The woman rolled her eyes, slowly straightened her clothes, and then expertly pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

Oh, ignored!

Ye Zichuan touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Hey! Boy, what do I ask you? The tall young man put his arm around the woman and said arrogantly: "She is my woman, what do you say I am her!"

"That's a hassle!" Ye Zichuan smiled slightly.

"Boy, who the hell do you dare to come here to go wild?"

After speaking, the tall young man stepped forward and grabbed Ye Zichuan. Obviously, he couldn't bear to capture Ye Zichuan, and then teach Ye Zichuan to be a man with his fists.

Ye Zichuan's body flashed slightly to one side, not retreating, but advancing. Suddenly snatched into the empty door of the tall young man, and knocked him to the ground with one finger.

Click!

Ye Zichuan stepped on the throat of the tall young man, and with the sound of the throat bone shattering, the tall young man twitched and then lost his breath.

Yes..........

Not!

In the face of the sudden hot hand, the tall young man's eyes were stunned. And the woman who was calmly smoking was also so shocked that the cigarette fell to the ground, and then she reacted and wanted to scream, but as soon as she screamed, Ye Zichuan covered her mouth.

The woman's face was frightened and frightened, and she wanted to scream but couldn't.

Hush!

Ye Zichuan covered the woman's mouth with one hand and pushed her against the wall and couldn't move. The other hand raised its index finger in a 'silencing' motion.

The woman shook her head, a pleading expression on her face.

"I don't like to kill women, I gave you a chance!" Ye Zichuan approached the woman and whispered in her ear: "Since you are a couple, then you can also go down to accompany him." If you have the next life, remember to follow the right person! “

After speaking, Ye Zichuan ignored the woman's pleas and broke her neck.

.........

In the disco on the fourth floor of the residential building, Cen San listened to the report of the swaying young man, and his eyes flashed with anger and said: "Fourth, take a few people to intercept him on the third floor, break his leg first, and then ask where he came from." ”

The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses stood up and beckoned a few random people out of the discotheque.

But it didn't take long for several screams to be heard outside the discotheque. Although the screams were faint under the cover of the violent music of the discotheque, they were still heard by Cen San, who had an amazing perception.

He suddenly got up from the sofa and shouted: "Enemy attack, brothers, copy guys!" ”

At this moment, the door of the disco burst open, and countless fragments of the wooden door shot at the crowd of people who were partying in the discotheque. As soon as the shards were shot into the crowd, a black shadow followed closely behind them.

With a scream, every time the shadow approached a person, a person fell.

The sharpness and ruthlessness of the black shadow's attack made Cen San, who was about to step forward to intercept, shrink his eyes.

"Brothers, kill him for me, he's only one person!" After Cen San shouted these words, his body retreated violently and rushed to a side door behind him.

After the initial riots, the rest of the discotheque finally reacted. One by one, they took out their weapons and cursed, and pounced on the black shadow, vowing to dismember their bodies with knives.

It's a pity that in the face of absolute power, the courage of flesh and blood will only make this group of outlaws who lick blood from the knife edge die faster.

The black shadow approached the thugs like a leisurely stroll, his attacks seemed unpleasant, and the force was not very strong. But with every shot, a thug must fall.

If someone who is careful goes to check the injuries of those fallen rioters, they will find that the location of the black shadow attack is all fatal locations such as the throat, heart, temple, qi sea point, death hole, and spine.

The mob swooped down in a haphazard manner, posing no threat to the ghostly black shadow. Dark shadows roam the discotheque like a walking grim reaper. In a few moments, most of the thugs in the discotheque had fallen. Some of the fallen rioters were still wailing in their death, while many more were silent.

The dark shadow's terrifying methods finally frightened the remaining thugs, who held machetes, daggers and other weapons to watch the black shadow cower and dare not step forward.

At this time, the black shadow also stopped killing, and he stood in the center of the discotheque, his eyes slightly closed, and his body leaned forward slightly. The nose sucked in the air hard, as if to suck in all the bloody smell in the air.

