Kung Fu Soldier King

Jiangcheng building used to be a forbidden area outside Hongmen disciples. Anyone who sees it should walk around.

Now, groups of young young students holding knives rush in from all sides, including people in black with long and short guns.

These people were from the Cao Gang. They transported groups of people to Dongcheng with the help of the Chinese New Year.

The members of the black clothes society were responsible for opening the gap with fire, and the others of the Cao Gang filled it with knives.

As long as someone fell down at the Hongmen filial piety hall, the Cao Gang rushed up and occupied a hole in the building in an instant.

Cars gathered around and blocked the street. The alarm kept ringing outside, but no policeman could get in.

Several incense masters under the filial piety hall brought people to rescue, but they were blocked outside. In the past, the police gave three faces to Hongmen's disciples, but today, the nose is not the nose, the face is the face.

Either the police or the Cao Gang, as well as the yellow mouse in Dongcheng, came to make trouble. All of a sudden, no one could rush into laiqin king, and Jiangcheng building fell into an unprecedented crisis.

The Cao Gang attacked layer by layer, shooting and stabbing the people of Hongmen filial piety hall to the ground.

Qin Xiaowu kept shrinking his defense line. There were not many people around him. During the Chinese new year, he asked people to go back for the Chinese New Year. Who knows that Chen Jianxin insisted on it.

Originally, after the Victoria incident, the Cao Gang should converge. But unexpectedly, they did not repair, but output the crisis.

This is like the Meiji Restoration period in Japan. Their domestic economy is on the verge of collapse in order to solve the crisis. They chose to go to war, export the crisis, plunder and so on.

Therefore, the people of the filial piety hall can hardly resist it.

Until he was close to the top floor, Nalan had just started a fierce battle with the black clothes society of the Cao Gang with dozens of guns.

Generally, fights are fought with knives. Guns are only used when there is no choice. The black clothes club is desperate to use them this time. Qin Xiaowu is welcome.

But guns are limited, and so are the people who can use guns. He Hongmen filial piety hall is no better than dark hall and Green Gang battle dragon hall. Not everyone has received special training, so it is very difficult to resist.

The black clothes club is the best place for the Cao Gang to fight. Their shooting skills are accurate and they don't kill at all.

Nalan just ordered his little brother to bite his teeth and hold on at the entrance of the main corridor. He temporarily pressed the people of the black clothes club to rush in. He rushed back to the office and shouted, "fifth master, hurry!"

Qin Xiaowu sat behind his generous desk with a six round pistol in front of him, a cigarette pot in his hand, leaning against the sofa and closing his eyes to sleep.

Several confidants stood waiting at the door, while several young women stood at the table trembling. They had guessed their fate. If the Cao Gang rushed up, Qin Xiaowu would kill them first.

This is not only to prevent them from being humiliated, but also to prevent Qin Xiaowu's reputation from being ruined.

As for Lao Qin himself, he was ready to eat a peanuts.

"Go, where are you going? Go back to the general hall and be an elder?" Qin Xiaowu snorted and then said, "it's a shame. I'm old and don't want to toss about any more. If ziye walks away, my virtuous brother will avenge us."

"Fifth master, there is a helicopter on the top of the building. I'll cut off the rear cover. When you get to Jinling, move the rescue troops with ninth master. It's not too late for us to make a comeback!" Nalan just shouted at Qin Xiaowu.

Qin Xiaowu shook his head and said, "my helicopter is a little small. If you can leave me, you can't leave others. Besides, this Jiangcheng building is my lifelong effort. I don't want to give up here when I'm old. Send the old nine woman away. I shouldn't invite her over for the new year."

Luo Hong, dressed in thick mink skin, is sitting in a daze in the corner. She is alone in Jiangbei. Today, she was invited to attend the fifth brother's family dinner. Who knows, Jiangcheng building was blocked all of a sudden.

"Brother five, I can't go if you don't go. If my family knows I'll leave you, I'm afraid I won't have a good life in my life." Luo Hong said with a strong smile at the corners of her mouth.

Qin Xiaowu sighed and said with emotion, "the women of old nine are heroines among women. I Qin Xiaowu treated you badly. I hope my old nine won't blame me. Feifei, take her away."

"Yes!" Nalan Feifei answered and pulled Luo Hong. Despite her struggle, she pulled her out.

Nalan had just opened the door, but as soon as the door opened, a large group of people retreated, and the gunfire was loud.

"No, they're fighting. Fifth master, go quickly. If you don't go again, you won't have a chance." Nalan just came to pull Qin Xiaowu. Without saying a word, the latter picked up the pistol and aimed it directly at his head.

Luo Hong also broke away from Nalan Feifei's hand, grabbed the pistol from her hand and shouted, "why don't you go? It's better to fight with them. If you die, you still have a reputation."

Everyone felt that it was the woman of the ninth master. Even this momentum was a little similar.

But this time is not a time to show off their strength. The members of the black clothes society have poured up like a tide, and the disciples of Hongmen who finally fought hard fell down one by one.

Seeing that it was the most critical time, Nalan just looked around. At last, alas, no one cared. He picked up his gun and rushed out.

Qin Xiaowu slowly closed his eyes, his fingers gradually forced, his heart was like a movie, and the picture kept turning. I've been used to ups and downs all my life, but I've worked hard in the past. Now I'm old or dead.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a burst of dense gunfire sounded from the other side. The gunshot was different from the AK47 of the black society, but it was very low.

This is the sound of Type 95 rifle, and only this kind of rifle can make such a beautiful sound.

Qin Xiaowu suddenly widened his eyes, loosened the trigger in his hand and murmured, "brother, you're finally here."

Before his voice fell, a team of heavily armed soldiers in tactical vests passed quickly in front of the office.

Their guns kept spitting out flames, and they collided with the members of the black society who rushed up.

The members of the black clothes society were numerous and powerful. They rushed up in one breath. The defeat of Hongmen strengthened their morale. They roared and kept shouting and killing, like a sharp sword, rushed up heavily.

The soldiers in black, however, passed through Hongmen's defense line from the opposite direction and quickly met the members of the black society who were frantically rushing forward.

Each soldier in black has a red shield sign on his chest. It is Xiao Yan's red shield secret service.

If the red shield special service in Dongjiang city is not perfect and professional enough. Well, this one, which was completely transferred by the national security action section, has already cooperated tacitly and acted rapidly.

The one in front has a shield, and the one behind breaks through quickly with a long gun. In case of fierce fire, a grenade was thrown over and solved with an explosion.

If the black society is a sword, then the red shield secret service is a huge tank. Don't mention the sword, but the guns are leveled for you.

A white figure flickered in the corridor. People only felt bursts of gunfire above their heads, and then they could see the members of the black society opposite, falling down constantly.

"Husband!" Luo Hong finally responded and shouted at her head.