Chapter 201: Death Without Turning a Blind Eye

As soon as the words fell, Yang Feng suddenly waved his hand, and dozens of silver needles turned into a streamer, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and instantly passed through more than a dozen people in the front row, and immediately fell.

"You... What are you?!"

Wei Lin saw that the dozen or so younger brothers beside him suddenly fell to the ground and died, his eyes were still constricted, and they were all blinded.

"Last chance, where is the leader of Qingzhu here?"

Yang Feng looked at them coldly, slowly stepped forward and took a few small steps, each holding five invisible silver needles in each hand, and a trace of chill flashed under the light.

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you must let me go. ”

Wei Lin nodded slightly, barely squeezing out a smile, but his eyes flashed with essence, and with one hand behind his back, he held a black 911 pistol.

He was just about to shoot the gun quickly......

Suddenly, a streamer of light instantly passed through the center of his forehead, and a trace of blood flowed out of the tiny hole, and he fell to the ground and died.

"No need. ”

A faint voice came out of Yang Feng's mouth.

"Ahh

The younger brothers of the Qingzhu Society were all frightened, and they staggered back unconsciously, facing an unknown death, which was the most terrifying.

It seems that Yang Feng is like a god of death from hell, waving his hand to reap a life.

Hengqing and the others were enthusiastic when they saw it, as long as they were their enemies, they were frightened by their boss, and the happier their hearts were.

"The rest of you, who knows where the leader of Qingzhu is at the moment, give you ten seconds. ”

Yang Feng smiled slightly, looked at a group of junior brothers of their Qingzhu Society, and said lightly.

"I... I know, on the fourth floor... I'll take you there. ”

Finally, a few younger brothers couldn't bear it anymore and walked out nervously, and one of the young men with dyed red hair spoke.

The tension and tremors in the voice can be heard clearly.

"Red Three, what do you mean! You dare to betray our Qingzhu Society! Do you know ......?"

At this time, in the crowd of Qingzhu, a young man with a good reputation shouted loudly.

But before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, blood flowing from his forehead to both sides of the bridge of his nose, and he was dead.

A gangster also dares to talk about loyalty or disloyalty, betrayal or non-betrayal, what kind of coercion can he pretend?

"Who else - who wants loyalty as much as he does. Yang Feng's eyes swept over them and said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the group of little brothers of the Qingzhu Society, all of whom couldn't hold back completely, knelt down one after another, shouting for mercy.

They are all still young and don't want to die so early, the reason why they joined the Qingzhu Club is that they want to be majestic outside, saying that they are members of the Qingzhu Club, and almost no one dares to mess with them.

Now facing the fear of death, it is natural to kneel and survive!

Hengqing and the others behind Yang Feng were already stunned, this had not really started the fight, they all knelt down.

Too powerful!

"You're lucky, I'm not going to kill you, you lead the way—go find your leader. ”

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth hooked into a smile, and he stepped forward and pointed at the red-haired young man, and said in an unquestionable voice.

"Yes, yes......" The red-haired young man replied with a slight tremble, then turned around and walked in front, walking in the direction of the fourth floor.

Yang Feng explained to Hengqing, and recovered the Qingzhu brothers who were willing to follow, and let those who were unwilling go.

After explaining clearly, he quickly walked behind the red-haired young man and went to the fourth floor together.

Coming to the corridor on the fourth floor, Yang Feng glanced at the camera in the corner, his face was still calm, this thing had no effect on him at all now.

Strength is the thing that crushes everything!

At the door of a room at the end of the corridor, the red-haired young man stopped, turned his head, and said in a slightly trembling voice:

"Just... It's inside. ”

Yang Feng nodded, stretched out his hand and just opened the door, when countless bullets flew over in an instant.

And there is only a smooth corridor here, and there is no place to hide at all.

Yang Feng's eyes were suddenly startled, and after calming down, he pulled the red-haired young man directly in front of him with his hand, blocking all the bullets.

And he was shot into a sieve by bullets in an instant, and his whole body was like a hornet's nest, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a river of blood.

"Hey~ Originally, you showed me the way, and I should have thanked you, but unfortunately I couldn't help it. ”

Yang Feng looked at his hideous muzzle, sighed slightly, threw him to the ground, and muttered: "If you have a family, I will give them help once, you can leave with peace of mind." ”

After all, it's really sad that this thing died.

As soon as he survived, he was pulled over to block the gun.

A feeling of regret arose in Yang Feng's heart, facing the frantic strafing of bullets, with his current strength, he would be hit hard, but not to death.

But if it is in the late stage of qi training, it is completely different, and in the late stage of qi training, in the martial artist level, it is a super powerhouse of the ground level.

It can have the ability to release spiritual power or internal force, and can resist the crazy strafing of many bullets.

In the metropolis, it is really too slow to improve your strength.

Yang Feng didn't think about it anymore, his figure flickered, and he flashed into the room, which was very large, at least sixty square meters.

There were more than a dozen black-clad thugs with 911 pistols in their hands, and behind them stood two middle-aged men in black power suits, one of whom was also a warrior.

It's just a bit of scum.

"Who are you, what kind of enmity do we Qingzhu have with you?" At this moment, it was Tan Chao, the leader of the Yanjing Qingzhu Society, who spoke, with doubts between his eyebrows.

It's really unclear, what kind of force did they provoke, and they killed all the way, and they came so fast.

"It's like—there's no hatred. Yang Feng thought for a moment and suddenly spoke.

"Ahem......" Tan Chao almost choked when he heard this, and his eyes kept flashing.

Nima has no revenge and you still kill it, is it really nothing to do?!

Immediately, Tan Chao took a deep breath and said calmly: "Brother, since we have no enmity, then why do you still want to lead people to attack the helm of our Qingzhu Society in Yanjing?"

"Well, there's no way, if you don't destroy all your underground forces, I-how can I unify all the underground forces in the country?!"

Yang Feng's voice was originally calm, but suddenly burst out with the momentum on his body, and instantly attacked them.

Dozens of silver needles turned into streamers and flew out of his hands.

More than a dozen black-clothed thugs were all stunned, and they immediately fell to the ground.

"You are actually a martial artist?" At this moment, on Tan Chao's side, a man in a black power suit, with a hint of shock flashing in his eyes, blurted out.

No wonder they can fight here so quickly, it turns out that there is a warrior!

But the thugs who were able to make them have guns and weapons die without resistance, which shows that this strength is not ordinary.

At least above the late Yellow Order......

(End of chapter)