That kind of nightclub is a membership-only place and not a place that anyone can enter. Therefore, Zhang Heng did not choose to enter through the main entrance. He continued walking for dozens of meters and finally found a narrow alley beside the road.
Zhang Heng walked along the alley and walked about forty or fifty meters. His sight soon widened. He saw a slightly wider alley. According to the layout of the nightclub, there must be a nightclub in this quiet alley. Backdoors exist.
Zhang Heng walked back along the alley, and sure enough, he soon saw the back door of the nightclub. It was a dark iron door with a large number of rivets inlaid on it, but there was no handle to open the door. There was only one The camera flashed red light intermittently in the darkness, like the eyes of an evil spirit.
Compared to the splendid front entrance, the desolate scene at the back entrance is like two worlds away. Drunk vomit can be seen everywhere, and there are several smelly trash cans.
Zhang Heng did not hesitate, walked up and knocked on the iron door. The dull knocking sound echoed in the empty alley, full of weirdness and dead silence. Within a few seconds, the sound of footsteps came from far away from the door. As he got closer, the iron door opened with a creak, and a black muzzle protruded from inside.
"Who are you looking for?" A cold voice came from inside the iron door.
"Andre," Zhang Heng replied calmly, "I'm looking for Andre Irving."
The person behind the door was obviously stunned, and subconsciously wanted to close the iron door, "You are looking for the wrong one, we don't have..."
Before he finished speaking, his figure seemed to be hit by a cannon, rolled and flew out, and hit the wall behind him hard!
boom!
There was a dull crashing sound, and the bones in the man's body were broken into countless joints, and he was too dead to die.
Zhang Heng silently opened the iron door. His mental power has far exceeded ordinary people's imagination. It is easy to blast a person away, but the penetration of mental power is not strong. Therefore, he must wait until the opponent opens the door first before he can attack. other side.
At this time, Zhang Heng walked in with an indifferent expression, as if he had done a trivial thing, and gently stepped over the other party's body.
But at the same time, another black man walked over from next door carelessly, muttering as he walked, "Anselm, what are you doing? What was that sound just now..." Before he could finish speaking, he happened to see Zhang Heng. Walking into the door, he couldn't help but blink, looked at Anselm who was almost turned into mud on the ground, and then looked at Zhang Heng, and then took out his pistol as if he had just woken up from a dream!
But it was already too late. He suddenly felt a strong force coming from his neck, and his whole body was lifted up by invisible force!
"Where is Andre Irving?" Zhang Heng asked calmly as he walked towards him, without any emotion in his voice.
"It's, it's none of my business, it's none of my business, I just..." Before he could finish, there was a sudden click, and his neck turned 360 degrees, and his spine, trachea and esophagus were all twisted. Meat! Losing control of his brain, his limbs twitched desperately like a person before death...
boom! The still warm body fell to the ground, but the black man's brain had not yet lost consciousness. His eyes were still open, filled with disbelief.
Zhang Heng walked in the direction in which the other party came. Suddenly, a long corridor came into view. Not only that, there were more than a dozen people lying on the ground in the corridor!
These people were male and female, black and white. They had their eyes open dully, leaning against the wall unconsciously, saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths. Even if Zhang Heng walked past them, there was no reaction, only needles on the ground. Marking what they did before.
This is the backstage of the nightclub. Those who come to buy drugs will take one here if they can't wait, and then have a few hours of happiness. The meaning of their lives has been completely taken over by drugs.
Walking out of this alley, Zhang Heng could already hear the deafening sound of heavy metal music in front of him. That was the front hall of the nightclub, but Zhang Heng's goal was not there. He turned his head and walked towards the stairs leading upstairs. .
I don’t know if the security guard in charge of monitoring has deserted. Until now, no one has noticed Zhang Heng as an uninvited guest. It was not until Zhang Heng went to the second floor that two men in black suits stared at him blankly.
