Let’s talk about Sheng Yunfei, he led people into the back door. The back door was not big and the location was very remote. It was inside a dirty and messy little heel. The ground was uneven and covered with stinky water. He covered his nose while cursing the place. He finally came to the back door and was about to enter when he was about to enter, but there was a person standing behind the door, which scared him. This man was of medium talent and ordinary appearance, and he was the friend he mentioned. Sheng Yunfei breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and asked: Mission, why are you standing here?

This man's name is Sun Ming, and his family is ranked third. People who know him call him a mistress. Sun Ming smiled and said, "I'm afraid you can't find it and delay big things. I'd better take you to go there. What is a friend? This is called a friend! Sheng Yunfei sighed in his heart, patted his shoulder, and said gratefully: It's too dangerous for you to go with me. Isn't it just on the third floor, I'll just take someone up! Sun Ming shook his head and said, "Don't waste time, go with me!" After that, he turned around and walked inside. Sheng Yunfei sighed and hurriedly caught up with him, saying, "As soon as this matter is done, you come and have yours. If there are brothers in the future, you will have yours."

Sun Ming smiled indifferently and did not speak. The group of people turned around and looked at the corners to find the stairs under Sun Ming's guidance. This was a spare stairs. They were not often used at first, and there was a lot of dust inside. When they arrived at the second floor, Sun Ming stopped and said: Let's go to the second floor to get rid of their subordinates, so it is more convenient to do things.

Sheng Yunfei felt it was reasonable and asked: How many subordinates does He Cheng have on the second floor? Sun Ming replied: Not many, there are only four or five people. Oh! Sheng Yunfei nodded with confidence and said: Then I can just take a dozen people with him. As he said that, he selected ten subordinates to accompany him, and the others were waiting here. Sun Ming led Sheng Yunfei and others into the corridor on the second floor. There was no one. Sheng Yunfei was stunned and looked at Sun Ming in confusion. The latter smiled: They are having fun in the room in the future! As he said that, he smiled at Sheng Yunfei. Sheng Yunfei understood what he meant, and smiled and said: Then I will let them have fun! As he spoke, he took out his gun.

Sun Ming pointed to a black door inside and said: They are in that room! OK! Sheng Yunfei rushed over first, took a deep breath, and turned around and asked: Are they only four or five people? Sun Ming said seriously: It's impossible to be wrong, I saw it with my own eyes!

Sheng Yunfei no longer hesitated, raised his foot and kicked the door open, rushed in, shouting loudly: If you want to survive, just let me be honest... He couldn't say anything behind, and opened his mouth, and was stunned. The door of the room was big, and it was even bigger. There were at least 45 people, with at least 40 or 50 people in it, with swords and guns in his hands, and hundreds of murderous gazes were staring at him. There was a man sitting in the middle, in his forties, with his hair shaved, and a scar passed through his eyebrows and eyes. This person was He Cheng. Sheng Yunfei was stupid, stupid, and it took him a while to react. This was a trap. He turned his eyes to Sun Ming, and at this time he came to Sheng Yunfei, took off the gun in his hand, and sneered: You have known me for a long time. You should know me not a capricious villain, and you will not do anything to betrayal!

Sheng Yunfei said mutely: I did read you wrong. His intestines are almost regretful, but it is useless. What he is worried about is Hong Yun. Since he is a trap, the boss is in danger now. He is not able to bear it because he is not sure about others. But he doesn't even have the chance to regret it. At this time, Sun Ming said ruthlessly: Although we are friends, in the world, the enemy is the enemy! After that, a dagger fell out of his sleeve and stabbed into Sheng Yunfei's heart.

Gu Lian Sheng Yunfei didn't even scream, and died in a daze under his trusted friend's hands. The ten people he brought were surrounded by layers of people, and dozens of guns were pointed at their heads. He Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and said to Sun Ming: You have made a contribution this time. If the plan goes well, you will soon be on par with me!

Sun Ming hurriedly said: Nothing is said, it’s all because of the fact that Brother He cultivates his younger brother. He Cheng smiled up and said: Very good! I like smart people the most!

When Hong Yun went up the third floor, he found that there was no sign of He Cheng here. He was not stupid. He immediately understood and was not good. He shouted in his heart. He hurriedly said: This is a trap. Everyone should retreat quickly! Retreat! Where to retreat, it is easy to get out. At least hundreds of people downstairs were holding swords and killing them up. Both sides fought each other in the stairwell, and immediately fought with swords and guns, and started a bloody battle. The white sword light was flashing, and the red blood was flowing. More than a hundred people squeezed into the narrow space without any space to hide. Once the knife was down, there was always a flash of blood, followed by screams. At this time, the more crowded side showed their advantage, one fell to the ground, and several people came up from behind to supplement him.

