In the dark surroundings, the dim lights in the corner of the warehouse, a dozen brawny men with hideous faces, everyone is carrying fierce weapons...
In the middle of such an occasion, I am afraid that anyone will feel nervous.
"Humph!"
Zhang Feng let out a nasal noise full of disdain. The short sword in his hand was less than one meter, and the blade was turning slightly with his wrist, adjusting the angle.
"Zhang Feng, leave me alone, run away!"
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan broke free of Ai Rongrong's control and ran out, screaming miserably and full of affection, and then Ai Rongrong grabbed the back collar and pressed it to the ground.
"Silly woman!" Zhang Feng glanced, but his heart was warm.
Ye Qingxuan was dragged by Ai Rongrong towards the back of the oil barrel shelf. She clung to the shelf, looking at Zhang Feng without blinking, her silver teeth were about to be crushed.
Zhang Feng's heart was painful when he saw, his eyes condensed fiercely.
Yu Guangzhong, Cui Yi made a move. He held the broadsword horizontally and made a vicious cross cut, fast and fiercely, and went straight to Zhang Feng's waist.
Zhang Feng saw this move with a backhand stabbed with a sword.
Do not dodge, attack the opponent's wrist directly.
Cui Yi didn't expect Zhang Feng's sword to be faster than his own. When he saw that the opponent came with his own wrist, he instinctively chose to protect himself, and immediately changed his move to retreat.
He is not afraid of Zhang Feng chasing him. There are more than a dozen brothers around him, all of whom are real warriors. If Zhang Feng chases after him regardless, there will be seven or eight more injuries on his body.
However, he was wrong, and Zhang Feng really came after him.
A phantom flashed by, and before the surrounding brothers could greet Zhang Feng with the guy in his hand, Cui Yi felt a cold wrist.
When he looked down, his whole body was shocked and the hairs exploded, followed by a heart-piercing pain, which made him kneel directly on the ground.
Damn it!
The big knife fell to the ground, still holding a hand on the handle.
The right arm and wrist were cut neatly, and blood spurted out...
Cui Yi screamed, heartbreaking.
The others were stunned at this moment. No one expected that Zhang Feng would abolish Cui Yi with one move, so that their eyes could only see a phantom.
"Seven... Seventh-rank martial artist?"
A man screamed in panic.
other
He immediately backed away and gave up a clearing in the middle.
"Seventh-Rank made you panic like this. It seems that you also have the third- or fourth-rank cultivation base, so you dare to come to me for trouble. Who gives you the courage?"
Zhang Feng swept away his cold eyes and asked in a deep voice.
Things were somewhat unexpected. When he saw Ai Rongrong, he concluded that it was the Su family who was retaliating against him, but when he fought against this group of people, he judged that although these people are martial artists, they do not exceed Rank 4 at most. , And even thinking of emotion and rain is worse.
The masters of the Su family were all annihilated, and they actually used a group of ordinary warriors to besiege themselves, did they have water in their minds, or were they confident
After thinking about it for a moment, Zhang Feng's face sank. He felt that it was the latter!
"Ai Rongrong, are you the Su family's ultimate move?"
Zhang Feng turned to face Ai Rongrong with a cold face.
Ai Rongrong immediately put a dagger across Ye Qingxuan's neck, revealing an eye from behind her, and said coldly: "Zhang Feng, you don't have to be mad, Ye Qingxuan is in my hands, you are dead!"
If Zhang Feng could see her expression, she would be able to find that her face was full of consternation, even panic. Perhaps, she did not expect that Cui Yi and others were not Zhang Feng's opponents at all.
"Let go of Xiaoxuan, I don't care about you, you can leave safely." Zhang Feng said slowly, his eagle eyes scanned the surroundings, his heart palpitations suddenly rising made him very uneasy.
Years of assassin's career has allowed him to develop a keen sixth sense, and he is very good at perceiving danger.
"You...you dream!" Ai Rongrong insisted.
She also had a strange feeling. Uncle Long sent herself undercover by Zhang Feng's side and took the opportunity to catch Ye Qingxuan. He did it by himself and delivered it to herself, but why are the people who ambush in the end are all rubbish
Suddenly, Zhang Feng fell silent, his aura gradually rising, his murderous intent was like a real wanton violence, making the cold warehouse become like hell and frightening.
Ai Rongrong didn't speak either, she was still hesitating.
At this time, two shadows appeared behind a window on the second floor of the office building of the chemical fertilizer plant, and the faint moonlight could only show two people.
"Zhang Feng has been in for a minute, it's almost there, let's get started!" one of them said several times.
The other nodded
, Picked up a drone remote control from the table and pressed the start button.
At the next moment, a ray of fire leaked from the warehouse gate and high windows, followed by a deafening explosion. The glass was shattered, flames burst out, and several burning gasoline drums flew out from the gate and fell. Burning violently on the ground.
"Zhang Feng is dead, let's go!"
The two black shadows sneered triumphantly, quickly left the office, rushed out of the factory gate, and flew out and disappeared into the darkness.
Inside the warehouse building, when the explosion occurred, the shock wave first raged, and then the ignited gasoline scattered all over.
The people in the innermost warehouse were affected for the first time. Several people were blown up by the shock wave. When they landed, they were ignited by gasoline. They screamed and rolled on the ground, and soon became a burning man.
Zhang Feng was naturally affected. The shock wave blew him away and hit the innermost wall of the warehouse. Then a large swath of burning gasoline flew over and ignited him.
At the critical juncture, a strong wind violently tore his clothes and pants, flying out three or four meters away with flaming shards.
"Ye Qingxuan!"
The first time he landed, Zhang Feng roared wildly.
There were a lot of gasoline drums in the warehouse, at least half of them ignited by the explosion. The fire produced a lot of dense smoke, which obscured the sight and couldn't open my eyes.
There were screams all around, and Zhang Feng couldn't tell where Ye Qingxuan was.
"Husband..."
There was a very faint voice.
A shadow in the firelight quickly jumped out and appeared in front of a row of overturned iron shelves. A dozen gasoline drums were stacked on top of each other, and a pale hand was exposed under the iron drums.
"what!"
Zhang Feng went crazy, grabbing three gasoline cans in a row, and threw them aside fiercely.
Ye Qingxuan's figure finally appeared, her small face was orange-red under the firelight, but fortunately, there was no flame on her body, and her hands and feet could move, struggling to get up by herself, and she was hugged by Zhang Feng.
"Husband, fire..."
After looking back, Ye Qingxuan's voice trembled fiercely, and he was obviously frightened by the fire in the warehouse.
"Go from above!"
Zhang Feng pointed to the window that was three meters away from several sides, and pulled Ye Qingxuan to throw her up.
"Wait, Rongrong is still below!"
Ye Qingxuan pointed to a leg exposed under the oil drum and yelled anxiously.
(End of this chapter)