President of Melee Soldier Wang Qiao

"This is not a polite way to treat guests." Zhang Shutong raised his hand.

"Stop it all." Wulong, who was sitting on the hospital bed, shouted coldly.

Several bodyguards who stopped Zhang Shutong retreated one after another, but they still stood aside, staring at Zhang Shutong vigilantly.

"The way you visit other people is not very polite." Wulong looked flat and looked at Zhang Shutong coldly.

"No way, I don't like cameras, so I can only jump out of the window."

Zhang Shutong shrugged and walked towards Wulong step by step.

Seeing him approaching, several bodyguards suddenly tensed up, ready to strike at any time.

"No need to do this, if he really wants to do it, none of you will survive."

Wulong's eyes flashed, and a trace of deeply hidden unwillingness flashed in the depths of his eyes, "Of course, I won't let him leave here alive!"

"As expected of a generation of heroes, how dare you say it, don't forget that you are still lying on the bed." Zhang Shutong raised the corner of his mouth.

"A defeated dragon can swallow a lion, but I only defeated me once. It is still easy for me to kill you." Wulong leaned against the bed, his voice was very weak, but his powerful aura was not weak at all.

Even if he is defeated, he will not shake his own strength in any way. This is Wulong, the temperament of a generation of heroes!

Zhang Shutong narrowed his eyes, as long as Wulong dared to move, he didn't mind fighting this guy again.

But he didn't come here to fight.

"Okay, since I'm not welcome, I'll just say it straight, you failed, will someone new take your place?" Zhang Shutong said bluntly.

Now that Wulong has been severely injured by himself, the Black Phoenix Organization behind him will definitely not place their hopes on him again.

Maybe the next person will be sent to deal with him.

After all, Zhang Shutong came to G City to investigate and destroy the Black Phoenix organization.

"They sent people here the night I was defeated."

Wulong took the hot tea handed over by his subordinates and took a sip.

His eyes looked at Zhang Shutong. "Well, let's make a deal. I'll tell you what I know about the people sent by the organization, and you, be responsible for sending people to protect the people around me, my daughter, and my other relatives!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Shutong stared at Wulong, there was no fear of death in Wulong's eyes.

The reason why Zhang Shutong was not in a hurry to kill him was because someone would kill Wulong, and the new person sent by the Black Phoenix organization would definitely kill Wulong to silence him.

But in the face of all this, Wulong did not show the slightest fear.

"That man is known as the God of Killing, and all he thinks about in his mind is murder. No less than a hundred people died in his hands. The most important thing is that he is still a lunatic with a scheming mind. He does things without any regard for the consequences. He is a lawless lunatic!" Long added.

"He's so powerful, if you dare to tell me his secrets, you won't be afraid of being slaughtered by him?"

"Everyone is afraid of death."

Wulong looked out of the window, his palm tightened, the teacup in his hand burst suddenly, and blood flowed down his palm.

"But even if I die, I will bite off a few pieces of meat from that guy!" Wulong's eyes suddenly became extremely cruel!
"I will use my life to help you temporarily delay him and give you time to investigate him. My only request is that you send someone to protect my daughter and my men to go abroad safely!"

"As expected of a generation of heroes, so happy to cooperate." Zhang Shutong smiled happily, and Wulong also smiled.

At this time, Wulong's smile was crazy.

He was a generation of heroes, how could he die so easily?
"who are you?"

Ying Zaotian suddenly turned around, and at some point behind them, a man in a strange black robe had appeared.

"Me? My name is Li Canglong."

Li Canglong raised his head, and when he saw his ferocious face, even with Ying Zaotian's psychological quality, his heart tightened.

What did this guy go through to leave such a horrible scar on his face?

"My son's death has something to do with you?"

Ying Zaotian's face was sullen, his mind turned quickly, and he immediately suspected Li Canglong.

"How is that possible? The person who tortured your son to death was Zhang Shutong."

"Your son and I are just cooperation partners. He gave him money, and I helped him kill Zhang Shutong. Unfortunately, I just left his house when I received the news that he was killed."

Li Canglong smiled gracefully, and made a foreign gift in mourning for the deceased pretending to be elegant.

"I deeply regret his death."

Ying Zaotian stared intently into his eyes, trying to see through this guy's heart, but with all his years of experience, he couldn't see through this man's eyes at all, and had no idea what he was thinking!
"Then help us! Help us kill that Zhang Shutong! Avenge our son!" The beautiful woman turned her head abruptly and hissed.

"That's right, all you want is money anyway?" Ying Zaotian added.

He didn't believe this guy, but that didn't stop him from hiring him to help him get revenge! !
"The deal is concluded. If you give me the money, I will kill Zhang Shutong for you, cut off his hands and feet, dismember his bones, break his tendons, and hang his head in the square for public display. The two agree." ?"

Li Canglong smiled strangely, and the scars on his face seemed to be dancing. As long as Zhang Shutong was mentioned, his expression would become very scary.

Ying Zaotian was so frightened that he took a step back, and a murderous aura that had accumulated an unknown number of lives rushed towards him!

Even a character like him couldn't control the palpitations in his heart when facing the strong murderous aura on Li Canglong's body!

How many people did this guy kill?
Ruthless and lawless!
This is Ying Zaotian's first impression of Li Canglong.

"As long as I can avenge my son, I will give you whatever amount!" Ying Zaotian gritted his teeth and growled, even his teeth bit his lip, and blood gushed out.

"Then let me introduce a group of killers to Mr. Ying. These people will definitely be very confident and help you kill that guy."

Li Canglong smiled, his expression returned to normal again.

Half an hour later, Li Canglong brought Ying Zaotian to a factory. At this moment, more than a dozen people had gathered in the factory.

Many of them held weapons in their hands, with barbs, daggers, soft whips, and so on.

The only thing they have in common is that the eyes of these people are very cold, and it is impossible to have such eyes if they have not killed anyone.

"Boss, this guy is the patron?" A scantily dressed woman glanced at Ying Zaotian.

"Yes, I am."

Ying Zaotian took a deep breath, "I want you to help me kill a man named Zhang Shutong, money is not a problem, can you do it?"

"Simple, who do you think we are? We are professional killers!"

Hearing this, everyone laughed as if they had heard a big joke.