Bai Qi died, the four hall masters were all dead except for Gu Wuxiang, the cannon fodder group turned over, and Ling Xiu took Bai Qi's place.

……

In the early morning, there was no trace of morning light, the sky was as dark and obscure as ever, and the air was filled with the oppressive atmosphere of the last days.

Ling Xiu sat cross-legged on the roof of the building, his eyes closed, and his whole person entered an ethereal state, quietly listening to the sounds of this world, looking for the memories of the past in his mind. Yesterday he used his spiritual power, and after persevering until he shocked all the members of the White Gang, his whole person collapsed, and a night's rest did not allow him to fully recover his spirit.

This magical ability makes him more and more obsessed with the memories of the past, and no matter what, he has to recover the memories.

"Let me out, seventeen bastards, let me out, or I'll let my dad kill you all!" Jiang Linghui's voice came into his ears from a room below.

Ling Xiu opened his eyes, shook his head and smiled, he didn't know why he was interested in teaching this Jiang Linghui a lesson, maybe she had a little shadow of someone in his memory.

"Brother Seven, that chick is really good-looking, based on my veteran experience, the body should not have been developed, Brother Seventh can ......"

"Let her go!"

Before the eighth person next to him could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Xiu.

"Huh? Let her go? Lao Ba's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and his mouth opened wide, thinking that he was having auditory hallucinations.

"Yes, let her go!"

Ling Xiu stood up and jumped off the parapet, he didn't have any wrong thoughts about Jiang Linghui, he just had some evil interest in teaching her a lesson, now that the lesson is over, let her go, continue to leave her here, and take care of her food.

"Brother Qi, you ...... You're not scared of the Sea Gang, are you? ”

Lao Ba asked tentatively, and then said categorically, "It doesn't matter if she is the daughter of Jiang Gong or not, as long as it is the woman that Seventh Brother wants to get, we will rob it and help Seventh Brother grab it, if he dares to come to the door, we are not muddy, just do it with them." ”

Ling Xiu shook his head helplessly, patted the eighth child's shoulder, and said, "That Jiang Linghui is only fifteen or sixteen years old, I'm not interested in underage girls." ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to raise it for a few more years!" The old eight said uprightly.

Ling Xiu really didn't know what to say, and he didn't talk nonsense, so he said directly in a commanding tone: "Don't say anything, listen to me, let her go!" ”

The eighth still wants to fight for it again, after all, it is quite rare to meet a girl like Jiang Linghui whose body has not been cultivated and who is very good-looking, and the women who survived are basically dependent on men and become men's happy tools, but when he saw the resoluteness in Ling Xiu's eyes, he also dispelled the idea of persuasion.

"Yes, Seventh Brother!"

agreed, turned around and left, and sent away Jiang Linghui, who seemed to be a canary being locked in a cage and screaming non-stop.

At this time, Pigskin ran up, his face was full of anxiety, and after seeing Ling Xiu, he shouted loudly: "Seventh Brother is not good, the Hai Gang has come, saying that if Jiang Linghui is not returned to them, they will wash our White Gang in blood." ”

"Damn, what a big breath, they really think they're going to eat us?" The old eight said angrily.

Ling Xiu's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked calmly, "How many people are coming?" ”

This is expected, yesterday he only left Jiang Linghui, and the other members of the Sea Gang were put back, and Jiang Gong, the boss of the Sea Gang, knew everything that happened here.

"There are more than 100 people, all of them should be here!"

Pigskin replied, "Brought a lot of hard guys, even bazookas." ”

"What? Fire...... Bazooka? The eighth was taken aback.

The bazooka is a weapon with great lethality, with an effective range of 500 meters, and is specially used to deal with armored tanks.

"Where did they get their bazookas?" The eighth came back from his fright and asked.

"Dasha~ I force you to forget, at the beginning of the disaster, our two gangs were the first to rob the police ~ the ammunition depot of the procuratorate, otherwise why do you think we have so many submachine guns?" Pigskin said.

Ling Xiu smiled and said, "Since they came to pick up people, I am also ready to release them, you can return Jiang Linghui to them now." ”

"Huh? Seventh brother, wouldn't this be too cowardly? "The reaction of the pigskin and the eighth child just now is not much different.

Ling Xiu was speechless for a while, glared at him angrily, and said jokingly: "If you feel too cowardly, you can rush out with a gun alone and fight with them." ”

Pigskin shuddered, and then smiled awkwardly: "Ha...... Ha ha...... Brother Seven is really good at joking. Turning his head to look at the eighth child, he sank his face, "You stupid~ What are you still doing standing, didn't you hear what Brother Qi said, go, go down with me and return that Jiang Linghui to the Haibang." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the eighth child to reply, he dragged the eighth child and left.

Ling Xiu looked at the pair of living treasures, shook his head helplessly and chuckled.

【The ranch is stationed at the subway gate】

On both sides of the rusty iron gate, there are two groups of people who are pressed by black.

Inside is the White Gang, outside is the Sea Gang, dressed in a black series of clothes, bare-chested breasts, strong shoulders can be seen everywhere, and most of those shoulders are tattooed, green dragons, scorpions, white tigers...... Wait, it looks fierce and vicious, quite powerful.

Both sides are holding guns against each other, and the air seems to be frozen!

This is not a simple knife cut or bare-handed duel, once the fight starts, it is bloodshed and sacrifice, under the shroud of bullets, everyone's life is as fragile as a piece of tissue paper, vulnerable.

Jiang Gong was a man of fifty or sixty years of age, with almost gray hair, dark skin, a beard on his face, and a pair of old eyes that were cloudy but shrewd and sharp. At this time, he was sitting upright on a Taishi chair, holding a dragon-headed cane in both hands, staring ahead, his expression was indifferent, and he could see that he was suppressing a wave of anger.

Next to him was a woman of about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with fair skin, neat hair coiled behind her head, thin eyebrows and big eyes, a small nose and a small mouth, her appearance was quite exquisite, gentle and beautiful, and she had a dignified and strict look.

"Dad, don't worry, Linghui will be fine." The woman spoke out comfortingly.

Jiang Gong closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

At this moment, Pigskin and Lao Ba came over with Jiang Linghui.

The woman's face showed a look of joy: "Dad, Linghui is out!" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Gonggong opened his eyes, and when he saw Jiang Linghui, he stood up excitedly.

"Dad, sister, I knew you would come to pick me up."

Jiang Linghui ran quickly to the iron gate, her eyes were red, what happened yesterday was like a nightmare, she was already scared in her heart, she was very afraid, she was just pretending to be strong.

The iron gate blocked her from meeting her father and sister, so she turned her head and glared at the monk and the others: "You bastards don't hurry up and open the iron door, don't you want to live?" ”