Wild Dragon

When a large number of bodyguards swarmed over, Jianhen had already accomplished his own feat—with his own strength, he completely uprooted the Fang Zhengyi Group that dominated Yuexi!

Since he started his attack, he successively killed Fang Zhengyi Group's number one expert Huang Fulei, the group's great military strategist Liu Xingyang, Fang Zhengyi himself, the industrial boss of Fang Zhengyi Group, and the only surviving "Five Uncles" and "Five Uncles" among Fang Zhengyi's old brothers. Uncle Six".All the most important figures in the Fang Zhengyi Group were completely wiped out by him!

The only survivor is Chen Danqing who has gone to Japan.And when he assassinated Huangfu Lei, Jian Hen had a chance to kill Chen Danqing, because his sword light had already pointed at Chen Danqing's neck.Chen Danqing didn't die, he just benefited from Yi Jun's request to Jianhen.

If you add the three important figures of Fang Zhengyi Group who were killed at the beginning, and several core bodyguards in Fang Zhengyi's villa last time, the number of people in Fang Zhengyi Group who died under Jianhen's hands is even more numerous.

Some people say that today's criminal groups are no longer what they used to be, and individual heroism should have come to an end long ago.wrong!In this era, the lethality of a true master is still terrifying.Some people don't believe in the strategic deterrence of a top player, but after tonight, maybe it's time to completely change their minds. [

The core character, chickens and dogs don't stay.

A sword mark, at the cost of his own life, destroyed the entire Fang Zhengyi Group!

However, Jian Hen also knew that he really couldn't survive.Last time, with Xiaojie's desperate help, he narrowly escaped death.But that slim chance of good fortune won't stay with him forever.The number of people killed in a lifetime, karma should also fall on his head.When a person is over fifty, he knows the destiny.As for Jian Hen, he had already passed the age of knowing his fate.

This time, Jianhen's vengeance has been avenged, so let's worry about it again.He wants to do a hearty kill, even if it is the backbone elite thugs of the Fang Zhengyi Group, he also wants to do a big kill, so that this criminal group that dominates Yuexi will completely cut off even a trace of luck for a resurgence!

Therefore, when those bodyguards rushed in, Jian Hen did not jump off the building on the fourth floor.Although the floor is relatively high, with his skill, it might not be a big deal to jump down.But Jianhen knew that even if he escaped from the hospital, it would be extremely difficult to escape from Yuexi this time.

As soon as the first bodyguard entered the door, he saw an astonishing scene—there was a man with a sword in the ward, and Fifth Uncle and the others were all dead, with blood flowing from their necks!

However, the first bodyguard who rushed in immediately became one of the dead.Before he came back to his senses, Jianhen's long sword had already cut through his throat.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third... A small door of the ward has become the gate of the Hall of Yama. One comes and one dies, and two come and die.

Finally, a bodyguard yelled and pulled out a pistol.But in this small environment, in this chaotic scene, two or three pistols can hardly cause decisive damage to a master like Jianhen.When Jianhen completely rushed out of the ward, there were only five bodyguards left, including the three with guns.

Bang bang bang, piercing and startling gunshots rang out, echoing a series of heart-piercing screams, and the entire ward building almost became a killing field.The few patients were scared out of their wits, trembling in their respective wards, terrified.

Gunshots continued, but Jianhen had already rushed in front of the five bodyguards.

The sword rises, the sword falls, and the soul is broken.

The sword rises and falls again...

When Jianhen stood majestically in a corridor where corpses piled up with two gunshot wounds on his arm and waist, the entire corridor was empty, and there was no trace of life.

New Year's Eve!

From the beginning of the first day of the new year, when Jianhen cut off Huangfulei's arm, and Huangfulei hid in Jiaolian, that was Jianhen's initial counterattack.From the first day of the new year to this new year, it is exactly one year from head to tail.During this year, the Fang Zhengyi Group has gone from showing signs of decline to now being completely destroyed.

And all of this was done by one person.

Big money.

In the ward, in the corridor, and in the garden where Fang Zhengyi died, there were eighteen dead bodies, which were horrific. [

This killing will surely become one of the most famous murders in the country.Perhaps in this year, there is no such thing as "one".Because this year is about to pass, the New Year's bell will ring in half an hour.

Outside the hospital, the sound of firecrackers has already sounded, and there is joy and peace in welcoming the new year.The fireworks all over the sky are gradually ignited, reflecting the night sky of Yuexi, bursting out the joy of colorful spring.

Everything is so abrupt and unnatural, the contrast between heaven and hell.

……

The doctors and nurses in the hospital had already called the police, but no one dared to stop him.

One bullet smashed Jianhen's liver, and he ran away with all his strength.Looking back at his tragic actions, the corpses were full of desolation and sorrow.

He drew his sword and looked around, feeling at a loss.

The internal organs were shattered, and there was no possibility of escape.No hospital dared to treat him—even if he was in the hospital right now.The vitality is passing, and the sword marks can be clearly felt.He even judged that it was already difficult for him to get out of this hospital, maybe he could only persist outside the building, and he might pass out at any time, and then die completely.

Moreover, the police will definitely kill quickly.Even if he doesn't die, he will be killed by the police.

However, Jian Hen would not choose that method of death.This lonely and paranoid old man has his own pride.

Enduring the severe pain from his liver, Jian Hen walked with difficulty to the middle of the corridor, facing the walking stairs.On that row of seats, I sat down slowly, in exchange for a little relaxation.Taking a deep breath, he could vividly recall the big and small scenes since his debut, and he was gratified by the ending of his old brother Zhao Tailai.He knew very well that he had sinned a lot in his life, and today was the time to repay everything.

Looking at the lying corpses all over the place again, Jian Hen smiled and sat up straight, facing the stairs.The hand holding the sword is still steady, although its strength is not as strong as before.Slowly raised, the sharp blade of the long sword rested on his throat.

Looking at this pale world again, his arm suddenly pulled horizontally!

Immediately, the arm that killed people fell down softly, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clatter, making a crisp sound that shook the heart and soul.As a result, this sword can no longer hurt people.

On Jianhen's neck was a typical "sword-mark wound".This signature way of killing has created decades of bloody terror in the underground world.And now, he himself became the last victim and terminator of this method of killing.

It's just that on the face of this stubborn old man, there is a faint smile, which makes people palpitate and even frightened.

Even, when a large number of policemen rushed into the Shura Field crazily, seeing this smile at a glance, everyone felt chills in their hearts.

If a tiger dies, it won't fall, but its power still remains.

Outside, there are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the fireworks are gorgeous.