The arrogance of the city

Chapter 674 Sending the Bell
Huang Mingyi set up a trap and successfully blocked Yan Donglai and Li Futu in the theater box.

To make such a move, he can be said to have killed himself.If the two people in the box didn't die today, then he might die without a place to bury him.

Although today's arena is no longer as focused on righteousness as it used to be, but if the news of murdering his elder brother spreads, then he will become the target of public criticism, and everyone will be able to punish him.

"Kill, kill me!"

He kept urging his subordinates with a vicious look on his face.

He was very smart, and immediately exited the box at the moment the battle started, not giving Li Futu and the others a chance to 'capture the thief first and the king'.

After all, he knew very well that even if Yan Donglai was left aside, the other person he had to deal with was the number one expert in the East China Sea.

Knowing that the target was difficult to deal with, he arranged for the most daring subordinates, and almost everyone had their lives on their backs, but even so, the battle could not be resolved for a while.

Those who are not him are not brave.

Knowing that the boss is facing the boss and the newly emerging young heroes in the East China Sea, they dare to move forward with their swords. Can you say that these people are not fierce?
The only thing to blame was that the box was too small, which made it difficult to use the advantage of the number of people. Yan Donglai and the two guarded the door, and it was difficult to rush in in a short time.

Of course, as long as you persevere, when the opponent's strength is exhausted, Huang Mingyi feels that breaking through is without a doubt.

but.

He can't afford it.

His plan was to make Li Futu the murderer who killed Yan Donglai, and he held the banner of revenge for Yan Donglai to kill Li Futu justifiably.

He can't let outsiders know what's going on here.

Must fight fast!

Every extra second of delay means an extra point of exposure.

If he is found, even if Li Futu and Yan Donglai are hacked to death here, he will not escape.

"Give me a shot and sweep them to death!"

Huang Mingyi's eye sockets were bloodshot, and he was already a little crazy.

The battles in the rivers and lakes are generally limited to cold weapons. This is almost an unwritten rule. After all, the Dragon Kingdom is not like the West. The control here is strict, and if you use a gun, it is likely to bring you big trouble.

But at this moment, Huang Mingyi couldn't care so much, he just wanted to solve the two people in the box as quickly as possible.

"Boss, this is a downtown area, the guy's movement is too loud..."

Someone issued a reminder.

When the time comes, there will be a big trouble, and none of them will be able to escape.

"I told you to go to the guy, did you hear me?!"

Huang Mingyi picked up his collar and shouted, his eyes tearing open.

"I know, I know, boss."

Swallowing, the hunk was about to convey Huang Mingyi's order, but suddenly someone ran up downstairs with a big package in his hand.

"Brother Huang!"

"What's wrong?!"

Huang Mingyi let go, turned his head, looked at the big black package, and subconsciously frowned.

"what is this?"

The life-and-death struggle in the box continued.

Yan Donglai's ability to sit in the position of the King of the East China Sea is indeed not in vain. Even though he has established his foothold in the East China Sea, his majesty has become more and more serious, and the opportunities to fight with others in person have become less and less, but his skills have not dropped.

He snatched the white blade with his bare hands, and slashed at the opponent's shoulder with his backhand. The whole process was hearty, and a blood arrow flew out, and a few drops were sprinkled on his face. The scene was thrilling, but it also had a strange beauty.

Perhaps this is the so-called aesthetics of violence.

With a knife in his hand, he guarded the door, and chopped down a group of young and fierce men.

Li Futu was not far away from him, leaning on a corner, slightly short, dodged the knife, clasped the opponent's wrist with five fingers, raised his right leg, and kicked him out with lightning speed, knocking over several people, Let the opponent's offensive be suspended.

"Brother Yan, it's not an option to procrastinate like this, we have to rush out."

Yan Donglai wiped the blood on his face.

"That's right, if the delay continues, Huang Mingyi will probably use his guns with all his might."

The two looked at each other, and instead of retreating, they advanced towards the door.

Outside the door, Huang Mingyi took the black package from his subordinates.

"Where did this come from?"

"Someone sent it to the gate of the theater and said that it would be handed over to Li Futu."

"Li Futu's stuff?"

Huang Mingyi frowned.

Under such circumstances, he didn't care to think about why someone would send things here even though something happened in the theater.

He took the package in his hand and weighed it, and found that there was some weight.

Out of curiosity, he opened the package.

Inside is a quartz clock, and the hands are still moving, making a beeping sound.

He couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then laughed uncontrollably.

"Li Futu, have you seen it! Someone actually sent you to your death! It seems that many people hope that you will die badly! Haha!"

Giving a bell is a homonym to giving a final gift, and it has always been a taboo to treat a bell as a gift.

Seeing that there are still people who hate Li Futu so much, how can Huang Mingyi feel unhappy.

Li Futu and Yan Donglai were rushing to the door at this time.

Hearing the sound, Li Futu turned his head and saw Huang Mingyi laughing at him holding a clock, not only slightly frowned.

Then, he keenly caught the beeping sound like a pointer moving.

Looking at the clock, his pupils shrank, and then his expression changed.

"Brother Yan, back!"

He grabbed Yan Donglai's arm, didn't care about explaining, and stopped moving forward, but quickly turned around and retreated into the box again, grabbed a chair, and threw it directly at the window of the box.

"Whoa..."

The glass shattered instantly.

Li Futu didn't hesitate, the moment the chair was thrown, he pulled Yan Donglai and rushed out.

They almost crashed out of the window together with the shards of glass.

Although this theater only has the second floor, its second floor is much higher than the second floor of residential buildings. Because Yan Donglai didn't react too well, he fell unrecognizably and the knife in his hand fell to the ground. Embarrassed.

The theater is located in a busy city, and suddenly two people flew out from a high place, and all pedestrians looked sideways.

"Brother Li, what's the matter?"

Yan Donglai stood up.

At the same time, in the theater, Huang Mingyi didn't have time to be surprised by Li Futu's reaction. Seeing them fleeing through the window, he immediately shouted angrily, "Catch me!"

But he has no chance.

The ticking of the clock in his hand became suddenly quicker and then stopped abruptly.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Then...

"boom!!!"

The turbulent flames took this clock as the dot, and exploded quickly, and violent air waves surged out instantly, engulfing Huang Mingyi who was unable to react in a blink of an eye, and then swept across the men around him.

Outside the theater, Li Futu squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the second floor, but did not respond to Yan Donglai's question.

Yan Donglai also raised his head.

Soon, he heard a deafening bang, the ground seemed to shake, and then a blinding flame burst out from the window they jumped out of just now.

Yan Donglai's expression froze.

Pedestrians on the whole street were stunned.

(End of this chapter)