Jiang Guangrong gently pulled the dagger in his hand with a cruel smile on his face. Soon, the dagger left blood on the yellow-haired man's neck.

"Ah!" Ah!" The yellow-haired man made a pig-like voice.

Jiang Guangrong was completely motionless and had a smile on his face.

"Glory!" Rou behind Jiang Guangrong cried because she was very afraid.

Jiang Guangrong woke up instantly, shook his head, and tried to awaken himself. Jiang Guangrong looked at Huang Fannan and sighed: "Hurry up!"

Faced with the pardon, Huang Fannan quickly stood up with several other injured companions and slipped away quickly in embarrassment.

Jiang Guangrong sat back in the seat with apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, I just lost my temper..."

After seeing Jiang Guangrong recovering, Rou couldn't help but relax: "You're okay, but you look bad..."

"Is it right? Haha..." Jiang Guangrong smiled awkwardly, and hid the dagger in his arms.

"Is Brother Glory's girlfriend or ex-girlfriend?" Shaw asked softly and bravely.

Jiang Guangrong closed his eyes and said nothing. A painful expression appeared on his face again.

Rou gently patted Jiang Guangrong's right hand on the back of the hand placed on the table, and gently said, "It's gone. Now, who doesn't love someone?"

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Guangrong returned to the dormitory. At this time, the others in the dormitory had already returned home for the New Year. Only Jiang Guangrong was the entire dormitory.

Jiang Guangrong sat on a chair and opened the drawer.

Jiang Guangrong took out a black box in the drawer, which contained Zhao Junkai's hand.

Jiang Guangrong took out all the Zida from the big magazine, placed it on the table, and wiped it carefully with a towel.

Jiang Guangrong's expression was very serious. He carefully wiped off every big piece. After more than 20 minutes, Jiang Guangrong wiped every big piece. Jiang Guangrong slowly put the big piece into the magazine. In addition to big piece, Zhao Junkai also gave him two magazines. Including those in big piece, Jiang Guangrong had a total of three magazines. Each big piece had 12 big pieces, a total of 36.

Jiang Guangrong gently wiped his hand with a towel. Zhao Junkai gave himself a black usp hand. This kind of hand is not uncommon in the death concentration camp. Jiang Guangrong has touched it. This kind of hand is smart and powerful. It is most suitable to hide and kill Zuo Qingyun.

Jiang Guangrong put a clip into the hand, looked forward slightly, and finally put the hand and clip into the black box.

Jiang Guangrong closed the drawer and sighed. He looked out the window and murmured: "No matter whether the ending is life or death, I will avenge you tomorrow night!"

When Jiang Guangrong came to the Victory Hotel, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. His working hours are from 7 o'clock to early morning.

Rou stood at the front desk and saw Jiang Guangrong greeting him enthusiastically: "Good afternoon, Brother Guangrong. Why are you so early today? You don't go to work until seven o'clock in the evening!"

Jiang Guangrong nodded and went straight into the bathroom without saying a word.

Rou scratched the back of her head awkwardly: "Why is it like this again..."

Jiang Guangrong came to the toilet on the third floor, took out a screwdriver from his arms, unscrewed the outer cover of the toilet vent, hid the hand investigation and magazine in his pocket, then tightened the screws and walked out of the toilet.

It is New Year's Eve. There are no other customers at Shengli Hotel because they have been booked by Zuo Qingyun. There is still some time before going to work. The employees of Shengli Hotel rarely come here. Jiang Guangrong walked up to Rou and asked, "Rou, do you know which table the guests are today?"

Rou thought for a while and pointed to a table in the middle of the hall: "It seems that it is the place chosen by the boss's employees. It is very convenient to watch the show while eating. You can feel the joyful atmosphere of the family more!"

Jiang Guangrong looked through Rou's fingers. Jiang Guangrong was surprised to find that Zuo Qingyun's subordinates had chosen a very exposed place for him. If he wanted to shoot Zuo Qingyun, he had many suitable positions. Moreover, he hid behind the shooting. Because the table where Zuo Qingyun was located was in the middle, and from the surrounding situation, there was no cover and no good observation, he could continue to hide and continue to fight. At least one ** period, Zuo Qingyun was directly exposed to his greatness, giving him a greater grasp of the success of the assassination.

