Shang Wenqing rushed into the elevator, in front of the moment of a sharp cut, every knife, the blood in the body will be a little hot, every heat point, one person died of death.

For a time, the entire elevator in a commotion, flesh and blood flew, cut the last person, Shang Wenqing kicked a cut head, pressed the elevator 65th floor, yes, the layer of killing is too slow, he decided to go to the first level of the green dragon gang boss in the hand, then not afraid of these gang members do not come to themselves.

The elevator went straight, stopped on the 35th floor, after the elevator door was opened, from the outside into a strong man, the strong man saw the moment of Shang Wenqing shouted, this bloodthirsty demon scared him to run, but he had not yet run out of a step on the heavy fall on the ground, back to God, one of his legs has been cut off by Shang Wenqing, watching Shang Wenqing slowly approach himself, he really regrets why this time does not sleep, but also how good.

He walked in front of him, a knife, and added another life under the knife.

Returning to the elevator, Shang Wenqing continued to go up, this time no one disturbed, directly to the 65th floor, after the elevator door was opened, Shang Wen cleared out of the elevator, a long aisle, his footsteps sounded like a low roar of a beast, "whutter".

After the corner, more than a dozen strong men with their upper body, each holding a samurai sword guarded outside, their postures are different, their eyes are fierce, and the tattoos on their bodies are even more embarrassing.

Shang Wenqing did not hide, there is no place to hide, these people in front of them, do not need to assassinate, the front directly passed.

“Are you an intruder?”One of the guards came forward, he may not be the strongest of the guards, but must be the most experienced, looking at a few scratches on his body, a knife in the corner of his eye, must be a young dragon gang old-level hitter.

Shang Wenqing dragged the steel knife up, without saying a word, because behind this door, it is the bedroom of the Qinglong gang, as long as he kills him, everything will become much simpler.

At this point, a guard on the right picked up the walkie-talkie, "the man has been found, on the 65th floor, all the brothers come up quickly."

"Come up, just this little boy, what is so many people, I am enough alone," the thin one of the guards went out, his samurai sword slightly longer than the others, the knife is very thin.

"Or be careful, you can attack here directly, and his blood, feel the strength is not weak, we are still better together."

"Coward, when have you become so swung," the thin guard waved too much, and quickly attacked.

Shang Wen clearly saw that this person's strength was indeed much more powerful than others, and it was only in his eyes that he was still vulnerable.

I saw that Shang Wenqing also met up in the same front, saw the samurai sword he cut down, quickly ran the moment, controlled the body, flipped 180 degrees on the side, and the steel knife in his hand was also changed from the right hand to the left hand, and smeared a handful around his neck.

Just a trick, there was another head under his feet, and Shang Wenqing kicked his head in the middle of the guard, "Good Chinese, what kind of knife for the East Asians."

“One stroke!”The guard quarreled again, "What can the strength of the skinny one among us be?"

“Eighth, the ranking after we finished yesterday.”

"Eighth, the strength is medium, and it is solved by the knife of the boy?"

"Brothers, let's go together," said the guard who stood in front, picking up the samurai sword and pressing his heart, "I am afraid it is not a good thing to meet this time."

Shang Wenqing's eyes were scarlet, indifferent to everything, the steel knife was raised, leaving a line of blood on the ground.

The guards were facing the enemy for the first time, and in this peaceful green dragon gang, they felt the coming of death.

Dozens of guards rushed, samurai swords strewing across the sky and split from the eyes of Shang Wenqing.

Looking at a clear samurai sword, dancing in front of him, anyone will be shocked, but Shan Wenqing did not, a steel knife in front of the eyes, a trick will block a few waving knives, then rushed forward, into a person's arms, steel knife in front of a few people's arms, piercing everyone's chest.

After the first few people fell, the guards behind them were too late to react, and Shang Wenqing attacked again.

A machete instantly results in the rear guards, and these pretentious guards do not even have the opportunity to fight back.

Shang Wenqing saw everyone fall down, he slowly walked forward and walked to the room of the Qinglong Gang boss, "I remember when the boss's name came when he was in the monitoring room before?"I just don't know if this item and the feather are the same."

Take out the general room card, Shang Wenqing brushed the door, but this time did not open the door like before, think of it is also, how can a guard monitor have a gang boss's room door card, Shang Wenqing put the door card away, turn around to kick the door open, but then, behind the elevator stopped the sound.

The elevator stopped, that is to say, someone came up, Shang Wenqing stopped his feet, and walked back.

Back in the corridor, before turning, there were two people rushing out of the corner, but even the appearance of Shang Wenqing did not see clearly, and it was Shang Wenqing's throat.

Shang Wenqing's machete has been somewhat blunt, after all, cutting so many people, no matter how good the knife can not be blunt.

He seemed to have no feeling, looking at the people who came down from the elevator, looked at all the eyes indifferently, looked at everyone out of the elevator, holding the knife, and then greeted them.

One man, one man, one life, is as simple as eating tea in the eyes of Shang Wenqing.

And the elevator is constantly rushed out of more people, Shang Wenqing blocked them in the elevator door, a knife and a knife to kill, thanks to the strict control of guns in Huaxia, for the big green dragon gang, per capita a machete, live the most primitive melee of war to kill, if they each have an AK, Shang Wenqing is afraid not to come so hard.

Soon, the 65th floor elevator door has been blooded into the river, blood down the gap in front of the elevator, from the 65th floor constantly seep down, see this scene, the gang personnel not only did not escape, but constantly surge, and because of the elevator tension, finally some people no longer hold the elevator, from the side of the stairs climbed up.

When these people went up the stairs, the ground was already covered with countless broken arms, blood like water, and constantly rising, to their feet, forming a rapid flow of water, and in the midst of this corpse, a demon stained with blood was constantly harvesting the lives of others.