The position. The swords were swung together, and Hong Yun brought several people with blood strips. They were indeed the elites under Hong Yun's command. They fought extremely fiercely. Although they were several swords, blood flowed like pillars, and they could still slash at each other. One person's stomach was stabbed by several people, with holes on it, and red and white intestines flowed out of his body. The man covered his hand with his face without fear, waved his hand and slashed the man's neck opposite him. This knife cut the man's neck half through, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time. Many people on both sides fell to the ground. Before they could get up, the people behind both sides had already stepped on their bodies and continued to rush forward. There were countless people who were trampled to death.

He hooked the blood flowing from his brothers and fell to the ground and was still twitching. Hong Yun was like a knife to cut his heart. These people had been through life and death with him, but today they died in the trap of others. He couldn't tell whether they were sad or angry. He red eyes, roared and pulled the gun to the other party. A few bullets were shot in a short time. He threw the gun in his hand, pulled out the hidden knife, and rushed over like crazy. Hong Yun was not simple. His skills were proportional to his appearance. He slashed down with one knife, and his momentum was like a thousand pounds. The blockers were all broken and broken, and no one could compete with him. Seeing that the boss was so brave, the brothers below were even more crazy, and his blood was so hot that the other party slashed with one knife, and he would not dodge or dodge, and he would strike at the other party with one knife. This kind of lifeless fighting was terrifying. He Cheng's hundreds of men retreated, but not more than ten people had retreated.

Gancheng retreated, and Hong Yun had a little more people. Only six of his thirty elites were left, and he was covered in color. He felt ache in his heart, tears almost fell out, and he gritted his teeth and said loudly: Brothers, fight out with me, and he will definitely seek revenge on him He Cheng in the future! As soon as he finished speaking, more than a hundred people rushed upstairs, waving steel knives in his hands, shouting, his eyes were red, and each one was like a wolf or a tiger. He Cheng shouted: Kill! He rushed up first, facing the hundred people, but his momentum was still not inferior. With a steel knives, the two people who rushed to the front instantly were picked open, and blood sprayed Hong Yun's face. The black and purple face and blood were very scary.

Someone from the sincere subordinate knew him, but someone shouted: He was Hong Yun. The boss said that he would kill him for 500,000 yuan and be promoted to two levels! One sentence made the courageous but the person in his heart full of strength, and made the brave people crazy. Hundreds of people shouted loudly, and Hong Yun rushed over. Hong Yun smiled coldly and said boldly: Come on if you don’t have life! The steel knife in his hand was flying, and it was full of sharp edges. In just a short while, more than ten people were injured in his hands.

Haiyun was like the god of war in ancient times, blocking the stairs. Although He Cheng had hundreds of people under him, he could not take a step forward. In the end, Hong Yun's sword was curled and wanted to change the knife, but the other party did not give this opportunity. At the same time, five people rushed to him and waved the knife to greet him. Hong Yun shouted loudly, looking for an opportunity while using the broken knife in his hand to deal with it. At this time, the five people slashed again. The man closest to him was a little slow to shoot. He would not miss this opportunity. He took action as fast as lightning, grabbed the man's throat, and went back to the area, and four knives slashed on the man at the same time. Hong Yun instantly took his knife down, spread his arm, and cut his knife horizontally, and the four people's chests bloomed.

Half an hour later, there were not many people standing in the stairwell. He Cheng's subordinates retreated again. This time more than twenty people went back. Hong Yun ordered another person, but there was no need to click this time. There was no one around him. No one of the thirty right-hand assistants could stand up. He sat on the stairs in despair, gasping heavily, and his hand holding the knife had become numb. Because of the loss of force, he kept shaking. For less than a minute, He Cheng's subordinates came up again. This time, the number of people was overwhelming, and he couldn't say that he could

How many people did it come out? Hong Yun sighed upwardly, unwilling to accept it. He was full of ambitions and extraordinary minds, but today he was going to die under other people's tricks. It doesn't matter if he dies, but the Hongmen's forces in Nanjing will be hit. How can he be worthy of the old man and how can he be worthy of the Beihongmen? He sighed again, stood up tremblingly, tore off a piece of clothing, tied a knife to his hand, and murmured: Hong Yun was ashamed of the old man, and died in battle today to repay the old man's kindness for his kindness.

