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Chapter 439 Killing in Fury ([-])

This guy is really good at playing, he is lying on the bed smoking a cigarette, a white woman with long hair is riding on him, twisting her waist and making a heart-wrenching sound# ##.

Yan Wu's face turned red, and when Zhao Jianhui went to turn off the lights, she had already rushed to the window, stretched out her hand and pulled the woman down, and kicked the man's lower body with her little feet in high heels.

Outside the door, there was a muffled soft sound, and the bullets dragged a dark red light and flew past the door where the two of them took shelter.In the corridor, Nami Kikukawa let out a few screams.

"Boss, won't that woman be killed by their own bullets?" Yan Wu was a little suspicious and wanted to stretch her head out to have a look, but Zhao Jianhui grabbed her: "You don't want to live anymore, ugly people like that Woman, what's the pity of dying? Being beaten to death by one of my own people is considered her retribution."

"But..." Yan Wuxin said, didn't you still have a girlfriend who was arrested and couldn't be found?The woman is dead, where can we find someone?Zhao Jianhui had already shaken his head to stop her: "Do you think that woman can speak out so easily? Even if she can conquer her mouth, I don't know when it's back. I don't have so many incidents."

Yan Wu looked at her suspiciously, which meant to ask: "Then what should we do now?"

Zhao Jianhui stopped the gunfire outside and said: "What else can we do? Wait for those people outside to fire empty guns for a while, and the two of us will rush out. Are you okay?"

"No..." Yan Wu said, holding up the pistol that Zhao Jianhui threw to him just now, and said confidently.

At this moment, Zhao Jianhui heard the gunshots outside suddenly stop, and then the door outside the corridor was pushed open. When Zhao Jianhui probed, he saw a large group of people pouring in from the door, all of them were in black suits. Toyo thugs.

"Bastard, let go of Miss Juchuan!"

"Ah, Miss Juchuan was shot..."

Along with the chaotic voices, one of the leading men, with blond hair and waving a gleaming bamboo knife in his hand, yelled loudly in Oriental language, "I'm going to kill that Chinese pig!"

Zhao Jianhui sneered, stepped out of the room and stood in the corridor.The man's eyes showed some kind of morbid cruelty, his eyeballs flashed with excitement, and he was about to rush over with a knife in his hand, but he stopped after taking a step.

Zhao Jianhui pointed the gun at him.

"Zina pig, can you scare me with a toy gun? I want you... ah!!!"

There was a muffled sound of "poof", only a small tongue of flame spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, but the man's crotch exploded. He screamed and threw the bamboo knife and fell to the ground. His thing was shot by Zhao Jianhui. Rotten, flesh and blood splattered all over the wall.

Before the others could react, Zhao Jianhui and Yan Wu's muzzles spewed out flames continuously, and the thugs at the door fell down one after another.There were too many people crowded in, and most of them didn't have firearms in their hands. The gang with firearms came in last, but they were blocked by their own people and couldn't shoot.Zhao Jianhui and Yan Wu didn't need to aim at all, they could just hold the trigger straight.

This is not a fight, but a one-sided massacre.

"Yan Wu, remember, with the two in the basement, we have already killed thirteen devils..." Zhao Jianhui glanced at the bloody ground, stepped on the corpses of those people and walked out of the corridor with disdain. That little door.

Yan Wu conveniently shot a shot at Nami Juchuan's body: "Boss, there should be fourteen, and that bad girl..."

"Hehe, that's right, there are fourteen, and that bad bitch, Yan Wu, you did a great job, but in fact he should have died in our hands." Zhao Jianhui said as he walked forward.

The glory was still waiting in the hall, but the crowded crowd just now disappeared.Four tall and sturdy men stood outside the small gate, replacing the two beautiful sisters in uniform who were standing here.

The four people saw a pair of strange men and women with guns in their hands, and immediately surrounded Zhao Jianhui and Yan Wu.

"Baga, what happened to the people inside..." These people didn't have guns in their hands. Maybe there are not enough guns here after all, and they must reach a certain level before they can own them.

However, these people all looked very powerful, and it was obvious at a glance that they were also good fighters.

Zhao Jianhui's answer was also very simple. He directly raised his fist and slammed it hard on a person's face. The person screamed and fell out covering his face, knocking over a nearby table.

"Yan Wu, do you still remember what I said to Nami Juchuan? We are not competing with people, but—killing people..." The guy continued to attack while talking.

The person on the left immediately kicked him sideways, Zhao Jianhui turned around and dodged it, and kicked him hard in the crotch, and he arched his body holding his crotch.Then Zhao Jianhui dodged the attack of the third person, locked his arm and knocked him and the fourth person together, and then picked up the stainless steel stool and smashed them headfirst and facelessly.

