A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Feng Manlou first took a plane to the military region, followed by a military vehicle to the military court.

Half an hour before leaving the court, Feng Manlou came to Leng Rufeng and other dragon clan members and sat down, and asked softly, "What stage has it reached?"

"The evidence has been presented, Tojo Shiranami can't refute it, and the judge will announce the verdict in half an hour. "Leng Rufeng said.

Feng Manlou nodded, turned his head to look at the people who came to hear the trial, and found that there were some men, women and old people who were not wearing military uniforms, all holding photos in their hands, "Isn't it a military court, how can there still be civilians to hear the trial?"

"They are all family members of the bitter masters who were killed by the Shura Party. "Leng Rufeng said.

"I see. Feng Manlou nodded, not saying more. The atmosphere in the courtroom is solemn, and people will subconsciously want to be quiet.

As the gavel fell, a cry sounded behind the windy building. He looked at Tojo Hakura's face and found that the other party's face was numb, and he didn't react at all, and he couldn't help but regret his previous murderous intentions. The old man was dead the moment he saw the flying saucer, and now he was nothing more than a walking corpse.

Feng Manlou walked out of the courtroom with Leng Rufeng and others, and went to the execution ground with dozens of cars outside the courtroom.

The so-called execution ground was an open military playground, with the gallows in the center and chairs around it. Feng Manlou, Leng Rufeng and others sat down in the front row, and when they didn't wait long, Tojo Shiralang was pressed onto the gallows by three soldiers.

Half an hour passed quickly, the three judges returned from the discussion room, and Tojo Shiranami was also pushed out from behind the door by three soldiers.

After the three judges were seated, the clerk stood up and said, "Now the verdict is pronounced, all of them stand!"

Everyone got up from their seats, and they heard the presiding judge take the verdict and say: "The leader of the Shura Party, Tojo Shira, who has committed murder, intentional subversion, and crimes against humanity, is now punished for the three crimes concurrently, and is sentenced to death by hanging in accordance with the law, and shall be executed immediately." ”

Leng Rufeng silently took out a photo album from his handbag and held it to his chest, Feng Manlou glanced at it, and found that the album was full of photos of the martyrs of the Dragon Group.

"In order to exterminate the Shura Party over the years, our Dragon Group has sacrificed thirty-six people. "Leng Rufeng said.

"Now they can see clearly. "The wind is all over the hallway.

At the moment when he was put on the rope, an old man in the audience suddenly cried: "Son, do you see, this beast is about to be hanged!"

Her cry provoked countless responders.

"Hang him, hang this brute!"

"Me?" said the wind, "As a student, of course I will go back to school to continue my studies. ”

"So, if there's something?"

"A phone call, on call. ”

On the high platform, as a person pressed the button, the movable board on the high platform fell instantly, and Tojo Shirawave fell from the entrance of the cave, with a click, the cervical vertebrae were dislocated, and his legs trembled slightly.

Leng Rufeng closed the photo album, turned around and left with the team members and Feng Manlou. Tojo Hakuro is dead, but the enemy who intends to subvert the Hana family will not stop there, and the battle will never stop in the future.

"What are you going to do next?" Leng Rufeng turned his head and asked after leaving the playground.

Although it was only a quick glance, with Feng Manlou's eyesight, he could still see the driver's appearance at a glance, and it felt very familiar. He thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Ouch, I'll go, isn't it Qingling's brother who is driving?!"

Feng Manlou remembered, and the one rushed to ...... Phew, that handsome guy who plays drift is Qingling's brother!

"I feel like he's a pretty calm person, but I didn't expect to have a hobby of drag racing. Feng Manlou was a little surprised. He couldn't get in touch with Ye Qingyuan, but he felt that the other party's conversation and demeanor were very elegant and calm, and he really couldn't imagine that he was still a drag racing party, and there was really no one side to men.

"Okay, then, there will be a date later. ”

That night, Feng Manlou returned to Donghai City. As he was driving towards the school, an Ao*A7 sped past from the left, drifting with a flick of its tail, making a sharp U-turn at the intersection, and speeding past on its right side.

"I'm going, driving so fast, rushing to reincarnation?!" Feng Manlou glared at the A7 driver, and was suddenly slightly stunned, "Why does this person look so familiar?"

He quickly turned his head and looked around, but did not find the camera and the crew, his eyes flashed, and then he stepped on the accelerator, and the Wuling supercar jumped out like a rocket.

It's not a movie, Ye Qingling is being hunted down!

The windy Wuling supercar accelerates to 100 kilometers in just 4 seconds 2, and with one foot on the accelerator to the end, the car suddenly accelerates, and it catches up with the last SUV in an instant. He made a move, changed lanes to the right rear side of the SUV, rolled down the window, and took out the Desert Eagle from the back waist and shot it at the right rear wheel.

At this moment, two SUVs flashed from the left side, also drifting and flicking, and directly overtook from the right side.

"I'll go, can an SUV also drag race?!" Feng Manlou was stunned for a moment, and saw someone in the SUV leaning out of the window, holding a submachine gun and shooting at Ye Qingyuan's A7.

The wind is all over the building, and the submachine gun is fired at the upper end of the territory of the flower planter, is this Nima making a movie?

Although Feng Manlou's car ran fast, it was not a bulletproof car, and a bullet hit the front windshield and instantly shot into the car, almost hitting Feng Manlou's right shoulder.

