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The first thousand and forty-fifth chapters before and after the attack

As Chu Tian expected, the anti-terrorism special police kept the nightclub tightly!

The person in charge of the venue wanted to come over and say a few arrogant words, but was kicked over to the ground by the special police team members. The furious Bamboo League gang members raised their machetes one after another, but before they could take a few steps, they were intimidated by the black submachine guns, especially the gloomy words of the special police leader, which completely disappeared from their courage to resist!

That is: Those who dare to act rashly will rectify the Dharma on the spot!

More than a hundred fully armed special police searched the nightclub, but nothing was found except for the messy weapons. So the special police leader called Chu Tian, ​​the person who called the police, but the latter told him lightly that the terrorists were hiding on the ceiling of the bathroom and should be more careful!

The special police suppressed their anger and sent someone to check it out with skepticism.

Several special police returned to the bathroom, and the slight sound of the ceiling attracted their attention. So the two special police carefully poked the ceiling open. Just as they were about to look at it, the two figures fell from above, and they bounced up as soon as they landed on the ground, kicked at them with extremely sharp feet.

At the same time, the two also shot the short knife in their hands, targeting the special police with a gun.

The special police did not expect that there was an enemy hidden, so before they could react, the two special police were kicked over to the ground with great force. The special police carrying guns at the door were also shot into the arm by a short knife, and the submachine gun he was holding fell.

The two figures rolled up on the spot to pick up guns, and all their speed and movements seemed tacit and agile.

These anti-terrorism special police were not vegetarians, and the pain made them wake up. Before the two enemies picked up submachine guns, they kicked several feet at their heads. The black and shiny leather shoes were also quite fierce. The two enemies did not dare to be careless and turned their heads to the attacks of the special police. The two sides began to fight.

"Damn it! There are really terrorists!"

The special police leader roared and waved his hand to rush to the bathroom.

Chu Tian was stunned at the entrance of Baolian Building on the other end of the phone, and he called a fake policeman casually and actually hit a terrorist. The big pie fell too well, right? At the same time, he was wondering whether to collect the reporting bonus tomorrow! Seeing that he was a little dazed, Yang Feiyang hurriedly asked: "Young Marshal, what's wrong?"

Chu Tian took a deep breath and replied with a smile: "God loves us so much!"

After saying that, Chu Tian led Yang Feiyang and the others directly into Baolian Building. In addition to a few idle Bamboo League gang members and seven or eight surveillance cameras in the lobby on the ground floor, there were no elite defense. It was Lin Fenyong who knew that dispersing troops would not play a role, so he concentrated his men on the top floor.

Fortunately, Baolian Building is only on the twelfth floor, so Chu Tian didn't care about the suspension of the elevator. Chu Tian told Yang Feiyang and the Tangmen's children: "Feiyang, lead these brothers to touch them from the stairs and kill directly to the tenth floor to wait for me, but don't disperse your troops to search for enemies on other floors!"

Yang Feiyang nodded and waved his hand to lead the person to the stairs.

At this moment, Chu Tian also kicked up a slender bench, chuckled at seven or eight cameras, and then smashed them all to the ground. Seeing Chu Tian’s murderous aura and ignoring their existence, the idle members of the Bamboo League Gang were first shocked and then angry, all of them showed their weapons and rushed up, shouting sternly: "Who are you?"

Chu Tian shook his head and said without comment:

"It's like this every time. Is there no new trick?"

The eyelids of the Zhulian Gang in the front twitched slightly, and they immediately kicked Chu Tian with their legs. The latter exhaled and squeezed his ankle, then threw them heavily to the side. The enemy immediately collided with the tables and chairs in the hall. From the wailing sounds and the blood spurted out, it was obvious that at least four or five of the ribs were broken!

The other enemies' faces changed drastically, and the guy showed up and slashed at Chu Tian.

Seeing that the other party was so despised, Chu Tian sighed secretly in his heart, kicked the bench next to him, and fired his bow left and right at the four blocking guys, and finally slapped at a small leader of the Bamboo League. The other party wanted to dodge but it was too late. The stool was hitting his head, and it sounded and the stool broke.

Chu Tian grabbed the wooden leg and poked forward with the flow.

