Chapter 308: Conspiracy
In the midst of this dead silence, suddenly, there was a banging gunshot!
Between the lightning and flint, Liu Feng dodged sideways, and the bullet hit the wall.
"Kill him!"
Boom!
In the next second, everyone present took out sticks and knives from under the table and rushed towards Liu Feng.
The scene was suddenly chaotic.
It's just looking for death!
Liu Feng's eyes flashed with a strange light, and the gun in his hand became more and more transparent, and when everyone rushed up, he opened fire, hitting four people in one shot.
The god of war appeared, and his shooting power was mighty, where are these little minions compared to.
The corpses in one place made the people who were still alive feel inexplicable fear.
In the dim light, the person who was standing at the door just now had no shadow, and in the quiet air, except for the sound of breathing, there was silent terror.
The person at the head cautiously probed forward, and suddenly a black shadow flashed above his head, making him can't help but raise his head, and he slammed into the back, and died of blood.
The person who was still standing next to him was suddenly frightened.
This...... Who is it?
Who is so powerful!
Liu Feng, who was standing in the dark, looked at everyone in the boxing room on the verge of collapse.
The gun in his hand was raised lazily.
"5 seconds, open the door!"
"Delay for 1 second, and one person will die!"
There was no human figure in the air, but I heard the sound of an underground Yama.
Everyone began to tremble, and they tried to escape.
Turning around, the door behind him, as if it had touched a mechanism, closed instantly, and in an instant, the underground boxing room became a Yama field.
"Smack"
Gunshots rang out, and someone fell to the ground!
That's less than five seconds!
The sound of a "click" pistol made someone collapse on the ground in fright.
There was still no one in the crowd, Liu Feng's gaze swept over the unfamiliar faces, and he targeted a woman in the corner, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pistol pointed at her.
And she seemed to sense the edge of death, and looked at Liu Feng in the dark with an expressionless face.
Sure enough, it's not simple.
The gun moved down slowly, aiming directly at her hand, opening and closing the board, and screaming.
"Chestnut ......"
The woman covered her fingers and knelt on the ground, and everyone present panicked and shouted nervously.
It seems that this woman really has weight.
"Where's the key?"
Liu Feng leaned against the wall and said lightly: "If you don't say it, I will scrap all your fingers!"
The woman was still raising her head and scolding, but when she heard this, her body couldn't help but tremble, and her eyes moved slowly.
Only Liu Feng knew what she was afraid of.
"Chestnuts?"
"Famous pianist!
Every sentence was cut like a knife on the chestnut's heart.
In the past, she went in and out of high-end occasions, and met all famous families, and any academic research was quite well-known in the world.
Once upon a time, she was huddled in this basement and gambled for a living with a bunch of big men.
Liu Feng's words were like revealing her past scars, exposing her red fruit to everyone's eyes.
"Who the hell are you?"
The person next to Chestnut asked angrily, and was just about to stand up, when a gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit his heart and fell at Chestnut's feet.
"Xiaowei ......" Chestnut picked up the person at his feet and shouted in a broken heart.
"What the hell are you going to do?"
"Key!
"Otherwise, I won't let you touch the piano for the rest of your life!"
Like a spell, Chestnut frowned in pain, and his bloody fingers reached into his neck, pulling out a necklace in the shape of a key, and was about to take it off.
The figure in front of him appeared, and when he reacted, the necklace around his neck was gone.
Moving so quickly, who is he?
Liu Feng got the key, pushed the door in, the room was in the same layout as when he came to see Wu Ma that day, he glanced around, walked directly to the big place of the sofa, and bent down to move the seat of the sofa.
The base of the "click" sofa moved out of a long drawer, and a dead body lay inside.
It's a witch horse.
Liu Feng didn't know when Wu Ma died, and he didn't know if the person he saw last time was a real Wu Ma, but it can be believed that someone has been manipulating this matter from beginning to end.
And this person's goal is obviously aimed at him.
At this time, the window opened, and Qin Luo jumped in.
"What's next?"
He originally wanted to help Liu Feng, but looking at the scene of one enemy against a hundred, he asked instead.
"It's burning!"
Liu Feng turned around and walked out, Qin Luo followed behind, and when he passed by the people outside, his clothes were suddenly grabbed by someone.
"I can help you!"
This sudden sound made Liu Feng stop.
Chestnut's pale face pleaded, "I can help you find those girls!
The gaze shifted to the man snuggled at her feet, and it turned out to be her brother.
As for saving her?
A woman who can survive in this atmosphere, does she still need to be saved?
"Take them to the hospital!"
Looking at Liu Feng, who was striding away, Qin Luo was a little puzzled, but he still did as he asked.
The underground boxing room of Jiangcheng was burned.
This demarcation point, which occupies the underworld of Jiangcheng, has become a place that the guardians of Jiangcheng have not dared to move for several years, and it turned into ashes overnight.
No one knows what happened that night, only that the legendary witch horse never appeared again.
When he got the news that the underground boxing room was burned, Yan Yanwen's first reaction was that Liu Feng did it.
And that night, Liu Feng went in his overalls.
"I have a strong relationship with Zhang Peng on the front foot, and you will burn the underground boxing room on the back foot, what do you make him think of me?"
Liu Feng ate the steak slowly and methodically, and said lightly: "The steak is a little old!"
It's good to have a steak in prison, and this guy picks and chooses fat and thin!
"You're not too stupid, you know that Zhang Peng has something to do with this underground boxing room!"
Yan Yan Wen glared at him like a retard, "Am I an idiot who doesn't know anything in your eyes?"
"The Witch Horse is dead!"
"If you are burned by fire, you must be dead!"
"No!" Liu Feng shook his head, "Wu Ma is already dead! After being killed, he was stuffed under the sofa where he often sleeps!"
"Who did it?" Yan Yan Wen looked at him in surprise, and then said, "You already noticed that something was wrong, so you went to the underground boxing room?"
"From the book you gave me!"
Liu Feng pointed to the book placed not far away and said, "The last time I went to see Wuma, he only investigated the Ouroboros, but he knew a lot about Ouroboros, and it could even be said that he was ...... in detail."
"And when I first met Wu Ma, he and Jinglong had only just begun to cooperate, and in just a few days, how could Ouroboros be so well organized to investigate so much inside information?"
"I always felt wrong!"
"Until ......"
"The book you took!"
Yan Yan Wen picked up the book, turned two pages, and said: "What's different about this, it's just a tool used by Zhang Peng to preach!"
"But it's also Zhang Peng's thoughts!"