1639. Betrayal by Ghost Hands 6
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At the same time, Tie Long and the others quickly dealt with the other guards, and then gathered around the man and Ghost Hand, surrounding them. The man's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Cheng Guodong and the others with an ugly expression. Cheng Guodong looked at the man, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, and said: "Sir, if I guessed correctly, you should be the one who spoke just now. Now, please come with me, let's go I'm waiting for you in the room."
"Do you want to take me away?" The man sneered, and suddenly his hand quickly reached to his waist and pulled out an exquisite pistol. However, when he was about to raise the muzzle of the gun, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his wrist, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground. He looked closely and saw multiple long scratches on his wrist, and bright red blood was gushing out from his skin. On the ground, there was still a bloody knife. Apparently someone had injured him with this knife just now. He groaned, resisting the pain in his wrist, turned his gaze to Cheng Guodong, gritted his teeth and said, "How did you escape? Didn't the smoke cause any harm to you?"
Cheng Guodong sneered and said: "There are some things you are not qualified to know. I advise you to follow me obediently. Otherwise, the next blow will not be yours." As he said, he also threw away other things in the book. A small knife. The man stared at the knife, and after a moment, he hummed: "Okay, I'll go with you." Hearing this, Cheng Guodong smiled slightly, put away the knife in his hand, and then turned to face the man next to him. Guishou said: "You come too, the boss told me to take you there." Guishou didn't resist this, and nodded obediently.
Under the leadership of Cheng Guodong, the group quickly returned to the room where Leng Xuan was. On the way through, there were corpses everywhere. The faces of the man and Guishou turned pale involuntarily. It seemed that even if they called for support, no one would be able to rescue them. Their subordinates had already been eliminated by Cheng Guodong and the others. The man looked at Cheng Guodong and the others with horrified eyes. He was originally thinking of escaping, but now he no longer dared to do so. After everyone walked into the room, they saw Leng Xuan and Ye Zi sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of makeshift coffee in their hands and sipping it leisurely. Seeing Cheng Guodong bringing two people in, Leng Xuan put down the coffee in his hand, his eyes paused on Guishou, and then moved to the man.
When his eyes swept up and down the man, he frowned slightly and said, "Are you Asian? Tell me, which government sent you."
The man snorted coldly, but turned his head to the side, ignoring Leng Xuan's question. Seeing that he refused to answer, Leng Xuan smiled coldly and winked at Cheng Guodong. Cheng Guodong reached out and grabbed the man's collarbone and squeezed hard. Suddenly, there was only a clear sound of bone cracking, and the man's painful wails were also heard immediately. Leng Xuan slowly walked up to the man and said again: "I'll ask again, which government are you from. If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being rude."