Zhou Hong was scrapped by Zhang Feng, and the other warriors watched this scene blankly, without reacting at all.
They are all martial artists, and they are very clear about how powerful a seventh-rank martial artist is. If they deal with ordinary people, thirty or fifty people want to get close, but they are a seventh-rank martial artist. In front of Zhang Feng, one kick is abandoned.
There was silence in the courtyard, the wind rustled, and the emerald green leaves were flying, seeming to indicate something.
"Do it, avenge Zhou Hong!"
A warrior was the first to react, he roared, and rushed to Zhang Feng first.
This is also a martial artist with a relatively high level of cultivation. He has at least a fifth-grade level of cultivation. The attacking movements are very neat and powerful. When he flies, he pops a leg and rushes straight to Zhang Feng's side of his head.
Fly kicking sideways, the attack is very strong, and even if there is no true energy, it can cause considerable damage, ranging from coma to death on the spot.
People just need to take the lead. With the leader, a group of sheep can also fight against the lion. The other warriors also recovered from the shout, and rushed towards Zhang Feng.
However, the next moment, a black light flashed, and the warrior flying in the air flew out sideways on the spot, flew a full five or six meters, and hit the big tree in the courtyard.
After the dull sound, more leaves fell and fluttered in all directions by the wind.
The excited group of warriors, as if they had been cast a body curse, all stopped in place, many of them still maintaining the shape of running hard.
But their expressions were no longer fierce, almost all of them were shocked.
With the sound of the wind blowing, Zhang Feng calmly put down his raised right leg, swept his eyes horizontally, and his cold eyes swept across the crowd, and the murderous intentions appeared.
After a rush, more than 30 warriors retreated one after another, their expressions changed from consternation to fear.
Abolished a martial artist with one foot, and they were all 6th and 7th rank masters, and directly suppressed them all.
"Go together, don't waste time, I have other places to go!"
Zhang Feng held his left hand behind him, and stretched out his right hand forward. Compared to a pleased look, his posture was as cool as he was, and he didn't pay attention to the thirty or so warriors at all.
The huge gap in strength made him not interested in playing with them one by one.
In the crowd, the warriors looked around, and no one rushed up to follow Zhang stupidly.
Feng tried desperately until a warrior pulled away and ran to the gate of the manor, and a rout occurred.
Thirty or so warriors, like headless flies, did not even have a period of time after a sound, Sa Yazi ran fast, making the yard empty in just a few seconds.
"Running... really fast!"
Zhang Feng grinned, a little speechless, and despised these warriors who were taking money but escaping by themselves at a critical juncture.
Turning around, he saw Zhou Kejin still holding his mobile phone, looking at himself with a demented expression.
"Old man Zhou, don't you want to call the police, why don't you call?" Zhang Feng asked.
"Uh… "
Zhou Kejin looked at the phone blankly, 110 was pressed on the screen, but did not call out. He threw the phone away like an electric shock, and then looked at Zhang Feng with fearful eyes.
When a person is old, the ruthlessness of the year has gradually dissipated with the years. If someone helps, he can still raise the ruthlessness, but the helpers ran away, and he couldn't get up without support.
Years of pampering and treatment has also consumed his will, and he can't control the fear in his heart, showing on his face.
"Now let's talk about it, did your Zhou family send someone to assassinate me?" Zhang Feng asked leisurely with his hands in his pockets.
Seemingly leisurely, the cold light in his eyes is still unabated, and he can feel the chill of the cold when he sweeps his eyes.
Murderousness is not something ordinary people can afford.
Zhou Chao felt Zhang Feng's gaze swept over him, he shook his head on the spot, and quickly concealed his fear by pretending to hold his grandfather. He didn't dare to look up.
"Okay, just talk, how much compensation do you want!"
Although fearful, Zhou Kejin also saw more winds and waves, and he could barely control himself, trying to keep his head up and staying at home.
As long as Zhang Feng is willing to accept compensation, he will dare to say that the Zhou family will continue to stand tall. Without the martial artist, the Zhou family will still have money, riches, and strength!
"It seems that the Zhou family is very rich." Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows and asked loudly, "So, Old Man Zhou, you admit that you sent a master from the Zhou family to the hospital to assassinate me and my family?"
Before Zhou Kejin was dim-eyed, he squinted his eyes and said, "Zhang Feng, I think there is a misunderstanding in this. I did not arrange for someone to assassinate you.
, Everything is Su Tzuyu, the second son of the Su family. He borrowed two masters from the Zhou family. I don’t know what to do with it! "
The old cunning man has refused to admit it until now, and the responsibility has been passed on to Su Tzuyu.
"Haha!" Zhang Feng sneered, and stretched out his left finger to point to Zhou Chao, "Since you don't know, then Young Master Zhou, should you be very clear?"
In other words, Ling Li's murderous intent was like a cold current, covering the Zhou Tide.
"I?"
Zhou Chao felt the chill that almost pierced his skin, shivering and hurriedly defended: "I was also deceived by Su Ziyu, I didn't want to kill you, and... and there is no sharp contradiction between us... right?"
After finishing talking, she smiled at Zhang Fengxianmei.
It is estimated that the elder brothers of the big family are the masters who eat soft things and fear hard things. If outsiders see the image of Zhou Chao, many people's jaws will be shocked.
Is this still the overbearing and domineering Zhou family young master
"Oh, so you are also a victim."
Zhang Feng put down his arm, his face sneered even more, and the murderous intention became more obvious with the smile, making people think that he would kill at any time.
"This one… "
Zhou Kejin and Zhou Chao looked at each other, and both saw fear in each other's eyes. This is the true expression of human beings when facing the scourge. It is written in genes and cannot be concealed.
"Chou, do you think I will believe in nonsense?" Zhang Feng yelled, with two fingers and a sharp posture like a sharp sword. "You send a killer to assassinate my whole family, then be prepared to bear my anger. !"
After saying this, step by step towards the two.
Zhou Chao was almost scared to pee and couldn't say a word. He even felt the breath of death enveloping him. If he moved, he would die, if he didn't move, he would die.
Zhou Kejin was also frightened by Zhang Feng’s breath. In a hurry, he yelled: "Zhang Feng, don’t mess around. My Zhou family did something wrong and would like to compensate. As long as you let us go, I will make a... Billion, do apologize!"
"Is Lao Tzu a person who lacks one hundred million?"
Zhang Feng asked in a deep voice, and continued to walk towards the two of them.
"This... That..." Zhou Kejin's old face was pale, panicked and helpless, and in the face of the biggest crisis in his life, he suddenly shouted: "One hundred million, U.S. dollars!"
(End of this chapter)