"I remember, absolute speed!"
Lin Fei responded with a crisp voice, she understood that Zhang Feng's strength far exceeded her expectations.
The previous pointing in the battle was the pinnacle display of skill and prediction. At this time, one blow cuts off the opponent's index finger pulling the trigger without hurting other fingers. It is a performance of absolute speed.
I may not be able to become a super master like Zhang Feng, but it is enough to deal with some thugs and viciousness.
Thinking about it, Lin Fei had strong expectations for her future.
When Zhang Feng heard Lin Fei's response, the corners of his mouth curled up, but he sneered at the flat-headed brother: "Don't put down the gun yet, don't you want this hand anymore?"
After saying that, the short sword in his hand shook slightly. It was clear that he did not release his murderous intent again, but the strong murderous intent once again entangled Brother Flathead.
"I..." Brother Flathead still wanted to struggle, the thought flashed in his mind, he gave up, the homemade rough pistol fell to the ground with a click, and then raised his hands.
"Dude, I am one of Liu Qinglong's subordinates. I can help you find what you want, but I have one condition..."
"Let you go?" Zhang Feng interrupted him and asked indifferently.
Hearing Zhang Feng's tone, Flatheaded brother's heart sank, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled fiercely.
He is the number one person under Liu Qinglong, and almost every evil thing Liu Qinglong has done has his remnants, and there are even lives in his hands.
"This Miss Lin is a policeman!" Zhang Feng smiled leisurely.
"Policemen?"
The flat-headed brother exclaimed in exclamation, and looked at Lin Fei with incredible eyes.
"Look at what, isn't this lady like a policeman?"
Lin Fei raised her head and walked to Zhang Feng's side. When she stood there, her chest was almost torn out from the grave, her waist was exposed. His shirt was wet with sweat, revealing the corset. The traces, coupled with the exquisite little face of excitement but dissatisfaction with sweat, filled the whole person with a strong sense of sex.
Zhang Feng turned his eyes slightly, the beautiful scenery is not to be missed.
The flat-headed brother didn't have time to see the beautiful scenery. He laughed miserably, but was tortured by the painful fingers and was about to cry.
"Thank you, take me to Liu Qinglong's office."
Zhang Feng smiled politely, the murderous aura in his chest before, in front of Lin Fei,
However, if it dissipates, perhaps the old saying is right, a woman is the best tonic for a man to resolve his hostility.
Of course, Zhang Feng did not think of women as objects, it was a pure metaphor.
Brother Flathead seemed to give up resistance, lowered his head, and led Zhang Feng, Lin Fei, and Ding Xiaoshan into the elevator. He quickly reached the fourth floor. The elevator door opened. Outside was a carpeted corridor with guest rooms on both sides.
There is no abnormality in the standard rooms of the bathing center.
The flat-headed brother walked in front, lowered his head and walked deep into the corridor, while Zhang Feng couldn't see, his eyes were rolling around.
Zhang Feng seemed to be unprepared, with his hands in his pockets, just like a guest here.
A group of people quickly came to the guest room at the end of the corridor, house number 9999, which was the most upscale room at first glance.
Flatheaded brother walked forward, opened the door, rolled on the spot, and rushed into the room with a lazy donkey rolling.
The next moment, a cold light came out of the room and went straight to the door of Zhang Feng's face.
"Ah, be careful!"
Upon seeing this, Lin Fei exclaimed, her body instinctively reacted, and slammed into Zhang Feng with her shoulder, seemingly about to knock Zhang Feng away.
If she succeeds, Zhang Feng will definitely be knocked away by her. Then, after all, the extremely fast cold light will hit her body, cause serious trauma, and even die as a result.
The next moment, a strong arm passed through her armpit, hugging her tightly.
Lin Fei hadn't reacted yet, the scene in front of her turned as if it had fallen into a time vortex, "Ah!" She exclaimed again.
Immediately afterwards, a cold chill passed from my ears, taking away a strand of hair that was hanging down.
"Huh, warrior?"
Zhang Feng hugged Lin Fei and turned around two times, and fell two meters away. He made a little interesting sound. The curvature of the corner of his mouth seemed a bit dangerous, but not strong.
"You can actually get out of my assassination knife, indicating that you are also a martial artist!"
Inside the door of the cavernous cold, a figure walked out, carrying a long knife in his hand, slender, but with a bitter breath, like a beast coming from a blizzard, he lowered slightly The head, the eyes turned up, the white eyes are more white than the black eyes, and his face is sour and mean.
Zhang Feng looked at him for a while, and said with a smile: "Assassination knife, look
You are a killer here, but with the speed of your knife just now and your quiet ability, you shouldn't be silent, and you shouldn't appear in a dark boss's room in the southern district of Tangdu City.
He is not worthy of you to kill, and it is not worth your life for him. "
Based on Zhang Feng's understanding of the killer world, it is clear that the seemingly mean guy in front of him is definitely a killer above the **, maybe he is still an S-rank. Such characters are all unruly and rebellious. Liu Qinglong bought.
"He saved my life, and I promised to do something for him."
The man with a mean face, his thin lips squirming, his voice is not loud, but he is full of strong indifference, it is hard to believe that he is a person who does what he says.
"what's up?"
"I was not sure. Today, I decided to help him keep the secret in this room." The man's face sank, and the narrow knife more than half a meter long in his hand slowly raised and pointed at Zhang Feng.
"Oh?" Zhang Feng said faintly.
This guy seems to be an eighth rank martial artist!
An idea jumped out of his heart, and the arc of the corner of his mouth rose higher.
"If you want the things in the room, get past me first." The man said in a deep voice.
Zhang Feng nodded, before speaking, a crisp but suppressed cry came from around him: "Before you fight with him, can you let me go?"
Tilting his head to see, that familiar little face, full of Feixia, is infinitely shy.
Looking at it again, my hand seems to be holding a big white rabbit...
Just now, Zhang Feng put his arms around Lin Fei and backed away. The situation was urgent and he didn't pay attention to where he was holding his hands. At this time, he found that out of instinct, his fingers had been folded a few times.
"Hey, you are too much!"
Lin Fei was ashamed, and desperately broke free from Zhang Feng's arms, leaning against the wall and glaring at him with annoyed eyes.
It was an accident when dodged, and now I deliberately eat tofu.
"Man, haha!"
She added another sentence.
Zhang Feng touched his nose, a little embarrassed, "It's just instinct, it's not my intention."
"I believe you a ghost!" Lin Fei exclaimed angrily.
Zhang Feng hadn't responded yet, the man with a mean face roared: "You don't put me in your eyes too much, Lao Tzu's knife is only one meter away from you, and I can kill you with a move!"
(End of this chapter)