City Marshal

The speed of the knife is so fast that the bodyguard doesn't know how to die!When he fell to the ground with a bang, those well-dressed dignitaries screamed instinctively. They wanted to escape but were stopped by the handsome army brothers with knives. Some people with prominent status wanted to show their faces, but saw Seeing Chu Tian's unfathomable expression, he has no foundation in his heart.

Ignoring the blood on the ground, Chu Tian looked around at the crowd and asked again: "Where is Wang Bailei?"

Although the third young master of Jinling is not a big celebrity, the people who hang out in the same circle like talking about them, so they usually pay more attention to observe their whereabouts, see what kind of women they are fooling around with, and look forward to seeing them. Can you pick up some bargains, so they know that Wang Bailei went to the eighteenth floor.

But of course they can't say it, it will kill their own lives.

Chu Tian's gaze swept across the crowd like a knife, causing them to tremble all over. Suddenly they saw Chu Tian smiling, and then heard the creepy words: "Lin Shaojun, kill all the men participating in the reception, women Throw it downstairs, I want them to know the consequences of not reporting it!"

When these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and at the same time they didn't take it seriously.

What is this kid?He thought he could do anything wrong with just a few broken knives. He just didn’t fight back or refute him just because he didn’t want to cause trouble. But now, this guy is blasphemy and wants to kill them all. Don't they have to worry about the consequences?They will be suppressed by the government at any time.

So, a drunken guy stepped up, pointed at Chu Tian and cursed angrily: "Boy, presumptuous, do you know who I am?" Chu Tian calmly said, "Split!"

The machete in Lin Shaojun's hand split out in an instant, hitting the guy's neck impartially, and the blood shot out like a fountain, rushing to the air several meters before falling down. All the anger dissipated in Chu Tian's killing intent, and at the same time, he was glad that he did not show up.

Chu Tian looked at the crowd coldly, and raised his fingers to kill them.

This domineering aura and killing made the women at the reception tremble and admire each other, while the men seemed terrified. When Chu Tian was about to drop his finger, four or five voices that could not control himself came from different corners, almost At the same time, it rang in Chutian's ear: "They just went up to the eighteenth floor! Six people!"

At this time, Chutian's headset also vibrated, and a message came: "Young commander, Wang Bailei is on the eighteenth floor."

It seems that Qingcheng and the others are also on the [-]th floor, so Chu Tian nodded lightly, and ordered Lin Shaojun: "pass on the order, from now on, Shuai Jun will take over the Tomson Hotel in full, and those who participate in the reception here are not allowed to come in and out, and, Cut off all external communication for me, and those who dare to make trouble will be killed without mercy!"

Everyone at the reception originally wanted to ridicule, accept?Think of yourself as an army, but when you see Chu Tian's looming killing intent, you can't help but lower your head.

Lin Shaojun nodded and responded respectfully: "Yes!"

Brother Shuaijun acted quickly, firmly controlled the entire hotel, and controlled every corner through surveillance. Because the Spring Festival was approaching, there were not many people except the tourists staying in the hotel, so it was not difficult to control. The hotel manager who wanted to call the police also gave up under the threat of a machete.

Fortunately, the Shuaijun brothers were all holding knives. If they were replaced with guns, they would inevitably be fantasized about terrorist attacks.

Chu Tian led Yang Feiyang into the elevator. When he pressed his fingers on the [-]th floor, his right hand was already holding the Minghong sword. There were more than a hundred handsome soldiers marching from the stairs and other elevators to the [-]th floor. Chu Tian had just told them that anyone who encounters opponents on the [-]th floor will be shot to death.

The elevator dings!The eighteenth floor was bright and cheerful, several bodyguards in suits came over, the leader glanced at Chu Tian, ​​and shouted domineeringly: "What are you doing? This is a private place, you should leave quickly, lest you incur a murderous disaster!"

Chu Tian focused his gaze, and asked calmly, "Where is Wang Bailei?" The face of the leader changed slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?" It was too late to withdraw and leave. After taking two steps away, he held the knife wound on his chest, looked at Chutian in disbelief, and then fell to the ground. When he touched the ground, blood gushed out from the wound, staining the wound. Red chest.

