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But Feng Zilong didn't answer him immediately, -- Feng Zilong has never been pretentious about the kind of condescending goods in front of him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important if you want to live or not. ”

Feng Zilong's tone was light.

It was as if he was alone in the morning and talking to himself.

"I want to live! I want to live!"

Once a person lays down his dignity, he is nothing.

The man in front of him is asking him to lick the ass of a subordinate at this moment, as long as he doesn't kill him, he will definitely lick it, because in his heart, life is more important than anything else.

This is purely a death-fearing ghost.

A villain.

A shameless man.

Feng Zilong took the knife off his neck.

He breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Feng Zilong.

Feng Zilong didn't look at him, he didn't bother to look at him.

He and Feng Zilong were no more than a foot apart, Feng Zilong did not confiscate his gun, if he used a gun to beat Feng Zilong again, Feng Zilong would definitely die. He glanced at Feng Zilong again, but Feng Zilong's gaze was still not on him.

Don't miss the opportunity, and never miss it.

That person suddenly felt a burst of excitement in his heart, and fired a second shot at Feng Zilong.

Trumpet!

The gun went off.

But the bullet in the chamber did not shoot. There is only the sound of the spring flicking.

Why don't bullets come out of the chamber?

Was the bullet afraid of Feng Zilong, or did he simply press the tongue of the gun into place? He looked down in horror and suddenly realized that the magazine was gone.

Where did the magazine go?

The magazine was in his coat pocket.

But he didn't know.

The moment he looked around, Feng Zilong's cold voice rang out again: "You don't need to look for it, because it's in your pocket." ”

What? The magazine was in the pocket of his coat? How did it get inside? He stood in the middle of the field in amazement, not knowing what to say for a moment. A man who claims to be a gunman, but he doesn't even know that he lost his magazine at a critical moment, what a shame!

No need to ask, the magazine was naturally put in Feng Zilong's pocket.

Because there's no third party here.

He stared at Feng Zilong stupidly, and he didn't come back to his senses for half a day.

If Feng Zilong really wanted his life, I am afraid that he would have confessed a long time ago. Feng Zilong didn't want his life, he was still alive and well. It seems that Feng Zilong did not lie to him, - Feng Zilong really wanted to kill him, he really raised his hand.

"Kill me!"

The man said this, relieved.

He was finally relieved, he had always thought that Feng Zilong was his fish, but he didn't expect that he would become someone's fish in the end, but what he didn't expect was that Feng Zilong didn't plan to kill him.

He tied a knot in his heart.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

He looked at Feng Zilong angrily. He should be older than Feng Zilong, and it seems that he is not as handsome and beautiful as Feng Zilong.

People are not as good as him, and their marksmanship is even worse than him.

Fuck, this God-made man is so fucking inauthentic. Why do you have to concentrate good DNA on one person? God, what the fuck are you...... When he scolded him, he suddenly realized a problem, in fact, whether he is excellent or not has nothing to do with God, all the factors are focused on himself, and he can't blame others.

All the problems are focused on you alone.

To blame others is to be irresponsible to yourself.

"Killing it doesn't do anything at all, keeping you is still useful to me. ”

Feng Zilong told the truth.

Feng Zilong believes that a large part of the people who mix in the underworld are not willing, and they are all forced to go on the road when they encounter this or that problem.

Although the person in front of him is very brightly dressed, and he should still be a manager of this cool villa, he should be regarded as a leading figure here, but secretly he is just a dog who has been used by others.

For this kind of person, they only use pretenses, coupled with coercion and temptation, they have nothing to refrain from.

"Tell me, what do you want you to do for you?"

The speed at which he compromised exceeded Feng Zilong's expectations.

Seeing that he agreed very happily, Feng Zilong also said straight to the point: "Which room is Li Kaishan in?"

"Li Kaishan?" the man glanced at Feng Zilong vigilantly, "I don't know this person." ”

Feng Zilong didn't deny his words, just looked at him without blinking. After about a minute, Feng Zilong spoke again: "Not only do you know him, but you are also one of his eyes and ears." ”

The words were not high, but that kind of penetrating power made the man immediately dare not panic, because before he spoke, Feng Zilong saw through his face and mouth, dealing with a person like Feng Zilong who stepped on nine-headed stilts, if you want to live, you have to talk honestly, otherwise your life will be gone.

"I, I ......"

That person "me" for half a day, and "I" didn't come up with a reason. Feng Zilong still said unhurriedly: "If you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go, and then 'me', 'my', I'll shoot your dog's head!"