Tang Xiaobao turned and walked towards the elevator.
He came to save Liu Qingqing. Although he couldn't help but pretend for a while, he didn't forget the most important thing.
Fei Biao finally caught his breath, took out his cell phone, called Lei Ye, groaned, and said, "Lei Ye, we can't stop him, he's coming up, run away."
After saying that, he fainted.
At this time, Tang Xiaobao had already taken the elevator to the third floor.
Standing outside the door of Room 301, he did not push the door open immediately, but took a look with his X-ray vision.
In the room, Shi Lei was sitting on the sofa with a gun in his hand. Behind him stood three beauties in see-through clothes, each of them so tender that water could be squeezed out of them. In front of him stood four gold medal fighters, each holding a Japanese sword in his hand. To the left of the door was hiding a bald man, probably in his thirties. Behind the door directly in front of him was a short man, looking out through the peephole.
Bang!
Tang Xiaobao kicked the entire door panel down.
The short young man was hit directly by the wooden board and fainted.
The three beauties screamed.
Teleport.
Tang Xiaobao suddenly appeared behind the bald man on the left, grabbed his neck, and slammed him against the wall four times in a row.
The bald man fell to the ground, his forehead covered in blood, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.
Four Japanese swords chopped down together.
These are the four gold medal fighters under Master Lei.
Unfortunately, to Tang Xiaobao, they were simply too weak and not even worth mentioning.
Grabbing a Japanese sword, Tang Xiaobao chopped it down and then pulled it.
Three of them had a bloody wound on their wrists, and then all three hands were severed at the wrists.
Ding dang dang!
The three Japanese swords fell to the ground together with the hands.
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