Li Mubai's powerful aura seems to have taken control of the situation. Although the Zhao family elders who have already retreated to the second line will support Zhao Qingyun, how can they dare to confront the incomparable Li Mubai as a gun
They can support Zhao Qingyun, but they cannot help Zhao Qingyun do this, and they don't have the ability.
Shen Manjun seemed to be at his wits' end at this moment. I could only sit on the sofa hesitantly, with a dull expression.
Even Xiao Zheng, a young man who is highly valued by Fourth Master Zhao. At this moment, it seems that there is nothing to do but to let Li Mubai show off his power.
Seeing it, Li Mubai's attempt to force her to marry was about to succeed.
It seems that the Zhao family is about to change its name and change its name to the Li family. Zhao Qingyun finally arrived belatedly under the spotlight.
Yes.
he came.
There are only two followers around.
But the aura he exuded was not inferior to Li Mubai's at all. Even the group of well-informed elders seemed to have seen Zhao Qingyun at this moment, with awe in their eyes. He lowered his head slightly.
"Hmph! You are finally willing to come out!" Li Mubai looked at the expressionless Zhao Qingyun with a mocking smile, although he was surprised by Zhao Qingyun's unfamiliar aura. But with the winning ticket in hand, he still stood high and looked down at the pretentious Zhao Qingyun.
After Xiao Zheng only glanced at Zhao Qingyun, who was completely different from before, a hint of deep meaning escaped from the corners of his lips. He calmly lit a cigarette, turned sideways and held Shen Manjun's cold palm, still without saying a word.
"You're disturbing me." Zhao Qingyun casually sat on a single sofa, which was usually reserved for Mr. Zhao. No one dared to sit except Mr. Zhao himself.
But tonight, this sofa is destined to belong only to him. Even Li Mubai didn't dare to get involved easily. At least he didn't dare to sit until Fourth Master Zhao died.
Because everyone knows that although this is just a chair, it seems as if Mr. Zhao is sitting there.
In Mingzhu, who dares to sit on Mr. Zhao’s exclusive sofa without his permission
Zhao Qingyun sat down slowly, glanced at Li Mubai with cold eyes, and said indifferently: "You are interrupting my chat with Fourth Master."
"Pretending!" Li Mubai sneered. "I solemnly tell you now that from today on, you no longer belong here. If you still want to live, get out immediately. Maybe if I am in a good mood, I can spare your life!"
The words have been spoken.
Li Mubai doesn't need to pretend anymore.
He clearly knew that Shen Manjun's only support now was Zhao Qingyun, who was highly regarded by Fourth Master Zhao. As long as he is willing to retreat despite the difficulties, it will be easy to take down the Zhao family, a piece of cake!
"Now that you're here, why bother pretending to be kind? How can you become such a big deal with a personality like yours?" Zhao Qingyun said lightly. "Have you forgotten that Fourth Master once taught us that no one is poisonous and no husband?" Zhao Qingyun said indifferently.
"What do you want to say?" Li Mubai asked condescendingly.
"Look back. Listen." Zhao Qingyun lit a cigarette and said expressionlessly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard screams one after another under the night cover. It seemed that a heart-rending massacre was taking place not far away in the Zhao family yard. The dense and harsh gunshots were continuous, and the disgusting smell of blood could be smelled even from dozens of meters away.
The gunfire lasted for less than two minutes and then gradually stopped. Li Mubai's expression also suddenly changed in these two minutes. Most of the strength in his body seemed to have been taken away, and he sat slumped on the sofa, covered in cold sweat.
Outside - what happened
In the yard, there are more than 80 of his confidants. They are all well-trained and experienced veterans! Why did it completely lose its movement in just two minutes
What did they encounter
What power can make this group of well-trained old Jianghu destroyed in an instant
thump.
A young man covered in blood stumbled in from the door. His arm was shot through by a bullet, and his face was covered in fear besides blood. His eyes were dull and dull, and he just managed to come to Li Mubai and said in a crying voice: "Master Li, we were ambushed!"
"They were carrying submachine guns. Wearing body armor. And they were throwing bombs at us!"
"Dead! All dead! The brothers were slaughtered by them before they had a chance to take action!"
Li Mubai trembled all over and fell completely limp on the sofa. However, he stared at Zhao Qingyun with resentment and said with hatred: "What on earth are you doing?"
Zhao Qingyun's eyes were still unusually ordinary, and he said indifferently: "I just reminded you. Now that you are here, don't pretend to be kind. You don't have the ability."
"I'll kill you with one shot!" Li Mubai snatched the pistol from his younger brother's hand, pointed it at Zhao Qingyun and shouted.
Facing Li Mubai's vicious roar, a sarcastic sneer escaped from the corner of Zhao Qingyun's lips: "You are so pathetic."
Snap, snap, snap.