"There is an intruder at the back door of the nightclub! The other party has already gone up to the second floor!" At this moment, a warning sound came from the two people's headsets. They were frightened and hurriedly took out their guns and pointed them at the stairs, but there was No one is here anymore!
"What's going on? Jim, did you see it just now?" The older security guard couldn't help but frown. He still stared at the stairs vigilantly, but did not wait for the expected answer from his companion.
"Jim?" The security guard couldn't help turning his head, only to see his companion clutching his throat, and strings of blood kept spraying out from his throat!
A flash of panic flashed in the security guard's eyes, and he was about to open his mouth and scream, but a black military thorn suddenly penetrated the back of his head and emerged from his mouth at the same time!
The security guard showed a look of disbelief. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't scream no matter what. The sharp black military thorn only pierced it for a moment and then pulled it back. The security guard didn't feel any pain, he only felt countless warmth. Liquid poured out of his mouth like a floodgate. The military thorn severed his brainstem. He could only collapse to the ground with all his limbs. Before losing consciousness, he could still see that his companion whose artery had been cut was also with him. fell down...
However, the other party seemed to have discovered from the surveillance that there was an intruder. Zhang Heng only heard bursts of noisy sounds coming from the rooms on both sides of the second floor. Dozens of black-clad security guards poured out of the rooms on both sides one after another. !
"It's him!" exclaimed from the crowd. These people raised their guns almost at the same time and pulled the trigger without thinking!
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang!"
Bursts of violent gunshots were heard, and Zhang Heng raised his hand gently. Suddenly everyone only saw Zhang Heng standing there expressionless, while flowers of blood appeared on the bodies of the people who shot at Zhang Heng. He fell to the ground, and blood immediately covered the ground!
A flash of horror flashed in the eyes of the remaining people. One of them still didn't believe in evil. He aimed at Zhang Heng's head and pulled the trigger hard. He heard a bang and felt the whole world suddenly shake. Suddenly the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and he was completely lost. consciousness!
Others could see clearly that the bullet seemed to rebound when it was shot in front of Zhang Heng. It changed direction in an instant and rebounded directly to the head of the shooter, destroying his own brain in an instant!
In the blink of an eye, there were only three people left among the forty or fifty people. The eyes of these three people showed unbelievable horror. They wanted to run away, but everyone's neck suddenly felt pain, and the three heads turned three hundred times at the same time. Sixty degrees, too dead to die.
After dealing with the people on the second floor, Zhang Heng walked towards the third floor again. The third floor was the highest floor. Unless he jumped off the building, there would be no place for Andre to escape.
"Are you here to kill me?" But as soon as he reached the third floor, Zhang Heng saw a European man standing at the door with a gloomy face, and behind him, there were two bodyguards. However, although these two bodyguards tried their best He remained calm, but still couldn't stop the panic in his eyes.
The photo on the computer in Zhang Heng's memory quickly overlapped with this person, and their appearances were constantly compared. Zhang Heng immediately discovered that this person was indeed the person in the photo.
"Wait, please let me finish first. I have a son. I hope you can let him go..." Andre gritted his teeth and said, trying to push a twelve or thirteen-year-old child next to him in front of Zhang Heng, but his words still failed. Before he finished speaking, Zhang Heng's military thorn was embedded in his forehead.
"Dad!" The child screamed. He looked at Zhang Heng with hatred in his eyes, suddenly pulled the thread on his body, and with a "Ah" sound, he was about to rush towards Zhang Heng!
A sneer flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, and as soon as he narrowed his eyes, the child and the remaining two bodyguards were blasted out, slamming into the wall at the end of the corridor!
The next second, there was just a boom, and violent vibrations were heard throughout the building. The explosive bag on the child exploded directly, and a big hole was blown out of the wall at the end of the corridor!
That boy was a suicide bomber!
At this time, the guests in the nightclub felt something. The crowd burst into screams, fell into complete chaos, and fled the nightclub like a swarm of swarms...