Outside the factory building, the police have already begun to move the police car, giving way to a road that can leave the factory.
Carlos saw it in the dark and couldn't help but sneered: "Zhang Feng, the only SS-level killer, the number one killer in the past, I believe your name will resound throughout the earth!"
Hearing this, Ding Shanshan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Carlos, my boss and you have no grievances and no grudges, nothing more than to fight for a name, if you dare to let his name out with the first killer Let everyone in the world know, then I can tell you that you are dead, and there will be countless people chasing you to death!"
Carlos turned his head to stare at Ding Xiaoshan, his eyes narrowed, and his hand was stabbed.
"Bah..." There was a rubbing sound that made people's spine cool, and the dagger pierced Ding Xiaoshan's shoulder deeply, and the blood immediately drenched a piece of clothing.
"You...you are so ruthless!"
Ding Xiaoshan looked weak, but at the moment he was very stiff, his face had been distorted due to pain, but his body was quite straight.
He met Carlos's gaze and grinned and said: "Don't think I'm joking, you don't know the true identity of my boss, have you heard of the Dark Night Gate?"
"Ok?"
Carlos's face changed, and there was a trace of jealousy in the ferocity, "Is the Dark Night Gate also intervening in the killer world?"
"Hahahaha..." Ding Xiaoshan looked up to the sky and smiled, "You also underestimated our dark night gate, a few killers, as for the master of my house?"
"Then you are..." Carlos hesitated for a while.
Ding Xiaoshan's face was full, his shoulders were too painful, and he gritted his teeth for patience. He cleared his throat and said loudly, "I am the secretary of the dark night gate. You can change your name or change your surname, so is Ding Xiaoshan!"
"..."
Carlos still had a fierce face and his eyes were confused.
Well, as a descendant of white people living in South America, his way of thinking is far from that of Chinese people, and he didn't even hear the deep meaning of Ding Shan's words.
Ding Xiaoshan had a frustration that was more pretending than others did not understand. He gritted his teeth and said, "I am the secretary of the doormaster and have been following Zhang Feng. Who do you think Zhang Feng is?"
"Who?" Carlos asked again.
Ding Xiaoshan almost fell down and stood firm, not intending to be long-winded, and said with a clear cough, "My sect master is Zhang Feng, dignified.
The righteous master of the dark night gate! "
"..."
Carlos didn't speak, his face didn't change, but his eyes trembled slightly, indicating the violent fluctuations in his heart.
"How about it, are you scared?" Ding Xiaoshan said with his head held up.
Upon hearing this, Carlos's eyes froze instantly, and various complex expressions such as viciousness and viciousness appeared one after another.
"What are you looking at?" Ding Xiaoshan glanced at him with a look of disdain, "Hurry up, Xiaoye drove you out. As long as you don't talk nonsense, the owner of my house will naturally not stare at you as a small person."
Carlos did not respond to him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and suddenly, he stabbed Ding Xiaoshan's abdomen with a knife.
"Uh... you... aren't you afraid of... death...?"
Ding Xiaoshan was stunned, he didn't expect Carlos to attack him suddenly.
Carlos supported him, pressed his face to his ear, and whispered: "Zhang Feng may let me go, but you, the dark night gate, will definitely not let me go, let alone I killed so many of you, the dark night gate I know the habit of retribution to the sacred canthus!"
"Kill me...you...you will die too!" Ding Xiaoshan's face was pale, and the intense pain caused his whole body to tremble.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, the windows are covered with self-heating stickers. No one can see who the driver is. Please sit in the co-pilot and accompany me for a ride!"
Carlos hugged Ding Xiaoshan like an old friend meeting, and walked towards the Audi step by step.
All this, Zhang Feng and hundreds of police officers guarding outside, no one knew...
Carlos helped Ding Shanshan to the side of the car, opened the door, and drove him into the car. At this moment, there was a soft sound, which was very clear in the empty and depressed workshop.
Hearing the sound, Carlos instinctively lowered his head to dodge, however, the opponent's target was not his back at all, but his back.
With a puff, a short, palm-length arrow pierced into his vest, leaving only the tail trembling.
"Ah..." With a scream, Carlos turned around fiercely, and stared at the beam on the top of his head. His arms were exposed, "I killed you!"
He rose into the air and rushed to the person hiding the sneak attack.
A dark shadow turned over from the beam. At a height of three or four meters, it was as light as a swallow. It ran away when it landed, shouting, "Zhang Feng
Come and save me, Carlos is going to kill Ding Shanshan and me! "
The voice was crisp, and suddenly it was Ai Rongrong.
More than 20 meters away from the factory gate, Zhang Feng was not the only one who heard the sound. The policemen heard it, and everyone was taken aback by the sudden change.
"wait for me!"
When everyone was in a daze, Zhang Feng roared, and fully displayed the Ye Feng Juying Figure, flashing in general, and the figure appeared for the second time at the entrance of the factory.
A slender figure rushed towards him.
Zhang Feng didn't hesitate at all, flew up and kicked towards this figure.
"Ah..." Ai Rongrong was taken aback by Zhang Feng's actions, and was simply stunned.
"Squat down!"
At the moment of the photoelectric flint, a roar came.
Ai Rongrong didn't even think about it, she just fell to the ground.
Zhang Feng flew past her head and rushed out from Carlos who was chasing straight behind.
This foot seemed unremarkable, it was a flying leg that a warrior could use, but no one jumped up long ago and took a pose to fly forward.
Because the enemy is mobile, it is easy to dodge, and even seize the opportunity to counterattack.
The moment Carlos saw Zhang Feng, he also thought of counterattack, but the moment he raised his dagger, his gaze coincided with Zhang Feng's.
"No, get out of here!"
With a yell in his heart, Carlos abruptly controlled his arm, and then used a lazy donkey rolling motion, trying to slip past Zhang Feng, and then hijacked Ai Rongrong to give himself another chance to escape.
"Humph!"
There was a cold snort in the air, making Carlos cold.
But he had no room for change. He raised his head sharply and saw Zhang Feng twisted his body, changed his actions and kicked it off.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound of broken bones, Zhang Feng kicked Carlos's back and centered on his spine.
Carlos slid past Ai Rongrong on the spot and rolled out.
Zhang Feng didn't intend to give him another chance, so he rushed forward and stepped on it.
"No..." Carlos wanted to ask for mercy, only when he looked up, he saw a big foot obscuring his vision.
The next moment, a rotten watermelon burst...
After Zhang Feng retired, the existing world's number one killer, the famous Carlos, died tragically on the spot.
(End of this chapter)