"It's so familiar, so nostalgic!" The dark shadow muttered to himself. Under the spotlight of the discotheque, a delicate face is revealed. He is Ye Zichuan.

The surrounding thugs looked at Ye Zichuan with frightened eyes, they didn't expect this ruthless black shadow to be so young and bloodthirsty.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, dare to kill so many of my brothers, you are doomed!" At this time, Cen San, who was holding a hideous firearm, went and returned, he took a look at the situation of the discotheque, and stared at Ye Zichuan in the center of the discotheque.

Type I Plasma Gun!

Looking at the guy in Cen San's arms, Ye Zichuan frowned, he didn't expect a small underworld organization to have such hole cards. The Type I plasma gun is said to be inherently killable. The strong above the innate encounter multiple Type I plasma guns lock, and they have to temporarily avoid their edge.

Looks like it's time to use a forbidden trick!

Seeing Cen San lock himself, Ye Zichuan sighed in his heart. Performing forbidden methods will damage the foundation of martial arts and leave a dark wound on his body, and he will have to spend a huge price to make up for it later. But now he can't take care of it, and if he doesn't show it, he may be explained here today.

But at this moment, all the lights in the discotheque suddenly went out.

Golden opportunity!

Ye Zichuan's eyes lit up, his body spun in place, and then shot to the side. And the black robe on his body was left in place.

As soon as he left the place, he saw a white light flash from the muzzle of Cen San's gun, and a round hole with a thick bowl mouth appeared out of thin air on the black robe that Ye Zichuan had left in place.

And after Ye Zichuan moved sideways by one meter, he immediately rushed towards Cen San with that fleeting white light, and the route he was advancing was irregular S-shaped.

"Everyone is far away from me, not allowed to come close!" It was suddenly pitch black, which made Cen San a little flustered, and after firing a few shots indiscriminately without success. He shouted as he quickly stepped back with the Type I plasma gun in his arms.

Hearing Cen San's shout, Ye Zichuan sneered. If you don't die, you won't die. Bully me without remote means.

Ye Zichuan wiped his hands on his waist, and eight golden needles were exposed in the palms of his hands. Listen to the sound and distinguish the position, and then throw it out with both hands.

Yes!

In the darkness, Cen San screamed loudly, and then even the plasma gun fell to the ground with a 'clang'.

But Ye Zichuan did not stop, he approached quickly in the dark, and at the same time flipped his hands and threw out eight golden needles again.

This time, there was a muffled grunt in the darkness, and there was no more sound. Ye Zichuan touched it by feeling and picked up the plasma gun.

Ye Zichuan in this life has never seen a plasma gun. However, in his previous life, Ye Zichuan was extremely familiar with him. There are Type I and Type II plasma guns, and in the future, there will be Type III that can threaten Grandmaster-level martial artists. This weapon was the standard equipment used by the federal army to suppress riots.

So Ye Zichuan fiddled with it a few times and mastered it. He then fired a shot at the muzzle of his gun somewhere in the darkness.

A scream was heard, and then there was silence. Ye Zichuan stood quietly in the dark, listening intently. Wherever there was a sound, he turned the muzzle of his gun, and then a white light passed.

After a while, there was no sound coming from the dark discotheque.

Ahh

Two terrible screams were heard from the second floor of the residential building.

When Ye Zichuan heard this, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth. Then he took out his personal terminal and contacted Yang Xiong and said, "Okay, turn on the electricity!" ”

And when Ye Zichuan used his personal terminal to contact Yang Xiong, there were small sounds in several places in the dark. But it was the thug who had just escaped with bated breath and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

It's a pity that they didn't escape Ye Zichuan's ears. Ye Zichuan turned the muzzle of the gun as expected, and after a few white lights passed, silence returned to the dark discotheque.

After a while, the lights of the discotheque came back on, and a picture of hell appeared in Ye Zichuan's eyes.

The entire discotheque was dripping with blood, and except for Ye Zichuan, all the people fell in a pool of blood. Ye Zichuan looked at everything in front of him without any expression. He took a spin around the discotheque and shot a few of the guys who weren't dead to help end their pain.