"Damn, it's a lie in emotional movies, the car window can't stop the bullet at all!" Feng Manlou scolded, raised his hand and shot the gunman to death, followed by a sharp acceleration to the right rear side, and burst the right rear wheel of the SUV with one shot.

There was another series of loud noises and tumbling, and the SUV instantly became a piece of scrap metal, and the wind was full of buildings without stopping, and he accelerated directly to the right side of A7, and made a slow-down gesture towards Ye Qingyuan, although it was one o'clock in the morning, it was too dangerous to drag race like this.

With a "bang", the right rear wheel of the SUV exploded instantly, and the whole car instantly lost control, hitting the hard shoulder, and then "booming" flew up, rotating more than a dozen times in the hollow and smashing on the ground, and there was a loud bang, sparks splashed on the road, and parts flew away.

Feng Manlou went in a dozen directions, bypassed from the left, and with another foot of floor oil, chased towards the black SUV that led the way.

Hearing the sound, the people in the SUV also discovered the existence of Feng Manlou, and after a few shouts, a man leaned out of the back of the SUV, holding a submachine gun towards Feng Manlou and began to strafe.

He looked at Ye Qingyuan, who had become a blood gourd, frowned slightly, climbed directly to the passenger seat, grabbed the steering wheel and headed to the left, and in a piercing tire noise, the A7 drifted to the left, narrowly passing by the roundabout.

Feng Manlou glanced at the road situation, and after making sure that there was no one, he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, poured out a pill and stuffed it into Ye Qingyuan's mouth, followed by unfastening his seat belt, putting him in the back row, and came to the driver's seat to sit down, braked a string, and drove into the distance.

"Brother Wang, where is the house you bought for me? Well, I'm going to live tonight, can you help me find a surgeon, I have a friend who has some injuries and is inconvenient to go to the hospital. Well, thank you, I'll treat you to supper later. ”

Who knows that the A7 does not mean to slow down at all, but is getting faster and faster. Feng Manlou's eyes narrowed slightly, and only then did he realize that Ye Qingyuan had fainted.

Both of them drove at a speed of more than 180 kilometers, and a few kilometers of Chen'an Street ended in an instant, seeing that Ye Qingyuan was about to crash into the roundabout in front of him, Feng Manlou sighed, unbuckled his seat belt, forcibly hung neutral and turned off, and jumped out of the window with his feet in the moment before the Wuling supercar suddenly slowed down.

Feng Manlou jumped out of the car, kicked out with his left foot, instantly smashed the right rear window of the A7, and kicked the front of the Wuling supercar with his right foot, like a swift shuttle into the back row of the A7.

"Hey, Ying'er, do you live here too?" Feng Manlou was stunned.

"This is Yu Yan's private villa, and when she came back from filming today, I followed. Dai Yinger said.

"Then dare to be kind, come and help me carry someone. ”

About ten minutes later, Feng Manlou drove to Tianyuan Community, reported his name, and the security guard saluted and let him go. Only then did he know that Chairman Jiang bought him a villa in the most upscale community in Donghai City.

Park the car in front of Villa No. 35, get out of neutral gear with the wind full of buildings, and before I had time to park the car in the garage, the second floor of Villa No. 36 on the opposite side suddenly lit up. With a "bang", the window on the second floor opened, and a small head poked out.

"Brother Feng, is that you?" it was Dai Yinger who spoke.

"Man?" Dai Yinger hurriedly came over and opened the car door, and then sighed: "Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, good guy, what has happened to this person?"

"Leave it alone what he's going through, let's get it inside first. ”

The door of the villa is face recognition, and the wind is full of floors and brushes down the face, and it is easy to enter the villa. The two carried Ye Qingyuan into the living room of the villa and put it on the solid wood dining table, the sofa was full of sponges, which could not only absorb water, but also suck people's blood dry.

"Okay. ”

Dai Yinger jumped down directly from the second floor, stepping on the bear slippers and walking quickly: "Brother Feng, are you going to the bar to pick up the corpse? ”

"What nonsense, I just saved a friend halfway, man. "The wind is full of buildings, and there is no good airway.

"What do you say?" Feng Manlou raised an eyebrow.

Dai Yinger pointed to a tattoo of a snake wrapped around a sword in his heart and said: "This is a tattoo of a famous killer family of flower growers, and this guy is a professional killer." ”

"Killer family?!" Feng Manlou was stunned, he didn't expect Ye Qingyuan to be a member of the killer family, if he said so, wouldn't Ye Qingling ......

"Ying'er, the doctor will wait a while before he comes, you take care of his wounds first, and I'll park the car in the garage first. Feng Manlou said and walked out. All the way is drag racing and shooting, this A7 must have been photographed by the surveillance, hide it first.

When reversing, Feng Manlou called Leng Rufeng, "Rufeng, I, Manlou." I have something to ask you for, I just had a situation on Chen'an Street in Donghai City, can you wipe all the video footage from one to half past one in the morning in the neighborhood, and then ask someone to tow my van to repair? Well, thank you, I'll invite you to dinner when I go back!"

After parking the car, Feng Manlou returned to the villa and found that Dai Yinger had wrapped several major wounds on Ye Qingyuan's body with gauze. Seeing that Feng Manlou came back, Dai Yinger said: "You have to have this guy's identity is not simple." ”

"How does this family compare to the killer group you've been in?" he asked.

"It's not a good comparison, he's like a nobleman among the killers, and the digital syndicate is like an upstart. ”