"Gu Qianxue, Ye Wensong, Old K has sent a letter. Mr. X is on the move. Assemble the Criminal Police Brigade, the Public Security Brigade, and the Special Police Brigade immediately and rush to Long Sankui's villa." Fan Changlong gave the order to his two team leaders after receiving Liu Tieguo's call.
For a moment, the entire headquarters was in an uproar.
In the People's Hospital, Liu Tieguo stood in the corridor and stared blankly at the heavy rain. The sound of thunder kept ringing in his ears. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He took a deep puff and slowly exhaled the smoke that had swirled in his lungs.
With lifeless eyes, he muttered to himself, "The King of Hell has come to the world of the living to claim our lives!"
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The wind howled and whistled, as if thousands of evil spirits were howling.
Long Sankui was sitting in an armchair at the entrance of his villa. His dragon-headed crutch was only used to paralyze his opponents. It was not because he was incapacitated, but because of his incapacitation, he could no longer use it. He had replaced it with a broadsword with a long shaft.
It was a long sword with a cockscomb head, about two meters long and half a meter long. A lifelike golden dragon was carved on it, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It was mighty beyond compare.
Two neat rows of Dragon Gang elites stood motionless in the rain. Their faces were cold as they looked at the big saber that was emitting a cold light in the rainy night. They believed in the "righteousness" of Master Guan, and this saber was also customized according to Guan Yunchang's big saber. It was almost the same.
The Green Dragon Crescent Sword!
It weighed 120 kilograms, and none of them could wield it. Only their leader, Master Long, used it as a weapon. During the rise of the Dragon Gang, he had used it to cut off the heads of countless enemies. This sword had long been stained with blood and was full of hostility.
For them, this was not only Master Long's weapon, but also their faith. Once the Green Dragon Crescent Sword was used, no one dared to disobey it!
Long Sankui's left hand was no longer playing with the walnuts. Instead, he crushed them one by one, took out the kernels, and threw them into his mouth like peanuts. He ate them with relish. The ground was covered with crushed walnuts.
Standing next to him was the most wanted criminal in the country — Hei Lang!
He was dressed in black, and his aura was still as gloomy as a wolf's. His eyes seemed to flicker with an eerie green light, causing people to shudder.
"F * ck, why isn't that little rascal here yet? Is he really not afraid that I'll kill the people around him? "
Long Sankui abruptly slammed his Green Dragon Crescent Blade into the ground, creating a crater. Countless cracks spread from the crater to the surrounding area like a spider web.
"Given my understanding of him, he will definitely come," Hei Lang said indifferently.
Long Sankui snorted and said, "If he doesn't come, I'll make him regret it for the rest of his life. If he comes, I'll cut him up. If I don't cut him into pieces, I won't be able to vent the hatred in my heart!"
He really regretted it now. If he had known that Xiao Luo could destroy his underground business to this extent, he would not have given Chu Yunxiong face. He would have sent three thousand of his men to chop Xiao Luo into pieces. But now, it was too late. Although the police did not have any evidence of his crimes, as the head of the Dragon Gang, he could only watch as the Dragon Gang collapsed. He hated Xiao Luo to the core. Even if he died, he vowed to drag Xiao Luo down with him.
Hei Lang nodded. No matter how strong Xiao Luo was, if he dared to come here today, Xiao Luo would definitely die. Not to mention him and the two hundred elites of the Dragon Gang, Master Long was the leader of the underground forces. He was skilled in martial arts, had strong internal strength, and had mastered the "Domineering Blade" to the extreme. With a full swing of his blade, he could even split a car in half, let alone a person.
Suddenly, Hei Lang's eyes caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the entrance of the villa. After a moment of surprise, Hei Lang said calmly, "He's here!"
"Ha … That little rascal actually came here alone. That's f * cking crazy!"
Long Sankui said with a smile, but his eyes were shining with a cold light.
The two hundred elites of the Dragon Gang turned their heads in unison to look at the entrance of the villa. When they saw Xiao Luo, their expressions became extremely unfriendly. They were the Dragon Gang's loyalists, and when it came to the enemies of the Dragon Gang, they had no choice but to kill. A bleak murderous intent overflowed from their bodies. Under the illumination of the lightning, they looked like two hundred evil spirits. It was a chilling sight.
Xiao Luo was wearing an army green jacket. Both his hair and the black undershirt underneath were wet from the rain. He held a large knife in his right hand and walked step by step into the villa. The large knife had nine iron rings on it. It was Guo Jianghu's Nonuple Ring Knife. It was made of stainless steel and could even cut through steel bars.
His wet white canvas shoes made a splashing sound as he stepped on the puddles on the ground.
He stopped about thirty to forty meters away from Long Sankui. A pair of black eyes, like the eyes of a hungry wolf, stared coldly at Long Sankui.
"You little rascal, you really have guts. You came when I asked you to. Then, if I asked you to eat sh * t, you would eat sh * t if I asked you to!" Long Sankui's face showed a frenzied expression. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a demon from hell who was about to taste fresh blood and flesh. It was a terrifying sight.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The Nonuple Ring Knife was raised, and the nine iron rings swayed. The tip of the knife was pointed directly at Long Sankui. Xiao Luo shouted with a murderous look, "Die!"
At the same time, the nine-ringed saber fiercely swung downwards. The shining saber cut through the curtain of rain, and the tip of the saber released a sharp wind blade. Under the cutting of the wind blade, a deep saber mark immediately appeared on the solid ground. However, there was too much water, and the saber mark was quickly filled up.
Knife Qi?!
The two hundred elites were slightly stunned. It was said that only those who had thoroughly comprehended the saber art could produce saber Qi when they swung their sabers.
"F * ck you! Go, chop him to death for me!"
Long Sankui was furious, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He threw the porcelain cup on the coffee table next to him to the ground. The teacup shattered into pieces.
"Kill him!"
More than two hundred elites roared and moved in unison. Like tigers and wolves, they broke through the heavy curtain of rain and rushed toward Xiao Luo.
The soldiers in the front row swung their long swords in unison, drawing a ferocious trajectory. They slashed down toward Xiao Luo's head from the air with astonishing power.
"Buzz!"
The nine-ringed saber buzzed as Xiao Luo expressionlessly swept the saber across. Amid a series of clanging sounds, sparks flew. The group of elites in the front row only felt a powerful and overbearing force transmitted from the long saber. It shocked them so much that the web between their thumb and forefinger was numb and in incomparable pain. One by one, they retreated like a wave.
Xiao Luo was unforgiving. He swung his saber again, and a bright saber aura swept out. The eight people facing him were cut into eight pieces by the saber aura. Blood rained down, and pieces of their corpses were splattered everywhere.
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