." Jiang Cang said casually, knowing that he would definitely be noticed if he said too much, and then he didn't stop his steps, and when he arrived at the staircase, he took three or four steps, and went up the stairs on the half-floor, and went straight to the sixth floor!

"You!" The manager chased two steps, and saw that he couldn't catch up with Jiang Cang, and he was afraid that Jiang Cang, who was carrying a knife, was here to find trouble, so he hurriedly took out the phone and called upstairs while chasing Jiang Cang.

About half a minute or less.

When Jiang Cang stepped to the corner of the steps on the fifth floor, at the staircase of the private room on the sixth floor, three strong men with cigarettes came out, and they looked at themselves around the corner.

"Who?" They shouted angrily at Jiang Cang and asked, and they were about to go down the stairs to interrogate.

"Don't.. Don't let him go! After the manager and these people upstairs finished informing, they also took a few breaths, and rushed up one floor behind Jiang Cang.

And Jiang Cang didn't say a word, he stood still and adjusted his breath, waiting for the three strong men to come down, and then waiting for the manager to catch up.

'Whoa'.

Suddenly pulled out the double knife in the sheath, backhanded, 'Tengteng' a few steps, after stepping up the steps of the sixth floor, came to the moment of about one meter in front of the three people, oblique, picked, and killed three people again, without looking at the four corpses 'bang' and fell down the steps, he turned around and entered the exit of the sixth floor, and stepped into the aisle of the private room.

"You.." The moment he entered the sixth floor, Jiang Cang saw that there were twelve more people in the corridor.

At the same time, these twelve people reflected the light, and when they saw Jiang Cang holding the blood-dripping double knife, and then heard the sound of heavy objects falling down the stairs at the staircase, they also understood that the three people who went out before were probably killed by this stranger!

So, in addition to being stunned suddenly, they turned around and left, wanting to go back to the box and get some iron tools to deal with!

But with the 'poof! 'There was a muffled sound in the flesh.

Jiang Cang strode forward and chased forward, and the double knives skimmed through the back of the hearts and necks of the twelve people, without mercy, and killed them one by one!

The doors on both sides of the room were sealed, and no one escaped!

For a moment, the howls and roars of the twelve resounded through the aisle.

Screams were heard.

A box on the side opened, and three people leaned out.

"Master Tiger, this man has iron weapons!"

But when they saw the hallway smashed, the walls stained with blood and scarlet splashes, they turned back to the box and pulled out a few long knives from a wine cabinet.

And Jiang Cang stepped on the corpse of the last of the twelve people whose throat was cut by himself, and reflexively rushed to kill the private room!

Because at the moment when those few people probed, Jiang Cang saw that Yuan Neng and the tiger were here!

And there are not many people in the house, only six people, great opportunity!

"Jiang Cang?!"

At this time, the tiger in the table in the private room saw a person covered in blood rushing in outside the door, looked at it a few times, and recognized that the person with such skills and wearing double knives must be Jiang Cang!

But Jiang Cang had two knives in his hands, or frames, or chops, and he didn't reply to the tiger at all.

When a dozen breaths were taken, the last six people were killed.

Jiang Cangcai raised his head and wiped the blood splashed on his face, not caring about the few wounds on his body, but looking at the tiger on the other side of the table who picked up a long knife from the corpse of his hand,

"Master Tiger, it's been a long time. Have you eaten well for lunch today? ”

"Alright." The tiger smiled, unable to hear the hatred, "I'll treat you, you invite me, we don't owe it, it's time to talk about it." And I know that my kung fu is not as good as Master Jiang, so I made a phone call just now, and this place is a little far away. In ten minutes, everyone came. ”

"Enough time." Jiang Cang nodded and rushed towards the tiger suddenly!

"Come!" The tiger shouted, turned sideways, and slashed down with a knife in both hands, driving the wind to burst, second only to Li Zheng in strength!

Suddenly, the 'sonorous' weapons collided, and sparks burst out.

Jiang Cang slashed and killed more than 20 people, his strength was slightly reduced, not as good as the tiger, and at the moment when his short knife was numb and out of his hand, the long knife went up the shelf again!

And when the tiger saw Jiang Cang's short knife out of his hand, he suddenly turned and deflected the blade, slashing at Jiang Cang's neck, and suddenly shrank with one hand, and poked up from the side to Jiang Cang's eyes!

It is the gossip chopping knife that turns in, closes his body and folds his palms, and hits the third line of the human center!

It's just that at this time, Jiang Cang's body was short, the long knife parried, his head was deflected, his skull was hit hard, he was groggy, he gritted his teeth suddenly, wiped his palm from his waist, and pulled out a dagger, like a goshawk's beak, and suddenly talked in the tiger's heart!

'Puff' into the flesh.

The tiger suddenly glared, and the long knife slashed at Jiang Cang's wrist, forcing back Jiang Cang, who wanted to pull out the dagger, and then took a few steps back, holding the dagger on his chest in one hand and wanting to pull it out, but finally gave up, laughed and said intermittently at Jiang Cang, who was coming,

"Jiang .. Master Jiang pays attention to people, you still have enough time... Before leaving, can you leave a handwriting and let the brother who will come later bury it for me.. I.. I don't want to go into the morgue, I don't want to go into the coroner's quarter, I want to go in peace."

The tiger's words fell, he suddenly tightened his teeth, took a deep breath, endured the pain, and tried to use his last strength to pull out the dagger in his chest, but his eyes gradually closed, and his body fell weakly.

Jiang Cang saw the past, stopped a few steps, and then walked over and pulled out the dagger.

"Don't worry, Lord Tiger."