Tomb Raider: Devour the blood at the beginning and evolve to the highest god

With Hu Pang and his two brothers, they found a place to sit down at random, ordered a plate of fried yellow beef, and ordered two bottles of beer, and then began to feast on it.

"Master Can, what should we do next?"

"Where is that old Chen Pi you mentioned hiding? What are you going to do?" The fat man blinked his eyes and said.

"In other people's territory, the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. Lord Can, I have already noticed that many people around here have been watching us since we got off the train. It may not be easy to do something." Hu Bayi was a scout , The method is not bad, said beside.

"What's the rush?" Li Wenjie ate without haste.

"Look for a hotel to stay overnight. That old blind man will naturally come to talk to us." Li Wenjie smiled and said.

The two Hu fat brothers looked at each other.

Then he stopped talking.

After eating, he took the two brothers Hu Fat and flamboyantly, and found a big hotel to live in. Li Wenjie was afraid that Old Chen Pi and others would not notice.

After staying.

Let the two Hu fat brothers wear black and gold leather jackets, and then throw two hundred-style submachine guns, large-caliber Soviet-style AKs, and melon grenades to the two brothers.

Li Wenjie asked the desert army ants again.

Arranged in all places around the hotel, it can be described as a net.

It would be fine if this old blind man didn't come, but once 163 came, no matter how many of them came, they would just deliver food to Li Wenjie.

......

Liyuan line.

"Fourth Master, we have already found out. They stayed at the xx Hotel, and three people came. They didn't look like they had any weapons. They brought a tall one and a fat one. I heard that the taller one was a veteran who had been in the Vietnam War. " A thin man said flatteringly at the side.

"Understood, this is none of your business." Monk Hua said loudly, and then casually threw a handful of banknotes over.

The guy quickly picked it up.

Excited to go.

Beside Monk Hua, an old man in a cloth coat, with extremely rough hands like eagle claws, was turning two iron eggs.

Wearing a pair of black blind glasses.

The whole person sat leisurely on a grand teacher's chair, with a pair of eyes that had been blind for a long time, as if he could see, and followed the rhythm of the drama in front of him, as if he didn't care about the things around him.

But no one dared to underestimate this blind old man.

The fourth grandpa is over 70 years old, but the pair of iron marbles in his hands are faster than bullets, coming and going without a trace, and in his youth, he was the fourth master of the Pingsi family.

A famous murderer.

In this chaotic city of Changsha, a stick, the famous iron chopsticks, had already been set up.

He didn't seem to be interested in Li Wenjie's affairs, and after the opera ended, he said slowly, "Changsha, how's Puziling?"

"Fourth Master, after Wu Sansheng's people passed by, I heard that all of them were buried in the tomb of blood corpses in Puziling. Only that Wu Sansheng ran out alone, and now he is missing." Monk Hua said hastily.

"Hmph." His laughter sounded like a night owl crying.

"Old Wu's family is also strange. It's really on par with the blood corpse tomb in Puziling. Back then, Wu Laogou's family died in sevens and eights, and he was the only one left with a broken nose."

"Humph."

After finishing speaking, he said: "Monk Hua, is that person the one that the Little Life Chamber of Commerce asked us to erase?"

"Ah."

"Wipe it up. Only three people dare to come to Changsha. If I were in Kyoto, I might not be able to reach out. Now... I am asking for a dead end."

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Chapter 120 When you come out to hang out, you have to talk about power, background, and fighting?There is a fart! [Seeking full order, seeking custom

Changsha.

among luxury hotels.

The two Hu fat brothers, wearing black leather jackets and black sunglasses, were pressing bullets into the barrel of the gun one after another.

While wiping the gun, the fat man held a stick of Yuxi in the corner of his mouth, and spit out a smoke ring from time to time.

Li Wenjie sat on the bed with a solemn expression and did not speak.

The atmosphere is a bit dignified, tense, and exciting.

Just then.

Li Wenjie suddenly opened his eyes, then turned his head and said, "Beard, fat man, someone is coming."

Taking advantage of the cover of twilight.

I saw seven or eight black vans galloping quickly and parked downstairs of the hotel.

From this black van.

