At the entrance of the Ocean Expo Pavilion, a group of five people moved quickly and silently under the night, avoiding the main venue, and walking straight towards the villa, which was separated from the main hall by an overpass. The man in charge opened the side door of the villa with the door card, and walked unobstructedly through the first-floor restaurant and the tour area to the logistics room adjacent to the bathroom.

The figures of the five people in the dark corridor looked like ghosts. The man in charge stopped in front of the logistics room door, held a gun in front of his chest with both hands, and kicked open the door.

The other four immediately rushed in with the front two combat teams and surrounded the young man sitting behind the surveillance wall.

Xia Xinghan was loading a rifle gun. When he heard that the door was broken, he subconsciously seemed to turn the gun around, but his movements were far less rapid and of the professional detective. Before he got up, he was hit by a man with his elbow on the back of his neck. He pounced on the surveillance console in a mess, and the rifle in his hand was also stolen.

He was pressed on his head by a man and yelled in horror: "Who are you?!"

In addition to being frightened, he had not had time to see the person's face clearly. He was not relieved until the man in the lead walked into his sight, but then he became even more panicked.

Zheng Xihe walked up to him with a gun and asked him: "Where is the person?"

Xia Xinghan looked at him in anger and horror, twisting his neck desperately.

Zheng Xihe winked at his subordinates, and then let go.

Xia Xinghan stood up pressing the almost cut-off neck, raised his hand and pointed a display screen to him. He looked a little guilty with a white face: "Chu Xingyun suddenly broke in, and I hadn't had time to do it."

The two people wet in the surveillance screen were He Cheng and Chu Xingyun. At this time, He Cheng pressed Chu Xingyun to the ground to kiss him. Zheng Xihe bared his teeth and cursed: "Fuck, I'm quite happy."

After saying that, he suddenly clenched his fists and slammed Xia Xinghan's face with a fist. He could clearly hear the sound of his jaw shattering.

Xia Xinghan was knocked to the ground by his punch, and half of his face suddenly turned red. He squirted out of his mouth with broken teeth and blood, and his brain seemed to be broken.

"waste."

Zheng Xihe kicked away his hand that wanted to reach the remote control that fell to the ground like a dead object, bent down and picked up the remote control and threw it to a subordinate: "Closing all doors and windows, and today, except for us, no one else can go out alive."

The side door that had just come in suddenly couldn't open, so He Cheng twisted the door handle and twisted it left and right, but he couldn't shake the hard aluminum alloy.

Chu Xingyun's face suddenly became very ugly, and he asked him in a deep voice: "Are you sure the door was opened just now?"

"Confirm, the key is right outside the door. You didn't see it just in case if it was left for you?"

"...I don't even know there is a small door here."

Chu Xingyun took out his cell phone soaked in water and found in despair that his cell phone was not just unable to make phone calls, but it was difficult to turn on the phone at this time.

"We have to get out of here as soon as possible."

Chu Xingyun held his anger and said irritably: "I don't know what else this lunatic Xia Xinghan will do."

He Cheng was abnormal, neither anxious nor impatient, nor even enthusiastic about finding an exit. After finding that the only exit was locked and the building turned into a cage, it became more calm and calm than when it came, and it was simply strange.

When Chu Xingyun opened his phone to control the water outside, he looked at him silently. It seemed that he had never seen him before, or hadn't seen him for a long time, and once again he almost counted the layer of hair that was pressed against his scalp.

Liu Meng suddenly shouted: "Captain Chu!"

Then a rifle flew in the air and threw it towards the direction where Chu Xingyun was.

Zheng Xihe was determined to be in the imperial examination and was careless for a moment. He didn't see Chu Xingyun and Liu Meng hiding behind He Cheng and exchanged several glances in secret. When he found that there was a change in the team, Chu Xingyun had already caught the rifle and quickly pushed the bore in his hand and aimed at him.

Zheng Xihe and others subconsciously dispersed to find shelter, and the team split instantly.

Chu Xingyun picked up the gun and found that his hand felt wrong. When he pulled the trigger, the expected gunshot did not sound. He quickly removed the barrel and saw that he was furious and instantly exploded: "Where is the bullet?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet flew over him, pulling a layer of flesh on his shoulder.

He Cheng grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the second floor. Liu Meng was also very clever and immediately distinguished the camp, took out his gun and participated in the fire. He shot at Zheng Xihe's camp to attract fire, and climbed up to the second floor. Fortunately, the only five detectives were Zheng Xihe and him who were carrying guns. Zheng Xihe dared to kill people, but he didn't dare. He only dared to let out the empty sound, and fled while firing. When he fled to the backstage of the second floor, his legs and feet almost fell down.

The backstage was pretty bright. Chu Xingyun ran to him through the miscellaneous area, snatched his hand and gun away, and took it off. He almost fainted again: "Why can't you aim at and fire a gun? Only one bullet is left!"

