Chapter 897

Boss Tang, the leader of Hongmen, never thought that his daughter would threaten herself with death for the sake of a boy she had never met before. It is conceivable that there is a big fire in her heart.

After listening to Tang Ding's words, the God of gamblers understands her feelings, but he is worried about Xu Zifeng. It's not so bad. Your daughter-in-law has a knot between you and your father-in-law.

But now is not the time to sort out these small details, the God of gamblers quickly interrupted Tang Ding and continued to speak, saying: "Uncle Tang, I think you'd better allow my sister to go out and look for Xu Zifeng. And I'll go with her. Besides taking care of each other, I'll definitely bring her back to you! No matter what the final result is, I will bring her back to you! "

The God of gambling can only comfort the leader of Hongmen, boss Tang. Otherwise, the matter will be completely deadlocked.

"Well, I agree with you to go out for a walk, but you must pay attention to safety. In addition, no matter what the result is, you must come back to me wholeheartedly! I don't want white hair to give blackheads away! " Boss Tang, the leader of Hongmen, also knew his daughter's temper, so he said to the God of gambling. The purpose of his doing this is very clear, boy. You said you would get my daughter back. If anything goes wrong at that time, you are the only one to ask.

God of gamblers naturally understood these, and quickly gave boss Tang a look you can rest assured, and then turned to catch up with Tang Ding who had already walked out.

Looking at the God of gamblers and Tang Ding, the leader of Hongmen sect, elder Tang sighed and dialed a number.

"How are things going?"

"Well, it's almost done. I'm waiting for them to coax me!"

"Can someone do it?"

"I'm afraid it's not easy. You know, our people can't get in at all."

"Well, it seems that an outsider is needed to ignite their internal strife!"

"Boss, wait a minute, there will always be opportunities!"

"OK, be careful. Tang Ding has already gone out. It doesn't matter if she gets into trouble. The key is not to hurt her! "

"Yes, boss, I understand. Please don't worry. There won't be anything wrong with the first lady!"

There are no more instructions. The leader of Hongmen sect, boss Tang, hangs up.

When Xu Zifeng wakes up, he finds that it's getting late, and there are two people sitting in the hall, Miss Qin and Xiao Weili. Seeing that it was himself who was late, Xu Zifeng laughed awkwardly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've been waiting a long time. It's impolite

"It's OK. We just arrived, too!" Misqin never thought that Xu Zifeng had such a gentle and polite side. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer, so he stood up and gave Xu Zifeng a gift.

Fainting, how could this be so virtuous and polite today? In fact, Xu Zifeng did not know that his kindness saved an endangered skilled woman. Ah, it's nature that makes people. It's nature that makes people!

In fact, Xu Zifeng knew little about misqin, so he always thought that this woman was a girl who lived in country m when she was a child. This is a wrong done to misqin. Of course, Xu Zifeng himself does not ask, others misqin will not take the initiative to say.

However, Xu Zifeng is not the kind of person who tangles in trifles, so he looks at misqin and says, "are all the clothes ready?"

"Yes, I got a total of four sets, all-weather, as long as we are dressed up, no one will know us if we take them out." Misqin saw Xu Zifeng asking himself, and said in detail in a hurry, for fear that he didn't do well enough.

"Well, it's OK, as long as you can get by. It's night again. No one looks at it so carefully." Seeing misqin's slightly nervous appearance, Xu Zifeng felt a little sorry in his heart and quickly relieved.

"Oh, brother-in-law, sister, you say you two, oh, you two are really..." one side of the copy of the Ba God Xiao Willie can't see it any more, said jokingly.

"Go away! I think your skin itches, don't you? " Xu Zifeng where can let this guy ridicule himself, to copy Ba God Xiao Weili burst rude.

"Elder sister, he scolds me!" Xiao Weili, the God of Ba, did not respond directly to Xu Zifeng at this time. Instead, he threw a Jiao at misqin.

"Get dressed. It's time to get down to business." Mischin, however, seemed not to see it. He threw a suit of clothes to Shaw Willie, and then, without looking at the two of them, went out with a suit of women's clothes.

The effort is not big. The three people come back to the circular living room. Without waiting for Xu Zifeng to speak, Xiao Weili picks up a dress and puts it on the Vietnamese interpreter.

A few people returned along the original road and came to the ground. At this time, it was 11:00 or 12:00 in the night. Many night shows were scattered, and only a few people who played all night were still wandering in the city.

"Hurry up and take us to your fields occupied by the Malay gang. Hurry up!" Xu Zifeng took out a flying knife and put it on the waist of the Vietnamese interpreter. He ordered in a low voice.

"OK, OK, don't kill me. Can't I take you?" At this time, the Vietnamese translators have been scared out of their wits. How dare they not listen to Xu Zifeng.