Nearly twenty tall young men wearing masks and body armor, holding submachine guns in both hands, poured in outside the door. All parts of their bodies except their eyes are covered by military uniforms. He had a military pistol on his waist and a saber on his trouser leg. Overall, they look like a well-trained special operations elite!
These twenty or so special operations elites were divided into groups of three. As soon as they entered the living room, they quickly took control of the situation. Under their terrifying pressure, the young men in suits holding pistols seemed to be holding only shotguns. They didn't even have the courage to aim at the opponent, let alone shoot them.
Who dares to open fire with a low-quality assembled pistol and a group of powerful and well-trained special operations elites? This is simply a one-sided killing!
The companions outside told them what they should do at this moment with bloody lessons.
Surrender is the best outcome to save your life!
"I surrender!"
In the crowd, someone raised his hands and shouted tremblingly.
If they were standing opposite a group of people from the martial arts world who were also holding pistols, they might not be timid, and they might even be able to squeeze out the courage to fight. But at this moment, what they are facing is basically a group of special operations elites with a large size, even if they are to carry out anti-terrorism missions, they are no problem.
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It was simply a one-sided massacre!
"Put the gun down!"
The heavily armed special operations elite shouted in a deep voice. The voice is as deep as a tiger, extremely majestic.
"Let's let it go, let's let it go -"
People gradually put down their weapons and did not dare to resist.
Just when everyone put down the pistols in their hands, and Li Mubai turned pale and sat helplessly on the sofa, Zhao Qingyun suddenly raised his arm high, then pressed it down hard, and said indifferently: "Kill."
Chuchuchu!
Chug tug tug!
Intensive gunshots and screams intertwined into demonic sounds, and in an instant, the originally smooth and mirror-like living room became a river of blood. Corpses with missing arms and legs lay in a pool of blood. No sound.
Unlike the scene in the movie, a real submachine gun hits a living person with flesh and blood. After a few shots, it doesn't just leave a few bullet holes in the body. Instead, it was a large area of destruction, like being blown away by a bomb, with internal organs flowing everywhere. Even - he was shot in the head with a submachine gun, and half of his head was lost. It doesn't leave an artistically processed blood hole at all.
Looking at this hellish scene in front of them, even the well-informed Zhao family elders felt their stomachs turning and wanted to vomit.
How many of these old guys who have managed to get to where they are today have never killed anyone or committed murder or arson? But when they killed people, especially in the early years, they usually stabbed them with knives, or at most they killed with less powerful guns. The purpose of killing is the same, but the effects and visuals are completely different.
Where the hell is murder
It's just massacre! Crazy and devastating massacre!
Snap.
Zhao Qingyun silently lit a cigarette and stared calmly at the completely dejected Li Mubai. An inhumane sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "Li Mubai, I just heard you shouting in the room that I, Zhao Qingyun, am not your opponent? You don't take me seriously at all? Do you?"
When Li Mubai heard this, he looked panicked and said, "I - I didn't say anything."
After all, Li Mubai is not Chen Chong. He is ambitious and courageous, but he is definitely not as brave as Chen Chong. Chen Chong dared to tie his head to his waist and charge into battle, whether it was for the Zhao family or himself, but Li Mubai did not dare and would not do it. So he became the Zhao family's military advisor and their think tank. The decisive reason was that he did not have enough courage to charge into battle.
In this world, if you can associate with a brave or clever person, you can basically stand out and shine. There are not many brave and resourceful people.
Li Mubai didn't want to die, so he gave in. He surrendered to Zhao Qingyun, who was once looked down upon by him.
"I lost." Li Mubai said in a tone close to pleading.
"Are you asking me to let you go?" Zhao Qingyun asked condescendingly.
"Yes -" Li Mubai requested. "Please let me go."
"Kneel down." Zhao Qingyun said indifferently.
thump.
Li Mubai did not hesitate, knelt on the ground, and begged Zhao Qingyun: "Please let me go. From now on, I will never step foot into the Zhao family again."
"I forgive you verbally." Zhao Qingyun reached back and pulled out the pistol from the waist of one of his followers. The powerful Desert Eagle.
The huge muzzle of the gun was pointed at Li Mubai's head, and Zhao Qingyun said expressionlessly: "But you still have to die."
"No!" Shen Manjun exclaimed. "Qingyun, don't kill him!"
boom!
Zhao Qingyun pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The bullet shot out of the barrel and blew out Li Mubai's head, leaving him unrecognizable.
At this moment, no one can stop Zhao Qingyun, not even Shen Manjun, who has been obedient since he was a child.
Li Mubai fell into a pool of blood. The head was completely blown open, and red and white flesh poured out from the huge gap. Shen Manjun, whose stomach was already churning after experiencing the scene of a river of blood, was so irritated that she vomited on the spot. Her delicate body trembled.