Xiang Xu held his hand and let the Dog God Sword lean on his shoulder. His voice was not loud but he was calm and powerful: "Who is the biggest official here?"

"Attendant Pope Li Yulou."

"Take me to find him."

"Yes, please come here by the messenger."

There are twelve elevators in October Building, eight of which are civil elevators. These eight elevators are only parked on the tenth floor below. The other four card-swiping elevators are special elevators for black belts, which can lead to any floor of the building. Xiang Xu ordered ordinary people to take the civil elevator first and go to the tenth floor. After arriving at the tenth floor, they took the stairs step by step to clean up. He himself took a part of the elite and took the special card-swiping elevator directly to the 25th floor, one of the most tightly defended places in the Black Belt Headquarters, and the places where the Black Belt cadres lived.

The twelve elevators are transported up according to the standard of ten people each time, and 120 people can be transported each time. Each operation takes about one minute. Twenty minutes later, the tenth-floor cinema gathered about one thousand five hundred people. The twenty-floor cinema gathered about eight hundred people. The remaining seven or eight people stayed on the first floor to prevent the reinforcements from sneak attacking from behind.

In the seventh minute after arriving on the 25th floor, Wang Zhifu met Xiang Xu. Because the number of people he carried this time was limited, he only controlled the protection of the outside, and as for the inside, he did not dare to act rashly.

It was already a great achievement to be able to put so many people on his side in safely. Xiang Xu not only did not blame him, but instead boasted him.

The group waited patiently for another thirteen minutes. After almost all of their brothers arrived, Xiang Xu gave an order to launch an attack on the Black Belt Headquarters and four major strongholds in the Hantmansi area. For a moment, the Black Belt Headquarters building and the strongholds in the four places were caught in a clamor.

With the sound of killing, the Ghost Tiger Gang's sneak attack on the Black Belt completely kicked off. Countless Ghost Tiger Gang disciples swung their savages from the corridor. At this time, the guards of the Black Belt headquarters suddenly realized that an enemy was coming. What they didn't understand was why there were so many enemies who were touched quietly. Could it be that the guards outside had their eyes full of anger.

Seeing so many people suddenly rushing up, these people were so scared that they didn't even move their hands. They retreated backwards, shouting and touching the alarm to remind someone to invade the headquarters. Their panic and messy were not pretended.

"You are so brave, you actually dare to attack the Black Belt Headquarters." A Russian black Belt guard ran away and shouted loudly. A disciple of the Ghost Tiger Gang stepped forward, rushed behind the man, raised his knife and stabbed him fiercely. The inertia generated when he ran was more than a hundred pounds of force.

The sword pierced directly from behind the man and poked out his chest. The disciple of the Ghost Tiger Gang drew his sword, and two blood arrows spurted out from behind him at the same time. Blood spurted out, and the man suddenly felt that most of the power under his feet had been pulled away, and his body fell to the ground with a tilted sound. Then, a heart-wrenching scream came out of his mouth, and the blood instantly dyed all his upper clothes red. The man twitched on the ground for a short time and then disappeared.

Seeing that his subordinates were killed, the faces of the people who were escaping suddenly changed, and they all opened their mouths in surprise. I don’t know who shouted: “You can’t run anymore, if you run again, you will die.” As soon as Russia finished saying this, several people were drowned in the tide of crowds.

At the beginning, Black Belt suffered some losses, but this place is the headquarters of Black Belt. Those who can guard it have carefully selected and have a faster reaction speed than ordinary people. After chasing for dozens of meters, a messy footsteps came from the end of the corridor. Just listening to the sound, you know that there are many people coming.

Twenty-fifth floor.

Wang Zhifu was chasing the Black Belt Gang members with his brothers. Although he was injured, it seemed that he had no hindrance to his skills. The military slam in his hand was dazzled, one after another, as if he was tireless. A large part of the reason why Wang Zhifu was able to burst out with such amazing combat power was because Xiang Xu was watching behind him. He knew that now, when he was performing his meritorious service, whether he could be valued in the Ghost Tiger Gang in the future depends entirely on whether the battle could be won.

As he was talking, a wave of people appeared in front of him. Although these people were not very neatly dressed, they were all holding bright guys in their hands, their eyes were red, as if they were about to stare at the bleeding.

Among these people, a black man in a hat was squeezed out, holding a baseball bat made of pure iron, with his chest open and eight strong abdominal muscles, and he looked like a man who could not escape from the guard. This man, named Sang Mu, was a gold medal thug at the headquarters of the Black Belt. He used to be the bodyguard of the Black Belt Pope. Since Victor died, he was sent to the headquarters to be the captain of the guard.

To be honest, he doesn't like this kind of ordinary life. He thinks that killing, blood and cruelty are the most part of his life.

So when the headquarters was attacked, he was not afraid, but was excited. If he made meritorious in this battle, he could apply to be transferred from this place and rush to the front line of the battle.

It was precisely because of this idea that his attack was extremely sharp.

Sang Mu was amazing and rushed to Wang Zhifu with great strides. Without even saying hello, he smashed his iron rod hard.

Wang Zhifu didn't even think about it, holding the military stent in both hands, standing horizontally in front of him.

With a crisp "clang" sound, two heavy weapons collided. With Mars, a sharp sound of urn suddenly appeared out of thin air, which shocked everyone around him to cover their ears. The man was extremely powerful and knocked Wang Zhifu back two or three meters with one stick. Looking at him, his face was neither blushing nor breathing, as if nothing was wrong. On the other hand, Wang Zhifu was not very good. His tiger's mouth was shattered, and his arms seemed to be numb as if they were electricity.

"What a lot of strength." Wang Zhifu saw sweat on his forehead. Seeing that the other party was brave, he did not dare to fight with him anymore. Instead, he dealt with it carefully and tried his best to deal with him.
Chapter completed!