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However, these people are not Xu Lang's opponents. He suddenly raised his hand, and the gold needle in his hand was ready to launch again. However, it suddenly occurred to him that for these people, it was not worth wasting the flying needle, and it was not worth wasting his true Qi. Therefore, he jumped out of the dead body of Captain Li behind him, pulled out a pistol, aimed at brother Niu and others, and fired a series of shots. Almost in an instant, it was a surprise All of them fell to the ground.

Although these people of Qinglong club also have knives and guns, compared with Xu Lang, the speed is too fast.

The world's martial arts are fast but not broken, and firm but not destroyed. The same is true for the use of all kinds of modern weapons. If a person's gun speed is too slow, no matter how skillful he has weapons, he can't give full play to the advantages of weapons and is doomed to die.

Looking at Xu Lang's series of fluent movements, Huo QingChu looks at everything in front of him. He is speechless. He is like watching martial arts movies, or watching m national action movies. Xu Lang is better than superman, green arrow and Batman!

God, what kind of man is he? Why is he so powerful!

Xu Lang clapped his hand, turned to look at the stunned Huo QingChu and said, "Miss Huo, let's go."

Huo QingChu was stunned and said: "Xu Lang, are you a great Xia who came from Vietnam in ancient times?"

Xu Lang shook his head with a wry smile. "What kind of hero am I wearing? You are so funny. Let's go. Do you want to accompany these dead people? "

Huo QingChu ran out with Xu Lang in a hurry.

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In the past, the largest gang in China, Qing Long Hui Zong and Du Nei.

Liu Qingyuan, the boss of the youth dragon club, is collecting the achievements reported by various departments. The complicated and huge data is really amazing. He is naturally very happy to have such a big harvest.

Since ancient times, those who win the middle and the original win the world, and the black and the Taoist forces are no exception. The mysterious black and the Taoist organization, the youth dragon Association, has not been rising for a long time, but its achievements are amazing. It will be active in the Central Plains of China. The large and small gangs in the five provinces of China will kill, and the small gangs in the five provinces will reap, and the big gangs will dominate, and have the potential of unifying the middle and the original underground forces.

However, Liu Qingyuan has a big worry in his heart at this time. He just came down to the newspaper and said that he found out that Master Sun of the Ma family died in the downtown area, but there was no clue. Five younger brothers of the Gang also died beside master Ma. He really didn't understand such a strange thing.

Liu Qingyuan had a premonition that something bad was going on and he was unable to explain it to the Ma family. So he sent several groups of people to search for clues, and carried master Ma's body to the helm. He was going to go to the port of Xiang to plead guilty to the Ma family.

There is no other reason why the boss of the grand Qinglong club is so afraid of the Ma family in Xiang Gang. The only reason is that the Ma family in Xiang Gang is the real helmsman and financial supporter behind the scenes of the Qinglong club. The young master of the Ma family died in his own territory, and I'm afraid he's the boss.

At this time, the subordinates reported that Mr. Ma from Xiang port came to see him. Liu Qingyuan was surprised.

This "Mr. Ma" is not surnamed Ma, and no one knows his real name. He is decisive in killing, cruel and wise in means. He has helped Qinglong society to eradicate dissidents countless times, and every time there is a new order from the Ma family, it is this "Mr. Ma" who conveys or executes it.

Now Mr. Ma's sudden arrival, Liu Qingyuan panic, immediately said: "quick, please, please!"

"No, I'm here already!"

As soon as the words came to an end, Liu Qingyuan turned around quickly, only to find a voice coming from the second floor. He walked slowly down the stairs, dressed in his unchanging clothes, including black boots, black windbreaker, black hood and black magic mirror. When he killed people, the weapon he used was a long sword, which was always inserted on the left side of his waist.

It's easy to think of Zorro, the hero in the animation.

Liu Bingyuan is always in awe of his opponent, but he is always in awe of him yes.

"Ma, Mr. Ma, how did you get down from above?" Liu Qingyuan said in a trembling voice.

"Oh, I just did one thing by the way." Mr. Ma said and sat on the chair in the middle of the room.

"What's the matter?" Liu Qingyuan asked with a smile.

"Kill the one year old son and Qingren who are sleeping upstairs." Mr. Ma said coldly.

"What, you, you, you..." Liu Qingyuan suddenly reached out and angrily pointed at Mr. Ma.

However, at this moment, no one saw how Mr. Ma's sword was drawn out, how it was made by Cao, and finally how it was put back.

Liu Qingyuan blinked his eyes and looked at what happened in front of him. It was like a shadow flying by, but it was fleeting.However, the next moment, Liu Qingyuan felt heartfelt pain and couldn't help shouting.

A closer look, I saw Liu Qingyuan pointing to Mr. Ma's finger was Qi Qi, was cut off three, fell to the ground, dripping with blood.

It's said that the pain of cutting off fingers and toes is not common. It's strange that Liu Qingyuan doesn't have pain. However, he no longer dares to be disrespectful to Mr. Ma.

"Remember, what I hate most is someone pointing at me. It would be nice if I didn't kill you. Killing your woman and son is just a small punishment that is not good for you to protect master Ma and lead to his innocent death. This is just the beginning. After I find out the truth, you will be punished more seriously. " Mr. Ma coldly said, no one can see clearly under the sunglasses, what is his expression.

"Yes, thank you for not killing Mr. Ma." Liu Qingyuan said in a hurry.

"Come on, what's going on? Don't miss anything, or you will die now Mr. Ma said coldly.

"Yes, I don't dare to miss anything. It's like this. We didn't know that Mr. Ma actually came to Z state. It was only last night that we learned that Mr. Ma followed the host and reporter of this TV station. Mr. Ma fell in love with the woman, but unexpectedly, the woman owner had another little white face. Under the conflict, Mr. Ma was mistakenly seized by the police station.

Later, master Ma communicated with people in the police station in time. Because there were our people in the police station, it was easy to do. Master Ma was released and took people to catch the little white face. But for some reason, master Ma and other seven people died for no reason. No one saw who did it. " Liu Qingyuan said quickly and truthfully.

"Oh? Take me to see Master Ma's body. " Mr. Ma said in a hurry.

When he came to another room, Mr. Ma checked the body of master Ma. He was stunned. He could see that it was a very professional means of killing people. Even some professional killers were ashamed of their own merits.

Mr. Ma quickly asked: "you just said, there is a little white face, who is that little white face?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him, and I don't know his name at present. However, he should not be alive now. He has been designed to be taken to the suburbs, and it is estimated that he has been dismembered now." Liu Qingyuan said in a hurry.

However, at this time, the subordinate reported that all the members of team Li and brother Niu had been killed, and the cause of death could not be found out.

Liu Qingyuan and Mr. Ma are very surprised.

"Take me to have a look!" Mr. Ma said in a hurry.

Soon, after Mr. Ma and others came to the scene in the suburbs, he looked around the enemy alertly, and found that there was no situation, he quickly appeared to check the dead bodies.

Surprisingly, there were no wounds on the policemen.

When Mr. Ma was puzzled, it seemed that he suddenly thought of something. He quickly and carefully examined the bodies again. He was shocked because he found a small pinhole.

Mr. Ma immediately asked in a deep voice: "who is that little white face?"