Jiang Guangrong suddenly remembered that the mysterious man took him to the Victory Hotel. At this time, he saw the position chosen by Zuo Qingyun's subordinates in favor of his actions. Jiang Guangrong secretly speculated that the person who helped him might be the one in the Qingyun Gang. Jiang Guangrong couldn't help but wonder if this person was Zuo Muyang. The biggest beneficiary of Zuo Qingyun's death was Zuo Muyang. In the face of absolute interests, there were too many allusions about the corruption of hands and feet and father and son.

"Brother Guangrong?" Seeing Jiang Guangrong's uncertain face, he shouted timidly: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Guangrong nodded. At this time, Jiang Guangrong had found a suitable location. The middle of the second and third floors of the Victory Hotel was empty. The top floor of the first floor was the fourth floor. He could hide in a corner of the second floor and shoot at Zuo Qingyun. Moreover, there were many flower pots around the corner. He could hold the lid of the flower pot and leave Qingyun left. The dining table where the cloud was located was only about 20 meters away. The large range of the usp hand was 50 meters, which was enough.

Jiang Guangrong walked straight up the stairs, leaving Rou. Rou was stunned and forced to stay where she was.

Jiang Guangrong quickly walked to the place where he ordered the shooting while there was no one at the moment. Jiang Guangrong kept moving the flower pot and put it into a flower pot that was convenient for him.

Jiang Guangrong leaned against the wall and sat on the ground with a hint of ferocity on his face: "Sister, I want to avenge you! I will definitely do it!"

A few hours later, some members of the Qingyun Gang had arrived at the Shengli Hotel. The Qingyun Gang did not conduct investigations as Jiang Guangrong expected, but conducted a simple search on everyone in the Shengli Hotel. It was already 8 o'clock in the evening, and the kitchen of the Shengli Hotel was very busy. Zuo Qingyun set the time at 10 o'clock in the evening, and the large-screen LCD TV in the lobby on the first floor has begun to play the official New Year's Eve party in Xiazhou. The entire Shengli Hotel was also immersed in the joy of Zheng.

Jiang Guangrong was fighting in the kitchen. There was a Qingyun Sect member at the kitchen door. There were three Qingyun Sect members on the second floor.

At 9:30 pm, Zuo Qingyun had arrived, and the Zuo family was surrounded by a large table in the hall.

At this time, the manager of the Shengli Hotel walked up and asked respectfully: "Mr. Zuo, do you need this service? We recommend serving the dishes at least half time. In this way, Mr. Zuo can eat while watching the New Year's Eve party, and eat until the bell rings. Zuo Zongtang can celebrate New Year's Eve with his family, which also indicates that Zuo Zongtang will be very prosperous next year. What does Mr. Zuo think?"

Zuo Qingyun nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "That's up to you. If I'm happy tonight, each of you will have a big red envelope. This is necessary!"

"Thank you, Mr. Zuo!" The manager ran back to the kitchen.

Jiang Guangrong was cleaning the second floor with a broom. He looked at Zuo Qingyun carefully with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

After Zuo Qingyun came in with his wife and several children, a 278-year-old man and some people walked into the Victory Hotel.

When Jiang Guangrong saw this person, he stared at him with his eyes like a clock. He was full of murderous aura. This person was Zuo Muyang, who Jiang Guangrong hated.

Zuo Muyang felt a strange atmosphere when he came in. He instinctively raised his head and looked at Jiang Guangrong's position.

Jiang Guangrong's secret recipe is not good. Zuo Muyang hid it before he looked over. Jiang Guangrong was very confused. Previously, Jiang Guangrong believed that Zuo Muyang used his power to kill Zuo Qingyun, but Zuo Muyang's appearance tonight was completely beyond Jiang Guangrong's expectations. Zuo Muyang would not be afraid of killing him first, because he didn't know how much he hated him? In fact, I would kill him first. Isn't he that mysterious person?

Zuo Muyang looked up and looked. Gao Xiang behind him smiled and asked, "Mr. Zuo, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!