It was a matter of life and death. Jiang Cheng didn't have the mood to wait for the next car, not to mention that he was the one who stopped the car. So he grabbed the black man's belt and pulled the black man who was about to get into the car. He threw him aside and shouted, "Get lost!"
Jiang Cheng used a lot of strength. The black man almost fell to the ground. After taking a few steps back, he angrily grabbed Jiang Cheng and punched him in the face!
Jiang Cheng moved his head backward to avoid the punch. He raised his right hand and punched the black man's nose, causing him to fall backward. However, the black man still held on to him and refused to let go. After being punched, he shook his dizzy head and seemed to be even angrier. Once again, he fiercely punched Jiang Cheng.
Looking at the black man who was still clinging to him even though his nose was bleeding, Jiang Cheng was furious. He wanted to kill him. He was in a hurry to check on his brothers in the Lung Hing Society and Katyusha. He did not have the time to waste with the black man. So, he attacked again. This time, he was determined to kill the black man as well. So, he attacked even harder!
"Bam!" Jiang Cheng swept his leg and kicked the black man's left knee. The black man knelt on one knee. Before he could react, Jiang Cheng raised his leg and kicked him in the chest! "Peng!" A muffled sound rang out. The kick was extremely heavy!
The black man, who was half-kneeling on the ground, was hit in the chest. He could not help but fly backward. He slid for three to four meters before falling to the ground with a thud! He hugged his chest and struggled on the ground in pain.
After sending the black man flying with a kick, Jiang Cheng did not look at him again. He immediately got into the front passenger seat of the taxi to see if the driver could hear him. "Drive!"
The white taxi driver was dumbfounded. When he saw Jiang Cheng fight with the black man, he thought that Jiang Cheng would be beaten up badly. He did not expect that in just a few seconds, Jiang Cheng would send the black man flying. His movements were as fast as lightning. The difference shocked him. He stared at Jiang Cheng in a daze and did not know how to drive.
"Drive!" Jiang Cheng urged again, dissatisfied. His eyes became even colder.
"Ah? Oh! " The taxi driver was surprised at first. When his eyes met Jiang Cheng's cold gaze, his heart trembled involuntarily. He quickly nodded and agreed. Then, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and sped toward the Gross Hotel.
Something suddenly flew out of the window of the taxi that was speeding forward. It was thrown into the air and then fell to the ground with a bang. It was the luggage left behind by the black man who had snatched the seat just now. Now, it was thrown out of the window by Jiang Cheng and returned to the stupid pig who had f * cked up at the critical moment.
The taxi that Jiang Cheng was in drove quickly toward the Gross Hotel. Jiang Cheng asked the driver to rush over at the fastest speed and quickly overtake other cars. He did not stop at the red light and rushed over there in the shortest time …
About 20 minutes later, Jiang Cheng finally arrived at the Gross Hotel. He quickly opened the door and rushed out of the car. He ran desperately to the room where they were staying. The driver shouted from behind him, demanding that he give him the ten thousand dollars. However, he had left the hotel where Medura was staying in a hurry and did not have a single cent on him. If the driver wanted the money, he could catch up to him himself. He would naturally have the money when he returned to the room.
Jiang Cheng's speed was very fast. He bent his waist and arched his back as he sprinted forward. With every step he took, he leaped two to three meters forward. His feet didn't make a "pa pa" sound when they touched the ground. Every step was extremely forceful.
At this speed, Jiang Cheng quickly entered the hotel. He felt that the elevator was too slow, so he quickly ran up the stairs. He only slowed down when he reached the ninth floor. He looked around the corridor, and his brows furrowed even more. He increased his focus by 12 points and slowly walked toward Katyusha's room …
Something's not right! The members of the Lung Hing Society who were supposed to be waiting in the corridor were all gone. There was no one in the corridor. Even if it was a shift change, this would not happen. Something must have happened!
Even though the corridor was very clean, if one looked closely, there were still signs of a fight. The members of the Lung Hing Society were probably dead. I wonder if the people who did it are still here?! As Jiang Cheng walked forward, his mind was filled with thoughts.
Slowly, Jiang Cheng arrived outside Katyusha's room. He pressed his hand on the door handle and pushed it open easily. It was very quiet inside. There was no sound. It seemed that those people had taken Katyusha and the others with them. No! Jiang Cheng sniffed. There was a slight smell of blood in the air. It was the kind of fresh blood that would only appear when a person's blood had not cooled yet after death!
Someone died here, and not long ago! Jiang Cheng concluded in his mind. He gritted his teeth and had a bad feeling. The members of the Lung Hing Society were ambushed, so it was most likely that the four of them were dead.
