Chapter 2148 Heart-Wrenching

"What? The entrance to the hall was captured?"

When Uncle Ling Qi was stabbed by a random knife, Ling Zhantian, who was resting on the sofa, was also woken up by Diao Wudi, with indescribable surprise on his face.

"There are five hundred elites at the entrance of the hall, and there are two thousand-jin steel doors, and Uncle Ling Qi is here to command."

Ling Zhantian had confusion in his eyes: "How could it be attacked by Longmen?"

Diao Wudi hurriedly gave a brief summary to Ling Zhantian: "The enemy is too cunning."

"They first set fire to thirty-six places, causing chaos in various chapels and military police, and then used drones to hit the buildings at the entrance of the church."

"The drone is tied with a burning block. When it hits a building, it explodes and burns, burning the entrance of the hall red."

"Uncle Qi asked people to put out the fire and at the same time asked the firefighters to come over. Who knows, the firefighters were disguised as Longmen disciples."

Diao Wudi's face was very angry: "The leader was the Dragon Gate general Black Tiger. He couldn't bear it, so he was killed."

"asshole!"

Ling Zhantian punched the table with his fist, and his expression was very angry: "These people are too insidious and cunning, please hurry up and ask for support!"

"The hall must not be lost, otherwise I will not be able to face the gang leader."

The entrance to the hall was knocked down by Longmen, and Ling Zhantian's future was over.

"Oops, there's a fire!"

At this moment, there was a shout outside: "Buildings 3, 4, and 7 are all on fire. Come and put out the fire."

Hearing the panic screams outside, Ling Zhantian turned around with Diao Wudi and rushed to the edge of the balcony to scan the surrounding environment.

The night looked vast and deep in the light, and precisely because of the darkness before dawn, the few flames shooting up from the roof looked particularly eye-catching.

Taking advantage of the wind, these three flames spread instantly, and the flames shot into the sky.

In the dark night, which was illuminated by the firelight, one could see Ling's nephew carrying a bucket and a fire extinguisher, running from all directions to put out the fire.

It's just that despite their hard work, in the face of the monstrous fire, it's like a drop in the bucket, but it has little effect.

The tongues of fire rose and jumped, twisting and extending with the wind, gradually taking on the shape of the entire garden.

"Fire?"

Diao Wudi's lips twitched: "How is this possible?"

Ling Zhantian's face darkened: "Dragon Gate is coming."

While Ling's nephew was fighting the fire, fire started to appear in other places, rising like stars in a prairie fire, and the garden was engulfed in flames.

Moreover, there were a few gusts of night wind blowing slowly in the darkness, and the wind fanned the fire even higher.

In just five minutes, the fire was like a wave rolling up in the sea.

It was uncontrollable and surging. Even Ling Zhantian, who was standing at a high place, could smell the smoke and feel the scorching heat wave coming towards his face.

Obviously, Ling's nephew's fire-fighting operations did not achieve much results.

"Tell all members of the Ling family to give up putting out the fire and gather at the main entrance to prepare."

Ling Zhantian decisively ordered: "As long as we are not distracted, Longmen will not be able to make a sneak attack. This garden will be burned to them in advance as paper money."

"Give up putting out the fire and get out of the gate, quickly!"

Diao Wudi quickly conveyed the order, and the Ling family members immediately discarded the buckets of fire extinguishers, drew their weapons, and rushed towards the gate.

Ling Zhantian put on his clothes and walked down the stairs. When he walked to the hall downstairs, thirty-six young people flashed out of the shadows.

Each of them hid their guns and held swords, pretending to be facing a powerful enemy, and walked towards the door closely following Ling Zhantian and Diao Wudi in the darkness.

"ah--"

As Ling Zhantian and the others approached the door, and with the fire rising from the house, Diao Wudi discovered that Ling Zhantian's decision was correct.

Because there were already earth-shattering shouts of killing coming from the gate, followed by the sounds of weapons clashing and fighting. It was obvious that the two sides had started a close-range fight.

If Ling Zhantian hadn't decisively ordered the garden to be abandoned, the nephew of the Ling family, who was busy putting out the fire, would have followed the same example as in the hall and was attacked by the Longmen disciples while taking advantage of the fire.

