BXBX NOVEL Chapter 407 You Don’t Have That One Minute
Chapter 407 You Don’t Have That One Minute
“We should help him.”
Yang Shiwen clutched her belly and laughed, “Jiaqi, if you don’t help him, we’ll beat him to death today.”
“That’s right. This stick in my hand is hungry for blood.” Xiaoxi said loudly, waving the chair leg.
In Dai Raoer’s eyes, Cheng Xiaoxi was a typical gangster girl. She covered her forehead with hands and said, “Gosh, Chen Guoran could number his days from now on.”
Peng Jiaqi pushed Chen Guoran down the stairs hurriedly.
When Chen Guoran got to the first floor, he was almost insane, and his body was swollen. He mumbled constantly, “Help me! Please help me! Send me to the hospital. Give me one more chance.”
“Horrible!”
“Is he Chen Guoran? What an idiot. Why pick on Yang’s Group?”
“Is treatment necessary for a man like him?”
As Chen Guoran got off the stairs, a crowd of security guards surrounded him. These strong men felt their blood freeze when they saw his terrible wounds.
Peng Jiaqi, who helped him through the stairs, had a fine layer of sweat breaking out on her forehead. Clapping her hands with a ridiculous sense of achievement, she said, “I think he could be given a chance. Call an ambulance.”
Under Peng Jiaqi’s request, the security guards removed him.
As they reached the back gate of Yang’s Group, the security guards had intended to leave him at the door.
The chilly wind sobered Chen Guoran. He sought for help hurriedly, “Brothers, please. Call me a taxi.”
Hiss!
The security guards rolled their eyes and turned around and left.
Only one warm-hearted young security guard stood still and asked quietly, “What can I get if I call a taxi for you?”
“I, I don’t have enough money. I... No, I have some. I have some money in my WeChat wallet. I’ll give you a big red pocket if you save me.” Chen Guoran pulled out his phone while saying.
The young security guard’s eyes lit up. He grabbed Chen Guoran’s phone and opened WeChat.
“F**k! You have ten thousand and fifty in your WeChat wallet!” The young security guard began to transfer money into his wallet. “Well, I’ll call you an ambulance. You go to the hospital yourself. I’ll have the ten thousand as my red pocket. The fifty left should be enough for your taxi.”
D*mn it!
Chen Guoran was at the edge of a blackout. But he calmed down soon and said to himself, “Luckily! I’ve got more than ten thousand in my Alipay. It should be enough for my treatment.”
“Wow! You have more in your Alipay!”
The security guard who just got his money in WeChat opened his Alipay account.
Chen Guoran cried out this time. Another ten thousand was transferred to the young security guard’s account.
“Well, you still have five hundred or so in your Alipay account. That should be enough for your medicine. And I called a taxi for you on WeChat by using Didi. Go to the hospital as soon as possible. You wouldn’t want to miss the time for your treatment.” The young security guard left happily with his money.
In the office of the chief executive in Yang’s group, people of the Engineering Department had come to deal with everything and planned to redecorate the room.
Old Qi and Old Ge were two dead bodies now. Old Maan sent them off in two garbage bags.
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“What the f*ck? Liu Feng, you have so many gunmen lay in wait? Didn’t you come alone?”
In the stairwell of the Park Hotel apartment building, Dui Nilu had already jumped to the eighth floor by this time. But two shocking blood holes appeared in his calf. This super master from Intia twisted his green face.
Although for a person who reached the level of Dui Nilu, all it took to recover was time. However, shooting through his calf would inevitably affect his mobility.
“Uh-huh! You brought so many masters just to kill me. Didn’t you expect me to bring some, too?” Liu Feng flew up and changed cartridge clip of the Dark Lord whose bullets were emptied. The Dark Lord reappeared in his hands.
Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof....
In the face of a master like Dui Nilu, Liu Feng didn’t intend to leave him with any chance. His moves were deadly.
“D*mn it. Do you think that you could kill me with just a few guns?” Dui Nilu patted the ground with both palms as a reaction and continued to rush upward.
Crack!
At the same time, the security door on the eighth floor was also kicked open from inside the corridor. The sharpshooter Xia Jingwei and Park Dongxia rushed in, leading a dozen people in black.
“Follow me. Remember that don’t treat your enemies with mercy.” Liu Feng continued to chase upward while ordering his underlings.
“Got it!”
Xia Jingwei and Park Dongxia responded at the same time and quickly followed.
From the time that Liu Feng entered the apartment building of the Park Hotel, he had been under attack. Now everything turned around. He was leading a group of gunmen, chasing down a super master.
“I, Dui Nilu·Ti, regret that I was so careless that I got shot on the calf. It put me down to a situation that I was hunted down by you small potatoes.” Dui Nilu yelled angrily as he ran upstairs.
“It’s useless to regret. I understand how strong you are. But in the facing of a strong team, you are nothing.”
Liu Feng said while chasing him, “I, Liu Feng, have always understood this principle since my rise. But you don’t. Now you see, your team matters.”
Dui Nilu continued to flee upward. However, he laughed out when he reached the ninth floor, “Little b*stard. You are right about that. My team matters. Why don’t you take a look at mine?”
As Dui Nilu spoke, three gunmen in bulletproof vests, pants, and even bulletproof helmets blocked the stairs.
The three all carried AK-47 Assault rifles in their hands. The dark holes were spewing out deadly fire tongues to Liu Feng who was downstairs.
Liu Feng hid behind the corner of the stairs as soon as they appeared.
“Boy, don’t you like to kill? Don’t you say your team is strong? Why don’t you come up!”
With dense gunfire and smoke, Dui Nilu yelled out, “You can’t come up? Give me one minute, and the gunshot wound on my leg will no longer affect me. I can guarantee you a painful death.”
“I’m sorry. But you don’t have that one minute!”
Liu Feng glanced back at Park Dongxia who ran to his back. He raised his index finger and pointed upwards towards the gap in the handrail of the stairs, “Get rid of them.”
“Deal!”
Park Dongxia nodded. A grenade with the fuse unplugged flew up the gap in the handrail.
Boom!
The grenade exploded outside the security door of the ninth floor. The huge impulse trembled the walls. A large amount of dust cracked out. This even made the platform and the entire staircase buzz.
Liu Feng, Xia Jingwei, and several masters of the Netherworld had to maintain balance by holding tight to a wall.
As for Park Dongxia who threw out his grenade, he was struck unconsciously, and his head was covered with dust and cement residue.
After the smoke cleared, Liu Feng looked up. The platform of the ninth floor cracked, even showing signs of collapse. The security door was blown up.
The three heavily-armed men had already been blasted into scums.
“Ha! I said that you don’t have that one minute!”
Liu Feng straightened his hips. As he flipped off the dust on his body, he walked up and shouted, “Hey, Dui Nilu, come out! If you haven’t died, stand up. Let’s have a one-to-one hit.”