Du Yuesheng’s fear flashed across his eyes.

However, he quietly took two steps back, and the two people who had been standing together just now suddenly widened the distance.

He was afraid of being implicated!

Huang Jinrong also saw Zhang Xiaolin draw his gun.

He wanted to stop him, but he was too far away.

For safety, he decided to move further away from Zhang Xiaolin. Huang Jinrong quietly shifted his feet.

Naturally, his doormen immediately filled the space between him and Zhang Xiaolin.

This not only ensured the master's safety, but also made the master's departure seem less abrupt.

The master was squeezed out, not voluntarily leaving.

Huang Jinrong could only see the muzzle of Zhang Xiaolin's gun flash.

The gunshot only came a while later.

At this time, the three tycoons were looking at the man who thought no one was above him.

If they could kill him like this, it would be the end of it all.

A thing that made the three tycoons unable to sleep happened: Lin Fan, who was clearly facing away from Zhang Xiaolin.

At the same time as the gunshot, his body swayed, and in this split second, his whole person had changed position.

The thug opposite him was shot in the head by Zhang Xiaolin.

What marksmanship!

Extremely accurate!

Zhang Xiaolin himself did not expect that at this time, pitting his teammates would be so miraculously accurate.

Might as well go all the way!

This was originally the standardized procedure for people in the martial world.

Zhang Xiaolin went crazy. After firing the first shot, there were only countless shots afterward.

He fired continuously.

Just now, people were only falling from upstairs. The guests on the bottom floor were already screaming, panicking, and running wildly, trying to be the first to rush out the door.

Now that gunshots had started upstairs, the guests downstairs were even more frightened, and they no longer cared about maintaining the last bit of etiquette!

At this time, it was more important to save their lives first. As for etiquette, they could always come back to it if they survived!

The Lin Fan who called himself the Dragon Head seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he no longer kicked people indiscriminately.

His footsteps moved, each step perfectly avoiding the bullets fired by Zhang Xiaolin.

In just a few steps, he squeezed into the crowd of people rushing up to chop him.

These thugs were also quite confused: the target was clearly right in front of them just now.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared beside them.

Unknowingly, they became his shields, bearing the brunt of the Sanse (Three Colors) Tycoon Zhang Xiaolin's rage.

At such a close distance, Zhang Xiaolin's marksmanship was still very commendable.

Thugs kept getting shot and falling to the ground on the third floor.

Every thug who fell on the third floor could prove that Zhang Xiaolin's reputation in Shanghai as someone who could fight and dared to kill was not in vain.

However, the more this was the case, the more angry Zhang Xiaolin became.

Everything in front of him made him feel that the damage he had suffered was not great, but the humiliation was extremely strong!

When Lin Fan rushed to the corner of the third floor, he even turned back to look at Zhang Xiaolin.

His eyes were cold, as if looking at a dead man.

This was a warning to Zhang Xiaolin!

Although he knew that the look was not directed at him, Du Yuesheng made a decision in the first moment: never go against this person!

At this time, he remembered what Lin Fan had said in the conference room: "In terms of jianghu (martial world) status, I am not as good as you.

Because I have never intended to be in the jianghu, the jianghu will only ever have legends about me.

When it comes to fighting and killing, I can come and go freely among the regular army of the devils (Japanese).

Not to mention you people."

It turned out that when he spoke, he was not boasting, he was being humble, too humble.

Du Yuesheng gave Wan Molin a look.

Wan Molin immediately understood. Huang Jinrong saw that some shrewd men in the theater were quietly retreating.

Retreating!

At this critical moment, when their brother needed support.

They completely hid, as if they did not exist.

This was an expression of the Du Mansion's people not wanting to wade into this muddy water.

Only by watching from the sidelines could they see clearly.

There was a kind of clarity that came from being an observer!

Huang Jinrong immediately understood: Du Yuesheng's attitude towards this matter tonight.

Little Du knows people!

Of course, Huang Jinrong knew that since this rising star was doing this.

Then there must be a reason for doing so.

What could this old man do?

What bad intentions could the old man have?

Of course, he could only follow suit.

He knew Little Du's abilities. Little Du's vision for recognizing people had never been wrong.

Since Little Du's men had made way, he could not wade into the muddy water either.

Du Yuesheng also saw that there were fewer thugs on the ground floor.

