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Chapter 957: A gun penetrates the throat



Chapter 957: A gun penetrates the throat

When the four gangsters were talking, they were always on guard, because they knew that Ran Suyi was very powerful. Although the Cowherd was very thin and didn't know how to fight, he could whip a man into the air. This was incredible strength.

But Ran Suyi didn't take action again.

The four of them were a little suspicious that she didn't understand English, but they didn't understand Chinese either. There was nothing they could do. These two were definitely not from the island country. How could any island country person pay the bill in US dollars?

Xia Chuan has concluded that this hotel and the custom shop where the Cowherd is located are controlled by the same gang.

"Which gang are you from?"

"Xiaotiehui."

"Oh, Yamaguchi-gumi, where are you taking us?" Xia Chuan asked casually.

The four gangsters were immediately on high alert. How could a Chinese tourist know so much about gang relations?

Unless he is from a gang, Xia Chuan's calm demeanor and the woman's strength all prove this.

They thought of the Fuqing Gang and felt a little scared, but they obviously couldn't back down now.

"Go see our boss." After the leader in the black suit said, he comforted: "It's on the top floor."

"Okay, lead the way."

Xia Chuan indicated that he knew the top floor was the eighth floor.

The four of them breathed a sigh of relief, the two leading the way, Xia Chuan and Ran Suyi following, and the two following behind.

Everyone entered the elevator. Xia Chuan and the two stood calmly facing the door, while the four gangsters leaned against the wall.

We are about to reach the top floor.

Ran Suyi's expression changed slightly. The layout on the top floor was completely different from the one below. It was just a party hall without any partition walls.

There are more than 200 black suits inside!

It turned out that they were all hiding here.

What's even more terrifying is that eight men in black suits are standing facing the elevator, holding pistols with silencers in their hands!

It turned out that they were going to kill two people immediately.

The moment Ran Suyi thought about it, she suddenly became furious and launched an attack!

The four bodyguards felt their vision go dark, and they all collapsed. They didn't understand what was going on, and just fell asleep.

Ran Suyi first pushed Xia Chuan to the corner, sensing in her heart not to move.

Then stood alone at the elevator door.

The elevator stopped.

The door just opened a crack, and no one fired, Ran Suyi launched the attack first.

Eight mental thorns penetrated the medulla oblongata of eight people at the same time, with incomparable precision, just like acupuncture.

No accidents occurred, no one misfired.

All eight people fell to the ground.

As he fell to the ground, the door opened and Ran Suyi walked out of the elevator.

"I'm not afraid, I don't even have a gun." Ran Suyi sensed.

Xia Chuan immediately dragged all four corpses out of the elevator to prevent anyone below from pressing the elevator button to death.

Ran Suyi always focused her mental energy on everyone. As far as the eye could see, this vast hall only had one beam and one pillar standing upright. Close to the surrounding walls were rows of wardrobes and the floor was covered with dojo-specific foam.

Facing her was an old man in his fifties, who was obviously the president of the Little Railway Association. There were more than 100 people standing on each side.

All the people in black suits stared with their eyes wide open, their mouths opened wide, and they were extremely shocked.

No one dared to move.

The old Taoist is nothing more than this.

But these two people are neither experienced nor Lily. Who have they provoked?

Ran Suyi thought to herself that these people seemed to have done a lot of killing foreign tourists and looting their property.

After Xia Chuan finished dragging the body, he picked up a pistol with a silencer, turned off the safety, and held it on his back.

After grabbing four handfuls in a row, he seemed to feel safe, so he gave two handfuls to Ran Suyi and took two in his own hand.

Finally, I actually checked the magazine.

He just made preparations calmly and stood side by side with Ran Suyi in full view of everyone.

Those people were even more frightened and did not dare to move, mainly because the old Taoist had already killed them with great noise, and the shadow area was too large.

Xia Chuan asked calmly:

"I guess this must be a misunderstanding, right?"

The president finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, not everyone dared to be as lawless as the old Taoist. He quickly said with a smile on his face:

"It's definitely a misunderstanding. I thought he was a gangster. I am picking flowers in Zhongshan. What do you call these two experts?"

Xia Chuan was struck by his name, which was so crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Damn it, this old man is called Caihua?

"It turns out to be Caihua. We are just passers-by. We won't have any interactions in the future, so I don't need to know my name. But I think you are definitely willing to do me a small favor, right?"

"Of course, feel free to tell me if you have anything." Zhongshan Caihua became more and more relieved.

"Can you find people from the Fuqing Gang? It's best to call them all." Xia Chuan said.

After Zhongshan Caihua was startled, he realized that this must be revenge.

He immediately said:

"I can find their boss Zhang Hongbo, but I don't have enough reasons. Even if they want to talk, they can't come to this place to talk. If they can come, of course they will bring them."

"The reason is that this is easy to handle. Just say that the old man can't find him and ask him to meet here. What do you think he will think?"

Zhongshan Caihua was stunned. If this was the case, Zhang Hongbo would not be suspicious.

Why would the old Taoist tell him his name and let him come by himself if he wanted to kill him?

It is more likely that he thinks that the old man needs help, or wants to support him. After all, they are all Chinese.

"Okay, I'll call."

Zhongshan Caihua took out her mobile phone, dialed the number of her subordinate, and explained it in Japanese.

Xia Chuan and the other two didn't understand a word, but they didn't care at all. It was normal to speak in Japanese, and it was useless to play any tricks.

Zhongshan hung up the phone and ordered his men in English: "Move the body to a corner so that no one from the Fuqing Gang can see it."

A subordinate who could understand said hello, and everyone moved together to move the corpses to the corner.

Xia Chuan was very satisfied with Zhongshan's sensibleness.

Then he sent a message to Ran Suyi: Kill them all.

Ran Suyi instantly activated mental interference, and these people immediately fell into a state of chaos. This was all done by experienced practitioners.

At the same time, both guns in his hands fired, puff puff -

There was a series of muffled sounds, and Zhongshan was the first to fall.

Zhongshan never expected that no matter what he did, he would die, and he didn't even know he was going to die.

Everyone is right between the eyebrows.

The silencer weakens the sound and also weakens the power of the gun. Headshots are non-existent. Everyone is just a red dot between the eyebrows, and the bullet is drilled into it.

The blood hadn't even flowed down yet, but it had already been pushed to the ground by the impact.

Ran Suyi changed his gun and shot again.

After emptying all eight pistols in a row, he directly used the two barrels as weapons and shot through the remaining gangsters as fast as lightning.

Every black suit is shot through the throat!

In less than 2 minutes, the ground was covered with corpses, and there was no one left alive!

No matter how spacious the hall is, it is still filled with a strong smell of blood. Ordinary people would probably vomit after smelling it, not to mention the visual impact.

But Ran Suyi walked to the window as if nothing had happened and monitored the movement downstairs.

Xia Chuan calmly took out the handkerchief from Zhongshan's pocket, wiped off all the fingerprints on the gun, and put the handkerchief back into Zhongshan's pocket.

Then he walked to the window and stood side by side with Ran Suyi.

The elevator dinged and the door opened.


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