Ling Feng drove home in a BMW, feeling very imposing, and when he had money, he must buy a good car.

It is far away from the Xingfuyuan community, and Ling Feng is not in a hurry, so he drives casually.

It's almost 10 o'clock and there aren't many cars on the road.

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell......" Ling Feng's phone rang.

"Brother Li, what's the matter?" Ling Feng found out that it was Li Dawei who called.

"It's nothing, there were a lot of people at the dinner just now, so it's not good to greet you, now call and ask." Li Dawei said.

"Brother Li, I also saw you and your sister-in-law just now. In fact, Ling Feng had already discovered Li Dawei and Deng Yun.

"Hehe, Dongfang Bing is really your girlfriend? Do you know what the background of the Dongfang family is?" Li Dawei still asked the question in his heart.

"There's a lot involved in this, so I'll tell you another day. Let me tell you clearly, Dongfang Bing is not my girlfriend. Ling Feng regretted a little after speaking, maybe it would be his girlfriend in the future? With such a good temperament, I don't know how many ignorant girls I want to charm.

"Ling Feng, I didn't mean that, I have no right to interfere in your life, I just want to remind you. Li Dawei spoke in a very steady tone.

"Brother Li, I know, I'm driving now, and I have the opportunity to meet and talk. Ling Feng knew that Li Dawei was doing it for his own good, but their starting point was for another reason, that is, the end of summer.

Li Dawei hung up the phone, his face was a little heavy, and he didn't say anything to Deng Yun, he believed Ling Feng.

"Ding-dong... Ding Dong ...... "As soon as Ling Feng hung up his phone, a text message came.

Ling Feng glanced ahead, the road was relatively wide, and there were no cars, so he opened a message from an unfamiliar number.

"Ling Feng, hello, I'm Wen Xinxin, thank you today. I will invite you to dinner another day as a token of appreciation. ”

It turned out to be a text message from the big star Wen Xinxin, and Ling Feng deleted the text message after reading it, and he didn't save the number. Ling Feng didn't think there was any intersection between the two of them, and tonight's incident was just an accident.

There was also an unread text message on the phone, and when Ling Feng saw the name of the sender of the unread message, Ling Feng looked a little excited.

In fact, the name of the sender is very simple, called "Shura", a very common title. But to Ling Feng, he was like a sniper, ready to take out enemies in the shadows at any time.

"I'm secretly, very close to you. "This is a message sent by Shura to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was slow to send text messages, so he directly called back the other party's mobile phone number.

As soon as there was a ringing in the earpiece, the other party hung up the phone, and Ling Feng knew that Shura was about to arrive.

Thinking of Shura, Ling Feng felt a little funny, because he had also suffered from Shura.

A loud "bang" interrupted Ling Feng's thoughts. Ling Feng put down his phone and began to drive the car intently, because Ling Feng knew that it was the sound of gunfire.

Who is it that made a move so quickly? Ling Feng drove the BMW onto the road with few vehicles, while staring in the rearview mirror.

Sure enough, there were two cars behind him, both of which were black, one of them was open-topped, and Ling Feng noticed that someone was firing at him with a machine gun.

Your sister, they are all heavy weapons, but I am empty-handed now, Ling Feng found that the people behind him were very strong, and the BMW was about to be beaten into a sieve.

Ling Feng tried to lay his body flat, and at the same time speed up the driving, Ling Feng didn't dare to step on the accelerator to the end at this time, the BMW bag was like this, who knows when it will suddenly explode? Ling Feng can treat his little life as a treasure.

The car behind followed, several people were masked, and the gunfire did not stop. I don't know if it's because the gunman's skills are not good, or if he just wants to warn Ling Feng, and he hasn't hit Ling Feng. In fact, these gunmen were also helpless, just now through the scope, they found that Ling Feng was on the phone, and the sniper did not let go of this excellent opportunity, but at the moment when the sniper fired, Ling Feng also suddenly realized that there was danger in the rear. It's not that Ling Feng also has eyes on the back of his head, this is related to the results of Ling Feng's years of training, and it can be regarded as a kind of consciousness.

Ling Feng drove the BMW carefully, paying attention to the surrounding environment, the road was very dark, only the light of the dilapidated street lamps was swaying. If it goes on like this, if you don't take some measures, Ling Feng, a live target, will have to eat guns sooner or later.

The people behind should have made sufficient preparations, Ling Feng found that they had almost no moment to change the magazine, and Ling Feng really had to consider jumping out of the car. On land, Ling Feng was confident that he could take out the gunmen behind him.

As the saying goes, there is no one-way street, and Ling Feng found that the fuel gauge pointer of the BMW car was declining, what does this mean? First, the fuel tank is running out, and the second is that the fuel tank has been hit. Ling Feng is estimated to be the former, otherwise the fuel tank was hit and did not explode, is that considered luck?

Just as Ling Feng was about to jump out of the car, he suddenly found that there was a light flashing not far in front of him, and when Ling Feng saw the appearance of the person, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ling Feng was praying for a helper to appear just now, and now that it has come true, then just now he cursed those people behind him to be shot in the head, wouldn't that also come true.

Ling Feng accelerates, getting closer to the front before the tank runs out of gas.

