Tang Xiaobao blew his fist, feeling very proud.

Fei Biao was speechless.

Tang Xiaobao turned around and walked towards the elevator.

He came to save Liu Qingqing. Although he couldn't help but pretend to be cool for a while, he didn't forget the most important thing.

Fei Biao finally calmed down, took out his cell phone, called Master Lei, groaned and said: "Master Lei, we can't stop him, he's coming up, run away."

After saying that, he fainted immediately.

At this time, Tang Xiaobao had already taken the elevator to the third floor.

Standing outside the door of Room 301, he did not open the door immediately and went in, but took a look with his clairvoyant eyes.

In the room, Shi Lei was sitting on the sofa, holding a gun in his hand. Behind him stood three beauties in see-through clothing, each of them so tender that they could squeeze out water. In front of him, stood four gold medalists.

The thugs all held Japanese swords in their hands. On the left side of the door, there was a bald man, probably in his thirties, hiding. Right in front of the door, behind the door, was a small man, looking out through the peephole.

Bang!

Tang Xiaobao kicked the entire door panel down.

The little young man was hit directly by the wooden board and fainted.

The three beauties let out a scream.

Teleport.

Tang Xiaobao suddenly appeared behind the bald man on the left, grabbed the other man's neck, and slammed him against the wall four times.

The bald man fell to the ground, his forehead dripping with blood, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

But the four Japanese swords struck at him together.

These are the four gold medal fighters under Master Lei.

Unfortunately, for Tang Xiaobao, they were simply too weak to watch.

Tang Xiaobao grabbed a Japanese sword, slashed it with one blow, and then pulled it.

A bloody gash appeared on the wrists of three of them, and then, three hands were severed at the wrists.

Dang Dang Dang!
Chapter completed!