The reason why he knew that the members of the Lung Hing Society were ambushed was because there were no signs of an intense gunfight. Because this was America, the members of the Lung Hing Society carried guns with them. Now that there were no signs of a gunfight, it meant that they were killed before they could even open fire.
Jiang Cheng followed the smell of blood into Katyusha's room. His face was dark, and his eyes scanned the surroundings like lightning, alert for any possible enemies.
Stepping into the bedroom, Jiang Cheng came to Katyusha's bedside. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. There was a piece of blood-stained paper on the bed, and there was a knife stuck in the paper. The knife had pierced through the paper and stabbed into the bed. It looked like a message left for him. It could have been a threatening letter.
Jiang Cheng quickly walked forward and pulled the knife out. He picked up the paper and read it. As soon as he did, his expression darkened. The blood on the paper was still warm!
Opening the paper, Jiang Cheng was about to read the contents in detail when he suddenly heard a murderous intent coming from the wardrobe and under the bed! He looked around and instinctively jumped back. Almost as soon as he moved, two gunshots rang out in the room. Two bullets were fired from where he had been!
There were at least two more assassins in the room!
With a serious expression, Jiang Cheng jumped to the other side of the bed. He injected True Qi into his feet and kicked the side of the bed. Half of the bed flew up and fell towards the wardrobe, revealing three people under the bed. However, two of the people under the bed were members of the Lung Hing Society, and they were already dead. Two of them had a little bit of blood near their hearts, but it was not too obvious. The third person had blood near his heart, and his wrist had also been slashed. Blood flowed all over the floor. The last one was a person wearing a mask!
Realizing that he was exposed to Jiang Cheng, the assassin immediately raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at Jiang Cheng's head!
Before the assassin could fire, Jiang Cheng kicked the assassin's wrist that was holding the gun. The gun flew out of the assassin's hand. Even the wrist was bent strangely, as if it had been dislocated.
"Ah!" The assassin let out a scream and reflexively covered his dislocated wrist with his left hand.
Jiang Cheng did not stop moving. As soon as he kicked the gun away, he immediately bent over and pressed down on the assassin. He grabbed both of the assassin's arms and rolled to the side. After turning a circle on the ground, he had already pressed the assassin's hands behind his back and firmly controlled them on the ground. Then, he twisted his arms forcefully, making it impossible for him to get up or take anything!
"Where are the other two bodyguards and the girl?" Jiang Cheng asked sternly.
"Kill me, kill me!" The assassin said arrogantly. Both of his arms were twisted off. Except for the cold sweat on his forehead, he did not make any scream. He clenched his teeth and did not even make a sound.
(Men of sacrifice!) Jiang Cheng thought in his heart. He felt that it was quite difficult. For people who had been trained since they were young, there was nothing else that could make them speak the truth except for confessions.
Suddenly, Jiang Cheng fiercely rolled to the side. Just as his body stopped rolling, he heard a few gunshots. A few bullets hit the place where he was originally standing. However, because he dodged in advance, three bullets all hit the assassin that Jiang Cheng had subdued just now. Three bloody holes appeared on his back. The assassin who was shot trembled a few times and then lay motionless on the ground.
Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked coldly at the wardrobe. The bed that was kicked over by him just now was turned sideways next to the wardrobe. The assassin in the wardrobe couldn't get out even if he wanted to. He was completely trapped inside!
"Bang, bang, bang …" A series of gunshots sounded. The bullets were chasing after Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng rolled to the side a few times and came to the dead corner of the wardrobe.
The assassin inside seemed to be anxious. He vigorously pushed the door of the wardrobe, making a loud rumbling sound. He kicked the door of the wardrobe with his feet, trying his best to get out. Unfortunately, the corner of the bed was stuck in the gap of the furniture. He couldn't push it open for a while.
After hiding in the dead corner of the opponent's shooting, Jiang Cheng quickly ran to the side of the wardrobe. He suddenly rushed to the side of the wardrobe. In the process of running, his palms were filled with True Qi. His palms swelled up, and when he waved them, they were like two palm-leaf fans. He came in front of the wardrobe, and his right palm fiercely slapped the side of the wardrobe. Only a loud rumbling sound was heard. The side of the wardrobe was smashed into pieces by his palm!
After smashing the side of the wardrobe, Jiang Cheng didn't stop and went inside the wardrobe. He had a close hand-to-hand fight with the assassin hiding in the wardrobe. The narrow wardrobe kept making rumbling sounds. The wardrobe was hit by the two people, and sometimes a few gunshots could be heard.
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