Chapter 512

There was blood everywhere, and the smell of blood made Han Luo feel sick. At this time, a little gangster outside with a ferocious face ran to Han Luo.

He held a machete high in his hand, and the lighting was frightening.

Han Luo's legs softened immediately, and he couldn't move half a minute. Seeing that the knife was about to fall, Han Luo thought to himself, "it's over." Close your eyes.

I only heard a crisp sound. When I opened my eyes, I saw Duan Hong standing beside him like a proud general, with a bloody knife blocking her head.

The dim yellow light in the hotel sprinkled on his face, looking melancholy and haggard, as if pitying the stupidity of the world.

The little bastard looked silly.

Duan Hong seized the opportunity to kick with a high whip.

Elegant posture, textbook like correctness. Half of the little gangster's face was numb, his eyeballs burst out, and he flew backwards.

"Xiao Luo, it's very dangerous here. Why didn't you run out obediently?" Duan Hong wiped off the blood splashed on her face by the little gangster.

"I don't know. You are fighting with others outside. How can I watch inside? I will deal with all the difficulties with you."

"Ha ha, good." Duan Hong reaches over Han Luo and rushes into the crowd like a whirlwind. His machete is like a harvester. He reaps the fighting power of the rushing people with one knife.

He took every knife in place, let them hurt, but do not want their lives.

When Han Luo's heart comes up to his throat, his sword flashes before his eyes. It seems that he has become a martial arts movie. He has become the heroine of the movie. When he can experience these things with his beloved, he feels excited, excited, happy and frightened.

Inside the hotel, Xu Qing leads the people to run out, holding a folding chair and patting the people who fall on the ground. Watching Duan Hong and Han Luo dance like two butterflies in the crowd, she feels sad, and the strength of patting is even stronger.

"Miss - you - how always - hit me." The man on the ground, whose face was covered with blood, could not bear it and cried out.

"Shoot you, shoot you! It's shameless. " Xu Qing clapped hard.

When ah Hu saw that he couldn't resist, the chefs in the hotel also came out with forks, spoons and frying pans. He felt a chill in his heart: is this a hotel? Worse than the underworld.

"Fan Tong! What are you doing? All the pictures are rubbish. Come on! Otherwise, I can't hold on any longer. When I get back, master Xu will blame me. You can carry it. "

Hang up the phone, with a machete on the big black bear like Zhushan, hang the wind a knife chop.

Zhu Shan felt the cold wind blowing on his back and immediately knew that it was not good. He pushed forward and rolled on the spot. Although his posture was ugly, it was simple and practical.

I'll see you later. AHU looks at him angrily.

"Mean." Zhu Shan spits out two words and rushes over in a voice. His dogleg knife dances into a shadow, fighting with ah Hu.

Both of them are valiant generals. Zhu Shan used to practice military stabbing in the training camp. He once saw that both fat man and Duan Hong used dogleg mountain knife. It seemed very popular, so he asked fat man to teach him.

I didn't expect to learn very fast. The knife in his hand was really given to him by Duan Hong. The black blade is dull but extremely sharp.

With a few round holes of different sizes, it looks cold and gorgeous.

Ah Hu was born as a killer. His best skill was not a knife, but a gun. When he was on a mission, he unfortunately failed. Instead, he was caught by the hunter. He wanted to die.

The hunter let him go and asked him who told him to do it? Killers have their own rules. They must not name their employers.

The man said, go back and ask your mother how much you are?

AHU when the first Leng, do not understand, next to someone said that as long as you have a price, our boss can afford to buy. Ah Hu was so attracted by his wealth and atmosphere that he didn't leave, but put himself in his side.

That person is □.

This is three years. For three years, ah Hu has gone through life and death. Every time, he has relied on his fierce fighting experience to escape and clear many obstacles for □.

This time, he found that he met his opponent, the Bear looked stupid, did not expect to be so flexible.

After a while, Zhu Shan also saw sweat on his forehead. He followed the fat man and took the open and close route. His strength depended on his body. Ah Hu's tricky and dexterous route depended on his skills.

Ah Hu didn't dare to fight with Zhu Shan. Zhu Shan was afraid of ah Hu's tricky attack. Both of them were very careful. It was hard to win at one time.

Duan Hong had three or four people falling under his knife. In the hotel, Wang Jin and Wei Dong looked at each other and nodded when they saw each other holding an iron pot and a steel spoon. He rushed out.

The two of them didn't intend to work for the hotel. After all, they just came here, but the other employees of the hotel showed them that this is not a company, but a big family.

Duan Beiping ran out from the back kitchen with two kitchen knives and cried out: "little grandson, here comes my grandfather." His double swords were flying wildly, but before others cut them, they almost fell on Wang Jin and Wei Dong in front of him.

They dodged and protected the old man. This is the boss's uncle. He was hurt, but it was not good.

After a while, the little gangsters brought by ah Hu were killed by all the security guards, chefs and waiters of Manchu and Han people. Only Zhu Shan was still fighting.

Duan Hong throws away the knife, claps his eyes tightly, trembles all over his body, and writes on his face excited Han Luo: "Xiao Luo?"

Han Luo opened his eyes and saw that his own people were everywhere. Those who were looking for trouble were lying on the ground, holding the wound and crying, "finished?"

