He is a general and a forward, and he is a sharp knife when used well.
Just like Yingbu, the prisoner of Lishan Mountain, a prisoner achieves great things.
Zhang Feng wanted to take him in after seeing him just now. Even if he didn't take him in, he didn't want him to die like this. What a pity!
Talent is available.
The key is how to use it and who to use it.
Now Zhang Feng's strength has crushed him. There is no problem in defeating him, but he still has to wait and see if he wants to surrender.
This is what Zhang Feng is doing now.
If he does not deserve it, then kill him. This kind of person will not be used by others, but will cause trouble everywhere and cannot be left.
"Really? Can I be free?" Guo Xinghui asked.
"Yes! I think I can do it!" Zhang Feng said: "The key is still you. Don't you think there is any meaning in dying like this? Dying for that hypocritical Mr. Zhu?"
Guo Xinghui said nothing.
Zhang Feng continued: "You want money? Haha, I lack everything here except money!"
Guo Xinghui didn't speak yet.
"You're stalling for time, right? Are you waiting for your people to come? Guo Xinghui, wake up, you can't wait, or do you want to die?" Zhang Feng said, "Since you want to die, why are you fighting me? ? Do you want to prove you? You have proven your strength just now. If you want to die, just kill yourself. I am too lazy to kill people like you!
Guo Xinghui said nothing, lowered his head, his breathing was a little troubled, and the broken ribs were inserted into his lungs.
But he still held on.
"If you keep stalling like this and the police come, it will be difficult for you to die. They won't let you die. It's better to kill yourself now and save trouble! If I intervene, you will live well. You Let’s use the second half of our life to atone for this sin!”
Zhang Feng still didn't see any hesitation in him.
What should be done has been done, it's a pity.
"Haha!" Guo Xinghui stood up.
Bai Jiajia, who was watching from a distance, was very nervous. She didn't understand why Brother Feng didn't get rid of this big bad guy. It was too bad for him.
And Brother Feng’s injury is very, very serious!
There was blood coming out of his arms and feet.
But when Brother Feng made his move just now, it was simply too handsome.
The big bad guy beat him back repeatedly before, as if he had no power to parry. After he made his move, Bai Jiajia realized that Brother Feng had been maintaining his strength and gave him a fatal blow at the critical moment!
Now that it took the big bad guy a long time to stand up, it means that he has been seriously injured, and it also means that Brother Feng's strength has crushed him.
Is it Brother Feng who is subduing him
It's too strong. This is more exciting than defeating him.
Brother Feng's teammates are already here, and the police will arrive soon. The bad guy is the only one, and he is dead.
Therefore, Bai Jiajia is not worried about brother Feng's safety at all, but is worried about his injuries.
otBrother, can you go and help him? I'm really worried about his injury. Look, there's so much blood coming out! otBai Jiajia asked again.
The gigolo was a little impatient. Why did this little kid talk so much? Has he already said a lot of it? Your brother Feng will be fine, why are you still asking
So the gigolo stopped talking.
Bai Jiajia continued to watch, while Bai Jiajia clenched her fists tightly, wanting to go up to help, but she knew very well that if she wanted to go up to help, she would become a burden to Brother Feng. Although the situation was now reversed, Brother Feng had already occupied the upper peak. .
That's how girls feel.
At this moment, the two people on the opposite side started fighting again, and Guo Xinghui showed his final glory.
Facing his final attack, Zhang Feng had no reservations and unleashed his due fighting power.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, Guo Xinghui was knocked far away and fell to the ground again.
He squatted there half-crouched with his hands supported, and did not stand up to fight immediately, but murmured: "Why, why?" ot
When Zhang Feng heard what he said, he couldn't help but feel that his fate was tragic. It was indeed tragic for a person as strong as him, who worked so hard and so many people could not even decide his own destiny.
Judging from his tone, he seemed to have been convinced.
otIf you trust me, follow me now and go to the police station! otZhang Feng said.
Guo Xinghui's body was trembling. Zhang Feng punched hard just now, but it didn't hit his fatal part.
At this time, the Huangquan team came back. Li Jian and Jackal carried a dead man over and stopped a few meters away from Zhang Feng. They threw the body to the ground and just watched without coming to help.
More than a dozen people just looked at them and Guo Xinghui.
Guo Xinghui raised his eyes and glanced at the corpse. It was Ma Shang. He was dead.
Needless to say, the stronghold on the sea has also been taken away. Now he really only has two options.
Seeing his confidant lying there in such a miserable state of death made him suddenly feel the value of living!
die!
For gangsters like them who kill without batting an eye, they cherish it even more because they have seen too many deaths and they don't want to become such a cold corpse that slowly turns smelly and decays.
Zhang Feng gave him hope of living.
So he had an idea in his mind.
However, this matter is not that simple!
otLet me go, I will capture Zhu Shanmao and bring it to you! otGuo Xinghui said coldly.
Everyone had problems when they heard this, especially the King of Hell. How could he let someone like Guo Xinghui go? That would be letting the tiger go back to the mountain.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Feng agreed: "Okay, you can go!" Use this to contact me. ot
As he spoke, Zhang Feng tore off a piece of his clothes that had not been stained by blood, wiped the blood on his chest with his fingers, and then wrote his personal number on the piece of cloth with his bloody fingers.
After finishing writing, he flicked his hand and the piece of cloth flew towards Guo Xinghui and landed on the ground in front of him very accurately.
Guo Xinghui was restrained, not because of the blood book, but because of this skill. This piece of cloth flew very ethereal, how could he control it
This is not a piece of paper, a playing card or any other hard piece!
How did he do that
Thinking about it, Guo Xinghui was shocked again.
This shows that this person's strength has reached such a terrifying level.
Although the King of Hell and others objected to Zhang Feng's approach, they did not say it out at this time, because no one could refute Zhang Feng's decision on this matter.
If he is slapped in the face and Guo Xinghui really doesn't come back, then he will take care of it himself.
The King of Hell believed in Zhang Feng, so he said nothing.
Boom boom!
There were continuous explosions over the orchard, and the police moved forward again.
Guo Xinghui stood up, turned around and left without saying a word and without even looking at Zhang Feng.
But he glanced at Guo Xingheng not far away.
At this time, Guo Xingheng was dying. He squinted his eyes and watched his so-called brother leave.