Han Feng is menacing, the four people in the car are not ambiguous, Xu Jiachen reacted the fastest, grabbed the pistol and shot head-on, unlike his brothers who like to use international famous guns, Xu Jiachen's matching gun is a very new Vietnamese version of TT33, using a strong penetrating 7.62 mm pistol bullet, shooting at such a close distance, Han Feng's head will definitely become a big red watermelon that seems to have fallen from ten floors.

But what made Xu Jiachen very puzzled was that he obviously aimed at Han Feng's head and pulled the trigger, but the other party just dodged the bullet with a flash like a phantom, followed by a numb wrist, and the pistol flew out of the car window, falling into the mud far away.

Chen Nan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, hurriedly pulled out the military dagger on his waist, and the blade coated with Teflon emitted a blue-gray cold light, which was not dazzling at all, but the cold air was pressing, but before he could pounce, Han Feng punched him in the jaw, dislocating his entire jaw, and he shouted in pain, opened the car door and jumped down.

This person moved too fast, the grappling in the car was not his opponent, Xu Jiachen and the others also hurriedly pushed the door down, pulled out the weapon from their waists, the bullets had been exhausted, the guns had become burning sticks, and they all had cold weapons with their own characteristics in their hands.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the four bandits all had injuries ranging from severity to severity, the rain wet the bandages that had just been wrapped around their wounds, blood and rain mixed together, and they dripped on the ground to form a stream, four people, four knives, and four pairs of wolf-like eyes staring at Han Feng.

Han Feng was unarmed, but the momentum of looking at the world made the four bandits dare not act rashly, if they were four hungry wolves, then Han Feng was a fierce tiger in the Wuthering Mountains and Forests, facing the siege, there was contempt in his eyes.

There are no words or orders, everything is based on years of tacit understanding, Xu Jiachen waved the Yingjisha knife in his hand and pounced first, Chen Nan, Heigou and Guo Shaoyang also rushed up with a sharp blade, Han Feng raised his foot to meet him, kicked Chen Nan in the chest, and actually kicked his heavy body out of the air, and landed in the mud puddle five or six meters away, splashing a piece of sewage, he tried to get up, but he struggled twice and gave up.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked the razor in the black dog's hand, and an ear scraper slapped him in the face, turning the black dog in the air a few times and slamming it to the ground.

The movements were so fierce that Xu Jiachen and Guo Shaoyang did not dare to attack, and the powerful aura exuded from Han Feng's body told them that this person was almost unbeatable, his movements were too sensitive, his strength was too strong, he was simply an alien!

Xu Jiachen and several of them have been crisscrossing the world for many years, killing countless people, and fighting with special police from various countries, professional killers, and drug dealers, and they also crawled out step by step in the sea of blood.

Guo Shaoyang was panting, his expression was very painful, his ribs were broken, he didn't know which internal organ he had stabbed, and streams of blood were gushing out of his throat, but he still stood there with a handful of ** in his hand.

In the pouring rain, Chen Nan and the black dog were lying on the ground dying and struggling, the black dog was shot twice by Liu Dahai, although it was not injured, but it also shed a lot of blood, Chen Nan's injury was not light, this foot down, I am afraid that at least a few ribs will be broken.

The heavy rain connected the heavens and the earth, and everyone was soaked, and no one moved, only the heavy wheezing sound of the wind.

Suddenly, the miserable white lightning pierced the sky, the thunder exploded, Xu Jiachen roared and threw Yingjisha in his hand as a flying knife, and when Han Feng dodged and dodged, he pounced on it with an arrow, holding Han Feng's leg tightly with both hands, Han Feng shook it twice, but he didn't shake him off.

", play kraft candy tactics with me. Han Feng raised his other foot and stomped on Xu Jiachen's head, and his foot in big leather shoes stepped on the bandit's muddy face, and blood splashed with mud.

"Shaoyang, take them away!" Xu Jiachen roared.

Guo Shaoyang stared at Han Feng fiercely, a little eager to try, but Xu Jiachen's words extinguished the flame in his eyes a little, he gritted his teeth, ran to the two companions who were not able to afford to be there, helped them up, and limped towards the car.

"Want to run? It's not that easy. Han Feng wanted to kick Xu Jiachen away, but found that he didn't know when, Xu Jiachen handcuffed his right hand and Han Feng's left leg together.

Xu Jiachen was already in a semi-comatose state, but he still held on to Han Feng tightly and didn't let go, muttering in his mouth: "Run, run." ”

Han Feng took out the dragon tooth from his arms, gestured on Xu Jiachen's wrist, considered whether to cut off his hand, gestured twice, or smiled helplessly, and stopped.

At this moment, the off-road vehicle quickly reversed and drove straight into Han Feng, Han Feng thought that they would collide directly regardless of Xu Jiachen's life and death, but at the last moment, the off-road vehicle still braked suddenly, and the three people who had every chance to escape jumped out of the car and hit Han Feng with the wrench screwdriver taken out of the toolbox.