At this time, a person walked upstairs, with no hair on his head and shining brightly. It was He Cheng. His eyes swept through the stairwell. There were blood flowing downwards, and blood dripping downwards. The ground was full of broken limbs and broken arms, and people were fainted with knife holes. As soon as he was recently, the smell of blood was thrilling. He took out a handkerchief to block his nose, looked at Hong Yun, and said with a smile: Brother Hong is still going to fight again?

Cheyong looked at him with his eyes spitting fire, and wanted to rush over and cut off his bald head with a knife. But he held back and said coldly: I ask you, where is Sheng Yunfei now?

He smiled sincerely and pointed at the sky without saying anything. Hong Yun understood what he meant, and felt ache in his heart. It seemed that Yunfei was dead and he did not betray me. After a long time, he regained his spirit and said loudly: He Cheng, ask your subordinates to come up and don’t persuade me to surrender. That would be a shame to me, if you are still a man!

He sighed and said: How many years have we fought in Nanjing? Hong Yun said: Four years. He Cheng said: Four years are not short, how many four years are there in life. Hong Yun said: Four years are indeed not short. He Cheng said: Actually, I admire you very much. He is brave and resourceful. We can only be friends. Hong Yun said: The way is different, and the road is different. Today I will not blame you, but I just resent myself and are eager to achieve success! He Cheng said: I am very strange. You have always been a cautious person, why did this time...

Hai Yun smiled and said, "I met someone, someone who can make my blood boil. I dare to bet with you that the Beihong Sect will not be released for five years in the future, and the Nanhong Sect will be able to destroy the Nanhong Sect." His eyes were confused and sighed: He is a person with this ability. I really want to fight with you. I really want to fight side by side with you!

Gancheng knew that Hong Yun would not exaggerate at this time, and he felt aroused in his heart and asked: Who is that person?

After cheering up, Hong Yun's face showed a red light, and he bounced his blade, and when he made a crisp sound, his body exuded a compelling momentum, saying: Why haven't you sent someone to fight me?

He was helpless and waved his hand to his subordinates. Everyone below could not bear it. When they saw the boss's gesture, they all raised their swords and rushed over.

Hai Yun originally wanted to use a trick to kill the other party's branch leader, and then drove Nanhongmen out of Nanjing in one go, but he was counter-argued by others. The strategy he thought was used by He Cheng on himself. It's a pity that Hong Yun was as smart as Hong Yun, and finally he was killed by someone.

In the battle of "Tianshui", Beihongmen suffered heavy troops and generals. The head of the hall, Hong Yun, was defeated by Sheng Yunfei, and both were killed. As soon as the head of the army died, the hearts of the people were in chaos, and the Nanjing branch was in chaos. Nanhongmen seemed to have been prepared. Hong Yun had just died, and hundreds of people under his command attacked the Beihongmen branch. After all, Beihongmen was a gang with strict organizational discipline. The gang members spontaneously fought to resist, but the number of the other party was too large, and the orders of his own side were not unified. He defeated the enemy and had not got a chance to breathe. The second wave came again, and just tried hard to repel the second wave, and the third wave of Nanhongmen came again. One wave after another, continuous. After the Beihongmen defeated the enemy's third wave, he was really unable to fight again, so he had to retreat and defeat. The Nanjing branch also fell into the hands of the Nanhongmen.

At this moment, Dong Xinlei arrived and roughly learned about the situation in Nanjing. He didn't feel anything when he heard the news of the fall of the branch. The things were done by people, and they could be taken back again! When he heard Hong Yun was killed in a trap, he was shocked. Hong Yun was very familiar with him. The old man often said that he was a talent in his sect with both courage and ability. Dong Xinlei had known him for not two or three years, and felt that this person was indeed like the old man said, but why was he so impulsive and fell into the other person's trick. He was not willing to die, but he caused his side to defeat one after another. The whole situation was passively beaten. Hong Yun's subordinates told Dong Xinlei that although Brother Hong died in battle, he made Nanhongmen pay a bloody price, and the death and injury were rising by hundreds of people. Dong Xinlei sighed after hearing this, shook his head and said bitterly: Even if more than a thousand people in Nanhongmen are not as good as Hong Yun!

(This is the punishment for impulse!)
Chapter completed!