Chapter 700 700, Life and Death Hand-to-hand Combat 2
Meng Feng's strength played a role at this moment, although the man in front of him was not as strong as him, but he was also a man, he actually lifted the man who was about 170 centimeters in half, but he was still in a suspended state.
The man didn't say anything, and kicked his legs around trying to make Meng Feng let go. Meng Feng pursed the corners of his lips, tightened the strength in his hand and said: "Say it or not, don't say that Lao Tzu will send you back to the West!"
"I ...... No...... Can't ......" The man was almost unable to breathe, and he couldn't even bother to cling to the wall anymore, only feeling that his whole body was about to fall, and his heart was even more panicked.
"Not to say? Meng Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he sneered and reminded, "On the third floor, fall headfirst like this, you can't die but you will become a vegetative person, do you want to try?"
The despair in the man's eyes was even worse, and he shook his head desperately, and he was so frightened that he was about to pee his pants, but he also didn't dare to say who instructed him!
Meng Feng has always been ruthless, and at this time, he saw that he was not cooperative, and he had no mercy, he suddenly grabbed the man and held the wire rope leaningly, and his right hand with fingerless gloves brushed the ground and let go, falling at a very fast speed.
Just when he was only 50 centimeters from the ground, he let go, grabbed the rope with his right hand, and the man was thrown to the ground, and he was thrown to the ground bleeding but could not make a sound, and the back of his head fell into a coma, leaving only convulsions.
It's best to save him the effort of knocking him unconscious.
Meng Feng kicked the limp unconscious man and walked around the front door from behind.
At this moment, Situ Qinglang had gone down from the third floor to the second floor, quietly listening to the movement in the room in the corridor on the second floor, there were five or six rooms on the second floor, dozens of windows, he was not sure which room those people would attack the building from, and he didn't want to wake up the people in the room rashly, so as not to take his family hostage.
Suddenly, there was a sound of glass being scratched from Qingyue and Su Rong's room, Situ Qinglang's eyes darkened, and he jumped up like the wind, and instantly pushed open the door and saw one of the sneak attackers who had just broken into the room.
The man had just stood still, and there was still a wire rope lock hanging on the window, and he didn't even have time to take out his gun, but subconsciously touched it into his pocket, and was stunned by Situ Qinglang.
Situ Qingyue was also awakened at this time, he looked up at the person standing on the side of his bed, the man immediately pulled out the gun, said that it was too late, Situ Qinglang jumped up, stepped on the coffee table, and the slash was a hand blade, which was slashing at the wrist of the man holding the gun.
The man was in pain, the pistol came out of his hand, and it landed next to Situ Qingyue's bed, Situ Qingyue instantly held it firmly, and raised his hand against the man's lower abdomen, forcing him to calm down.
"Who?" he asked.
Situ Qinglang's expression was cold, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, it is estimated that it was bought to destroy the Situ family, there are six more outside, you keep this gun for self-defense, I will go out." ”
"Good. Situ Qingyue replied neatly, pulling the bolt of the gun with his hand, he had done shooting training before, so this ordinary AK47 with a silencer was not something difficult for him to master.
Situ Qinglang heard a slight noise in the next room, it was the guest room where he and his sweetheart lived, he searched out a gun and a dagger from this man, and chased him out with a tight heart, and said in his heart, Didn't he let He Jiaming go and watch his sweetheart!