229. Disgrace (I)

"I didn't lie to you! I wouldn't dare lie to you! This time, Bazaar was really going to cry, because it was only at this time that he realized that he was playing big, "I admit it, I shouldn't have molested this beauty, you can do whatever I want, just don't kill me!" I still have a wife, son, and wife at home, and they all need to take care of me! I joined the terror to weave, and I was also forced, I came to you just to clear my guilt and be a law-abiding and self-conscious person again. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I'm still the same sentence, you just keep making it up!" Feng Zilong patted him on the shoulder and said slowly, "This person, fucking cheap, I was going to believe you just now, but you teased my old ...... in front of me" The word "mother" behind it has not yet been spoken, Zhao Min cut off his words on the side and said, "I can warn you, don't say that I am your wife!" Saying that, he winked at him, Feng Zilong nodded knowingly, and said sorry to her, Bazaar listened, and suddenly became a little unhappy, and said: "Hey, I said boss, she is not your wife, you said that I just molested your wife, are you obviously not cheating me?" ”

"I'm going to trap you, what can you do to me?"

Feng Zilong is a scoundrel.

Bazaar didn't expect that the people sent over there would also have such unreasonable people, and if he knew that he was such a person, he shouldn't have risked his life to come to him to surrender. It seems that sometimes you really can't judge people! This Feng Zilong looks like a sincere person, but his heart and eyes are very bad. I knew that he was so unreliable, I should have told Kanba about the entrance and exit of the rocky slope, and told him to bring someone in and directly do his right, -- kill him, more or less you can ask for a few rewards, and go home enough to please your wife for a while.

"Alas, it's all my fault that I'm blind, others don't believe it, but they want to believe you, it's good, even my life is going to be gone, I'm really blind!" Seeing that Feng Zilong didn't believe him, Bazaar couldn't help but sigh to himself and said, "Fuck this person, when he was unlucky, he even drank water and scraped his throat, he could obviously fly to the top, but he wanted to believe Feng Zilong, saying that you must have a way to help me, but I didn't expect that you are not a thing at all, you are even worse than Kanba, believing such a person is really a fucking bad luck for eight lifetimes!" ”

He sat down on the ground with scolding and scolding, staring at the sunset that was gradually setting in the western sky, and said nothing.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, reflecting a bronze halo, and he looked like the kind of man who ran around in the wind and rain all year round. His gun had already been picked up by Zhao Min. He sat on the ground with his empty hands and looked at Xitian stupidly, looking like an old monk had settled down.

Feng Zilong stood next to him, his expression was determined, and he looked like a police officer who had caught a repeat offender.

But he's not a police officer, he's an agent, a senior agent.

Bazaar came to him to find the right one, but Bazaar didn't expect that as a high-ranking agent, how could he easily trust a terrorist? Even if he believed, he had to test the bazaar according to his thinking and habits, and if some bad guy had come up to him and said that he would surrender to him, he would have easily believed it, and his head would have moved.

Agents have the way of acting like an agent.

Bazaar uses his way of doing things to measure Feng Zilong, let's not say that he is wrong, just his monkey anxious appearance and the image of a pervert who wants to flirt when he sees someone loves Zhao Min, not to mention that Feng Zilong can't believe him, even if he is in person, I am afraid that people like him will not be easily believed, right?

"Your dog's eyes are blind." Feng Zilong continued to observe the bazaar on the side, "I, Feng Zilong, didn't want you to believe it, you believed it in private, and you blindly believed me without a deep and comprehensive understanding of me, is this to blame me?" Besides, I have engraved on my face that I am a person who can be trusted, and whoever believes in me is unlucky. ”

"I didn't think you were such a person!"

Bazaar glared at Feng Zilong, and really wanted to pounce on him and kill him with an old punch, but he didn't dare, because he had already learned Feng Zilong's power. It can be said that if he goes head-to-head one-on-one, Kanba and Zhang Sangou can't find any opponent for him. He is the kind of master who looks like a little white face, but in fact has a kung fu hidden inside.

In fact, he's also a master.

A master who can destroy more than twenty armed villains besieging him with his bare hands.

At the same time, he is also a gunman who wears through the Yang in a hundred steps.

In addition, his knife is also used well, Muay Thai master Ah Tong, a drug dealer in the Golden Triangle for many years, the police can't get him to take him, and finally died under his knife. When he was dying, he said, "I didn't expect your knife to be as fast as your gun!" ”

Indeed, his knife was as fast as his gun.

Of course, not many people know this secret, and Ah Tong is one of them, but he only found out about it before he died.

Just as Bazaar saw that he was only an appearance.