"Yes."

Ah Hu Yu Guang saw that there were cooks in waiters' clothes or white coats all around him. He was so timid that he couldn't help but feel a little bit like a knife in his hand.

Zhu Shan was more and more victorious. The members of the first team behind him called out: "Captain, rise up! Rise

"Ouch!" Zhu Shan was greatly inspired. Seeing Duan Hong looking at himself, his strength increased a hundred times. The knife in his hand was like a tiger or leopard going down the mountain, and he chopped it off the top of a Hu's head.

In horror, ah Hu didn't dare to fight with a knife. He couldn't dodge. He cut a piece of his skin off Zhu Shan, and the blood came out, and instantly dyed his whole face red.

Zhu Shan had not been Wu xiaamung for a long time. During this period of training, he improved a lot in the advanced art of fighting. Taking this opportunity, he raised his foot to kick him, kicked the knife in his hand, stepped on his chest, and put the tip of the knife on his face, "you lost!"

In three words, ah Hu was ashamed and angry. Zhu Shan was happy and excited.

Immediately, two people from the first team came over and took out the hemp rope to tie ah Hu into zongzi, which was mentioned in front of Duan Hong.

"What are you doing? Bandits? " Duan Hong looked at the two men with a smile and said, "send them to the Public Security Bureau. People from Xu's group don't have to ask."

At this time, a five Liang minibus came from the south, the door opened, and more than fifty people rushed over.

"No!" Duan Hong exclaimed. He didn't think that relying on himself, a group of people without any fighting experience, he could defeat more than 50 little gangsters. "Go back, go back! All returned to the hotel. "

Immediately, everyone Hula pulled back and closed the door of the hotel.

Ah Hu yelled: "let go of Lao Tzu. If you have the guts to fight again, Lao Tzu won't accept it!" Zhu Shan gave him two slaps: "be honest, or I will beat you." The iron hammer like fist shook in front of ah Hu.

Looking at the little gangsters outside, they first rescued their group, and then the brick was thrown towards the hotel. Duan Hong was distressed and said, "Xiaoluo, did you call the police?"

"I called the police just now, but I haven't come yet! I don't know what to eat. "

Duan Hong sighed and thought to himself, "it seems that Haizhong is going to have a big reshuffle tonight. The police must know that they will just let go and come to clean up tomorrow."

He took out the phone and dialed chimeng's mobile phone: "Wure? What about you

"I - I eat - eat dumplings." Chi Meng's mouth is vague.

"Fuck! I've made dumplings for everyone. Do you still eat them? Come to Manhan Quanxi hotel to help me, or you'll have to read the news in the newspaper that Duan Hong, the Great Kitchen God, died in a mess tomorrow. Do you hear me Duan hung up angrily——

"Who is it?" Wu Caifeng unties her apron and sits opposite chimeng. Two days ago, there was no news about the campus case, but we couldn't delay it. So we casually found an excuse and told the school that the murderer had been found and really asked.

Zhize has other things to leave, let chimeng stay in the sea to continue to investigate the case. Wu Caifeng just want to check the bottom of red fierce, two people are in a piece.

Today, for some reason, the director of the Bureau said that all of them had a holiday. They came to Wu Caifeng's home. Wu Caifeng cooked dumplings for him.

Chi Meng swallowed the hot dumplings and said, "no one, my elder martial brother! You've seen, in the Manchu and Han banquet, he said he was made dumplings in the Manchu and Han banquet? Hey, hey, he's good at it? Who believes it? No matter what, let's eat it. By the way, is there garlic? "

"Oh." Wu Caifeng handed over two heads of garlic and said tentatively, "do you always call him elder martial brother? Who is your master? Why doesn't he go to that department like you? "

"Hey, hey." Chi Meng laughs and thinks that the old maid wants to find out the bottom of Laozi——

The doors and windows of the hotel are made of glass fiber reinforced plastics. Pistols and bullets can't break it, and bricks can't, but the best glass can't stand falling all the time.

After a while, a crack appeared in the glass.

"What to do?"

All eyes turn to Duan Hong.

"It's easy to do. Zhu Shan calls the fat man. It seems that Wu RE can't count on him. Let him arrive in ten minutes, or you'll come back and give him a slip of fat intestines."

"Ten minutes? From the training camp to here at least half an hour - "Zhu Shan saw Duan Hong's face, immediately shut up and dialed the fat man.

He has two teams there, and there are about 30 people on his side. He is also good with fat man and Zhu Shan. It's no problem to deal with these 50 people.

At this time, another 78 Liang minibus came in front of the hotel, and a hundred and ten people came down to surround the hotel.

Duan Hong saw Xu Laosan with his bare upper body and two machetes in his hand, howling. He looked like a sow. Some of the people around him looked like little gangsters. Some of them were wearing school uniforms and holding big knives and long guns. They turned out to be students of the martial arts school.

"Xu Laosan, the grandson, was a martial arts school coach at that time. How could he recruit so many people?" Duan Hong was very surprised. Now if a person can completely rush out, he can't be sure how to deal with these 1788 people. He can't stand a brick in no one's hand. Besides, there are family, friends and people who love each other. What should I do? await one's doom? It's impossible. It's not Duan Hong's character.