Liu Meng smelled the smell of □ on the back of his hands, and almost vomited it out, his face was as clear as yellow earth, saying, "What should I do if I hit someone in Team Chu?"

"Have you learned to shoot in school?"

"I haven't driven to the real person."

Chu Xingyun:...

Damn! I have recruited a Bodhisattva!

He Cheng stood at the stairs and shouted: "Go quickly!"

A overpass connecting the other hall was opened at the corner from the second floor to the third floor for the staff to facilitate access. They passed the overpass to the monitoring room on the first floor. When they opened the door, they found a handsome and young boy lying in the monitoring room with lights. They didn't know whether they were dead or alive, but their blood was left all over the floor.

Chu Xingyun squatted down and explored the artery on his neck. He noticed a faint pulsation, so he carried him on his shoulder, turned his head and asked He Cheng: "Are you okay?"

He Cheng didn't understand the messy buttons, and relied on his own knowledge to push them around on the console. In an instant, the whole main hall and other hall were brightly lit and shining. He saw an elevator in the display screen start to operate: "Okay."

He Cheng walked ahead to explore the way, Chu Xingyun carried Xia Xinghan in the middle, Liu Meng broke the back, and the three of them walked through the first-floor restaurant to the induction door. If Zheng Xihe did not bring people to encircle the other side, it would be a lucky escape.

The bullet arrived at the lobby one step ahead of the person, and a chandelier was shattered and fell on the floor.

After He Cheng pushed Chu Xingyun to the cooking table, after a few gunshots, the lobby suddenly returned to calm, and then the sound of Zheng Xihe falling out of the gun came.

As soon as Chu Xingyun took Xia Xinghan off his shoulder, he saw He Cheng pulling his hand and gun away from the back, then raised his hand and gun and walked out of the cooking table.

"Don't move, Zheng—"

He Cheng was late for a moment and found that he did not remember Zheng Xihe's name, so he had to skip the second half and aimed the gun at him in a standard posture: "You have no bullets."

Zheng Xihe was not afraid of him and walked forward with a big thorn: "You are not--"

With a bang, He Cheng shot the last bullet from Liu Meng's gun into Zheng Xihe's feet. He was calm and composed like a sniper from a target shooting, and was calm and calm. He lifted the corners of his lips and sneered: "Stand up, don't move."

He Cheng successfully pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and Zheng Xihe and others were indeed frightened by him.

Chu Xingyun asked Liu Meng to carry Xia Xinghan on his back, and walked out from behind the cooking table, saying to Zheng Xihe: "We are leaving Captain Zheng. As long as you don't move, He Cheng will not shoot."

As he said that, he winked at Liu Meng. Liu Meng carried Xia Xinghan on his back and ran to the sensing door as fast as possible. As soon as the sensing door opened, he immediately jumped out, shouting with a lingering sound: "Captain Chu, stand up for a while!"

Chu Xingyun:...

He wants to hammer this guy to death!

He Cheng also looked depressed, looked at Chu Xingyun, then threw the gun to the ground, returned to the cooking table, picked up two longest dishes, raised their hands and threw them to Chu Xingyun.

Zheng Xihe's face suddenly changed. He raised a chair and smashed it towards Chu Xingyun, then ran to the sensing door to try to intercept Liu Meng.

Chu Xingyun was forced to take a step back by the chair he smashed over. Seeing that he had already walked to the door and had no time to stop him, he threw the knife in his hand over. The blade was pierced on Zheng Xihe's arm. Taking advantage of Zheng Xihe's wailing and furious time, he grabbed the wall and pulled the induction door plug lock and threw it away dozens of meters away. He turned around and spread his hands and said with ease: "Okay, let's not go out."

Seeing Chu Xingyun locking the door and putting himself in a cage with no way out, He Cheng simply wanted to strangle him to death. He just wanted to kick Chu Xingyun out or cheat him out. Now, let's not live anymore!

Zheng Xihe tug the knife that was stuck in his arm, waved his fist and rushed towards Chu Xingyun, and did not forget to issue an order: "Kill the man surnamed He!"

Although He Cheng had some fists, he had serious lack of practical experience. Last time he saved Yang Shu at the gate of Wanhua Building, he had only one opponent and could handle it easily. However, when he was beaten by three to one, he seemed to be in a hurry, but he was in a mess. Fortunately, he was ruthless and very ruthless, so he didn't suffer any major losses. He just suffered a few sticks and was beaten for the first time in his life. A sense of anger was held in his chest and made him vent his vent with the short knife in his hand on the three detectives who beat him up.

The detective who tried to remove the cold blade in He Cheng's right arm was lifted and kicked it on the chest bone. A sternum that He Cheng had broken was folded back and inserted into the chest cavity. The pain like a sharp blade pierced him, kneeling on the ground, his whole body was spasmed and blood was leaking from his mouth.

He Cheng instead seized the baton in his hand, endured the severe pain of the continuous expansion and fermentation of his right arm. Before he could stand up, he was slashed on the back of his neck with a stick.

