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Except for the cronies among the cronies, even the senior members of the gang, it is impossible to find him.

It is not wrong for the butler to be anxious, because even Zhang Yulin himself has to admit that he is just a glove pushed by someone.

In fact, only a small part of these huge amounts of money went into his personal pockets, and most of them had to be offered as offerings to get the protection and permission of some people.

if not.

And why, let this day's gold fighting venue stay in his hands.

Isn't it good to run your own business?

"How dare he? Doesn't he know that foreigners have a share in the income of those casinos, and Chen Zimei also has a share?

Even, a lot of silver dollars were used in the uprising in the capital.

You know, the incident is imminent, but we have spent a lot of effort and money to clear the gang. "

"I'm afraid, he still really dares, if he expects foreigners to stop him, it should be impossible.

The British have been pushing back and not sending troops. It is estimated that the little princess Marilyn got in the way...

On the other hand, the French sent troops.

Its commander, Henry, was shot off his hat when he passed Hongqiao, and the gold pen in his breast pocket was shot off by another shot.

At this time, he had already stopped at the bridgehead, searching for the assassin, but did not move forward again. "

The housekeeper put on a bitter face, and suggested in a low voice: "Or, let Yanzheng Broadband take action, he has [-] of the most elite shadow killers, the most powerful.

If you don't move at this time, you can't justify it in all aspects. "

"This?"

Zhang Yulin hesitated for a moment.

It was of course his order for An He to take action against the Yang family.

At this time, the other party didn't care about it, and directly attacked Qingbang Mingmai.

At this time, I couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Dealing with the Yang family was just to let out a sigh of relief, and there was no real conflict of interest in essence.

The most important thing is that he never expected that the other party would be so courageous.

With the strength of one person, he can attack the entire gang. This brain doesn't know what to think at all.

Doesn't he know that the consequences of doing so will be difficult to end?

Beep...beep.

The telegraph in the living room rang.

The butler hurriedly ran over to check, and soon turned back, with a hint of crying in his voice.

"Master, Huang Ye called, saying that the British and French are all angry now, and you need to stop this farce in time, no matter what means you use."

Zhang Yulin was silent for a while before waving.

"Go to Yan Zhengkuan and ask him to personally kill Yang Lin... Don't bring too many people, we can't afford to lose."

The more I said this, the more painful it became. Zhang Yulin covered his face and sobbed twice, his heart ached like a twist.

He rubbed his face heavily, and said in a nasal voice: "Call Chen Zimei and ask him to calm down the matter as soon as possible.

Just say, don't let foreigners read the jokes, Chinese people beat Chinese people, it's better to have less things about fighting in the nest. "

"Yes."

The housekeeper lowered his head, and after listening to Zhang Yulin's words, he quietly retreated to pass the order and send a telegram.

Then I heard Zhang Yulin growl in a low voice: "Wait a minute, contact the Japanese immediately after sending the telegram. You ask to see General Fujita in person, and tell him that I have something to ask him. I agree to that matter."

……

Yang Lin walked out of the golden and jade-filled hall, with a sea of ​​flames behind him.

The Yang Family Nursing Academy, together with some Jingwumen disciples, had already been dispatched at this time.

Carrying money in large and small boxes.

He walked to the street in front of the door, and finally did not hurry to the next stop.

Instead, he stopped, looked up at the shadow on one side, and said with a cold wind between his teeth: "It's not easy to move your big driver, Yan Zhengkuan."

A man walked out of the darkness, tall and thin, with a chill all over his body.

Chapter 112 Three Shadow Brothers

Under the pale light of street lamps.

It can be seen clearly that this is a middle-aged man with a dark face and narrow eyes.

The shoulders are very broad, and the arms are slightly longer, level with the knees.

Standing there fluttering, he didn't realize it, only his toes were on the ground, and his figure swayed in the wind.

At a glance, it was like seeing a white crane hiding in the shadows, ready to soar into the sky at any time.

Such a peculiar shape.

There is no doubt that this person is a master of the Dark Crane Fist, Yan Zhengkuan.

"As expected of Yang Wudi, his fists are invincible, and his methods are so ruthless and ruthless, even I have to say that I am ashamed. However, this style of behavior cannot be called open and aboveboard."

These words are mocking Yang Lin's previous efforts to force him to come out, regardless of his reputation, wantonly attacking ordinary gangsters.

And setting fire to houses and taking away money was not done by heroes.

"Whatever you say, no matter how unscrupulous I am, how can I compare to Your Excellency, the skills that women and children, old and young, are not willing to let go?"

Thinking of the injuries of Yang Ying and Xiao Hui, if Chen Zhen hadn't returned to Fist of Fury at that time by mistake, what would have happened soon...

Yang Lin's heart was full of killing intent.

No more words, stretched out his hand to stop the Yang family nursing home and others who were following behind, and stepped forward step by step, as if they were completely defenseless.

As Yang Lin stepped forward, the distance became closer and closer.

