Wu Feng was dazed for a long time by Li Yi's solo confession, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Li Yi had left the balcony.

Wu Feng took a deep breath, calmed down his feelings, and once again used his ears to listen carefully to the sound of Long Jie's bedroom, but found that only Long Jie's intermittent weak voice was left in the bedroom, and Li Yi's breathing came from outside the door, which showed that Li Yi had left the room and guarded Long Jie's safety outside the door.

At this time, Wu Feng still didn't dare to rush in, Li Yi was guarding the door, and it was easy to find Wu Feng as soon as he opened the door.

Wu Fengzheng sighed a little and didn't have a chance to meet Long Jie, when he suddenly heard Li Yi's voice become heavy. As soon as he figured out this voice, he knew that it was the sound of falling asleep, and Wu Feng was secretly happy in his heart.

After another ten minutes, when he heard Li Yi's snoring, Wu Feng knew that Li Yi had slept very deeply.

No longer hesitated, one turned over, and landed on the balcony as lightly as a dragonfly in water, without making the slightest sound.

Wu Feng looked into the bedroom through the glass doors and windows of the balcony, and after making sure that there was no one, he carefully pushed open the glass doors and windows on the balcony and walked in.

The furnishings of the room are very simple, and at first glance it is a temporary arrangement, without a trace of luxury. A coffee table with a bottle of red roses on it, the leaves are a little wilted, it seems that they have not been changed for a long time, a few chairs around the coffee table, and beyond that, there is a large bed and a bedside table.

There were a lot of drugs on the bedside table, and there was a man lying on the bed. A person covered with a quilt, a person Wu Feng fears the most - Long Jie.

Meeting Long Jie under such a special circumstance, and it was such a close face-to-face, Wu Feng's heart was a little apprehensive.

Slowly walked to Long Jie's bedside, leaned over to look at the person he had been afraid of, Wu Feng found that Long Jie's face did not have a trace of blood, pale as a blank paper, thinking of Xue Xiaomei's said that Long Jie's wound, it seems that it was caused by excessive blood loss, I really don't know that he suffered such a big injury. How could he still come back. It takes a lot of perseverance. Wu Feng thought that under this kind of injury, he had no confidence to come back.

Although it was pale, the signature smile was still reflected on his face, as if he didn't care about his current situation. Wu Feng, who looked at this expression of contempt for a qiē, was also thoughtful.

He promised Xue Xiaomei. It's not that what he said is just because of Xue Xiaomei. It was just a joke Wu Feng made to Xue Xiaomei. In fact, even if it wasn't for Xue Xiaomei, he wouldn't let Long Jie fall into the hands of a group of rabble, just like he did when he helped Long Jie deal with the Three Bears Gang.

Just thinking about it. Suddenly, a flash of light came from the right side, which met Wu Feng's eyes, and when he looked at the source of the flash, he revealed a sharp object outside the quilt.

Wu Feng was surprised in his heart, lifted the quilt, and suddenly found that it was actually a knife, and the section that was exposed just now was the tip of the knife.

This knife is still firmly in my hands in Long Jie, although I am unconscious, but I hold it tightly, and the knife does not leave my hand, which really responds to the famous sentence in the martial arts novel, the knife is in the person, and the knife is lost.

Wu Feng once heard Liu Yi say that when Long Jie killed the Three Bears Gang, he was holding a knife to kill people, Liu Yi described Long Jie's knife technique as cutting down a piece of the opponent like cutting a melon, it can be seen that Long Jie is good at making a knife, but he didn't expect to see Long Jie's weapon inadvertently today, which made Wu Feng take a serious look.

I saw that the blade of the knife was very thin, like a cicada's wings, and the cold light emitted under the illumination of the light, this cold light was full of cold breath, very much like murderous aura, which made Wu Feng feel a little hairy handstand, and he could feel that this knife had definitely drunk a lot of blood.

However, what made Wu Feng strange was that after drinking so much blood, the blade of the knife was still smooth, and there was no trace of blood stains on it, which was a bit contrary to common sense.

Stretching out his index finger, Wu Feng stroked the tip of the knife, and found that the blade revealed a trace of cold, Wu Feng was even more surprised, this knife has been covered by the quilt, and it should be covered with heat, but the blade can still emit such a cold air, I really don't know what kind of steel casting this is.

Wu Feng had a whim, and secretly poured the qi in the dantian into the knife body, and this infusion surprised Wu Feng, because he felt that the qi actually poured from the tip of the knife to the handle of the knife in a curve that was straight and curved in the knife body, and then penetrated into Long Jie's right hand holding the knife, and went straight into his body.

This qiē is so smooth and free, without any obstacles, as if the knife is not just a knife, but also a human meridian, connected with Long Jie's meridians.