The thugs who had been rushing upstairs fearlessly disappeared as they rushed.

Du Yuesheng also understood: the boss had withdrawn his men!

At this time, the gunshots coming from outside became more urgent.

Ji Wudi had already squeezed in, but she was on the bottom floor, while Lin Fan was still on the third floor.

Women had always been reckless for their own people.

Lin Fan was definitely Ji Wudi's own person, whether Lin Fan admitted it or not!

Seeing Lin Fan trapped and being shot in the back!

Ji Wudi drew her gun and fired without hesitation.

Although her marksmanship was not very good, her momentum was not at all weak!

With two guns in hand, she had the world!

Both guns fired at Zhang Xiaolin.

Her random shots not only frightened Zhang Xiaolin, but also frightened Du Yuesheng, who was a few steps away from Zhang Xiaolin, and he turned around and left.

He retreated into the conference room.

Zhang Xiaolin's movements were no slower than his, and he followed closely into the conference room.

Zhang Xiaolin was able to fight and dared to charge, but that was when he was just starting out.

Now that he had achieved fame, it was not in line with his spirit to rush ahead in everything:

Retire after success! The world is mine!

Zhang Xiaolin had achieved success, but he could not retire from fame, so he could only hang around in Shanghai.

But he was also unwilling to exchange shots with a woman with terrible marksmanship. This was not an exchange of shots, this was gambling with his life!

Huang Jinrong looked at the girl who suddenly appeared on the ground floor, taking out two pistols and shooting randomly.

Without hesitation, he immediately retreated.

He would temporarily hand this place over to Zhang Xiaolin to fight with the Dragon Group!

The two guns forced back the man who had shot from behind, and Ji Wudi was greatly encouraged.

She wanted to fire at those who were besieging Lin Fan.

But she was still aware of her own marksmanship: she could hit the bullseye every time after shooting and then drawing a circle around it.

Drawing a circle and then shooting, one in a hundred!

Meaning that out of a hundred shots, not one hit.

However, Ji Wudi did not have a chance to stop.

Those of Zhang Xiaolin's subordinates who were originally on the bottom floor and could not squeeze upstairs discovered a new target.

They immediately swarmed up like butterflies chasing flowers.

When the theater started to become chaotic, Shang Yuegui, as a reporter, had seen this kind of situation before.

She also had plenty of experience!

She did not immediately rush to the door to squeeze out and escape.

Instead, she hid in a corner, nervously watching the battle on the third floor.

When she saw Zhang Xiaolin firing his gun, she was so frightened that she almost screamed.

Fortunately, Lin Fan dodged it.

Then, Shang Yuegui saw the girl who had been following Lin Fan closely running in nervously.

Her!

Hadn't she already run out just now?

At that time, Shang Yuegui despised her a little: women were unreliable, and they ran away when things happened.

That bad boy's vision was too poor. Shang Yuegui didn't even know why she was worried about that bad guy?

Now was the time to prove herself!

In Shang Yuegui's surprised eyes: Ji Wudi, with two guns in hand, shot at Zhang Xiaolin.

That person was one of the Sanse Tycoons!

What courage! Shang Yuegui had to admire her.

Next, she also became worried about this girl.

At least twenty people were rushing towards Ji Wudi.

Ji Wudi fired continuously at the people rushing towards her.

Her courage was commendable, and her marksmanship was gratifying!

Although it was refreshing to fire, only two or three people were hit.

When the bullets in both guns ran out at the same time, she started reloading.

Truly experienced people would not run out of bullets in both guns at the same time.

They would all leave two bullets in one gun for emergencies.

At this time, they would reload the other gun with a new magazine, so that they could maintain their continuous firepower.

It was obvious that Ji Wudi was still a novice in this regard and needed to learn.

Learning on the battlefield undoubtedly had the fastest learning progress.

Anyway, if she didn't learn well, it would be the end!

Seeing that the broadswords in the hands of these people were less than a meter away from Ji Wudi.

Shang Yuegui finally couldn't help but scream: this woman was too stubborn!

People's knives were right in front of her, but she didn't run or dodge, and she was still loading bullets in her hands.

Ji Wudi was invincible in her heart. She should have died on the night of the disaster in her home.

In these days, she had also had the thought of dying several times: if it weren't for Lin Fan.