At that time, the guards were unable to fight against the enemy, support could not arrive, and there was still a fire in the garden. The situation was probably very difficult.

Thinking of this, Diao Wudi exclaimed sincerely: "Hall Master Ling is really wise."

Turning his head to look at the building in flames, Ling Zhantian's face showed a trace of reluctance, but he soon regained his coolness.

There was a close fight outside, with three hundred Longmen disciples forming a solid line of defense, blocking the Ling family's disciples from charging in with indifferent expressions.

Pieces of sword light poured down, chopping the lone Ling family disciples to the ground. When a large number of Ling family guards rushed to kill them, they took half a step back to resist.

What is shocking is that the Longmen disciples actually have explosion-proof shields. After the strong shield blocked the opponent's chops, the Longmen disciples behind him took the opportunity to step forward.

The saber thrust forward and slashed.

They attacked and defended well and easily killed a large number of Ling's elites. When Ling Zhantian came out, fifty of the Ling's felled and only eight people were injured in Longmen.

The purpose of the Longmen disciples is very simple, that is to push all the Ling disciples back to the garden and burn them to death. Even if they cannot be burned to death, they will still be choked to death by the thick smoke.

So they stood firm and fought after a small-scale attack. Diao Wudi looked at the numerous shields and felt his scalp numb.

I have to admit that Longmen is much more professional than them.

"court death!"

Seeing that his side was being suppressed, Ling Zhantian was furious. He grabbed a knife and kicked his companion to gain strength. He dodged three machetes from Longmen and fell down.

Ling Zhantian stepped on a shield, and using the speed from high to low, he kicked out with both feet in a series, divided into three directions: upper, middle and lower, attacking the three people almost in no particular order.

One person's head exploded, one person's chest collapsed, one person's throat was bloody and bloody, Ling Zhantian fell to the ground, and three people fell to the ground dead.

Five or six Longmen disciples were shocked.

At this time, Ling Zhantian, who was half-crouched on the ground, was holding a machete, kicking on the ground with his toes, and his body instantly straightened in half-crouch, releasing the huge strength that had been accumulated for a long time.

He flew toward the crowd like a cheetah pouncing on prey, and a sharp arc of light slit the throats of three people.

The sword light dissipated and scarlet blood spurted out.

"kill!"

The ten Longmen disciples slashed out their machetes like wolves and tigers. The ten of them cooperated tacitly and struck fiercely. Ling Zhantian snorted coldly and swung the knife with his backhand.

Dang Dang Dang!

There was a sound of metal colliding, and the Longmen disciples felt their hands light up, and then saw that all the tips of the knives were chopped off by the machete.

"ah--"

When they were shocked, Ling Zhantian had already rushed over.

The sword flashed and four more people fell to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

When the Longmen disciples surrounded him, Ling Zhantian moved his body and stepped back quickly.

The Ling family's disciples roared to respond, blocking the Longmen disciples from pursuing him.

Diao Wudi praised loudly: "The hall master is Wudi!"

"Stand where you are and call in support."

Ling Zhantian, who had gotten some luck back, shouted sharply: "I don't believe it, we can't defeat them."

Even if all the halls were exhausted, Ling Zhantian believed that he could gather hundreds of reinforcements.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Diao Wudi's phone vibrated. He opened it and glanced at it, then handed it to Ling Zhantian and said:

"Hall Master Ling, the puzzle piece that killed Mr. Ling last night has finally come out. This is the one that everyone in the room said was similar."

He enlarged a photo.

"he?"

Ling Zhantian was directing his men to fight against the pressing Longmen disciples. When he heard Diao Wudi's words, he glanced at them. It was okay not to look at them, but he was shocked when he saw them.

"Did this bastard kill uncle?"

Ling Zhantian couldn't believe it. He recognized that the guy on the puzzle was Ye Tianlong.

Diao Wudi nodded: "Yes, this is the man who killed Mr. Ling. More than 20 people have confirmed it. The photo is 90% similar."

Ling Zhantian clenched his fists instantly, his eyes showing anger and murderous intent, and then he remembered something and his heart tightened.

"Find me Miss Mo's traces."