C167 extreme killing

After work, An Ning Xuan picked She Tong up, while Ye Cheng drove back home. There was going to be a fierce battle tonight, so he had to be fully prepared.

Arriving at his bedroom, he pulled out the password box from under the bed, took out the gun equipped with the secret service agent's uniform, and carefully cleaned it like he was comforting his lover. He loaded the gun and stuck it on his waist.

Zhao Hongwu had already sent people to investigate in secret. Lu Mengzhu had received a call during lunch time. She had been kidnapped after leaving Donghai University. After the car that kidnapped her had entered the Nocturnal Nocturnal Nocturnal Nocturne, they didn't leave. It was basically certain that the hostage was in the Nocturnal Nocturnal Nocturnal Nocturne.

As dusk descended, the street lamps on both sides lit up, and the neon lights on the various billboards began to shine with an illusory light that intertwined with each other. The traffic on the street shuttled back and forth. Ye Cheng sat in a taxi, stopping and stopping in the middle of the traffic.

Arriving at the Narcissism Nightclub, he saw that it was a little past eight o'clock and there was still some time before the peak of the crowd would arrive. Ye Cheng took out his phone and called Liang Chaohui. Bureau Chief Liang, I presume Chief Zhao has already explained the situation to you? "

"Hmm, I've already transferred the staff. They're just waiting for your call!" Liang Chaohui was a little doubtful about Ye Cheng's identity. He was not an ordinary spy. Otherwise, the higher-ups would not have directly ordered him to cooperate with Ye Cheng's actions tonight. He also knew that he shouldn't have asked, so he could only keep this question in his stomach.

"You can arrange for people to guard the two crossroads in secret half an hour later. Be careful not to leak any information." As this concerned Lu Mengzhu's safety, Ye Cheng did not dare to be careless.

"Alright, I'll arrange it immediately. Everyone who participated in the operation had their cell phones turned in and were unable to contact the outside world. Apart from you and me, no one else knows the purpose of this operation. " As the director of the Sixth Bureau of the National Security Agency, Liang Chaohui naturally did his job well.

Ye Cheng casually wiped a few times on his face, temporarily changing his appearance. Even if he met someone he knew, he would not be able to recognize him immediately. He lit a cigarette and slowly walked into the Narcissism Nightclub.

The entrance was bustling with streams of people entering and exiting. It was quite different from the daytime, as it did not affect the popularity of the nightclub because of Ye Cheng's ruckus last night.

The four to five men walked into the entrance of the Nutjob Nightclub happily. Ye Cheng quickly followed them. Those who did not know him would think that he was with these people.

The security guard's gaze only lingered for a moment before he looked away. It was obvious that he did not realize this was the person who had caused the night club ruckus.

The hall on the first floor was bustling with noise. The loud music was deafening and all kinds of lights were flickering. On the high platform in the center, a few big-chested girls dressed in revealing clothes were flirting with each other while wriggling their chests in an alluring manner. The half-exposed weapons were trembling wildly as if they could escape from their clothes at any time.

The cheers and howls of the wolves rose and fell in succession from below the stage. Waves upon waves of cheers rose and fell, and the atmosphere was extremely explosive.

The nightclub was the easiest place to cause trouble for themselves. In addition to the chaos caused by Ye Cheng last night, the number of security guards had doubled. As a result, the hall was surrounded by black-clothed security guards, and there were also many plainclothes security guards wearing headphones as they moved around the crowd.

Ye Cheng blended into the crowd and did not attract any attention from the security guards. He walked up the stairs to the KTV private room on the third floor. Through the NSA's intelligence network, he had already checked the interior structure of the nightclub. The management area of the nightclub was on the third floor.

With his super strong memory, Ye Cheng walked through a few complicated corridors and arrived at the office area of the nightclub. In front of him was a warning sign that 'no one is allowed to enter'. Two burly men with ferocious expressions were standing at the entrance of the corridor.

Ye Cheng was still a meter away from the warning sign. The slightly shorter man immediately looked at Ye Cheng in alarm, extended his hand to stop him, and said in a stern voice, "This is the office area, outsiders are not allowed."

"Don't misunderstand, I'm looking for someone." Ye Chong walked over with a harmless smile and handed over a Chinese cigarette. You two have worked hard. Have a smoke. "

"Who are you looking for?" The two hulks did not easily accept the cigarettes offered by Ye Cheng. It was not that they did not want to smoke, but after the commotion caused by Ye Cheng last night, their requirements had become even more strict.

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "Oh, I'm looking for Brother Xiong!"

"Looking for Brother Xiong?" The two of them looked up and down at Ye Cheng carefully. The taller man asked, "Who are you? What business do you have with me? "

"I'm Little Liu, and I'm an old friend of Brother Xiong. I have some private matters to discuss with him, and I've already made an agreement with him. If you don't believe me, you can ask him." Ye Cheng's words were quite reasonable.

The two hulks looked at each other. The moment when the two let their guard down, Ye Cheng suddenly moved. His hands moved like lightning and grabbed the heads of the two hulks. He put strength into both of his arms, and with a sudden pull, the two heads solidly hit each other.

"Bam!" With a crisp sound, the two men felt as if their heads were buzzing. Their vision turned black, and as if the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, their bodies slanted and they both fell to the ground.