"He Cheng!"

When Chu Xingyun saw He Cheng being beaten to the ground with a stick, he felt panicked and shouted, and his jaw was almost stabbed by Zheng Xihe with a punch.

"Control yourself!"

He Cheng turned over, raised his legs and put them on the lower abdomen of the chasing policeman who was chasing him, and then quickly stood up and raised his right hand to suck the policeman on the other party's temple!

Within a few minutes, one of the three detectives broke the sternum by him, and the other almost broke the head by him. The remaining one should have not expected that he would be so brave. Moreover, at this moment, He Cheng was holding a knife and a baton, his hair was messy and his eyes were fierce, and a flesh was torn apart from his forehead, and blood flowed down his face. His shirt was already in a mess. His forearms were covered with red and swollen scars pulled out by the baton. He looked like a dead soldier who had made a military order. Even if he was covered in scars, he would never fall down.

The only remaining criminal policeman was not as cruel as him, and he was not as good as his life. He was stuck in a safe distance from him for a while, and did not dare to act rashly and attack without authorization, for fear that he would end up with a life-threatening death like his companions.

Chu Xingyun's skills were not under Zheng Xihe, but at this time his ankle was sprained. Every time he moved, he wanted to step on the blade barefoot. He was unable to move and fell into a disadvantage. He was a little slow and could not use his legs and feet. He could only fight his fists. Under the storm of Zheng Xihe, he gradually retreated to the wall and had no way to retreat. He was punched several times on his face. When he was distracted and shouted for He Cheng, he was chopped on his neck with a killing hand. He immediately breathed and stopped. His neck was attacked like a broken neck. He was still thinking, "This guy is really amazing."

Zheng Xihe locked his throat with the flow, pinched his five fingers into his carotid artery, the most vulnerable part of the human body. When he was about to exert force, he suddenly felt a cooler on his waist. A sharp blade squeezed into the back and spine and inserted into the waist and eyes. The force in his body fell down sharply like a flood. He roared and swung his fist, then turned and smashed towards He Cheng.

If it weren't for the fact that his right arm was so swollen and weak, He Cheng wanted to stab his neck and choose his waist and eyes after a second. This place was also very dangerous. If he was not careful, he would be paralyzed for the rest of his life.

Zheng Xihe's path is Muay Thai and Wing Chun. He Cheng had already seen it, so he flashed to the left and easily avoided his attack. He pulled the short knife out of his back with a little force, switched from his right hand to his left hand, lifted his arm to point at the side of his neck and stabbed it!

Seeing that He Cheng was so decisive and fierce, Chu Xingyun saw that he raised his hand and stabbed him again, as if he was determined to kill Zheng Xihe here, so he quickly grabbed his arm: "If you can't die, you will not be able to prove it!"

At this moment, the roar of the vehicle engine suddenly sounded outside the door, and the sound of gears rotating suddenly came to my ears.

With a loud bang, a police car crashed through the sensing door and rushed directly to the cooking table deep in the lobby. Then it turned around like a gust of wind and galloped towards the door.

The driver was reckless and in desperation, he swept the tables and chairs, and he didn't even know the person. In order to avoid being crushed by the wheels, He Cheng hugged Chu Xingyun and rushed to the side, and then he avoided the police car that was turning around in the small restaurant and turning around.

Liu Meng parked the car next to Chu Xingyun and He Cheng: "Chiang!"

He Cheng pulled Chu Xingyun from the ground and stuffed him into the back seat of the police car, then jumped into the car and fell onto the door.

Liu Meng immediately drove out of the other hall, rushed through the broken electric door, and drove like a gust of wind in the middle of the night, with street fires.

Chu Xingyun looked back and didn't see Zheng Xihe and others chasing him. Only Liu Meng shouted: "I pulled out their car keys!"

This kid was a rare clever boy. Chu Xingyun kicked the back of the driver's seat: "Where is Xia Xinghan?"

“In the trunk.”

"Go to the hospital."

Liu Meng said with lingering fear: "Is the hospital safe?"

Chu Xingyun covered his swollen neck and said angrily: "Do you think Zheng Xihe has occupied the whole city? As long as we didn't die in the aquarium, he would not dare to do anything."

He Cheng said, "He dares not, his master dares."

As soon as He Cheng made a sound, Chu Xingyun realized that his voice was wrong. When he turned his head, he saw that his face was pale, his face was covered in blood, and his forehead was endlessly covered with cold sweats. His shirt was torn and torn. All the exposed skin was covered with green and red scars. Then he remembered that he had just fought against three, and his situation was much more dangerous than him.

He lifted up the hem of He Cheng's shirt and immediately smelled a strong smell of blood. The blood almost covered his entire back. The wound with thread finally cracked twice under the crushing of the baton. He tore a new hole along the original scar, revealing fresh flesh. At this time, the pus blood flowing from his wound was mixed with fresh blood, mixed into a pungent fishy sweet smell similar to the scorched raw meat.
To be continued...