Yan Zhengkuan stepped back step by step, his whole body tensed up.

He fixed his eyes on Yang Lin's figure, preventing him from attacking at any time, but his mouth kept talking.

"Haven't you ever wondered why I still dare to appear in front of you when I know that your boxing skills are perfect and you have already entered the realm of a master?"

"Oh, you mean this."

boom……

On one side of Yang Lin's figure, he stepped five meters to the right like lightning.

With a punch, with the sound of thunder and crackling, a hole was punched in a thick and thin camphor tree beside the road on the spot.

He probed and grabbed a middle-aged dwarf who was about one meter tall and held a short spear in his hand from the hollow of the tree...

He pinched the dwarf's larynx slightly with his fingers, raised his head and said with a sneer, "I think you may have some misunderstanding about the ability of the master."

Seeing this scene, Yan Zhengkuan's face was beating wildly, his heart was full of fear, and he jumped backwards without even thinking about it.

With a figure like a flying crane, with his arms outstretched and his toes pointing on the street lamp, he quickly rushed into the shadows.

"late."

Yang Lin sneered, took a long breath, and threw himself forward.

A series of shadows were dragged out in place.

After reaching the realm of the master, not only is the boxing technique perfect and superb, this is the basic ability.

Other talent skills such as the combination of rigidity and softness, the ability to control the enemy first, and the unparalleled attack speed have also made great progress.

Just like Mizong Quan's "swallowing the sky in one gulp", the attack speed it uses is unparalleled. At this time, he can not only use it on punches and feet, but also on body skills.

Once activated, the figure rushes forward like a sharp arrow, tearing through the strong wind and making a loud rumbling noise.

Just in the blink of an eye, just as Anhe Yanzhengkuan's body that was still up in mid-air had just landed on the ground, before he could stand still, a fist was screaming through the wind, and with a bang, it hit the opponent's back and spine. .

click...

A bang.

Followed by a series of explosions.

Yan Zheng's wide, tall and slender body was folded in half by a punch from behind, flew straight forward, hit the trunk of the big tree opposite, and slowly slid down.

It fell to the ground and has become a ball of ooze.

This punch not only shattered his spine, but also shook his fist force, knocking off his limbs and bones. The punch was fierce and determined to kill.

There is no room left at all.

"How... would you know? The second child will hide in the trunk of a tree and sneak attack?"

Yan Zhengkuan's mouth was spitting out blood like a fountain, his eyes had gradually turned white, but he still struggled to speak.

It has to be said that the big boxers who have really practiced dark energy are generally very tenacious in vitality.

Ordinary people would probably die long ago after being subjected to this kind of impact, and he could last for a few seconds.

The last thought in my life was not unwillingness or reluctance, but I wanted to know, which step I did wrong in this ambushes?

Worthy of being a professional.

Everyone in the world knows that the Shadow Cranes are two brothers, but few people know.

The Qing gang's shadow killer group is actually three brothers.

One person lurks into the target's side to inquire about the news, and waits for an opportunity to make a move.

One person came forward to lure the enemy, and confronted head-on, making people lose their guard.

There is another person, of course, hiding in an ambush, sneak attacking and plotting.

The cooperation of the three brothers has always been wonderful.

Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the same person.

Yan Zhengkuan is the best in boxing and has the highest realm. The third brother Yan Zhengrong is a little bit behind, and his cultivation is actually very good.

Only the second child, due to malnutrition in the mother's womb, developed into a deformity when he was a teenager. He has always been as tall as a six- or seven-year-old child.

Even if you finally mastered the real skills of Baihemen, you will not be able to pull out the bones and stretch the tendons to grow again.

However, being short has its advantages.

On some occasions, sneak attacks and plots are simply not a second thought.

For example, this time, Yan Zhengkuan used words to provoke Yang Lin's underestimation of the enemy, and then pretended to retreat, luring Yang Lin to get close.

Once Yang Lin passed by the big tree, the extremely precise bullet shot from it would kill him.

Even if he is a grandmaster, if he is unprepared, nine times out of ten he will be recruited.

Such a scheme can't be said to be unplanned, nor can it be said to be vicious.

However, Yan Zhengkuan couldn't figure out why, as if the other party had witnessed his ambush with his own eyes, the second child was killed first.

Even letting his ambush have no effect at all.

"Ha ha."

Yang Lin chuckled lightly, "I won't tell you."

Seeing the resignation in An He's solemn and wide eyes, he said again: "However, I can make you feel less lonely when you leave, and I will send Zhang Yulin down to accompany you soon."

He didn't know whether the other party hated Zhang Yulin or not.

Yang Lin guessed, probably yes.

No matter how many friendships and entanglements there are between them.

No matter what, since his hands are already wet, Yang Lin is not going to stop.

Looking back at the stunned Yang Family Nursing Academy and Jingwumen Nursing Academy, he finally nodded.

"Stop it, this is the end of tonight, Chen Zimei is probably going crazy, I don't know if Uncle Nong can stand it?"