The bad guy died of talking too much. This sentence is not wrong at all. If Klaus doesn't shout such a powerful sentence before raising the gun, maybe he has a chance to sneak into Zhang Feng.
However, he insisted on shouting, not only to remind Zhang Feng, but to fully expose his actions.
Before the trigger was fully squeezed, one hand flew up in the air, and then the gun shot...
"Ah..." Klaus was also a cruel man, and the severe pain of his severed limb made him scream instinctively, and then he bit his teeth, and suffocated the shout.
"Yes, a bit spine."
Zhang Feng exclaimed loudly. He was completely indistinguishable from the person who just swung the knife. The blood on the blade's blade was still flowing slowly, and finally dripped to the ground, mixed with other blood stains, and could no longer be separated.
"Give me a joy!"
Klaus tried his best to raise his head, but the pain made him unable to straighten his back. The playing cards seemed ugly, and the corners of his eyes kept licking.
Knowing that death is coming, he has a kind of undaunted spirit.
If there is no previous confrontation, Zhang Feng might appreciate him, but there is no if.
"Fine, killing is no more than nodding, there is no need to commit more sins."
Zhang Feng raised his head and looked at the holes in the roof, muttered to himself, and then swung his knife.
"Hey!" With a soft sound, a generation of hero Klaus, nicknamed the poker card, fell, and fell together with the bodies of the other big brothers on the side and the blood coagulated in one place, and went to Huangquan together.
"It's boring, let's play with my girl."
Zhang Feng shook his head at the corpses all over the floor, turned and left the bloody cab.
When I went out, I saw Nan Liu standing on the side of the ship's side guardrail more than ten meters away, carefully looking at himself.
"You won't go?"
"Are you willing to let me go?"
The two spoke at the same time, and then fell into inexplicable silence.
A minute later, Nan Liu said again: "Zhang Feng, don't come to the Philippines in the future. You are not welcome in this country!"
Zhang Feng nodded: "Definitely not coming, I don't like this place either."
In just a few days, too many things happened, and Zhang Feng was very tired of killing and killing.
After saying this, he walked to the nearest life raft, slashed it across, and the life raft fell to the surface of the sea and automatically inflated and unfolded.
Zhang Feng looked back at Nanliu and said indifferently, "Welcome to take revenge.
, However, the moment you set foot on China, your life does not belong to you. "
After I finished speaking this time, I ignored Nan Liu's weird face and jumped and landed lightly on the life raft.
There is no need to row a boat with oars, and with a tight stomping, the life raft moves on its own and sails to the pier of flames.
Like an ancient emperor, he looks at the world, but he is as unrestrained as a hero, wiping away his clothes, hiding his merit and fame.
Nan Liu held on to the guardrail and stared straight at Zhang Feng's distant figure. For a long time, he punched the guardrail hard.
"For such a character, I will be hostile to him only when I have hallucinations after eating mushrooms. I asked for everything!"
Regret, but it's too late.
The generation of heroes who once controlled the city of San Fei sadly returned to the transportation boat, full of exhaustion, determined to leave this sad place, find a beautiful place and become a rich man.
After all, the fire on the pier attracted the fire brigade and other local departments. Rescue began gradually, and the harbour was turbulent.
Zhang Feng was in such chaos, carrying a fierce knife wrapped in torn clothes, walked out of the port swaggeringly and entered a van waiting on the side of the road.
"Sect Master, people from Chunyu Team are killing those thugs around. I saw a few masters secretly helping. Are they from Mingtang?"
Ding Xiaoshan wanted to report the situation, but Xue Chen pushed aside before he finished speaking. He sat down next to Zhang Feng and wiped the blood on Zhang Feng with a fragrant handkerchief.
"The clothes I prepared for you are scrapped every time. Do you have an opinion on me? Look, you are injured again. The injury on your back is not healed. I am angry..."
Xue Chen's eyes were red while disgusting, and he was obviously distressed.
Zhang Feng grinned and said: "It's okay. I killed all the six bosses, and I killed hundreds of their men. The rest were swept by explosions and fires. More than half were killed and injured. Now that the things here are done, we can go back to our country."
"Hmph, look down on you, a dignified generation of sect masters. As for killing a few black elders personally, the next order is to ensure that they will not survive for a week!"
Xue Chen still disliked Zhang Feng and rolled his eyes, but the movements on his hands became softer. For fear of hurting Zhang Feng, he carefully wiped off the blood.
Zhang Feng was still smiling, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time.
The wounds on the shoulders on both sides broke open again under the explosion, and they were agitated by the sea water again, and it was very painful.
"Ah, your wound is open!"
Xue Chen finally found blood oozing out of the gauze, and almost jumped up in shock. He hurriedly took out the prepared medicine box and personally helped Zhang Feng replace the gauze.
Finding that the wound was really open, it was another complaint.
"Sect Master, a hundred people beheaded, you are this!"
Ding Xiaoshan shrank in the back corner, giving Zhang Feng a thumbs up, winking, obviously there was something in the words.
Well, the sturdy witch has been conquered, and it is worthy of compliment from the male compatriots.
Zhang Feng grinned, not wanting to talk to him.
However, the next moment he said anxiously: "A boss gave me a safe key before he died. The code is 783621. You send someone to take out the contents of the safe."
"Yes!" Ding Xiaoshan agreed, and then took the key.
"What is it?" Xue Chen raised his head with a strange expression in his eyes, showing a bit of shrewdness.
Needless to say, there are some things, out of female intuition, she judged that there must be something good in the safe.
Zhang Feng suddenly had a headache. The pink diamond of more than one hundred carats was intended for Ye Qingxuan to show her identity. Now Xue Chen knows that if she wants...
There are too many women, so troublesome!
"Huh, it's just a little valuable thing, this hall master still looks down on it!" Xue Chen glared at Zhang Feng, lowered his head and continued to clean his wounds.
It hurts, obviously intentional.
Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, realizing that Xue Chen didn't mean to reduce his strength, he said quickly: "It's some diamonds, weighing three kilograms, and the largest of them is a pink diamond of more than 100 carats. Xue Chen, if you want it, I will make you a necklace and give it to you!"
Not to say no more, life is more important, as for the things used to highlight the wife of the master, just look for it.
"Diamonds, pink ones, more than a hundred carats?"
Xue Chen raised his head abruptly, his eyes widened, and there was a shining look flying in it, as if an evil dragon saw a treasure and was ready to snatch it.
Zhang Feng sighed slightly and nodded with a wry smile.
Sure enough, women have no resistance to things like diamonds, not to mention pink diamonds of more than one hundred carats.
That thing is simply a favorite of women!
(End of this chapter)