She would have died long ago.

Facing the broadsword that was being slashed down, she didn't dodge at all! She didn't hide!

She just calmly and quickly loaded the bullets, cocked the pistol, and then fired at the person who was rushing the fastest.

At this time, her calmness surpassed ninety-nine percent of people.

Even the best gunmen would start to panic at this time.

Their movements would also become distorted. Only the most skilled gunmen could remain calm at this time.

Or there was another kind of person: people whose hearts were dead could also do this.

This time, Ji Wudi's marksmanship was accurate: a headshot.

The person's head exploded, and the blood splattered all over her body and face.

Ji Wudi didn't seem to feel anything. She just continued to fire at the people who were less than two meters away from her.

After Du Yuesheng walked into the conference room, he heard that there were no bullet heads shooting up from upstairs.

There was no sound of bullet heads colliding upstairs, so it seemed that the female gunman downstairs was being held up.

He quietly walked out again. Du Yuesheng was not alone.

A group of people accompanied him out.

He personally saw the girl's unhurried appearance.

He was shocked in his heart: with such subordinates, what kind of organization was this Dragon Group, that it was so strong.

As the most discerning person among the three tycoons.

Du Yuesheng knew that marksmanship could be practiced, and ability could be cultivated.

But nature was innate. This woman's calmness was really good material for a thug.

But this woman was going to fall here today.

After all, there were too many people in front of her, and they had already rushed close.

She couldn't escape!

Just as Du Yuesheng was thinking this, his eyelids suddenly twitched.

He saw the thugs surrounding the girl on the ground floor falling to the ground one after another.

At this time, the gunshots were transmitted upwards.

For a time, the gunshots rang out loudly.

More than a dozen people rushed in from outside, all of them with two guns.

They fired at those who were besieging the girl.

Du Yuesheng observed carefully: he saw these people rushing in.

They only fired at those who were besieging the girl.

Then their guns fired at those who were squeezing on the stairs.

These people rushing in did not indiscriminately kill!

This was very good!

Revenge had a head, and debt had an owner!

They only fired at those who attacked the Dragon Head. This was the conclusion that Du Yuesheng and those who were watching the battle came to.

Feng Junya led the charge into the theater, seeing Lin Fan constantly kicking people downstairs.

Now Lin Fan was on the second floor, and many people who were kicked down were still struggling, wanting to continue rushing up for another try!

Feng Junya had arrived!

He would not give anyone this chance.

In Du Yuesheng's eyes, among these people who rushed in, one person only pointed at those lying on the ground.

Then, several people rushed up and shot those who were already lying on the ground.

All of them fired at the head.

These people were really much more ruthless than his own subordinates.

Feng Junya did not stop at all, leading his men straight up.

He remembered Lin Fan's words: "This is not fighting devils (Japanese)!"

For this reason, he had restrained himself a lot.

He did not expand the scope of attack at all. He only allowed his men to shoot those who were rushing upstairs, preparing to fight Lin Fan.

He also only allowed his men to shoot those thugs lying on the ground, just in case.

To prevent these people from suddenly attacking and hurting people.

Every member of the Special Forces Company was extremely valuable, and all accidents that could be controlled.

Needed to be controlled one hundred percent.

Zhang Xiaolin's gangsters, at first, could still be unafraid of life and death.

Charging forward courageously.

When a ruthless person like Feng Junya came up, they finally began to panic.

Some of them began to think about finding a way out.

But right now: Feng Junya was leading a group of ruthless people up the stairs.

Upstairs, the killing god Lin Fan was kicking people.

This was like having no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth!

They could only escape to the second-floor corridor.

But they were being singled out by the Special Forces soldiers standing on the ground floor.

In the eyes of these Special Forces soldiers, as long as they were the enemy, they would show no mercy.

Show no mercy unless you take action, and show no mercy when you do!

Lin Fan also thought the same way. He handed out the two briefcases in his hand.

This time, Feng Junya did not want the two briefcases.

He shouted directly: "Wu Xiaobao, Zhao Long!"

Two soldiers immediately rushed up and took the briefcases.

Ji Wudi ran up and handed the gun to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at her: "When it was so dangerous just now, you should have used my gun first, and repelled the enemy first.

Why did you have to reload your own gun?"

