If you think Wu Sanqin has no brains, you would be a big mistake.

The cruelty of tomb robbers is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. He has few friends because some of his friends who once thought were locked in the tomb forever by him. They did not take the initiative to take action, but those people wanted to stab him in the back, take the things dug out for themselves, and live to this day. In addition to understanding the cemetery mechanism, they are more about judging who would not stab him in the back.

I won't stab myself under all kinds of temptations.

Fortunately, Liu Feiyang was confirmed by him, so he was so loyal.

It is much more difficult to judge a person as a technical job than changing clothes and calling a business model to accompany you to play.

"Crazy..."

When the people around him heard this, they all started to step forward, and the bodyguards in front of Uncle Fu became cautious.

Bo Fu never expected that he would dare to express his purpose so bluntly, and frowned and said, "You dare to come, you are very brave, but do you think you can get out?"

Wu Sanqin swept around calmly, then shook his hand, and two objects similar to fluorescent sticks fell out from the sleeve on the left. He grabbed them in his hand and cut the top with a kitchen knife under the eyes Guigui. Everyone was surprised what it was.

They also don't think that this assassination with huge power disparity will have any consequences.

At this moment, Wu Santian shook his hand and the liquid hidden in the tube instantly squirted out, attacking the bodyguard and Fu Bo directly in front of him. The speed was so fast that the bodyguard caught the bodyguard off guard. The liquid had fallen on the bodyguard's face in the blink of an eye.

"Zira..."

As soon as I touched it, a burnt smell suddenly came to my face.

Strong sulfuric acid is a weapon he has never left before. It is the same as Liu Feiyang will always have a coin.

"ah…"

The stinging pain that came in my heart made the bodyguard unbearable, and he covered his face with his hands and screamed.

Not only did the sulfuric acid fly out together, but Wu Sanqin's body also slashed at Uncle Fu's head with his hands holding a kitchen knife. As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place, but there are very few people who dare to do this, and no one dares to rush directly into the enemy's nest.

But Wu Sanqin dares!

When Uncle Fu saw that he was coming, he had nowhere to hide, so he could only choose the least harm method and raise his arm to block it.

"Kez..."

The blade is deeply embedded in the arm. If there is a chopping board below, it can emit a reaction force. The force of this knife is enough to chop off half of the arm.

"stop…"

"Protect Uncle Fu..."

At this moment, the people around him had already screamed, and then they quickly moved closer. They didn't have time to hold the weapon in the warehouse, but they could pick up the chair at will.

Wu Sanqin didn't look at the rear at all, and there was no extra movement.

It seemed that he had planned to "shoot and change the ground" and then crossed Uncle Fu, followed the path he had just come down to the upstairs. There was also a teahouse upstairs, but there was no one. While running, he picked up the stool and threw it towards the stairs, then went to the windowsill and jumped down the boat platform.

Behind is an alley, running wildly along the alley.

The people who could be at the entrance of the hall were not ordinary street gangsters. When they passed by the windowsill, no one hesitated and they all jumped off quickly. Just as the window was like dumplings, falling like crackling.

Then one person ran in front and more than a dozen people chased after him.

After running out of the alley and onto the main road, Wu Sanqin began to run wildly among the crowds...

...

In the teahouse.

Uncle Fu was cut by this knife, which was not fatal. He has been the core since Jinlong's father's age. He was extremely fierce and did not rush to go. He stepped back and sat on the chair, staring at the kitchen knife still embedded in his bones, and made up his mind and pulled it out.

"Crack..."

It's like the friction between a bone and a kitchen knife.

He didn't care about his injuries, but he actually dared to assassinate in the hall. For the older generation like him who valued tradition very much, it was no less than a criminal rushing to his home and pulling out his wife's pants in front of him. This was a shame and would make all the people in the Harbour laugh at him.

"You must catch it, catch it!"

I didn't say a word about the pain.

There were also two people who were cautiously protecting him. Apart from the three of them, there was only the bodyguard who was still howling on the ground. The business model who was his temporary girlfriend had already escaped.

"I'm now contacting other brothers from the hall and let them look for them together..."

The person next to him replied.

Uncle Fu's mouth twitched in anger, and finally stood up, looked down at his arm that had already exposed his bones, and gritted his teeth and said, "Liu Feiyang, you slap me in the face... I want your life, go!"

After he cursed, he raised his arm and walked quickly towards the door.

The three of them walked in a hurry, and a bodyguard quickly stepped forward and pushed the door open, leaving the door first, and Uncle Fu walked out immediately afterwards.

At this time, looking at the side, a middle-aged man wearing a successful person quickly walked over.

"stop!"

The people around Uncle Fu warned.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the middle-aged man grinning and then took out a dagger from his pocket. Uncle Fu's pupils instantly dilated, and before he could react.

"Puchi..."

The dagger has been stabbed into the abdomen.

He didn't rush to pull it out. The middle-aged man turned his face with a cold face and turned it around with his strong wrist force before pulling it out.

"Puchi..."

Next is the second move.

"Puchi..."

Another third move.

"Bang bang bang..."

The other two were anxious, and they had no weapons in their hands. They could not go out even if they were carrying the stool. Besides, the car was at the door, with a distance of no more than three meters. They had just been attacked, and they did not expect that the three meters would be in danger. They only rely on their fists and feet, and they could not separate the two people who were "hugging each other" tightly.

Another knife.

The middle-aged man finally let go, turned his head and glared. The person who was still punching and kicking next to him stopped moving. He looked at the bloody dagger in his hand, and his scalp was numb.

"Bang..."

Uncle Fu fell to the ground unwillingly, covering his stomach.

The middle-aged man said numbly, "Tell Jinlong, my name is Zhang Baoguo, the account we should settle has just begun..."

After he said that, he took a step forward and entered the teahouse. After entering, he didn't stop for a long time. He quickly ran towards the stairs, followed the broken window and jumped into the alley, followed the path of Wu Sanqian running, and escaped again...

Uncle Fu.

After living in the Harbour for most of his life, it can be said that as long as there is a tattoo on his body, no one does not know this name. Even if he did not belong to the same camp before, he is well aware of this name. In recent years, the positive image of the Golden Dragon has gradually been established, but Uncle Fu is still in the previous realm...

Some newcomers think that Uncle Fu is the biggest leader of the club.

Such a person was cut off at his hall and then several times at the door of the hall, which was shocking and made the sky in the harbor even more gloomy...

The two mainlanders became public enemies for a time.

The name Liu Feiyang also began to make people grit their teeth and became afraid.

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