Ye Cheng did not care about the two unconscious men lying on the ground. He walked along the corridor and quickly headed inside.

Both sides of the corridor were spacious offices. A few of them were lit, but Ye Cheng did not know that Lu Mengzhu was locked in that room. She could only use the stupidest method to search around.

The door of one of the rooms suddenly opened, and a tattooed man walked out, looking like he was in a hurry to go to the toilet. The corridor was completely empty. There was no place for Ye Cheng to hide. Ye Cheng happened to walk face to face with this person.

When the tattooed man noticed a stranger, he was slightly stunned. Before he could even ask, Ye Cheng had already rushed forward and landed a powerful punch on his opponent's lower abdomen.

Forcefully enduring a heavy punch, the tattooed man gave a stuffy groan as he involuntarily bent his waist. Ye Cheng used his elbow and smashed into the back of the man's head. The man immediately fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Ye Cheng pushed open the door and entered. In his line of sight, he saw seven or eight disheveled men sitting around a table, shouting and gambling. The room was a mess. There was no sign of an office.

The people in the room continued to gamble excitedly. No one noticed that there was an unexpected guest.

Ye Cheng quickly moved his feet and arrived at the gambling table in the blink of an eye. He raised both of his hands into blades, and chopped at the necks of the two men in front of him. Before the two of them could understand what was going on, they fainted on the gambling table.

At this moment, the others finally noticed Ye Cheng. However, Ye Cheng didn't give them any time to react. With his sharp fists and feet coupled with his ghost-like figure, a series of attacks arrived in an instant. His movements were swift to the extreme, not gaudy at all. All of them were aimed at the enemy with a single move, making sure to be precise and ruthless.

Bang! Bang! Bang! There was a constant sound of punches along with muffled groans. Within a few seconds, all of them were lying down. The already messy room became even more messy.

Ye Cheng maintained absolute calm. If he wanted to safely save Lu Mengzhu, then he had to be fast. He had to be able to catch the Black Tiger Gang off guard. He looked around and saw nothing missing. He walked straight to the suite on the inside of the office.

The moment he pushed open the door to the room, Ye Cheng felt a hint of danger. A cold light suddenly attacked him. He quickly dodged to the side and a shiny, cold machete streaked across in front of him.

His opponent's move had caught him off-guard. It was fast and ruthless. It could be seen that he was a veteran with a blade. If it was anyone else, they would not have easily dodged it. Unfortunately, his sneak attack was on Ye Cheng.

Just as the blade was about to cut down, Ye Cheng's hand reached out like lightning and grabbed his opponent's arm. With a fierce twist, the blade turned and slashed upwards.

A string of sad and beautiful bloody light splashed out, accompanied by a painful scream. Half of his bloody arm was chopped off, and the machete that was still dripping with blood also fell into Ye Cheng's hands.

Ye Cheng lifted his leg and kicked open the door of the room. 'Bang!' The person who ambushed him was sent flying.

Inside was a lounge with a bed, a sofa, a coffee table, and a television set. Other than the man that ambushed Ye Cheng, there were three other people. Each of them held a huge machete in their hands. These people were all the sabremen of the Black Tiger Gang. They were responsible for killing and beheading people. Their methods were brutal and cruel.

"Fourth Bro!" A furious roar could be heard as a bearded man rushed to check on the person with the severed arm. The other two men glared at Ye Cheng furiously, as if they had seen their father's murderer.

"Go to hell!" The two of them swung their machetes and hacked at Ye Cheng's head and face. The two machetes hacked at Ye Cheng's shoulders from left and right.

Ye Cheng did not dodge. Instead, he faced the incoming blade and leaped forward. His body was strangely to the side, and the two blades were almost touching his body as they chopped down. As the saying goes, an expert with great talent would have great courage. If his body were to move forward or backward just a bit, it would be hacked by sharp blades.

In that instant, the machete in Ye Cheng's hand sliced through the throats of the two blade wielding men at a speed that could not be seen with the naked eye. His body also passed through the gap between the two with an extremely fast speed.

As if time had stopped, the two sabremen froze in place, their pupils dilating as they revealed expressions of disbelief. "Clank, clank, clank!" As the machetes fell to the ground, their bodies did not collapse for a long time. Scarlet blood gradually seeped out from their necks.

"Second Bro, Third Bro!" The bearded man did not even realize that his two companions had already lost their vitality. He shouted loudly and stepped forward to help.

What welcomed him was a machete that went straight for his heart. The edge of the knife was sharp, and it emitted a threatening cold aura. The bearded man hurriedly wielded his saber to block. With a 'bang', the two machetes collided.

Meanwhile, the blade in Ye Cheng's hand did not slow down at all as it accurately stabbed into the big bearded man's heart, causing him to feel a chill run down his spine. At this moment, the sound of a body falling onto the ground came from behind him.

With a flip of his wrist, Ye Cheng pulled out his blade. A shocking bloody hole appeared in the big bearded man's chest, and blood began to gush out like an unstoppable spring.

"Qiu Da, what happened?" The big bearded man carried a walkie-talkie and asked.

This voice sounded a little familiar. Ye Cheng immediately recognized Yue Fengxiong's voice. He took out the walkie-talkie and put it in his pocket without answering. Then he jumped out of the window and returned to the corridor.

At this moment, the people in the monitoring room had already noticed the guard who had fallen in the office through the camera in the corridor.