Picking up their clothes, a group of people walked out of the box. Seeing Yang Zhao holding Ling Qingyu's waist and helping her walk, Zhou Tan walked up to Huadong and poked her and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation?"
With a light cough, Hua Dong whispered: "A family has a daughter, how many families are asking, no, Xiao Yu hasn't decided yet."
Oh~ Several people showed a clear look.
There were so many of them, they didn't take the elevator, but walked towards the spiral staircase. Yang Zhao looked at the shiny marble on the staircase, then at the high heels on Ling Qingyu's feet, and simply picked her up.
His calm demeanor surprised the people on one side. Qin Zihao turned his head to look at He Li. Seeing him and the other tall man walking leisurely behind without showing any displeasure, his heart suddenly became confused. what's the situation
As soon as I got down to the corner of the second floor, I saw the noise in the crowded hall below. Someone opened the way at the door, and a group of tall foreigners came in. They pushed their hands to the sides to push them away, and a blond foreign devil rushed in.
As soon as the foreign devil raised his head, he happened to see the person on the spiral staircase, and immediately his eyes widened and he shouted, "Hey, who the hell, let go of my little fish!"
"Carrot head?" Yang Zhao asked softly.
"Don't pay attention to him, let's go." Putting his head on Yang Zhao's shoulder, Ling Qingyu directly pretended to be dead.
"Hey! Don't go! Catch that gangster for me!" Robert yelled as he squeezed towards the stairs, and the bodyguards around him also rushed a few people towards the stairs under his orders.
The hall suddenly became chaotic.
With a bang, the lights in the entire disco flicked on, and then all went black with a swish, only some fluorescent sticks shone with a little bit of fluorescent light.
There were exclamations in the hall, and there were excited cries from young people. Some people shouted about the event, and some people laughed and shouted, hurry up if you want to steal a kiss.
At that moment, Yang Zhao hugged Ling Qingyu tightly and dodged away from the stairs and hid behind the wall of the corridor. He Li grabbed Hua Dong and pulled her back, and also dodged into the corridor.
"Come up." Zhao Yinfeng squatted at the stairs and said in a low voice, taking the hands that were handed over in the dark one by one, and leading them into the corridor.
The screams and frolics began to panic as the power outage got longer and longer, and some people who noticed something wrong started to yell.
With a bang, the lights flashed again, and suddenly the bright daylight made people's eyes go white. After the eyes got used to it, they found that there were many men in black with submachine guns standing along the hollow of the hall on the second floor. The few foreigners who entered the arena arrogantly have been knocked to the ground, and the blond one had his hands tied behind his back and was blocked in front of him. Beside him, there were also many men in black clothes holding guns, each of whom held him hostage. took a hostage.
Amidst the screams, the crowd automatically separated, leaving a space around those people.
"Let go of Mr. Robert!" shouted a boss-like man standing on the corner of the second floor protruding from the cornice.
"Come on, this man, we caught him first." The man holding Robert shouted.
"Ministry of National Security Cheng Cheng." After shaking hands with Liu Dong, the man in his early thirties said in a low voice, "Director Liu, I'll borrow it from you."
"Why didn't you bother us when you came here?" Liu Dong was very displeased, and asked, looking at the chaos outside.
"I'm sorry, it really happened suddenly." Cheng Cheng said, "We only found out today that several groups of people followed Robert into the country. We only found out about two hours ago that we wanted to come here."
"There are so many guns, I'm afraid it's not easy to handle, there are too many people below." Gao Minghua whispered.
"Hong Kong gangsters, New York gangsters, and even Italian gangsters are here, and you just found out?" Lin Zi, who scanned the bottom, smacked lightly, and said, "I think it's better for you not to do anything. Let's fight together, there are hundreds of people down here." Most importantly, my wife is still there!
"They'll fight if you don't make a move, damn it." Cheng Cheng cursed in a low voice.
What kind of luck am I, no, who is Robert messing with? Ling Qingyu and Huadong glanced at each other, and both of them thought about the land, couldn't they? It's not because of that, is it? Robert's family has a big business and a lot of trouble-making skills, maybe it's something else.
"Do you want to save him?" Yang Zhao asked in a low voice.
"what?"
Following the direction indicated by Yang Zhao, Ling Qingyu saw a figure on the third floor in the opposite corner. Although she couldn't see clearly without eyes, the figure was so familiar that she recognized it as Yan San at a glance.
"Yan San asked, do you want to save him?" Yang Zhao looked at Yan San's gesture and explained.
"So many guns." Ling Qingyu said coldly.
"We won't be able to get out unless we deal with them." Yang Zhao smiled lightly, then nodded to Yan San, making a gesture of thumbs down.
"I can't wait anymore." Cheng Cheng yelled, and suddenly dozens of people came out from the crowd below, sweeping wildly at the men in black on the second floor.
The gun was equipped with a silencer, and there was only a dull sound of puff puff. Several men in black standing on the second floor fell down, along with fragments of the shattered glass curtain.
The lamp in the corridor was also shot down, hitting Ling Qingyu right in front of her, causing her to scream in shock.
There was even more screaming in the hall. People were pushing and trying to run outside, but they were forced back by a burst of more intensive gunshots. The smart ones immediately rolled on the ground to find cover, or huddled together and squatted for cover. Under the tables, behind the pillars, under the bar counters, wherever you can hide, people are crowded.
After a burst of gunfire, there was no one standing in the hall except for the men in black with guns. The upstairs and downstairs were full of flames, and broken glass was flying all over the sky.
The gorgeous and extravagant lighting decorations, and the hanging ornaments in the suspended hall, shattered in the dense gunfire, and shone like a dream under the brilliant lights.
With the color of death.
"Zhao Yinfeng." Yang Zhao shouted, and sent Ling Qingyu into Zhao Yinfeng's broad arms, and then pulled out the long stick supporting the fortune tree from the flower bed beside him.
Zhao Yinfeng protected Ling Qingyu behind his body, gestured to the opposite side, and then said: "Q11, can this kind of person be killed?"
"This must be self-defense, right? This is a terrorist!" Before Ling Qingyu could speak, Huadong had already said softly.
There was the sound of running in the corridor, and several men in black hurried over with weapons.
Yang Zhao got up, swung his long stick, and swept his legs with a few beautiful rounds, without even the traces being seen clearly, those people had already fallen to the ground.
At the same time, four figures jumped down from the third floor, flashing lightly in everyone's eyes like smoke, and there were various screams from below.
With the screams, the hands of those holding weapons were cut off, or their arms were twisted off, the weapons fell to the ground, and the people rolled on the ground in pain.
"Who!" shouted the person who grabbed Robert. A knife had been slammed on the back of his neck, and then his fainted body was pulled over, and his hands were also treated in the same way.
In just a few breaths, and as if for a lifetime, the man in black had already collapsed on the floor in the hall.
Before the people on the second floor could react, they saw bright shadows streaking across the air, and a dozen silver arrows were nailed to their wrists, piercing the veins. The huge momentum made them unsteady and fell down from the second floor.
"Police!" Cheng Cheng yelled, raised his gun and rushed out, facing the person lying on the ground, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Police! Don't move!"
Dozens of plainclothes men rushed out from all around with guns in their hands, shouting, "Squat down, squat down quickly, don't move."
Ling Qingyu leaned out from behind Zhao Yinfeng and shouted loudly: "Don't hurt the police!"