So under the guidance of Vietnamese translators, several people came across the street to the door of a nightclub. It's almost closed here. The door is half open and half closed, and I don't know where the night watchman is hiding to pass the time happily.

Xu Zifeng just wanted to go over, misqin pressed his shoulder, "don't worry, first call the translator to go with me to have a look."

With that, mischin picked up the translator's collar, and the two walked into the door. Once inside, mischin could not help frowning. It turned out that the nightclub was closed outside, but after walking through a section of corridor, the lights were still bright inside. A group of men and women on the dance floor were wriggling wildly under the strong music rhythm.

Misqin looked and saw that no one noticed in the corridor. He quickly dialed Xu Zifeng's phone, "come in, it's busy inside!"

After receiving a call from misqin, Xu Zifeng ran into the door of the nightclub without saying a word. Shawley, the God of Ba, naturally refused to fall behind, and the two soon appeared on the edge of the dance floor.

Looking at the position of misqin and the translator, Xu Zifeng pulls Xiao Weili, and the two go in another direction.

Under the cover of music and other people, the two quickly touched the back of the nightclub. Most of the rooms here are places where managers are on duty or resting.

Xu Zifeng just doesn't care about this and that. Today he is here to make trouble. So after touching it, he and Shaw Willie checked the rooms one by one, one by one, left and right. Anyone who met someone in the rooms, whether male or female, was dead.

After solving seven or eight rooms so smoothly, the two people withdrew from the same room at the same time and looked at each other and laughed in the corridor. But I don't want the door next to them to open suddenly.

A woman with loose hair and rags came out of the room, shouting, "help! It's killing people! Help

Immediately after her, a white man with a broken beer bottle in his hand came out. The guy didn't care about this or that. A beer bottle hit the back of the woman's head, and he muttered: "well, I don't have a face. I think you look up to me when I play with you! You're still hypocritical. I've ruined you! "

The woman fell to the ground with a cry, and her blood suddenly flowed all over the ground. Her eyes turned, and she saw that she could not live. Xiao Weili looked at the man and said with a sneer, "brother, you've gone too far!"

"Go too far, your mother! How do I like to play? How do I play? I'll do nothing for you! " The man estimated that he was in a state of inexplicable excitement at this time, and did not feel that he had killed anyone.

"Damn, you are so arrogant. You have to bear legal responsibility for killing people. You'd better die! " Although Xiao Weili is a simple and honest man, he is very honest and upright. He is not used to being indifferent to such careless things.

Seeing that the boy was so arrogant, he gave up immediately, and Shaw Willie didn't know how to move. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the boy's wrist, pulled back, poohed, and the half rotten beer bottle went into the white man's abdomen.

The white man fell on the woman's corpse without a snort. Xiao Weili, the God of Ba, felt that he didn't get rid of his hatred. He banged his feet at the guy's buttocks and said, "you're so arrogant. You're being rude to me!"

Xu Zifeng looks at Xiao Weili, but he doesn't think there is anything too much in his heart. It's better to clean up the dregs like this. He's not a philanthropist, moralist, anthropologist. He's a very realistic man. Even if he doesn't die in Shaw's hands today, he will die in others' hands one day. To deal with this kind of people, it is still effective to control violence with violence.

However, the noise in the corridor finally alarmed others. Some people in other rooms poked their heads out to see what was going on. A black man came out of a room near Xu Zifeng.

This guy is bigger than shawley. He looked at the two corpses lying motionless on the ground in a pool of blood. He laughed at Xiao Weili and showed his white teeth. How terrible it must be!

"Boy, you killed people?" The big black man asked shawley in a deep voice. Shaw knew by this time that it was impossible for him to sneak in like the other rooms and make people.

So a neck, "well, this boy killed innocent people, I don't like it, do him, how drop?"

"Not so much, but he happens to be my man, you have to give me an account!" The big black man didn't pay attention to the ferocious image of Shaw Willie at all. He pointed to Shaw Willie and said with a sneer.

"Give it to you, give it to you!" Shaw Willie won't talk to the man endlessly. He grabs the guy's finger while the guy reaches out his hand and takes it back. He breaks the big black man's finger with a bang.

Ah - a howl like killing a pig stirred up all the people in the rooms on both sides of the corridor. Xu Zifeng didn't give these people the chance to rush out of the room at all. As soon as he shook his hand, dozens of flying knives shot out, each of which was very accurately inserted into the throat of those who poked their heads out to see what happened.

Poor these people are used to yelling, but now they are caught off guard when they encounter such a life and death event.

Xu Zifeng impolitely takes back his throwing knife and checks the body to see if he has not been killed by the knife. In fact, he has not pretended to be dead. This time, he is not pretending to be dead. Xu Zifeng is quite satisfied with this.