Ji Wudi said as if she had made a mistake: "I was afraid that you would not have bullets when you needed them!"

Now was not the time to chat, nor was it the time to do ideological work.

Lin Fan ordered: "Give everyone who falls a shot and leave!"

Standing on the ground floor, he cupped his fist to Du Yuesheng, who was hiding behind a pillar: "Jianghu (martial world) is a long way, we will meet again if fate allows!"

Du Yuesheng quickly stood up: "Mr. Lin, walk slowly!"

Huang Jinrong was older after all, and he was more afraid of death, so he had already hidden himself and no longer showed his face.

Lin Fan said to Du Yuesheng: "Mr. Du, please apologize to Mr. Huang on my behalf.

I disturbed Mr. Huang's dance, and I am very uneasy.

An unknown junior, unless he did this, he would not be able to retrieve his own things.

I will be staying in Shanghai for a few days. Let's just pretend that what happened today never happened!"

Lin Fan wanted to settle things with the three tycoons.

Du Yuesheng looked at the corpses on the ground floor, at least forty or fifty of them.

How could Zhang Xiaolin pretend that this kind of thing never happened.

He was also unwilling to tell lies to this man who called himself the Dragon Head. Through the contact just now, he had roughly understood the Dragon Head's character:

He valued righteousness very much, but he did not care about the small details.

He liked to say one thing at a time.

He said with embarrassment: "I can go and persuade my brother, I don't have any problems here!"

This person did not take on everything, which was very much in line with Lin Fan's temperament, and his implication was also very clear: I and Huang Jinrong can settle things.

Only Zhang Xiaolin might not be able to do it.

Lin Fan smiled: "If he wants to fight, then let him fight!"

"Farewell!"

Lin Fan saw Shang Yuegui cowering in the corner, but he did not call her to leave.

Being able to not be related to him was the best protection for this woman.

When the gunshots in the entire theater were fierce just now, Huang Jinrong and Du Yuesheng had decided to stay out of it.

They each had subordinates to convey the master's meaning.

When Feng Junya led these people who had penetrated deep into the theater to rush out.

They discovered that the situation outside was not as bad as they had imagined.

When they rushed upstairs just now, they encountered strong resistance.

They had rushed up only after killing ten people with each step.

Now they had rushed out, and several minutes had passed. The thugs outside should be able to gather more people.

What Feng Junya did not expect was that the crowd downstairs had almost dispersed.

The thugs in the crowd had also obviously dispersed.

What happened?

Most of the thugs had disappeared.

Ordinary spectators and tourists had long since disappeared without a trace.

Only some people were still waving machetes and axes, surrounding the stairs and shouting.

The general idea was: let the Special Forces soldiers guarding upstairs come downstairs if they had the guts.

The Special Forces soldiers guarding the various key positions upstairs really did not dare to go down at this time.

They had to protect the rear of their brothers. This was not the time to be brave, nor was it the time to argue.

Li Xian and the two squads of soldiers he led were also mixed among these people downstairs.

These thirty-odd people were very well mixed among these thugs.

Not at all abrupt, of course, if they also joined in the booing, it would be even more like it.

But at this time, no one paid attention to the differences between these dozens of people.

All the thugs that A Si had called in were relying on their numbers at this time.

They were excited!

These people also knew that as long as they did not rush up the stairs, they would be safe.

More than a dozen thugs who wanted to stand out had already tried it. It was okay to scold at will downstairs.

As soon as one foot stepped on the stairs, they were dead.

As long as someone went up the stairs, they would immediately shoot upstairs.

Therefore, while there was a fierce battle in the theater, a one-sided performance of cursing was starting outside.

Li Xian and the others were not impulsive. They just mixed together and quietly watched these people's performance.

After Lin Fan came out, he saw the situation clearly at a glance. He did not intend to kill too much in this place.

He ordered Feng Junya: "Assemble! Prepare to retreat!"

Lin Fan took the lead in rushing to the front. While going downstairs, he shouted loudly, "Revenge has a head, and debt has an owner! The Dragon Group is only collecting debts from Zhang Xiaolin today.

Now that the debt has been collected, those who are not involved, get out of the way.

Those who block my Dragon Group, kill!

Those who chase my Dragon Group, kill!

Those who hurt my Dragon Group, kill!"