The other bodyguards were shocked when they saw this, and they drew their knives and stepped forward to surround Chutian.

Yang Feiyang sighed softly, and smiled at Chu Tian: "Young Marshal, you can go to Qingcheng, and I will deal with the rubbish."

Chu Tian nodded helplessly, and an enemy took advantage of his distraction to strike towards him with a knife. Chu Tian let out a sulky breath, moved his feet to avoid the chopping knife, and then grabbed his arm holding the knife, and instantly spit out his dark force. , the enemy's entire arm was removed, and while screaming, he also dropped the machete in his hand.

Chu Tian picked up the machete, grabbed the enemy's neck and asked, "Where is Wang Bailei?" The enemy had some backbone and shouted stubbornly, "I don't know!"

Chu Tian stabbed his saber into his abdomen, pulled it out and asked again: "Where is Wang Bailei?" The enemy was in unbearable pain, but still howled and shook his head.

With a sneer at the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, the saber stabbed into his abdomen again, and just as he pulled it out, he heard him confess: "Yes, in the innermost hall of high mountains and flowing water."

Chu Tian nodded, and the saber swept horizontally: "Okay, I'll give you a good time!"

When Chu Tian walked towards the innermost hall with the knife, Yang Feiyang also smiled lightly, twisting his devil-like figure and walking towards the bodyguards, the killing sword light was always extraordinarily bright, and the freshly shed blood was always extraordinarily bright .

The two burly men rushed towards Yang Feiyang first. In their impression, women are always easy to deal with, at least not as strong as men in terms of physical strength and energy. But they never thought that they chose the devil, and Yang Feiyang shot out the steel wire. Nobuko, like a poisonous snake, passed through their throats, and blood splashed out immediately.

Under the light, the blood-stained steel wire shone strangely bright red.

The rest of the bodyguards were all stunned, and couldn't stop taking a few steps back, staring at the accomplice's throat pierced by the steel wire, feeling Yang Feiyang's viciousness from the bottom of their hearts, and then became crazy out of fear, raising their knives one after another He rushed towards Yang Feiyang, wanting to kill this beautiful woman.

Yang Feiyang shook his head slightly, and spit out the steel wire in his right hand out of nowhere.

At this time, Brother Shuaijun also arrived, and the two sides fought disproportionately.

In the high mountain and flowing water hall, Wang Bailei stared at the hot Qingcheng with playful and wretched eyes.

On both sides behind him, Lin Siwen and Shen Bingbing had already started to get into the theme. The occasional groans not only stimulated the drugged Qingcheng, but also made it difficult for Wang Bailei to hold back his last patience. He reached out and pulled off his sweater , and then step by step towards Qingcheng, which has shrunk due to the remaining consciousness.

He needs to vent, needs a woman's body to vent his desire!Qingcheng's graceful body curves, beautiful face, and unadorned natural temperament filled him with primitive impulses, ravaging her green body, trampling on her noble dignity, and humiliating her medical talent.

Lin Siwen and Shen Bingbing, who were thirsty, stared at Wang Bailei, who was panting like a beast, approaching Qingcheng who started to sob.

Just when Wang Bailei was tearing off Qingcheng's coat, the bodyguards at the door stumbled in, lying on the ground covered in blood and vomited blood, and then walked into Chutian, where the murderous intent appeared. He looked at Chutian eagerly, wanting to find out what happened.

Lin Siwen, whose foreplay was interrupted, stood up first, and he, who had learned Taekwondo, lay in front of Chu Tian: "Who the hell are you?" Chu Tian stared at him, and said lightly, "Do you know who I am? ?” “I don’t care who you are!”

Lin Siwen, who was standing in front of Chu Tian, ​​said arrogantly.

This sentence simply doubled the arsenic of suicide, and the death knell officially sounded.

A cold light flashed, and Lin Siwen, who was smiling just a moment ago, changed drastically, and thick blood gushed out from his shoulders.