It was another scuffle, the three bandits entangled Han Feng to the death, the five of them were crawling and rolling in the mud, wrestling and hand-to-hand combat, and in the end, except for Han Feng, everyone was exhausted, lying in the mud like a mud monkey, Han Feng was also tired, found a big stone and sat down, thinking about how to deal with these Jiang Yang thieves who almost ruined their plans.

The rain became lighter, but it was still falling, Han Feng took out his mobile phone and shook it, the mobile phone was soaked in muddy water and was already broken, he dropped the mobile phone and took out a pack of Zhongnanhai from his pocket, there was only one cigarette left in the cigarette case, and it was crumpled and crumpled.

Han Feng put the cigarette in his mouth, shook off the zippo and lit it, took a deep puff, looked at the three Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed, and shook the cigarette at them: "Take a puff?"

As he spoke, he handed the cigarette to Guo Shaoyang, who was closest to him, Guo Shaoyang took it with his hand full of mud, took a beautiful puff, and passed it to Chen Nan, Chen Nan lay on the ground, supported his elbows on the ground, took a deep breath of the cigarette, as if he wanted to inhale all the nicotine into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, closed his eyes and said, "Praise!"

"Are you from Sichuan?" Han Feng asked casually, although Chen Nan was tall and strong, he always had an indescribable southerner flavor in his bones.

"I'm Taiwanese. Chen Nan replied.

"Shooting well, where did you learn it?" Han Feng asked.

"Soraka learned at the military academy. ”

"I can't see that it's still a soldier, what about you, hairy monster?" asked Han Feng as he pointed to the black dog.

Just as the cigarette reached the black dog's hand, the long-haired young man pinched the cigarette with his thumb and forefinger, squinted his eyes and tasted it, and said as if he was not satisfied: "I am from Hong Kong, I am from the community, I was sold by the big guy, and I ran away to the mainland, so I followed Brother Qiang."

After speaking, he passed the cigarette to Han Feng.

Han Feng took the cigarette and patted Xu Jiachen's face: "Don't pretend to be dead, take a breath and refresh yourself." Then he stuffed the cigarette into Xu Jiachen's mouth.

Xu Jiachen tried hard to open his blood-soaked eyes, and after two puffs, the cigarette burned to the filter.

Han Feng looked at him and asked, "Are you from Qingdao?"

"Corps'. Xu Jiachen was concise and to the point.

"Got into trouble?"

"At seventy-five that year, I did what I had to do. ”

"Hmm. Han Feng nodded.

"Alright, the cigarette is gone, it's time to hit the road. Han Feng took out a pistol like a trick, this is the TT33 that Xu Jiachen was knocked away just now.

Xu Jiachen grinned: "You are a man, you died in your hands, you are not wronged." ”

Han Feng said: "You are also a tough guy. "I lifted the gun and pulled the trigger.

With a "snap" shot, the handcuff chain was broken, and Han Feng stood up and said, "Damn, the marksmanship is not accurate, you are lucky." ”

After saying that, he dropped the gun and staggered away.

……

The sky was clear, a round of rainbows hung in the sky, and the police of the brigade rushed to the cemetery, and the scene shocked the bureau leaders and the captains of the armed police mobile squadron, and there were broken tombstones, sculptures, flower pots, bullet casings all over the ground, and several blood stains.

In front of Guo Shaoyang's tombstone, Liu Dahai picked up a half-burned ID card, on which was a photo of Tang Haidong.

"This is the strongest evidence, Tang Haidong's case is about to be solved. Liu Dahai said with his ID card.

Chen Bing didn't say a word, snatched a ** from his colleagues in the criminal police team, and walked quickly down the mountain.

"Xiaoice, come back! There are armed police officers in the search, don't go!" Liu Dahai just wanted to chase, suddenly squatted down holding his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, he was hit by two bullets in the chest, although he was protected by body armor, but he still suffered internal injuries.

"Brigade Liu is injured, stretcher!" The criminal policemen shouted to the ambulance personnel, the scene was chaotic, some people were collecting evidence, some people were taking pictures, armed police officers holding 81 bars and wearing camouflage uniforms crowded around the commander, listening to him deploy the search and arrest mission, no one noticed, Chen Bing stepped on a police motorcycle, roaring away

Chen Bing drove the motorcycle on the muddy dirt road, the wind whistled past her ears, blowing her short hair, the female police officer was in a state of confusion, such a vicious gangster, Han Feng pursued it single-handedly, and there was more than one luck, thinking of this, she turned the accelerator sharply, and the motorcycle roared and flew up, crossing a small ditch.

Suddenly, a familiar figure staggered in the distance, Chen Bing stopped with a sudden brake, clicked on one leg, looked at Han Feng covered in mud with a complicated mood, slowly got out of the car on his legs, and greeted him.

On the empty and uninhabited abandoned road, the trees on both sides were lush, the mountain wind blew and rustled, and the motorcycle that did not turn off made a slight motor roar, Han Feng stopped and gave Chen Bing a helpless smile: "Count them lucky, they actually slipped away......"

Chen Bing didn't say anything, he rushed forward and hugged Han Feng tightly, bursting into tears.