Chapter 553 Gangster War

After picking up their clothes, a group of people walked out of the box. Seeing that Yang Zhao had been holding Ling Qingyu's waist and half-helping her to walk, Zhou Tan walked into Hua Dong, poked her and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

With a slight cough, Hua Dong whispered: "There are girls from one family asking for it. Xiaoyu himself hasn't decided yet."

Oh~ several people showed understanding expressions.

There were many of them, so instead of taking the elevator, they walked towards the spiral staircase. Yang Zhao looked at the shiny marble on the staircase and the high heels on Ling Qingyu's feet, and then he simply picked her up.

His calm demeanor surprised the people on the side. Qin Zihao turned to look at He Li and saw that he and another tall man were walking leisurely behind without showing any displeasure. He suddenly became confused. This is a person. what's the situation?

As soon as they reached the corner of the second floor, they saw the bustling hall below filled with people. Someone opened the way at the door, and a group of tall foreigners walked in. They pushed people aside with their hands, and a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner rushed in.

The foreign devil looked up and saw the people on the spiral staircase. He immediately opened his eyes and shouted: "Hey, who is that? Let go of my little fish!"

"Carrot head?" Yang Zhao asked softly.

"Ignore him, let's leave quickly." Lying his head on Yang Zhao's shoulder, Ling Qingyu pretended to be dead.

"Hey! Don't go! Go catch that gangster!" Robert shouted as he pushed toward the stairs. The bodyguards around him also rushed several people toward the stairs under his orders.

The hall suddenly became chaotic.

With a snap, the lights in the entire disco bar suddenly turned on, and then all went dark in a flash, with only some fluorescent sticks shining with a little bit of fluorescence.

There were screams in the hall, and there were even excited shouts from young people. Some people shouted what kind of activity it was, and some people laughed and shouted that they wanted to have a secret kiss and hurry up.

At that moment, Yang Zhao hugged Ling Qingyu tightly and dodged away from the stairs and hid behind the wall of the corridor. He Li grabbed Hua Dong, pulled her behind him, and dodged into the corridor.

"Come up." Zhao Yinfeng squatted at the entrance of the stairs and whispered, taking the hands handed to him in the dark one by one, and leading them into the corridor.

The screams and frolics began to occur as the power outage lasted longer and longer, and some who sensed something was wrong began to scream.

With a snap, the lights flashed again. The sudden bright light made people's eyes blurred. After their eyes adjusted, they found that there were many men in black standing along the hollow of the hall on the second floor with submachine guns in their hands. The few foreigners who entered the scene arrogantly had been knocked to the ground. The blond man with blue eyes had his hands tied behind his back and was blocked in front of him. Beside him, there were also many men wearing black clothes and holding guns. One of them held a hostage in his hand. took a hostage.

Amidst the screams, the crowd automatically separated, leaving a clear space around those people.

"Let go of Mr. Robert!" A leader-like man stood on the corner of the second floor and shouted.

"Come on, we caught this guy first." The man who caught Robert shouted.

"Cheng Cheng from the Ministry of National Security." As soon as he shook hands with Liu Dong, the man in his early thirties said in a low voice: "Director Liu, I can lend you a hand."

"Why didn't you even acknowledge us when you came here?" Liu Dong was very displeased. He looked around at the chaos outside and said.

"I'm sorry, it happened suddenly." Cheng Cheng said: "We just found out today that several waves of people followed Robert into the country. We only found out about coming here two hours ago."

"With so many guns, I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle. There are too many people below." Gao Minghua whispered.

"Hong Kong gangs, New York gangs, and even Italian gangs are here, and you just found out?" Lin Zi glanced at the person below and smacked his lips softly, saying: "I think you'd better not do anything. Once If there's a fight, there will be hundreds of people below." The most important thing is that my wife is still there!

"They will fight if you don't take action, damn it." Cheng Cheng cursed in a low voice.

What kind of luck is this for me? No, who did Robert mess with? Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong looked at each other, and that piece of land passed through their hearts, right? Isn't it because of that? The Robert family has a big business and is quite capable of causing trouble, maybe for other reasons.

"Do you want to save him?" Yang Zhao asked in a low voice.

"ah?"

Following where Yang Zhao indicated, Ling Qingyu saw a figure on the third floor in the opposite corner. Although she couldn't see clearly without her eyes, the figure was so familiar that she recognized it as Yan San at a glance.

"Yan San asked, do you want to save him?" Yang Zhao explained looking at Yan San's gestures.

"So many guns." Ling Qingyu shuddered.

"We can't get out unless we deal with them." Yang Zhao smiled lightly, then nodded to Yan San and made a thumbs down gesture.

"We can't wait any longer." Cheng Cheng shouted, and dozens of people suddenly stood up from the crowd below and started to sweep at the man in black on the second floor.

There was a silencer on the gun, and only a dull sound could be heard. Several men in black standing on the second floor fell, and at the same time, fragments of the shattered glass curtain fell.

The lamp in the corridor was also knocked down, hitting Ling Qingyu right in front of her, causing her to scream in surprise.

There were even more screams in the hall. People pushed and tried to run outside, but were forced back by a more intensive burst of gunfire. The smart ones immediately rolled on the ground to find cover, or huddled up and crouched for cover. Down, behind the pillars, under the tables, at the bar counter, any place where one could hide was crowded with people.

After a burst of gunfire, no one else was standing in the hall except for the men in black with guns. Fires were blazing upstairs and downstairs, and broken glass was flying all over the sky.

The gorgeous and extravagant lamp decorations and the hanging ornaments in the suspended hall were shattered amidst the dense gunfire, shining like a dream under the gorgeous lights.

With the color of death.

"Zhao Yinfeng." Yang Zhao shouted, sending Ling Qingyu into Zhao Yinfeng's broad arms, and then pulled out the long stick supporting the money tree from the flower bed next to him.

Zhao Yinfeng protected Ling Qingyu behind his body, gestured to the other side, and then said: "Eleventh question, can such a person be killed?"

"This must be self-defense, right? This is a terrorist!" Hua Dong said softly before Ling Qingyu could speak.

There was the sound of running in the corridor, and several men in black hurried over with weapons.

Yang Zhao stood up, swung his long stick, and made a few beautiful swings to sweep his legs. The people fell to the ground without even being able to see the traces clearly.

At the same time, four figures jumped down from the third floor, flashing like smoke in everyone's eyes, and various screams came from below.

Following the screams, those holding weapons either had their hands cut off or their arms were twisted off. The weapons fell to the ground, and the people rolled on the ground in pain.

"Who!" The person who captured Robert shouted, and a knife was struck on the back of his neck. Then his unconscious body was pulled over, and his hands were also treated the same way.

It only took a few breaths, but it seemed like a lifetime. The man in black had fallen to the floor in the hall.

Before the people on the second floor could react, they saw bright shadows flashing through the air. A dozen silver arrows were nailed to their wrists and penetrated their veins. The huge momentum made them unsteady and they fell from the second floor.

"Police!" Cheng Cheng yelled and rushed out with his gun raised. He was faced with a man lying on the ground. He was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Police! Don't move!"

A dozen plainclothes men rushed out from all around, holding guns in their hands and shouting: "Squat down, squat down quickly, don't move."

Ling Qingyu leaned out from behind Zhao Yinfeng and shouted: "Don't hurt the police!"