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Hearing Wang Xiaojuan's translation, Zhang Feng's eyelids twitched involuntarily, and he cursed in a low voice: "Made, I don't have an atomic bomb in my hands right now, otherwise I'll just slap him in the face."
"Fuck grandma, you actually want to kill me. Wang Xiaojuan, don't you have a gun in your hand? Come on, shoot me and let him continue to pretend to be cool with me."
Wang Xiaojuan nodded, held Zhang Feng's neck and raised her body slightly, placed the pistol on Zhang Feng's shoulder as a support, and pointed it at the car behind her.
The man in the car also noticed this situation, the smile on his lips became more contemptuous, and he just raised the window.
boom. The gunshot rang out, and the bullet grazed the barrel of the gun and hit the car window, leaving only a little mark, and the car glass was not even broken.
Wang Xiaojuan also looked ugly and said in a weak voice: "It's bulletproof, and the power of the pistol can't penetrate it at all!"
"Made!"
Zhang Feng cursed in a low voice, and then said: "Then ignore that die-hard for now, shoot at the pursuers, and kill as many as you can. If you are chasing us on the road so unscrupulously, if you don't show them some dignity, Look, I really think we two have such good tempers."
Wang Xiaojuan nodded weakly and moved the muzzle of the gun slightly to lock on the pursuer behind him who was carrying a samurai sword.
Bang bang bang!
Bullets kept shooting out of the gun! Needless to say, Wang Xiaojuan's marksmanship is as good as every gunshot, one of the pursuers will scream and fall to the ground.
The gunfire stopped, and the pursuers behind him really didn't dare to pursue as wildly as before. The speed has slowed down slightly, but he is still following behind like a tarsal maggot.
However, Zhang Feng frowned slightly and said coldly: "Why don't you continue shooting? There is only one bullet left in the magazine?"
"The last bullet is reserved for myself. I will not let myself fall into their hands alive." Wang Xiaojuan said.
Zhang Feng's brows furrowed even more tightly. She understood what Wang Xiaojuan meant and the intentions of the pursuers behind her.
The other party was playing with him like a cat catching a mouse, just to catch him alive. Otherwise, the other party could just drive over and hit him, even if it was him and Wang Xiao.
Even though Juan had nine lives, she could only die once.
"Don't worry, shoot. If I can survive, I will take you away. If I can't survive, I will kill you before I die!" Zhang Feng said coldly.
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Wang Xiaojuan, who was shrinking in Zhang Feng's arms, raised her head slightly and looked at Zhang Feng's determined mouth. She suddenly realized that this man was not as annoying as she thought.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If I hadn't insisted on going my own way, I wouldn't have been unable to complete the task, and now I was in such an embarrassing situation.
Put the pistol on Zhang Feng's shoulder again, lock the pursuer behind him, lock the enemy, and steadily pull the trigger.
boom! The last bullet was fired, directly killing the pursuer closest to Zhang Feng's back.
The bullet hit the enemy between the eyebrows. The man's head tilted back violently, and blood spurted out from the blood hole between the eyebrows. The whole person fell directly to the ground, and he was already dead and could no longer die.
The pistol without bullets fell from Wang Xiaojuan's hand and fell to the ground with a clang.
With this sound, Zhang Feng's steps also stopped abruptly.
Slowly placing Wang Xiaojuan in his arms on the ground, Zhang Feng's chest heaved violently, breathing heavily.
He was really too tired. If he kept running and lost strength, he would really become a piece of fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered. It's okay to die, but Zhang Feng doesn't allow himself to die so cowardly.
When the pursuers behind saw Zhang Feng stop, they also stopped about ten meters away from him.
Standing at their sides with katana in both hands, their bodies slightly arched, they are waiting for orders. As long as they give an order, they seem to use the katana in their hands to tear apart all the enemies in front of them.
But they were facing Zhang Feng, a man who had been struggling in a difficult life since childhood.
He slowly turned around, with a bleak smile on his lips, and murmured in a low voice: "The Japanese country is really a stupid nation. The matter is so big and the police have been showing up for so long. It's really a collusion between the government and gangsters. To this extent."
The black car stopped, and a man wearing sunglasses and a mustache got out. His eyes under his sunglasses were slightly surprised. He originally expected to see anxiety and panic on this man's face.
But he was disappointed after all. There was no such negative emotion on Zhang Feng's face. On the contrary, he raised his chin slightly, tilted his head, and raised his brows.
"Wang Xiaojuan, come and help me translate. You Japanese people are all bastards. Don't you want to arrest me? Why are you so cowardly now?" Zhang Feng said.
His foul language made Wang Xiaojuan blush slightly, but under such circumstances, she did not hesitate and weakly translated Zhang Feng's words to the Japanese people opposite.
The faces of the pursuers holding samurai swords changed drastically, and their faces were full of anger. They all rushed towards the enemy eagerly. If looks could kill, Zhang Feng would have been cut to pieces by the fierce eyes of these people!
The corners of the mustache man's mouth twitched slightly, but he suddenly smiled and said: "You can only use this curse to cover up the fear in your heart. This is a sign of weakness, and it is also a sign of cowardice of you Chinese people. character."
Hearing Wang Xiaojuan's translation, Zhang Feng seemed to have heard the best joke in the world. He laughed wildly and even shed tears of laughter.
Stopping his laughter, Zhang Feng shook his head slightly and said: "Narrowness, this is the character of your Japanese nation! How can such a narrow-minded nation like you understand our Chinese character? Cowardice? What a joke, five thousand years of civilization Let us have many qualities in our bones, but not cowardice. On the contrary, I am standing in front of you now. Come on, I will let you see what Chinese people are and what is beyond the reach of a narrow nation like you. Exist!" After saying that, Zhang Feng spread his arms with a "let you pick it up" attitude.
"Hmph, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth! I want to see if your skills are as good as your skills with your mouth! Come on, just take a breath!" the mustached man said with a cold snort.
"￥%... &" The Japanese men holding samurai swords roared and rushed towards Zhang Feng with long strides.
Facing these vicious Japanese people, Zhang Feng did not move. Wang Xiaojuan is right behind her and cannot move!