The guard posts in the direction of the entrance of the valley were all facing the outside, and there was no defense at all. Wang Jian led people to touch them quietly, and before they got close, Zhang Feng swaggered into the door.
In the sentry box next to the gate, two people walked out to follow Zhang Feng, and some people walked out in the green belt on both sides of the gate.
"The sect master, you are still great, breakthroughs positively, there is no sound!"
Wang Jian stepped forward quickly, admiring him sincerely.
Zhang Feng nodded and said coldly: "Go ahead, don't waste time!"
"Yes!"
Wang Jian arched his hands and clasped his fists, then waved his hand, and rushed to the dormitory area with people.
Five minutes later, the screams resounded through the valley.
The hidden warriors of the Su family in the valley finally discovered the dark night gate disciple led by Zhang Feng, and the battle began.
The lowest of the people brought by Zhang Feng were sixth-rank martial artists, while most of the Su family were second- and third-rank martial artists. They weren't the opponents of the dark night gate at all. Few people who could resist one move were quick and miserable. The calls sounded one after another.
"Who, please sign up!"
Sun Zhen held a big knife, gathered a dozen people, and roared in the lead.
"Zhang Feng!"
In the shadow of the moonlight, Zhang Feng walked out, standing with his hands held in hand, his expression cold, honest and gentle, completely gone.
"You... it's you!"
Just like his name, Sun Zhen was shocked.
He looked back at the person who followed him out of the dormitory area, cruelly, and roared: "Brothers, remember this person's name. His name is Zhang Feng. If he can't rush out, he will be cruel. Sue him!"
"rush out!"
More than a dozen people launched a desperate charge.
Although they were all raised thugs and killers who worked for the money, at this moment, the aura that broke out was full of determination.
Zhang Feng looked at them faintly, with no intention of doing anything.
Before Sun Zhen and the others rushed forward, one after another black shadows rushed out from the surroundings.
In a mere minute, these people all fell to the ground, and only Sun Zhen was left standing there stubbornly with a knife on the ground.
But he had a blood stain on the corner of his mouth.
"Zhang Feng, you are declaring war on the Su family!" Sun Zhen spit out blood and roared angrily.
Zhang Feng
His face was indifferent, and he said lightly: "Su Family, in my eyes, it looks like an ant!"
The tone is light, but full of domineering.
When Wang Jian and others heard this, they all raised their chests and shouted in unison: "The Su family is just like an ant!"
Sun Zhen fiercely spouted a mouthful of blood, and then fell back. He looked at the stars in the night sky, and his eyes gradually became godless.
To death, he didn't even close his eyes.
"The sect master, there are forty-eight people from the Su Family in the valley, and there is no one to survive!" Wang Jian stepped up and said respectfully.
Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Leave the mess to the Su family to deal with it. By the way, give them a letter so they won't find a revenge object!"
After speaking, he turned around and left.
Wang Jian and the others immediately followed, and the group returned to the place where they met before, took their own cars, and returned to the city.
At three o'clock in the morning that day, at the gate of Villa No. 1, after a "swish", a long arrow was nailed to the cement wall next to the guard.
The bodyguard was so scared that he almost urinated his pants and found a letter on the arrow. He hurriedly pulled out the arrow, holding the arrow and the letter, and sent it to the captain of the bodyguard together.
The captain of the bodyguard opened the letter and looked at it. He was so panicked that he didn't even bother to pick up his clothes. Wearing big pants, he ran to knock on Uncle Long's door.
"What's the matter?" Uncle Long's expression was very bad, and anyone who was woken up at 3:30 in the morning would feel like getting up.
"Uncle Long, something has happened, over the training base... over there..." The bodyguard captain was nervously speechless, and simply handed the letter to Uncle Long with both hands.
Uncle Long frowned and glanced at the letter paper, his eyes widened in an instant, shivering, and the letter paper fell to the ground.
I saw a paragraph written in neat lower letters on the letter paper:
Coming and not going to be indecent, the forty-eight warriors secretly raised by the Su family, forty-eight lives, we, take it away!
There is no signature.
"Uncle Long, what's the matter with you?" The captain of the bodyguard hurriedly supported Uncle Long.
Uncle Long shook his head, went back to the house with a pale face, took his cell phone, and dialed Su Qidong's number.
"It's so late... Uncle Long, has something happened?"
The phone connected, Su Qidong asked.
He did not live in the training base and escaped a disaster.
"You, go to the training base immediately, take a look at the situation, and report to me right away, right away, right away!" Uncle Long said solemnly, the anger in his tone was about to be suppressed.
Can't help it.
Su Qidong heard Uncle Long's anger, he put on his clothes hurriedly, and drove to the training base for the first time.
He noticed an abnormality at the gate, and no one was watching the door.
When he arrived at the basketball court downstairs in the dormitory, he was even more stunned by the scene before him.
On the basketball court, there were very corpses twisted and twisted. There was blood everywhere. The upper floor of the dormitory was even more miserable. There were corpses everywhere, blood everywhere...
"Oh my God, what happened here...?"
Su Qidong sat slumped on the ground in fright, and took five minutes to relax. He called to report to Uncle Long on the training base.
Uncle Long also slumped on the ground and was quickly helped up.
"The Su family spent twenty years of accumulated strength, and overnight, it was gone... Twenty years of hard work were in vain!"
Uncle Long murmured, he couldn't figure out who Zhang Feng was, and where the power could destroy the power accumulated by the Su family for twenty years.
Not daring to delay, he personally knocked on the door of the house.
The one who opened the door was a young woman in pajamas. During the day, she would wear a maid costume. Uncle Long was too lazy to take care of her. He walked quickly to the door of the back room bedroom, bowed and said, "Patriarch, something has happened. The training base was destroyed by Zhang Feng. Up!"
After speaking, both hands sealed the arrow and letter found by the bodyguard.
Su Yuntian, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up, his face turned pale, and his trembling hands pointed at what was in Uncle Long's hand.
Uncle Long delivered the letter and whispered: "The letter delivered by the other party with an arrow is an old method. I guess that Zhang Feng may be an important disciple of a certain school..."
"Puff..."
Su Yuntian squirted out a violent mouthful of blood, and fell on the bed with his head up.
Uncle Long was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly pressed the button on the bedside to call the doctor...
Zhiji's personal doctor stationed in Su's house quickly rushed to Su Yuntian, and after a preliminary examination, he diagnosed that the stomach meridian was ruptured, that is, stomach bleeding.
The doctor gave him an emergency injection of blood coagulation medicine, and finally saved his old life.
"Along, go, go and convene the heads of the houses, I want to hold a family meeting immediately!" Su Yuntian said with a sallow face, and said forcefully.
Uncle Long knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't dare to persuade him, so he immediately gave an order, and soon gathered the heads of the houses of the Su family in the large living room...
(End of this chapter)