Chapter 1217 Hope

I rushed to the window and looked outside. I saw a group of people rushing into the yard with flashlights. The person leading the way was none other than Butler Zhou!

There was no need to discuss, and everyone immediately chose to go downstairs. The space here was narrow, and if something happened, they couldn't do anything. However, before going downstairs, several people from Jiangcheng went to the bedroom and dragged Song Keli out.

Two groups of people collided on the first floor of the stairs. Butler Zhou's eyes radiated with ferocious light when he saw the people in Jiangcheng. But after seeing Song Keli, he was obviously a bit defensive. He smiled against his will and said: "Masters, don't panic, we We were entrusted by Mrs. Su to check on Mr. Su. Mrs. Su also said that if we see Mr. Su well, we will definitely thank all the masters! "

"This is the first time I've seen someone so grateful." Yao, Shun, and Yu replied, "It's okay if you don't bring gold, silver, or jewelry. Can you thank us with a knife?"

Behind Butler Zhou stood a dozen people dressed as servants, but they all held Japanese swords in their hands, staring at them with a sinister look on their faces, their hands on the handles of the swords, full of murderous intent.

There were two fat men from Jiangcheng in the back who looked familiar, "Hey, aren't you the rickshaw pullers?" Now that they had broken up with each other, the fat man no longer tolerated them, "I remember you two, you were good at pulling the cart, but you just climbed The bridge is a bit slow.”

"Baga!" The square-faced Asian man who once chased Jiang Cheng for taxi money couldn't bear it any longer. He pulled out the knife with a "pop" sound, and the cold light reflected on the blade.

Seeing that he had been seen through, Butler Zhou simply stopped pretending. He sneered and threatened Jiang Cheng and others: "We are all Chinese, and I don't want to see you die in vain, so be smart and sensible. Hand over Mr. Su to me, otherwise... Master Dongyang will not let you go and chop off your heads!"

Thinking of the tragic situation of Mr. Kegong and others, the fat man yelled angrily: "Bah! You are a traitor and you still know that you are Chinese. If your ancestors knew your face, they would be so angry that they would crawl out of their graves. I’m looking for you, so please give me some face!”

"No, how can something like you have ancestors? You must be an orphan! Or the kind that was passed down from eight generations alone!" For such people, Fatty will never be merciful, and he will take action to deal with this scum first. .

For some reason, Jiang Cheng always had the illusion that Fatty was referring to himself when he heard him curse.

If they were ordinary people, they would be able to deal with these people in front of them, but these Japanese people are full of murderous intent and have handy weapons, so they are obviously not easy to deal with.

"Try to delay as long as possible."

After the few people's eyes met, they understood each other's intentions.

"Steward Zhou." Li Bai stood up and shouted to Steward Zhou: "You don't have to scare us. We know the identity of this person. He is not Mr. Su, but Song Keli, the traitor Song Keli. Many people outside are looking for him now. , the whole city was in turmoil.”

Hearing this, Butler Zhou's face darkened, "What exactly do you want?"

"No, we are not interested in you or Song Keli. We just want to leave safely, and then..." Li Bai paused, "get the reward you promised before.

"No problem, hand over the person and I will take you to get the money." Butler Zhou agreed simply.

Jiang Cheng shook his head rudely, "Steward Zhou, we are not three-year-olds. Whatever you say is what you say. Once we hand over someone and you regret it, what should we do?"

"I, Mr. Zhou, behave upright, keep my word, and have a good reputation. If you don't believe me... just ask these princes." Butler Zhou turned to look at these Japanese people.

Fatty couldn't figure out how Butler Zhou could be so confident.

Ding Zhenzong glanced at the phone secretly. The next second, the bright light of the phone seemed to stimulate these Japanese people, and they rushed forward with a roar and a knife.

The knife slashed across Luo Tianhe's clothes. The Dongyangren couldn't hold back. Luo Tianhe grabbed his shoulder with his backhand and pressed down. There was a "click" sound. The Dongyangren screamed in pain and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Yao, Shun, and Yu found the right opportunity to pick up the knife. He picked up the knife and dropped it. Blood spurted out, and a severed arm rolled to the ground.

Butler Zhou stood there and yelled loudly. Fatty had long disliked him. After avoiding the incoming blade with dexterous movements, Fatty finally caught Butler Zhou. Butler Zhou wanted to struggle at first, but he was so thin. He was like a little chicken in the hands of the fat man. The latter held him up and bumped him against the wall, "I will make you not do good things! I will make you betray your ancestors! I will make you a king!"

Housekeeper Zhou was knocked dizzy and his cries quickly attracted an Asian man. However, under the overwhelming power of the fat man, he was quickly restrained. The fat man had one in each hand. This time, it was two people who hit the wall. "You have nothing to do." If you act wildly in our country, go to hell!”

To be fair, the sword skills of a dozen Japanese people exceeded Jiang Cheng and others' expectations, especially people like Li Bai and Lin Qianqian, who could only barely support them.

What's even more dangerous is that there are still Japanese people coming from outside to support us.

It is now 11:55, and there is still a while before the agreed time. At this point, they can no longer hold on. Yao Shunyu was cut on the arm and Ding Zhenzong was also injured. The group can only keep retreating to delay time. , if Song Keli hadn't been a hostage, the situation would have been even more critical.

Now even if they wanted to rush out, it was too late. The Dongyang people had sealed the door and must have arranged for someone to guard it.

Just as everyone was struggling to hold on, suddenly, a flare was launched outside the window, tearing a gorgeous wound in the dark night sky, and then, as if the fuse was ignited, the surroundings of Su's house became lively in an instant.

Countless footsteps sounded, gathering quickly towards Su's house.

"Punish the traitors severely!"

"Revenge for Mr. Ke Gong!"

...

The crowd shouted, bursting out with unprecedented power, this power was unstoppable, and in a flash, they broke open the door of Su's house and swarmed in.

The Japanese guarding the door were directly swallowed up by the crowd. The men at the front of the team were all strong and powerful, waving sticks in their hands. Under the front and back attacks, the remaining Japanese were knocked down one after another and finally controlled.

A man walked out of the angry team, and it was the shopkeeper of Bao Mo Zhai.

The shopkeeper bowed to Jiang Cheng and the others, and said excitedly: "Thank you for your help. We will definitely punish Song Keli, the scum. These Japanese are the murderers of Mr. Ke Gong!"

"The police are on their way. For your safety, please leave and hide first." The man said sincerely.

Luo Tianhe bowed slightly, "Goodbye."

The man immediately returned the greeting, "Take care, see you later."

The sound of the police can be heard from afar, but more and more people are gathering, almost surrounding the entire Su residence. Jiang Cheng and the others walked out against the crowd.

These people held torches, and the flickering flames were reflected on their faces, some young and some vicissitudes. Jiang Cheng saw in their faces the unyielding perseverance, the epiphany after experiencing vicissitudes, and the hope after a long period of confusion...

"God bless China!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

The next second, the whistling sound spread like a tide, piercing through the darkness and sweeping across the entire city.