Chu Yunfei smiled and replied loudly,""Thank you, Brother Yun Long. I can't accept this favor. What use do I have for these turtles and bastards?”
Li Yunlong immediately looked at Ichiro Hirata again." In that case, what are we waiting for? Let's just treat it as doing a good deed and directly send these Japanese to the King of Hell!”
As he said that, Li Yunlong shot at him without hesitation.
Chu Yunfei and Sun Ming, who were standing in the other corner of the room, also opened fire.
The crossfire formed by guns instantly surrounded the entire hall.
However, at this moment, seeing that a fight was inevitable, everyone collapsed in twos and threes.
Even Li Yunlong, who was a tough guy, hugged his stomach and cried out in pain.
The monk, who had been eating and drinking the most ferociously, could not stand steadily at this moment and almost threw his gun.
The situation was reversed in an instant. The Japanese quickly realized that something was wrong with them and raised their pistols one by one.
Li Yunlong was a real man. Even though he had been drugged with laxatives and was just short of pulling his pants, he still managed to pull through and fire another shot.
"Bang!"
The moment the gunshot ended, the commander of the Imperial Association Army standing in front of Hirata Ichiro was also killed.
At this moment, Ichiro Hirata was still breathing.
However, he was already half-dead, and the laxative had taken effect in time. The liquid had already mixed together under his pants.
The smell slowly spread, and everyone could not hold it in any longer.
Song An had used too much medicine. The laxative he had sprinkled in the side dish jar before he left covered most of the dishes on the table.
Those who had just picked up their chopsticks didn't know how to move.
Li Yunlong's face had already turned red.
He controlled himself so that he wouldn't embarrass himself in this place, but he didn't forget to grit his teeth and complain.
"Motherf * cker! This time, we really failed miserably! Someone had drugged the free food of the Japanese!”
The monk was still hugging his stomach and rolling on the side. Bean-sized sweat was dripping down his face.
Hearing Li Yunlong's words in a daze, the monk said with a sad face,""Captain, my stomach hurts!"
"F * ck off, who doesn't have a stomachache!”
Li Yunlong's stomach started to churn again.
"Damn it! You'd better hold it in, kid. Don't f * cking shit your pants!”
"Guild Leader, you still dare to scold me? You, don't shit your pants!”
Li Yunlong didn't say anything else. His hand trembled as he pulled the trigger.
However, this was the time when the medicine was at its strongest. How could he have any strength?
Just as Li Yunlong was panicking, a person suddenly came out from the kitchen.
"Don't move! I'll send anyone who dares to touch me to hell!”
This person was Song An.
He had wanted to take this opportunity to capture two of them alive, but the first thing he saw when he entered was Ichiro Hirata, who had already died in the middle of the hall.
Just as the fire in his stomach surged, someone happened to be blind and shot him.
With this, Song An didn't care about whether they were alive or not. After recognizing Li Yun Long and Chu Yun Fei, he didn't leave any of the others behind. He sent them all to hell.
Gunshots rang throughout the entire Immortals Gathering Building. It was as lively as the 3,000-sound firecrackers set off during the New Year.
Everyone on the street heard it clearly, but no one dared to come in.
The news that Ichiro Hirata had booked the entire Immortals Gathering Tower to celebrate his birthday had already spread like wildfire in the city half a month ago. At this time, who could say for sure if there was a cannon salute or something else inside?
If he were to barge in and meddle in other people's business, it would be hard to say if the thing on his neck could be saved according to the Japanese's personality!
Thus, Song An's one-sided massacre was carried out to his heart's content.
There was only one bad thing.
Towards the end, the traitor could tell that Song An was not a good person. He knew that he could not avoid today's misfortune. Other than death, there was no other way.
With the medicinal effects and the fear of death, the group of people lined up. The Immortal Gathering Tower was no better than a latrine pit at this moment.
Song An was getting more and more impatient. He didn't even bother to change the magazine of his pistol. He changed one gun after another, and he had even started to use his dual guns.
In the corner, Chu Yunfei had been staring at Song An since he entered the door.
Although Song An had the face of a Dragon, he was not wearing a uniform. No one dared to say what he was here for.
When he started to deal with the Japanese on the ground, Chu Yunfei reluctantly let out a sigh of relief. Taking advantage of the gunshots in his ears, he whispered to Sun Ming,""This person should be a no. 8.”
Sun Ming immediately became alert." Then we…"
He wanted to ambush Song An, but Chu Yunfei shook his head.
"You're muddled."
"To be able to come in at this time and be so skilled with his marksmanship, this person is most likely the one who made all of us fall for it.”
"Guild Leader, are you saying that he was the one who drugged her? Such a young man?"
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