Yu Xiangdong realized that Zhang Feng was walking towards him, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
He was afraid, knowing that he had provoked an opponent that he shouldn't provoke, or that he couldn't afford to provoke.
His body was trembling and he kept shaking his head.
Hu Xinting didn't look back, as if she didn't care what happened or what was about to happen.
Zhang Feng walked up to Yu Xiangdong and pulled him up from the ground by his neck collar.
Who would have thought that the M&A maniacs who were running rampant in the mall would now be shaking like chaff.
"Don't kill me... I have money... I'll give you money, don't kill me..." Yu Xiangdong knew that it was completely impossible for him to suppress Zhang Feng with his bullshit identity at this time. No matter how awesome his identity was, he could still Is it possible for a king to be awesome? Wang Qian was killed by him, so what more could he have
"Money? Do you think I care about money? Is your brain playing tricks on you? Yu Xiangdong, do you know what the biggest mistake you made is?"
Zhang Feng cursed, pulled Yu Xiangdong to Hu Xinting's side, pulled his hair and pressed him against Hu Xinting's feet.
"Look, take a look for yourself? This is your fiancée's foot. You don't feel any pain at all, do you? Look at yourself again. Why are you wearing shoes? Why don't you give them to her?"
Faced with such a question, Yu Xiangdong had no way to answer. His mouth was trembling and his body was shaking like chaff.
Zhang Feng held the gun and stared at Yu Xiangdong's head, put his mouth to his ear, and sneered: "I tell you, you are not worthy of him, you know? Do you know what to do? I will stare at you Yes, my eyes will be fixed on you. If I am not satisfied, my gun will stick out from the darkness, put it on your head, and pull the trigger! "
"And just like that, boom!"
The gunshots made with his mouth frightened Yu Xiangdong almost to the point of paralysis. His legs seemed to have no bones. When he heard the gunshots, he was even more excited. The smashed inside of his crotch finally couldn't help but spurt out. Yellow soup.
Zhang Feng sneered disdainfully and kicked Yu Xiangdong several meters away.
Yu Xiangdong curled up and fell to the ground, completely frightened.
Zhang Feng knelt down next to Hu Xinting, took his hand, and put the gun directly into her hand.
In a voice that only two people could hear, he said: "Remember what you promised me!"
Holding Hu Xinting's hand and putting the muzzle of the gun on his chest, Zhang Feng was laughing!
Everyone in the room was stunned, what is this going on
Tears fell from the corners of Hu Xinting's eyes, and she shook her head slightly. Although she agreed to Zhang Feng, she found that she simply couldn't do it. It only took a small amount of force to pull the trigger, but she couldn't pull it at all!
Zhang Feng was smiling, smiling brightly, "You don't want me to die in the hands of others, do you?"
Then his smile faded again, and he looked around at the people in the room, "You should know me, right? My name is Zhang Feng, remember my name."
He frowned, pursed his lips, grabbed Hu Xinting's hand and pulled the trigger with her.
boom!
The bullet penetrated Zhang Feng's chest!
Hu Xinting's hand dropped weakly, the gun fell to the ground, and tears blurred her eyes.
Zhang Feng's body was still supported, and gurgling blood emerged from the bullet hole in his chest.
Looking at Hu Xinting, the corners of her mouth moved as if she wanted to smile, but in the end she didn't laugh, and her body fell backwards to the ground.
There was dead silence in the room for two seconds. Suddenly, the guests rushed outside crazily.
The pressure that the living Zhang Feng brought to them was too great, and now they were finally relieved.
Everyone in the Wang family fell on Wang Qian's side. Unfortunately, Wang Qian was already dead. Then they focused their attention on Zhang Feng who fell to the ground, preparing to pounce on him.
At this moment, Hu Xinting fell down from the chair, picked up the pistol that fell on the ground, and pointed the gun at them.
The Wang family finally stopped.
The guests who escaped apparently told the SWAT team outside what happened. The SWAT team, armed with live ammunition, rushed in with guns. Seeing this, Hu Xinting also threw the unloaded pistol on the ground.
The SWAT police pointed their guns at the unconscious Zhang Feng.
At this moment, two more people rushed in, the old beggar from Gusu and his driver.
After passing through the blockade with his ID in hand, the old beggar's eyes widened when he saw Zhang Feng lying on the ground and the bullet hole in his chest facing his heart.
"Who did this? Who did this!" The roar was so loud that other people's ears were ringing.
In front of him was the scene that the old beggar didn't want to see. As long as Zhang Feng didn't die, even if he stabbed a hole in the sky, he would never die. At most, he would be sentenced and thrown into prison.
As long as you don't die, you have a chance, but now there is nothing.
Hu Xinting struggled to get up from the ground, glanced at Zhang Feng, turned to the old beggar, and said, "Mr. Gusu, it was me who fired the gun. Can you lend me a step to speak?"
After hearing the first half of the sentence, the old beggar's body rushed out, and his right palm whizzed out, heading straight for Hu Xinting's head!
Just hit it and you will be killed immediately.
Finally, his palm fell on half an inch of Hu Xinting's forehead, and he said coldly: "You'd better tell me one, two, three, otherwise, even if it's you, I will make you pay for him with your life!"
After walking to the side and whispering a few words, the old beggar nodded slightly, "It's better to be like what you said."
Zhang Feng, who was completely unconscious, was brought by the ambulance that arrived later. However, the doctor's attitude was very clear. His pulse was weak and his breath was loose, so his chances of survival were slim. Moreover, the shot was in the heart. Even if he could be saved, there would definitely be sequelae.
There were other injured people operating at the same time. As for the other guests, they were borrowed by the SWAT team or by their own people.
After all the busy work was finished, the sky had brightened slightly, and Dingxiang Villa, which was bustling with people yesterday, was now wailing.
Wang Gan is dead, and the sons of the Wang family are ineffective and destined to be difficult to achieve anything.
In the emergency room, after four and a half hours of continuous rescue, the doctor sighed feebly, shook his head slightly and walked out of the emergency room.
The only one waiting at the door was the old beggar.
"How about it?"
"I tried my best." The doctor asked the old beggar to walk towards the end of the corridor.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the emergency room was pushed open, and the doctors and nurses walked out, pushing the body covered with white cloth, and went straight to the morgue.
The old beggar slumped on the chair helplessly, as if all his strength had been drained out.
Hu Xinting was taken to the SWAT team to record a statement. After she explained what happened, she was picked up by the Hu family.
The matter was quickly concluded. The explosion in the parking lot and the murder of Wang Qian were carried out by Zhang Feng alone. There are also unidentified people who need to be investigated, and they are suspected to be overseas killers. The murderer Zhang Feng committed suicide out of fear of crime, but died after resuscitation failed. No one had any objections because there were too many people present, all witnesses.