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The driver was originally a lackey under the South Street, and was very familiar with West Street Warehouse's fighting grounds, adding the majesty of Wang Xiaoyu, the driver rushed to their destination in a short while.

At this time, the large West Street Warehouse was being illuminated by the afternoon sun, casting large shadows on the ground one after another. They were like dormant demons, devouring all sounds within a radius of ten meters into silence.

"Squeak …!"

Suddenly, a burst of rapid and sharp car brakes sounded in the silence. At the same time, a brand-new black Extended Lincoln stopped steadily at the West Street Warehouse entrance.

Wang Xiaoyu "Bang!"

He opened the car door and quickly got out. After telling the driver to drive the car outside to wait, he looked at the tightly shut iron gate, circulated his demonic energy, and directly kicked towards the iron gate.

"Bam!"

The steel door was like paper under Liu Ming's feet as it was full of demonic power. It was shaking and half of it slanted and it let out creaking sounds in the air.

The sound.

Wang Xiaoyu puffed up his cheeks, hands in his pockets, he walked in without looking away.

At that moment, a cold wind mixed with the smell of mildew rushed towards him, bringing with it a roar filled with anger!

Wang Xiaoyu suppressed his anger and quickly looked around. Seeing that the West Street Warehouse was empty, other than the scorching sunlight behind him, there was nothing else.

"Could it be?" Lin Xinnan is not here? "

With that in mind, Wang Xiaoyu stomped his feet and jumped onto the iron bridge in the middle.

Wang Xiaoyu could still clearly remember that a few days ago, West Street, Atai and his ex-girlfriend Tang Wenwen were still standing on this metal bridge.

However, this was not the time for Wang Xiaoyu to be lamenting, once he jumped onto the metal bridge, he looked around, and with a thought, his sensing power was like a shockwave, pushing out in all directions.

"Dammit, for such a large West Street Warehouse to not even have a single hair, could it be? I was fooled by someone? "

From his perspective and his perception, Wang Xiaoyu did not find a single trace, not even a living thing. This made him feel like he was being toyed with, and he angrily punched the iron bridge's railing, causing it to bend over.

He angrily took out his cell phone and was about to give that unfamiliar number a call!

"Wang Xiaoyu, I never thought that you would actually dare to come alone!"

Just as Wang Xiaoyu was about to wake up the screen, a male voice filled with extreme hatred and weakness came out from the back door of West Street Warehouse.

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a "Bang!" from the back door.

'Clang! 'a loud sound was heard as a heavy object fell on the ground.

The sound, was obviously the source of the noise. A few days ago, the West Street had twisted the handle of the door and sent the door flying.

"Huh?"

The moment the voice came out, Wang Xiaoyu was startled, and his gaze immediately turned towards the back door, only to see the back door quietly lying down a few metres away.

Without the door's protection, the scorching sunlight directly poured in. A few black shadows that were elongated by the sunlight trembled a few times, and then appeared in front of Wang Xiaoyu.

"Cui Zhihao!"

As soon as he saw the leader of the group, Wang Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed, and his fists clenched, producing a "crackling" sound.

With a loud crack, his cheeks puffed up, he said hatefully: "Cui Zhihao, what the hell are you trying to do?"

As he spoke, Cui Zhihao sat on the wheelchair, wearing his hospital gown. He was being pushed by a man with bandages on his face behind him, and Wang Xiaoyu recognized the man, he was the one who had been slapped so hard that he had turned in circles, alongo!

On the left side of alongo was a tall and sturdy man wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses. On the right side was a tall and skinny young man who had a black turban on his forehead, and in the middle was a golden hexagram, and a black ruler on his shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, the group of four had arrived within three meters of Wang Xiaoyu.

"Cough cough, Wang Xiaoyu, what else can I do, cough cough … Your father has come today to take your life! "

After the group stopped, Cui Zhihao held onto his chest, and coughed as he shouted at Wang Xiaoyu while gritting his teeth.

Just as he finished speaking, the two men beside alongo raised their heads and turned to look at Wang Xiaoyu.

The gaze of the man wearing sunglasses was obstructed by the sunglasses. Wang Xiaoyu could not tell what he was looking at, but Wang Xiaoyu could see a trace of fanaticism in the eyes of the man carrying the black ruler.

This kind of fanaticism was just like the gaze he met when he faced Meng Shi, the Battle-Maniac.

"Hmm? The auras of these two people are quite strong. That black ruler seems to be extraordinary! "

Wang Xiaoyu's gaze directly swept past Cui Zhihao and alongo, and locked onto the other two men.

Their powerful auras, caused Wang Xiaoyu to be slightly moved!

Although the two mysterious men behind Cui Zhihao moved his expression slightly, Wang Xiaoyu was confident that he could defeat any strong enemy. As a result, he slammed his hands on the iron railing, let out a buzzing sound and said loudly: "Cui Zhihao, it seems like this daddy has broken a few of your breastbones earlier, and did not let you remember anything, are you here to die today?"

"I advise you to be smart and hand Lin Xinnan over. On the account that you are from the Lin Group, I can let you live, or else …"

Before Wang Xiaoyu even finished speaking, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke, he actually threw his head back and laughed loudly. He immediately interrupted Wang Xiaoyu and arrogantly said: "Otherwise, what could you have done to me? "Let me tell you, today is the day you die!"

"And Lin Xinnan, that bitch, after you die, this daddy will first take care of her beloved father, and then bring her and Lin Yuyan to your grave, and give you a good beating …"

"Enough, Cui Zhihao, it looks like you are f * cking tired of living?"

Seeing Cui Zhihao becoming more and more arrogant, Wang Xiaoyu became even more disgusted, he angrily slapped on the metal fence and shouted at him: "I'll tell you, if it wasn't for Lin Xinnan, for her group's sake, I can kill you here in Lin Family Villa!"

Hearing this, Cui Zhihao laughed even harder, and his tone became even more arrogant and domineering: "Tsk, tsk, for Lin Xinnan's sake, this is a good idea, this is for the group's sake, you really are that scoundrel who gave birth to a pretty boy, cough cough … "Haha, what a pity, what a pity, you missed the best opportunity to kill me!"

As he spoke till here, Cui Zhihao's eyes suddenly turned cold as he hatefully said, "Since you want this daddy to live, then this daddy will show you today how frightening this daddy's life is!"

"Oh? Do you think you can act so arrogantly in front of laozi just by relying on the two of you, the two of you, and the two scum you brought with you? "

Wang Xiaoyu's mouth raised into a self-confident smile, looking down on Cui Zhihao and the others, and said playfully.

When he said that, the faces of Cui Zhihao and the other three immediately changed, a cold killing intent quickly filled the entire warehouse.