Against the current Hengdao

Ling He didn't shoot at all, and he wouldn't be so stupid as to commit an irreversible murder on this occasion.

In fact, what he was holding was not a gun, but a metal pipe for self-defense.The terrified You Jinglian took it for granted that Mr. Ling raised and aimed at a spear.

Shooting You Jinglian at this juncture, preventing him from telling the truth, and preventing him from surrendering himself so arrogantly, the intention and behind-the-scenes instructions of this shooting have been clearly revealed.

The atmosphere in Chaoguan villa was chaotic in an instant, and the lights and shadows flickered at the moment of life and death, casting confusing shadows on the floor and stairs.Several figures emerged from the darkness of each room, and rushed towards the assassin who shot secretly.Of course, Ling He couldn't be single-handed and defenseless. His men had already controlled the entrances and exits of the whole building. How did the undercover people come in?

This colonial old building with a history of more than [-] years is indeed an excellent fortress, with complicated internal terrain.Ling He stood at the corner of the stairs on the top floor, and the shooting direction came from a certain angle on the fourth floor. From that position, he could monitor the movement on the top floor from bottom to top.

Inside the building, there is a turmoil, people are flickering, and they are chasing back and forth, as if a wide-screen spy war movie is being staged.

Ling He used a method completely unexpected by his opponent to climb up the iron carved hollow stairs, stepping on the railings of the stairs with both feet, leaping seven or eight meters apart, leaping across the courtyard in the air, and kicking over the roundabout to escape. The shadow of the opponent made the opponent's gun fall to the ground.

When Ling He fell to the ground, he staggered in pain. He gritted his teeth and stood up. His injured foot still hindered his actions. The thought that today's plan might fail made him furious, and he hated the bastard who injured his foot...

As if throwing off their helmets and armor, the plotters staggered to the stone corridor connecting the twin tower fortresses.The man dodged, as if he had suddenly got into some kind of shaft-like secret passage, and quickly slipped away.

The sudden attack disrupted Mr. Ling's deployment. He clearly controlled the entire building, and all passages at the front and back doors were guarded. How could someone come and go freely under his nose and disrupt the situation?

There must be some hidden and unknown passages in this building, which can allow people with ulterior motives to go in and out secretly, and directly touch the fourth floor.As a seaside fortress, this century-old house has secret doors and passages. If it's not the building's administrator, the cleaner, or someone who used to visit frequently, it's obvious who it is.

You Jinglian ran away in a desperate manner in the rainy night, a string of blood behind him was quickly diluted by the rain to hide the traces.

Ling He pinched the railing of the stairs, and subconsciously clenched the cold iron handrail because of his anger at failing, his hands and joints were pale...

It was the first time for Ling He to come here, and he was not familiar with the terrain and secret passages in Guanchao Villa that could easily make people dizzy.

Yan Xiaodao, who also stepped into the threshold of this old building for the first time like him, is also a road blind who is easy to turn without GPS.

To be precise, Yan Xiaodao also came here once, as a "local companion" to entertain foreign bosses who came to the seaside to visit local scenic spots.He bought tickets for the bosses, sent them in and walked around the first floor, feeling extremely bored, so he walked out and stood at the door to smoke.As a native-born local, it is too uneducated not to even visit the most famous cultural relics protection spots in Linwan Deepwater Port.

He parked the car in the yard, walked in openly and brightly, and walked along a sunny avenue. He was not afraid of the city fox and her mouse hiding in the corners, but to see how many ghosts were hiding in this building!

Grandpa Qi often wears this navy blue padded jacket when he goes out in spring and autumn. It is especially bright in the dark, making people think that Grandpa Qi is happy to come to the appointment.

The porch and the living room are brightly lit, and you can even smell the aroma of Russian-style food, making people mistakenly think that the swords and knives are all illusions, and the next moment a male servant in white will come out and respectfully serve the distinguished guests. Serve with crème fraîche, pot beef stew, and borscht.