The fight ended in less than ten seconds, and they never had a chance to fight back.Seeing that after Zhao Jianhui finished fighting in the front, Yan Wu took another shot in the back, and the four of them went to meet the fucking god Amaterasu very unitedly.

"You have a lot of bullets?" Seeing Yan Wu like this, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly. He turned over and walked into the small door. After a while, he came out with six or seven magazines and threw a few to Yan Wu.

"Didn't you say that we are killing people?" Yan Wu still felt aggrieved by Zhao Jianhui's complaint.Zhao Jianhui rolled his eyes: "You don't have to use a gun to kill people. You search a door here, and I'll go over there to have a look. Don't stay if there is no situation..." While talking, Zhao Jianhui pushed open another door walked in.

What Zhao Jianhui didn't expect was that the door he pushed open was not a long corridor like the one he pushed last time, but an elevator inside this door.

But there are only two buttons on this elevator, up and down, but there are obviously no numbers.Zhao Jianhui pressed the elevator to go up, and when he got out, he was almost shocked.Whether it was in the Yellow Sea or in the Universiade City, he had never seen such a magnificently decorated palace, even the most luxurious Arabian top star hotel was probably nothing more than that.

Stepping out of the elevator, the first thing that catches the eye is a stepped artificial waterfall.The waterfall skillfully combines atomized water technology with optical principles to form a unique kaleidoscope effect.

The floor is paved with precious Italian marble, and the intricate inlaid wall and ceiling designs make the layout of the entire hall extremely luxurious.The walls are decorated with crystal painted reliefs, all of which are pictures related to the sexual content of men and women.

The crystal chandelier above the head is really high-end crystal, and there is also a bar and dance floor, equipped with very advanced audio-visual equipment.Several beautiful strippers were pole dancing, but more naked and handsome men and women were looking at Zhao Jianhui with their mouths wide open.

Zhao Jianhui glanced quickly at the crowd, but he didn't see You Xiaoran.This made him feel relieved but also more anxious.

"Bastard! Get rid of him!" A woman suddenly shouted in oriental language like a beast, and Zhao Jianhui raised his hand and shot the woman in the head.

"Ah..." screamed several times, and the men and women with bare buttocks flew around like birds and beasts.There were also some people in black clothes who came out from the corner, holding some steel pipes and leather whips in their hands.

"Little Japanese bastards must die." Zhao Jianhui smiled and pulled the trigger. The bullet accurately hit a Japanese thug between the eyebrows. Brains and blood splattered. The corpse with a big hole in the back of the head fell to the ground. The carpet was stained badly.

There were screams one after another, those naked men and men ### screamed, scrambling to run around, most of them found a place to hide, and some who were not afraid of death rushed towards Zhao Jianhui, intending to seize the road After fleeing, Zhao Jianhui shot and shattered the kneecap of one person, and the rest of them dispersed immediately.

"Don't...don't shoot, we are Chinese!" Right in front of Zhao Jianhui, a man and a woman squatting on the ground with their heads in their arms, saw that Zhao Jianhui had shot every shot, and the black men fell to the ground one after another. Woman Jiu hugged her head and screamed hysterically.

"Are you fucking Chinese?" Zhao Jianhui sneered twice, but finally he didn't shoot them.He just waved the gun in his hand and snorted coldly, "Get lost..."

Those people were visibly shaken, and they all stood up and ran away.Zhao Jianhui noticed that there were eight doors on the surrounding walls, which looked like elevator doors.But this group of people did not run inside, but ran into a door on the other side of the hall.

Zhao Jianhui reached out and grabbed a woman who was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move, and shouted loudly, "Where does this lead to?"

"Huh...%%##￥￥###￥￥￥￥***" I never thought that this woman who was paralyzed on the ground in fright was actually a Chinese.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing: "What are you humming? Don't you fear death?"

"Who says I'm not afraid, I'm scared to death, can't you see?" With Zhao Jianhui's support, the man stood up tremblingly, shaking his teeth and said, "I'm the one who's afraid of me even if I'm scared to death." Said, you are a demon, a demon from hell, why do you want to destroy our celestial party?"

Seeing that this woman actually put on a face like a moralist, it seemed that she was gathering strength to fight with him.Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing, this woman is not only grotesque in her behavior, but also deeply swollen with the poison of the Oriental people in her thinking, she is simply pathetic, pitiful and hateful.

"Get out, I don't have time to talk to you..." Zhao Jianhui pushed her away and walked forward.

Ask for flowers and tickets.