The First Crazy Son-in-Law in History

Chapter 158: Trap ambush

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"Su Yuntian, I will ask you one last time, I want the life of the Su family, will you give it or not?"

Zhang Feng stood in the middle of the courtyard, his cold eyes swept around, stopped on Su Yuntian's face, and stepped forward, his cold voice was like the wind in hell.

Su Yuntian was unsteady. Under Zhang Feng's gaze, he had the urge to urinate. He hurriedly backed up. He was holding his two bodyguards and was about to lose his footing. The three of them stumbled and almost fell several times. inverted.

Zhang Feng pressed the past step by step, with a strong aura that made people not look at it.

The people on the balcony of the villa building have disappeared neatly. Perhaps many people are already preparing to escape.

"Call the police, call the police!"

Su Yuntian shuddered and shouted.

The bodyguard next to him immediately took out his cell phone and dialed 120 in a panic.

However, the call did not get through...

"What's the matter, I don't have a signal on my cell phone?" The bodyguard exclaimed in surprise and anxiety.

The other bodyguard also took out his cell phone, but there was no signal.

"Sorry, there are eight signal jammers around the manor, and mobile phones are useless." Zhang Feng was smiling, a devilish smile, very frail.

Hearing this, Su Yuntian's expression changed drastically, and he really thought Zhang Feng was going to kill him in Su's house.

He slammed the bodyguard away, and rushed into the villa at the speed of a young man, ready to run upstairs.

Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes and rushed forward.

The two bodyguards were fairly loyal and planned to stop Zhang Feng, but they flew out together, and blood spurted out in the air. The damage was not light, and whether they could survive or not were both different.

The next moment Zhang Feng appeared in the villa lobby, right in front of it was a Y-shaped staircase leading to the second floor.

Su Yuntian just ran down the stairs, and as soon as he turned around he saw Zhang Feng chasing him in. He was so frightened that his feet were soft and he fell onto the carpeted stairs.

"Zhang Feng, don't mess around. You can't afford the quick consequences. If you don't think about yourself, you must also consider your wife. Do you want to take her to wander overseas?"

Su Yuntian yelled, his eyes fluttering, seeming to be looking for a helper.

The Patriarch of the first family of Megatron Tang City was completely demeaned, no different from the ordinary old man praying for life in desperate situations.

Zhang Feng approached step by step, his face looked like frost, and said coldly: "

Hand over Jia Ye, or I will use the lives of other people in the Su family to pay off the debt! "

"Jia Ye?!"

Su Yuntian never expected that Zhang Feng not only found the Su family in the shortest time, but also clearly knew the real murderer, which really surprised him severely.

Is there a ghost in the Su family

He skipped the idea the moment it came up. The biggest trouble now is how to deal with Zhang Feng.

Sitting paralyzed on the stairs, Su Yuntian calmed himself and shouted: "Zhang Feng, I don't know what you are talking about, if you have the ability, you can kill me right here!"

He didn't believe that Zhang Feng dared to kill himself. The head of the first family in Tangdu was killed in public at home, and the police would never let the murderer go.

However, he miscalculated, Zhang Feng's words, he almost frightened his feces and urine.

"as you wish!"

With a faint word, Zhang Feng raised his arm and grabbed Su Yuntian's neck.

There is a Su's family in a mere mere sight.

At this moment, time seems to be stagnant.

Zhang Feng's movement of extending his hand suddenly stiffened, and then he jumped to the side, as fast as a flash.

At the same time, two cold lights passed by where he stood just now, nailed to the solid wood handrail of the stairs, two dull sounds.

It was two throwing knives that were deeply inserted into the wood, one finger deep.

Zhang Feng turned his head and swept towards the source of the flying knife, only to see a black shadow rushing forward, shaking his arms wildly, excited by the cold light, and went straight to the vitals of his chest and abdomen.

"Good job!"

After a long time, Zhang Feng yelled, hands and feet all out, grabbing and kicking, and took all the flying knives that came from flying.

Then, he threw all the four throwing knives in his hand back.

When it comes to hidden weapon kung fu, Zhang Feng has also worked hard, after all, as a killer, hidden weapon is also an excellent means of killing.

Su Tong is the worship of the Su family, and is also the only eight-rank martial artist in the Su family. He was taken in by the Su family since he was a child. Because of his outstanding aptitude, he was sent to an ancient martial arts school as a disciple. Yuntian hired as an offering to live and die together with the Su family.

He is also a dark chess of the Su family, used at the most critical time.

At this time, Su Tong was counterattacked by Zhang Feng with a flying knife. He did not have Zhang Feng's means of picking up hidden weapons, so he had to use all means.

Fortunately, he escaped.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew down on the second floor, with a cold steel knife in his hand, shone on Zhang Feng's head, and slashed down fiercely, with a stance of splitting Zhang Feng's head in two.

Up to now, Zhang Feng didn't know that Su Yuntian had set a trap to ambush himself, so he had been the king of killers for so many years in vain.

Without dodge or avoid, Zhang Feng's mouth sneered even more. With his right hand peeking at his waist, a soft sword less than one meter long was pulled out of his belt.

A cold light, from bottom to top, with a perfect arc, went straight to the sky.

If the guy sneak attacking from above doesn't avoid it, he will definitely be smashed in the open, with a very fierce trick.

"what!"

The guy in the air yelled, his body rolled abruptly, abruptly dodge Zhang Feng's tricks, rolled out two meters, and fell to the ground.

This person was worshipped by the Zhou family. The eighth-rank martial artist was named Zhou Da. He was about fifty years old. He used a mountain knife. His sword technique was vigorous and powerful. He was the same as his sword technique, and was very tough.

It's a pity that his sneak attack was useless to Zhang Feng, and he flashed aside in embarrassment.

He put his foot on the ground and drew it fiercely, intending to continue the attack.

However, the soft sword in Zhang Feng's hand, like a poisonous dragon, pierced his chest first.

Zhou Da could only continue to dodge, contracting his chest with all his strength, kicking his feet on the ground, his body flew back, and hit the stairs with a bang, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Next Zhang Feng should continue to attack, but there was another turret on the first floor and someone rushed out, so Zhang Feng had to give up Zhou Da.

Zhou Da stood up with a knife and pestle on the ground, his heart beating violently, and cold sweat followed. In just two fights, he nearly survived twice, really thrilling.

Only now did he understand that it was absolutely true that the Su family's warriors were eradicated by Zhang Feng. With Zhang Feng's strength, there were twice as many Su family's warriors, and it was not enough for Zhang Feng to kill.

At this time, the opponent who was fighting Zhang Feng was a master holding two short spears. The two short spears were like two poisonous snakes, and they could not move away from Zhang Feng's vitals.

Zhang Feng's counterattack was equally sharp, and the light and fluttering sword after sword could all resolve the opponent's attack.

For a moment, the sword and shadow in the hall.

Suddenly, another figure rushed out from behind the curtain at the entrance of the hall and attacked Zhang Feng's back...

(End of this chapter)