Pounce! The fragments of the wooden legs were like a knife, stabbing the other party's throat. The man didn't even have time to scream, threw away the weapon in his hand, covered his neck with both hands, staggered back, and then fell to the ground like a giant tower of the sky; in just a blink of an eye, the lobby on the ground floor was cleaned by Chu Tian.

Many people were cut and covered in holes, and their clothes were soaked with blood.

Chu Tian shrugged, turned around and locked the door with iron chains, then picked up the walkie-talkie from the small leader of the Zhulian Gang, turned on the communication frequency that accidentally hit and closed, and heard someone shouting fiercely: "Why can't you see the camera at all? What's going on? Lao Ma, Lao Ma, answer quickly!"

Chu Tian smiled softly and held the walkie-talkie and touched upstairs.

The front and back stairs of Baolian Building were attacked. The Zhulian Gang in the monitoring room sent people to continue monitoring and reported to the master on the top floor. Lin Fenyong, who was tired, was squinting his eyes for four or five minutes. It was sleeping sound when he suddenly heard the cry of his confidant crying at his father and mother, and his relaxed nerves tense up instantly.

Yuan Huan was helping him beat his legs with a complicated expression, and the solemn expression of Lin bravely reached out and pushed her away.

As soon as he stood up, the door was pushed open. A close confidant stumbled in and shouted in horror: "Master Lin, it's not good. Hundreds of enemies are attacking us, killing the generals from the front and back stairs."

Lin Fenyong was stunned and then asked back: "Hundreds of enemies?"

Hundreds of enemies touched the neighborhood, but no one noticed it?

The nimble confidant replied without changing his face: "Yes, the cameras on the ground floor have been destroyed, and the brothers have not heard from me. I guess they are dead. I believe the enemy will come soon. Master, let us quickly concentrate our troops to the top defense, and then let the various parties send people to support me!"

"Otherwise we will die, there will be too many enemies."

Lin Fenyong suddenly realized that the floor he was on was the 12th floor, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out, and ordered to his confidant: "Just do as you say, let the living brothers go to the 12th floor quickly, and at the same time, let several brothers lock all the entrances and exits on the 11th floor first, and I will transfer the support back."

He picked up the phone while saying it, looking calm.

Yuan Huan in the room bit his lip and hid the key beside the bed in his arms.

Because Yang Feiyang and Tian Yangsheng and others were bitten tightly, some Bamboo League gangs could not make any tricks at all, and it was even more difficult to escape upstairs. They could only grit their teeth and fight. The battle was extremely fierce, and people on both sides fell, but the difference in strength between the two sides was too great that they could not suppress the offensive at all.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Fenyong could only allow his resistance to die tragically.

I took that time to lock the iron door on the 12th floor. As soon as I locked the elevator entrance and corridor at the stairs, I heard the roar of the children of the Tangmen. I knew that the enemy had solved the resistance brothers and was carrying out a carpet-like attack.

When Chu Tian rushed to the stairs on the eleventh floor, several members of the Bamboo League gang were working hard to join the thick iron gate.

When they pulled them down desperately, there was only a gap as big as a fist in the iron gate. Lin Fenyong's roar was coming from the walkie-talkie: "Hurry, lock the eleventh floor for me too. Two iron gates are locked, as solid as a soup, hurry!"

Yang Feiyang raised his eyebrows and shook out the steel wire with his right hand.

The guy who was trying to take his breasts in the middle suddenly felt a sudden lit up before his eyes, and then he felt a severe pain in his chest. He looked down and saw the steel wire pulling out of his heart, and the blood flowers brought about were dazzling. The fear in his heart was far stronger than the pain in his body. He shouted loudly, screaming and falling backwards.

Several members of the Bamboo League Gang next to him were frightened, and threw away the chains in their hands and fled to the side!

They must run to the 12th floor as soon as possible, otherwise they will die.

The children of the Tang sect flocked to the ground and opened the iron gate that had not been locked. Chu Tian knew from their difficult expression that the iron gate was indeed very powerful. It seemed that the hard bones were chewed tonight, but now that things have come to this point, I can only kill Lin Fenyong with all my might, otherwise what I did tonight would be meaningless.
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