Yan Xiaodao concealed one hand in the front of his clothes, and moved slowly in the hall on the first floor. The refraction of the light made him leave a few shadows like sighs in all directions, and detoured in different rooms.He focused on the center of the eyebrows and the pinnae of the ear, not letting go of any sound of the needle falling to the ground, cautious and calm, at that time he could already feel the iron pipe hidden in the dark hitting the furniture, and someone seemed to be gently pulling the bolt of the gun.

He still doesn't know what happened in the building at this time, and he has no idea that at least three groups of people have come to this building, and they are going their own way. They are about to blow up the building, and they will fight each other sooner or later tonight.

As he climbed the stairs to the third floor, the light gradually dimmed, and he was finally attacked.

At that time, Yan Xiaodao really had a kind of magnanimous state of mind, so he dared to go to the meeting alone, and he didn't intend to give himself a way out.

You Jinglian is afraid of death, he is not afraid of death, not afraid of going and never returning.

He subconsciously hoped to meet Ling He, hoped to meet Ling He's people, so that his trip would not be in vain.No matter how many people the other party pulls out, he will bear it alone. If he can settle the unjust debt of both parties by splashing three feet of blood here tonight, he doesn't care about donating this life for his godfather, or donating it for Ling He. Life.

He has never faced and split his own heart like this time, he does not want to let Qi Ye encounter a plot to overturn the gutter, and he never wants to see Linghe sheep go into the tiger's mouth and hit the stone with an egg, he can hardly give up on both sides.

When the iron rod that attacked him stabbed from behind his shoulder, Yan Xiaodao seemed to have eyes in the back of his head!He intentionally waited until the other party moved first, and suddenly dodged the backhand to avoid the heavy blow with a strange posture of backhand reaching behind.His waist has been tempered all year round and is very flexible. A six-inch light knife pierced through flowers and willows in his hands can revitalize a critical situation.

Attacking the shoulders instead of the back of the head was intended to take away his resistance but not his life. Yan Xiaodao quickly estimated that the opponent's intention was not too vicious at the moment of the counterattack.

In the darkness, unidentified men in black rushed forward one after another, and all of them were fit and slender.Those people advanced and retreated in a very orderly manner, as if secretly obeying strict orders and being well-trained, they did not secretly make cold shots, but obviously intended to capture them alive.In the hall on the third floor, Yan Xiaodao has a sharp figure but quick and flexible steps. He has no fear in one enemy, and the blade of the palm draws a white light, making the opponents dodge in fear, but those people are not timid and retreat, tenaciously follow the plan They pounced one after another in sequence.

Occasionally, the oil painting on the wall was touched and swayed slightly, and the chandelier was knocked out by the tip of a knife and screamed.

Yan Xiaodao aimed at one person and launched a combo attack. When the light of the knife flickered, the opponent couldn't see the moves clearly and had no way to parry them, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, like a black curtain falling from the sky.A barbed wire hood that could only accommodate one or two people fell on him, and those people pulled the edge buckle and rope vigorously, tightening the net like hunting and fishing, and firmly buckled him in the in!

The heavy iron net hit his elbow and his whole body was tightly bound, Yan Xiaodao, who had become a trapped beast, was forced to turn dark red in his eyes.

A wall lamp was suddenly turned on, and the leading figure was slender and nimble, wearing a cap to cover his face, but when he opened his eyes to see Yan Xiaodao, he clearly "coughed", and his eyes showed full disgust and dislike. Weird helplessness.

Yan Xiaodao was ambushed, and if these guys wanted his life, it would be easy for them to die. However, the moment his face appeared under the lamp, the group of people collectively burst out with a depressed expression of "Oh, why is it you again", and they all looked at him. Rolled my eyes, let's fucking mess us up again tonight!

Everyone in this group seemed to know him and didn't want to really hurt him.

Yan Xiaodao realized instantly: "Where is Linghe?"

He swindled, obviously cheating the right way.The leader's pink lips twitched arrogantly, clearly meaning to say, "I'll tell you?"