The leader was Monk Hua with a scar on his head. A double-barreled shotgun was tucked in the gray jacket. He had a fierce expression and wore a pair of sunglasses. He got out of the van.

There are seven or eight young men behind them, with shotguns between their clips.

Among the rest of the vans, there were at least dozens of people who came down, and weapons such as machetes and steel rods were wrapped in newspapers.

At this time, they all got out of the car.

Murderous.

It seemed that even Li Wenjie in the hotel had sensed the murderous intent. He was just smoking a cigarette, but he didn't speak a word.

This time it's different from that coward Ma Bold.

Chang Shahe's famous iron chopsticks, Old Chen Pi, turn his hands into clouds and his hands into rain. They are really a bunch of ruthless people who want to kill at every turn.

"What are you doing?" A waiter in the hotel subconsciously asked after seeing this scene.

"Get out!" Monk Hua took the lead in rushing in and cursed, raising his shotgun and throwing it out.

Suddenly the entire hotel lobby was in chaos.

Immediately afterwards, this group of people quickly rushed into the elevator. They had already inquired about Li Wenjie's room number and so on, and now they quickly went to this floor.

And at the same time.

Li Wenjie controlled the desert army ants. These big red-headed ants slowly crawled on the shoulders, necks, or ankles of these people in unintentional corners or crevices.

These murderous guys.

I thought that with hundreds of people coming, they would be able to wipe Li Wenjie off tonight, and then throw him into the river to feed the fish.

But did not expect.

He had already fallen into Li Wenjie's trap.

Since Li Wenjie bred the '0' number of desert army ants, the toxicity attached to the formic acid only needs one or two ants, and within a few seconds, an adult can be instantly poisoned to death.

Terrible.

It can be said that their lives and deaths are now under Li Wenjie's control.

Now Li Wenjie had more leisure time.

look.

Things seem to be developing more smoothly than I imagined.

"boom!"

Just as Li Wenjie was smoking a cigarette and resting on the bed, the door was kicked open by someone, and the leader was Monk Hua.

"His grandma's, don't touch it all for me!" Monk Hua yelled. In the room, the two brothers Hu Fatty had cigarettes in their mouths, obviously waiting for a long time, holding a [-]-style submachine gun with a sneer on their lips.

...prepared?

Monk Hua watched the scene in the hotel.

It seemed that I really underestimated this Li Wenjie.

"It's really fast." Li Wenjie exhaled a smoke ring and said, "Didn't the old blind come here?"

"Does fourth master still need to deal with you trash fish?" Monk Hua sneered and said disdainfully.

Even the two Hu fat brothers have excellent weapons.

But there are at least a hundred of them, and they are all carrying large-caliber shotguns. It is self-evident who has the upper hand in a firefight.

"Li Wenjie..." Monk Hua sneered, walked over with a gun in his arms and said, "Pan Jiayuan's name is Master Can, I heard that you are very good at fighting, right?"

"Hahaha."

"It's a fart to be able to beat, come out to mess around, it's about power, it's about background, can you beat?"

This monk Hua stepped forward proudly, ready to slap Li Wenjie's face with his hands, and at the same time said with a sneer: "So it's a little bastard."

"Crack!"

Li Wenjie's hands were extremely fast, he grabbed one of the monk Hua's fingers, and snapped it off.

"Ah!" Monk Hua screamed.

"Bang!" A kick came up directly and kicked Monk Hua on the head, causing his mouth and nose to spurt blood immediately, and the sunglasses flew directly into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed down suddenly: "Let your fourth master come to see me, you little bastards, you don't deserve me to waste my words here."

A few green skins still want to do it.

Let Hu Pang and the two brothers kill a few in an instant, and the desert army ants directly killed seven or eight, and the rest did not dare to move.

Monk Hua's face turned pale at this moment.

I realized that I had provoked a character that I shouldn't have provoked.

From the very moment he fought Li Wenjie just now, he could sense that the other party was no small matter.

Like this kind of person who can fight.

In their business in Changsha, they are called flower sticks.

At present, there are only two flower sticks in the whole Changsha, the old Chenpi is one, and the other is Pan Zi, a veteran of Wu Sansheng.