"Chen Feng!" Xiao Lin's voice was full of joy, yet a little anxious.
"You idiot, didn't I tell you not to come over here? Go away, it's dangerous here!" Xiao Lin shouted loudly in his heart.
Chen Feng walked into the warehouse slowly. There was no expression on his face, as if he was wearing a mask, and even his muscles did not tremble.
"Boy, stand there and don't move!" Wang Wenjun's face darkened and he shouted sternly.
“Tap—tap—tap—”
Chen Feng still walked forward slowly, his eyes looking straight at Wang Wenjun, and a boundless coldness locked tightly on Wang Wenjun's body.
"Hmph! Don't come over here again." Wang Wenjun's face flashed with anger, and he stepped back to Xiao Lin's side. He raised his palm above her head and shouted sternly, "If you come over here again, I will kill her now!"
Chen Feng's footsteps finally stopped.
He stood upright in the field, like a poplar tree rising into the sky, with a fierce aura all over his body.
"Let her go immediately, and I will leave your body intact!" Chen Feng said indifferently, but revealed infinite coldness.
Today, he was angry. Someone dared to threaten him with someone close to him. This was like a reverse scale for Chen Feng, a capital crime!
I remember the last time, when Chen Feng was still the Alchemy Ancestor, a large sect actually captured his third disciple Cui Jue and threatened him with Cui Jue's life. In order not to implicate Chen Feng at that time, Cui Jue resolutely chose to self-destruct.
In the end, this large sect was reduced to ashes under Chen Feng's bloody hands, and all the hundreds of thousands of disciples in the sect were killed by him with thunder and lightning. This led to his death by the extremely terrifying inner demon tribulation when he was overcoming the heavenly tribulation.
But if Chen Feng were to do it again, he would do the same thing. If he couldn't even protect the people close to him, then what was the point of practicing Taoism
"Ha ha ha." Wang Wenjun's laughter was full of sarcasm.
"Kid, don't be so arrogant. Take a look around you first." As soon as Wang Wengui finished speaking, he heard footsteps all around.
Chen Feng looked up and found that people had come out from every corner around him, and they all held black guns in their hands. The black barrels of the guns were all pointed at him, and the overwhelming pressure rolled in. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have been scared to the point of his legs going limp.
However, Chen Feng is naturally not an ordinary person.
As early as entering the gate, Chen Feng's perception technique had already fully understood everything around him. However, Chen Feng was not very afraid of these terrifying hot weapons.
Looking coldly at Wang Wenjun's arrogant face, Chen Feng said softly: "I will count to three and release Xiao Lin immediately, otherwise, I will start a killing spree." Chen Feng's words were not heavy, but when heard by everyone, there was an indescribable chill.
But at this moment, Wang Wenjun, relying on his large numbers, naturally did not take Chen Feng's words to heart. Instead, he laughed and raised his hand sarcastically: "He still doesn't know whether to live or die. Brothers, go and kill him."
As soon as he finished speaking, these members of the Prince's Gang all moved the triggers at their fingertips as if they had rehearsed it before.
“Boom—”
Suddenly, a deafening noise was heard in the warehouse.
Tongues of scorching fire burst out from the mouth of the gun, and countless red-hot bullets rushed towards Chen Feng like demons ready to devour their prey.
"Hmph—" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, but his body stood there motionless as if he was stupid.
"Chen Feng, be careful!" Seeing this, Xiao Lin was filled with shock and anger, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
However, the speed of the bullets was simply beyond the reach of her shouting. The moment Xiao Lin spoke, countless bullets had already penetrated Chen Feng's body.
"Haha, kid, you were very arrogant just now, let's see if you can still survive!" Wang Wenjun shouted ferociously.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
A series of bullets hit the concrete floor of the warehouse with a bang, leaving it spotted and riddled with holes.
Wang Wenjun's eyes widened, and he saw that Chen Feng had disappeared, and the shadow that was there disappeared quietly. The bullet just hit his shadow.
"Where are the people?" Wang Wenjun's pupils shrank, and he suddenly saw a green light appear in the corner of his eyes.
"Be careful!" he shouted suddenly at a group of gunmen on his left.
But it's too late!
The afterimage that Chen Feng had turned into had already quickly passed through the group of gunmen. In a flash of green light, the gunmen's eyes suddenly went dark, and their bodies were silently cut in half.
The Autumn Water Sword, a top-grade magical sword, was emerald green. When used, it was like the flashing of autumn eyes, and the sword was invisible. At this moment, the sharpness of the Autumn Water Sword was fully demonstrated in Chen Feng's hands.
"Swish—" After killing the last gunman of this wave, Chen Feng disappeared again.
At the same time, a large number of bullets were madly sweeping towards the position where Chen Feng was just standing, and sparks were flying again.
The speed of the bullet could not keep up with Chen Feng's movements.
"People upstairs, be careful, he is coming towards you!" Wang Wenjun followed Chen Feng's figure with his eyes and reminded him.
At this moment, the rest of the gunmen were already prepared. They stared intently at the direction where Chen Feng was coming from, holding their guns tightly in their hands. Once they saw Chen Feng, they would fire at him like thunder.
"Whoosh—" a breeze blew by.
They suddenly felt weak all over, and their hands could no longer hold the guns in their hands.
With a "click, click" sound, the guns in their hands fell to the ground, and then, as if they were asleep, they closed their eyes and fell to the ground. There was a faint red mark on each of their necks. Not far away, a faint green light quietly disappeared.
It was just a faint red mark. Chen Feng's sword was so fast and sharp that the blood could not keep up with the speed of their death.
At this moment, Chen Feng demonstrated the art of killing to them. He grinned with concern, and before the other gunmen could react, he disappeared again.
At this moment, all the other gunmen were watching the movements around them in fear, and they all prayed that Chen Feng's next target would not be them. Perhaps, they could not escape the killing of this demon today, but it would be good to die a moment later.
"Damn it! Teams, be careful!" Wang Wenjun shouted, "Crazy snipers, why don't you take action now!"
As soon as Wang Wenjun finished speaking, a subtle wave was heard, as if a curtain was slowly covering the entire warehouse.
At the same time, Chen Feng, who was moving, suddenly felt as if he was being locked on, and a heart-pounding sense of crisis suddenly came over him.
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