"Let Ling He come out to see me, I have something to talk to him!!" Yan Xiaodao roared in a low voice.

The group of besieging and hunting guys looked together, Yan Xiaodao, who can't be killed or killed, and dare not beat him hard, is really difficult to serve, what should we do?Let him go and withdraw.

"Don't go!!" Yan Xiaodao said anxiously.

He suddenly realized that he was yelling too hastily and his attitude was too domineering. At this time, he really wanted to ask Ling He to meet him.His sixth sense gave birth to some delicate and hazy perceptions. The two should be close at hand, and the faint breath of Linghe passing by can be smelled all over his body.Moreover, the boy in the peaked cap who led the hunt, if he guessed correctly, was the little bastard who had helped him outside the meeting room in Red Square before and then jumped out of the window in a handsome posture of flying over the eaves and walls.

If the person trapped tonight is Qi Baoshan, it is useless to have a gun in his hand, and he can only be captured or sit and wait for death.However, it is Yan Xiaodao who is trapped by the iron net, and he is destined to be in the hands of Master Dao, which is also unlucky.

Yan Xiaodao's arms and palms gathered strength together, and swung out a "splashing" crit.The seemingly tough iron mesh bag is like a piece of rag that cannot withstand a single blow, tearing open a shocking crack in an instant.A few more knives will directly smash the body to pieces.

At this moment, a "bang" gunshot sounded like a firecracker, which alarmed everyone in the building.

Yan Xiaodao was shocked, and he tried his best to lift the iron net to get away, completely ignoring the chaotic blood streaks cut on his forehead and hands by the sharp edge of the iron wire. This inexplicable gunshot hit his mind and body weakness.

Linghe.

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What Yan Xiaodao heard was also the gunshot that attacked You Jinglian.

He came in through the main entrance, entered the first floor of the south tower of the Mandarin Duck Twin Towers, and a group of people were waiting for him, ready to catch a turtle in his urn.And the private court trial against Mr. You was held on the top floor of the north tower of the twin towers.He and Ling He are in this tide-watching villa together, separated by countless stairs, rooms, corridors, and stone corridors. Almost passed each other.

A castle is like a chess game in the middle of a game, and two good plays are staged at the same time. At this time, the characters start to change after a fight. Rush up the stone corridor leading to another building.

Yan Xiaodao appeared on the side of the dark corridor, the wind was strong outside the window, and the waves whimpered and slapped against the black devil reef.In the blink of an eye, the surprised gazes of the two met again in mid-air, and they stood on both sides of a long corridor, looking at each other in pain, as if the raging sea was blocked in the middle.

She has a delicate face that can be recognized even in ashes, braided long hair, and a pair of long legs hidden in the shadows.When Ling He raised his head, Yan Xiaodao's emotions were swept in by the deep vortex in his eyes, and it was difficult for each other to breathe and heartbeat.

For a few seconds, Yan Xiaodao felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, and his heart softened completely.

What Ling He was wearing was his old clothes. The linen shirt, breeches and boots fit so well on this person. They used to carry his body temperature, and now they must also be contaminated with Ling He's body temperature...

When Ling He saw him, he seemed to be very sad, as if he was witnessing the collapse of things in front of him, he fell into boundless resentment and helplessness.

Ling He sighed on his back, and for a moment his neck slowly fell back into an uncontrollable emotion. In a series of sliding slow motions, he showed him the most vulnerable part of his Adam's apple, Yan Xiaodao, come and cut me.

Yan Xiaodao couldn't bear it, and called softly: "Linghe."

Ling He raised his eyes and stared at him, with his thin lips tightly clenched, he forced a voice between his teeth and lips: "Xiao Dao, I deliberately spread the news and set a trap on the 'Cloud' to wait for Qi Baoshan, a big fish, to take the bait." In the end, Qi Baoshan didn't come, and I was waiting for you... Today I held a grand banquet to meet Qi Baoshan in Chaotouji, and he didn't come, why didn't he come?! It's you...again... ... Yan Xiaodao!"

Little knife, are you here to chop me up?