Then Ye Zichuan searched the front of the building floor by floor non-stop to solve the fish that slipped through the net.

In the monitoring room on the top floor, when Ye Zichuan kicked the door open, he saw a young man squatting in the corner, holding his head in his hands and trembling.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. Hero, I didn't see anything. The swinging young man squatting in the corner continued to plead: "I'm just a watchman watching the building, and I didn't participate in any of the bad things that the third brother did. Hero, you go around me, I can help you destroy all the surveillance video. ”

At this time, the swinging young man's will completely collapsed, and he had just returned downstairs, but the screams kept coming. He was sure that the people downstairs were dead now, and he thought about escaping, but the windows of the entire residential building were steel and sealed, and he couldn't break them without making a move.

Tsim Bei Bay is a mixed bag, with most of the residential buildings having their windows completely sealed. This was originally done to prevent those good men from flying off the wall. Unexpectedly, now it has become a cage to bury them.

Ye Zichuan shook his head and pointed his gun at the swinging youth. A white light flashed at the muzzle of the gun. A large hole in the swinging youth's chest appeared as thick as a bowl. The domineering plasma completely vaporized the muscles, bones, and blood in the chest of the swaying youth.

This is the power of the plasma gun, and the innate warriors can only hide but not carry it in the face of it. Even the body protection qi shield of a first-class master is as fragile as an eggshell in front of it. That is, the innate true qi of the innate master can still carry it a little in the face of the plasma gun.

After dealing with the swinging youth, Ye Zichuan randomly shot a bunch of monitoring equipment into scorch.

After dealing with everyone, Ye Zichuan began to clean up the battlefield. The pile of cash in the discotheque Ye Zichuan smiled unceremoniously.

Scavenge for money and set up the scene. Ye Zichuan did it methodically like a professional robber.

When everything was done, he carried a backpack full of cash down the stairs

When he walked to the staircase leading to the first floor from the second floor, Ye Zichuan found Yang Xiong, who had a restless face, standing there, with two personal terminals at his feet. Not far from him, two men who had been amputated from the base of their thighs were lying in pools of blood wailing. As for the thighs of those two people, they were at the staircase on the second floor.

Obviously, the two thugs were about to run from the second floor to the first floor, but their legs were amputated at the staircase, and they wanted to use their personal terminals to call for help, but they were also stopped by Yang Xiong.

"Ye Zichuan, you're finally down. What about these two people? Seeing Ye Zichuan appear, Yang Xiong seemed to have found the backbone of the heart, and hurriedly wanted to catch up.

"If you don't want to break your leg, don't come here!" Ye Zichuan hurriedly stopped, and then took out a pair of gloves made of ice crystal spider silk from his trouser pocket.

After putting on the gloves, Ye Zichuan squatted down, raised his arms and raised his palms to slowly reach forward.

Yang Xiong didn't know what Ye Zichuan was going to do. However, just now the two thugs came down the staircase and their legs were amputated. He also knew that there was definitely a deadly trap at the staircase.

Suddenly, Ye Zichuan stopped moving. An extremely thin white thread appeared in the palm of his hand, which had been empty. The icy power of the glove stretched along the white silk. At the entrance of the staircase, which had been empty, a white line thinner than a human hair appeared.

Obviously, this white thread that is imperceptible to the naked eye, but can cut gold and jade, is the real murderer who cut off the legs of the two thugs.

"Your Excellency is such a good means!"

The two thugs who had been staring at Ye Zichuan's movements also widened their eyes. The thug who spoke was a lean man. He looked at Ye Zichuan and continued: "Your Excellency is so young, he has not yet stepped into society, and his family background is also average. But there are such means and such a ruthless temperament. No wonder we fall on you! ”

Ye Zichuan didn't hear anything about the lean man, he carefully put away the white line and then looked at Yang Xiong and asked, "What did you tell him?" ”

Yang Xiong's face was red and he couldn't speak.

"Hehe, don't blame your classmate for having less experience, it's normal to be tricked out by me in a few words. Besides, he's done well enough to help you turn off the power switch at a critical moment. It also prevents us from communicating with the outside world. The lean man continued.