A flash of light came from the motorcycle in front, a young girl, took off her helmet, opened the long black backpack behind her, her dark eyes stared at the front, and at the same time, her hands were not idle, and she was neatly assembling a heavy AWP sniper.

It took the girl a short time to load the AWP sniper rifle, throw the magazine, raise the AWP, and aim at the vehicle in front of her.

Just when Ling Feng suddenly made a ninety-degree sharp turn and stopped the car, only a few meters away from the girl in front of the BMW, Ling Feng gestured to the girl, and then looked at the gunman with the attitude of watching the show. Ling Feng is pitiful for them, who told them to meet the killing god - Shura!

"Poof... Burst... Poof..."Shura fired three shots in a row, his eyes were relatively cold, and due to the too much recoil of the AWP, Shura's body leaned back slightly.

Ling Feng likes two kinds of sounds, one is the accelerated engine of a supercar, and the second is a heavy sniper with a muffler. Ling Feng is still a pure and good classmate, and he doesn't know much about men and women, but in fact, Mr. Cang's art films are not less.

With Shura's three snipers, the convertible also lost its direction and began to rock from side to side as the three people on the AWP recoil convertible fell.

It is worthy of Shura, it is still so ruthless, Ling Feng found that the convertible driver had a shot in his eyebrows, and the other two gunmen were all shot in the head, ** all burst out, and the power of AWP was too great.

"Poof... Poof...... "Two more shots, Shura accurately hit the fuel tank of the convertible.

The convertible exploded without anyone driving it, the explosion was so loud that it burst into flames.

The black sedan that followed the convertible also realized the danger ahead, and quickly turned around at the moment when the convertible exploded.

It may be that the driver's skills are not as good as those of the Lingfeng car, because the sedan is a little unstable in the case of fast driving.

"Poof...... Burst...... Poof...... "Shura fired three more shots, and the third shot hit the tires of the car.

The black car swayed, crashed into the guardrail next to the road, and slid for a long time before stopping.

Ling Feng got out of the car and slowly walked towards the black car, because there was Shura holding a sniper, Ling Feng was not afraid that the other party would suddenly give him a shot or something.

The black sedan was hit more severely, the driver was shot in the head, and the man in the passenger seat was shot in the chest. Ling Feng knew that Shura had left a living mouth and was being hunted down tonight, so he had to ask something.

"Who instructed it?" Ling Feng was like the actor in the movie who survived the catastrophe, and he originally wanted to add a sentence "I'll let you go." ”

The man coughed a few times and didn't answer Ling Feng as he stretched out his hand to his waist.

Ling Feng pinched the killer's arm hard, and the killer snorted in pain, because Ling Feng found that the killer had a pistol pinned to his waist.

"Give you three seconds. Ling Feng spoke, in fact, Ling Feng was really paralyzed by the other party, and began to hypnotize the killer while speaking.

The killer suddenly gasped violently a few times, and it didn't take long for blood to flow from his mouth and nose, and Ling Feng knew that this murderer had committed suicide by taking poison

What kind of organization is it? An organization that would rather sacrifice itself than expose itself? Who instructed it? A series of questions began to form in Ling Feng's head.

Ling Feng checked the corpse and found no valuable clues, so he returned to Shura very depressed.

"What did you find?" asked a very crisp voice, sounding like a little girl. That's right, this little girl is Shura, known as the God of Killing. In fact, she is only eighteen years old this year, and her eighteenth birthday has not yet arrived.

Dressed plainly facing the sky, without applying a little fat powder to her blown-out face - no makeup, no dressing up, pretending to be the most simple and simple clothes, the feeling of her standing there, a man with eyes can't help but pour out four words in his heart: fresh and cute. But who would know that the girl in front of her was the killer who had become famous in the past two years - Shura, nicknamed "God of Killing".

"Britney, come, brother, hug me. Ling Feng said obscenely, and did not answer Shura's question.

Shura glanced at Ling Feng and continued to dismantle the sniper rifle.

"Alas, you girl, why are you still the same as before. Ling Feng came to the side, he hadn't seen Shura for two years, and Ling Feng found that Shura was getting more and more beautiful, and his figure was getting better and better.

"Only Sister Ziling can call me like that, if you're screaming, be careful that I turn my face. Shura put the dismantled sniper in his bag.

"You girl is so uncute. Ling Feng was a little afraid of Shura, so he didn't dare to call Xiao Tiantian again.

"The master called me over, just tell me if you have anything. Shura said expressionlessly.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time, so let's have a good chat. "It's true that Ling Feng hasn't seen Shura for a long time, and the last time they met was two years ago.

"Cut, what's there to talk about, I really don't know how Sister Ziling fell in love with you. Here, the master told me to hand it over to you. Shura handed Ling Feng a letter.

Ling Feng took the letter depressedly, and at the same time cursed Shura in his heart: A man with a temperament like me, what do you know about a little girl.

"Call me if there's anything and be there within five minutes. Shura picked up his backpack, put on his helmet, started the motorcycle and walked away.

This girl is really not cute, and Ling Feng is going to invite her to play at home for a few days.

Ling Feng opened the letter, and there was not much content on the letter, but Ling Feng read it for half an hour.