At various street corners of Wanhe Building, countless people fell to the ground in disorder, wailing. A group of burly men wearing the "Jinhe" logo held the street entrance and looked at them coldly. Whenever someone wanted to climb up If you get up, these tough guys will step down hard.

What's even more difficult is that these big guys are extremely powerful. With every punch and kick, they can make the opponent lie on the ground unable to move for a long time. As time goes by, no one dares to take the lead anymore. They all lie on the ground obediently. Where can they stand? A bit arrogant.

What's even more bizarre is that further down the street, groups of policemen are sitting with their hands crossed, smoking cigarettes, leaning on police cars, chatting and laughing. From time to time, these policemen will make fun of the "Jinhe" man. Even those leaders who are usually very serious are the same.

"Brother, it's worth it if you can do this as a gangster," a gangster said to a fat man in front of him, with an indescribable look on his face.

"Haha, Brother Fat, the proudest thing in my life is that I can follow Xinhe and help Master Zhang today," the fat man beamed with pride: "Brothers, our hard days are over."

There have been many such conversations, and every small group that responded to the Xinhe Gang has realized that they are on the right side today.

…

Suddenly, there was a huge commotion ahead, and the princes and gang members who were knocked down all shouted excitedly: "Haha, the big brothers from the battle hall are here. See how you dare to be arrogant,"

The Fighting Hall is the most powerful organization within the Taizi Party. It is led by the Eight Kings and is the main battle force of the Taizi Party.

Guo Qianqian looked with a frown on his face, and saw a small group of people coming in front of him menacingly. This group of people had stern expressions on their faces, and a violent aura rushed towards them, which made Guo Qianqian also feel fearful.

When the brothers from the Xinhe Gang saw someone coming with a blind eye again, they all rushed forward excitedly and smashed them with fists as big as a casserole.

"Come back," Guo Xiangqian tried to stop him but it was too late. He saw the opponent's fists coming down, and the members of the Xinhe Gang flew out like goose feathers that were blown away.

"His grandma is so awesome," a Xinhe Gang brother who was knocked away took a long time to get up and cursed.

When Guo Xiangqian saw his brothers being ravaged by more than a dozen people, he became furious and was about to step forward to support him, but a hand was put on his shoulder.

Guo Xiangqian was shocked. Someone was approaching him unknowingly and he didn't notice it. He hurriedly turned his head and was even more shocked. He saw a large group of people standing behind him unknowingly.

"Gang leader..." Guo Qianqian swallowed.

"Let them suffer a little bit," Gazi patted Guo Xiangqian on the shoulder. This former migrant worker was now full of wisdom, and Guo Qianqian could not help but be convinced.

The two sides are still fighting, and it is still a one-sided battle. However, the downtrodden party has quietly turned into a member of the Xinhe Gang. The more than a dozen people in the battle hall are all extremely powerful, with a vague sense of power in their hands. The fluctuations, Guo Xiangqian knew, were true energy.

The brothers of the Xinhe Gang all had red eyes, and they attacked the dozen or so people who suddenly appeared in the fighting hall in wave after wave. Every time one wave of people were knocked away, the second wave of people would rush in, waiting for the second wave. Being beaten away again, the first wave of people who had just climbed up gritted their teeth and rushed forward. The toughness of the Xinhe Gang brothers made everyone in the battle hall admire them, and even the members of the Taizi Party who couldn't stop shouting and scolding. He also closed his mouth.

After half an hour, the members of the Xinhe Gang were lying on the ground unable to get up. However, they still did not give in. Each one of them had eyes burning and glared at the people in the battle hall.

"Come on," Gazi said, waving his hand when he saw that it was almost done.

Immediately, the group of men behind him stepped forward silently and stood firmly in front of the members of the Battle Hall.

…

In the Wanhe Building, the armed police soldiers were on a roll, knocking out many groups of enemies and storming to the tenth floor in the blink of an eye.

"The search of the ninth floor has been completed. No findings were found. It's over," the commander reported to Situ Qiang through the intercom.

However, he didn't see it. A cold light flashed behind him. The next moment, his pupils blurred and the walkie-talkie in his hand fell to the ground. Then, his body fell limply to the ground, motionless.

The other armed police soldiers were suddenly alert and hurriedly turned over the commander's body, only to see a steel arrow stuck in the back of his head. The steel arrow pierced the commander's bulletproof helmet and messed up his head.

A horrified emotion filled the hearts of the soldiers. Their commander died silently, but they did not even see the shadow of the murderer.

"Pfft," there was another dull sound, and a piece of plasma burst out from the head of the armed police soldier behind him who was concentrating on vigilance. A steel arrow penetrated his forehead, and with the remaining strength, he was nailed to the wall, trembling.

"Another..." The armed police soldiers suddenly became anxious. They were not afraid of powerful enemies, but this invisible killer made them fearful.

Under the temporary command gesture, the armed police soldiers spread out in groups of three, back to back, radiating to every corner. In this way, the soldiers could observe every corner and prevent the murderer from having a chance to attack.

Sure enough, in this way, the murderer's cold arrow never appeared again.

The temporary commander, who had somewhat calmed down, took out his walkie-talkie and wanted to report the current situation.

However, at this time, a sudden change occurred, and a cold arrow appeared again, with a scream, and shot at the temporary commander.

"No," the temporary commander screamed in his heart and hurriedly tried to dodge, but it was too late. The steel arrow had penetrated his head with great violence.

"Have you seen the murderer?"

"No, that arrow seemed to appear out of thin air,"

For a time, the armed police soldiers were panicked.

"We must report the situation here," the armed policemen understood. Such an opponent was beyond their range and they had to ask for help from above.

An armed police soldier thought of this and immediately took out his walkie-talkie and wanted to report.

"Whoosh," a steel arrow reappeared, glowing with cold light, and penetrated his head.

At this time, everyone understood that the other party was preventing them from reporting the situation here, and the other party wanted to slowly kill them.

"Are you afraid?" a soldier shouted loudly with determination in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid," so the soldiers shouted, their tone full of resignation.

"*** Turn on the intercom and report at the same time,"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned on the intercom at the same time and started reporting in unison.

"Report, unknown master found, we are forced into a desperate situation,"

"Brush," a steel arrow penetrated his head.

"Report, unknown master found, we are forced into a desperate situation,"

"brush,,"

"Report, unknown master found, we are forced into a desperate situation,"

"brush,,"

…

"Understood, waiting for support," Situ Qiang's voice finally came to mind, and everyone cheered up.
Chapter completed!