Just when Wu Feng was amazed, an even more strange scene appeared, after the blade was poured into Wu Feng's qi, it suddenly emitted a yellow light, which was pure golden yellow, and this yellow light extended the blade by more than an inch.

Suddenly, the entire room was filled with a golden light, and there was a hint of weirdness in the sacredness of the scene.

Wu Feng was horrified in his heart, this strange scene would not attract the attention of the outside.

When I listened to it, it didn't cause a big uproar, and it was obvious that the strangeness of this room only existed in this room, and it didn't overflow.

This made Wu Feng's somewhat nervous heart let go, but as soon as he put it down, he tightened it again, because he found that a breath suddenly gushed out of Long Jie's body, and this qi carried a hint of chill, instantly canceling out the trace of qi that Wu Feng poured into. The light on the blade gradually dimmed and disappeared until it disappeared.

Long Jie's eyebrows moved, and Wu Feng was shocked, for fear that the strange scene just now would wake up Long Jie, and he was about to leave, but found that Long Jie's eyebrows were stretched out again, and he returned to normal.

His heart was relieved again, and at the same time, he was even more curious about that knife, but what interested Wu Feng even more was the qi that gushed out of Long Jie's body just now, although that qi was not big, it was full of domineering, and instantly suppressed and offset Wu Feng's qi.

That domineering force is not much stronger than Wu Feng, and the gap can be described as a burly man and a weak scholar.

Wu Feng's unintentional move turned into a small contest with Long Jie, but he didn't expect that there was no suspense in this contest, Wu Feng would lose so simply, his heart was unconvinced, and after pouring qi again, the abnormal scene appeared again.

At the beginning, there was nothing abnormal, when Wu Feng's qi entered Long Jie's body again through the blade, that cold aura emerged again, and it was still so domineering, but this time Wu Feng had already prepared and didn't want to lose again, so he poured a lot more qi, but even so, under that cold breath, Wu Feng's qi still gradually melted like ice watered by hot water.

"It's so domineering." Wu Feng muttered.

Saying this, he refused to admit defeat in his hands, as if he was competing, and poured more qi, and as he continued to pour in, the cold became thicker and thicker, under that domineering aura, Wu Feng felt that he was losing and retreating, and finally he was forced out of Long Jie's body.

"How so?" Wu Feng was so discouraged that he almost screamed.

He thinks that he is not worse than Long Jie, although he lost the upper hand in the battle in Zhonghai, but Wu Feng blamed it on the loss of time and place, even if he thought he was inferior to Long Jie, it was not too much worse.

But today's competition made Wu Feng realize that this is not too much, obviously it is a big difference. Long Jie is now injured and unconscious, and he still suppresses himself like this, I really don't know, if he wakes up and fights with him alone, Wu Feng will be the enemy of a few moves.

At this moment, Wu Feng had a deep sense of frustration.

Wu Feng withdrew his fingers, only then did he find that his body had been oozing with sweat, and then looking at Long Jie, his face was even paler than just now, but overall, it was much stronger than Wu Feng.

"This guy is really evil." Wu Feng stared at the unconscious Long Jie, and his eyes showed disbenement.

"It's ridiculous, I thought there was not much difference between me and him, it's really ridiculous, if he really avenged Wang Anshan, then I would only be beaten at that time." Wu Feng said secretly.

"In that case, it is better to kill him now, and the future of the province will become a disaster." Such a chilling thought suddenly appeared in Wu Feng's heart, and as soon as this thought came out, Wu Feng was also surprised, he was here to save people, how could he have this kind of murderous thought.

It's just that as soon as this thought came out, Wu Feng couldn't suppress it, and in a trance, he felt that deep in his heart, there was an invisible voice reminding him to do it.

"This guy is a gangster, a scum, bullying and dominating the market, you killed him to eliminate harm for the people."

"Xiaomei follows her, she will only live in danger and fear, this guy can't give Xiaomei the safety and happiness she deserves, he will only hurt Xiaomei, just like the current situation, he caused it all by himself, so as long as he kills him, a tragedy can be reversed."

"You want to kill him, you can't live in his shadow like Li Yi, don't dare to face your heart, you can't be the second Li Yi."

"If you want to kill him, now is the best time, hurry, do it."

The voice became louder and louder, not only swaying Wu Feng's thoughts, but also as if controlling his body, Wu Feng's right hand actually stretched out towards Long Jie's neck uncontrollably, like the hand of death, peeling off Long Jie's vitality little by little.

Long Jie, who was unconscious, seemed to have a sense, his stretched brows furrowed again, and the unchanging evil smile on his face disappeared.

"I can't kill him, I'm here to save him, how can I kill him." Wu Feng shouted in his heart. But his body was not controlled at all, and the hand of death slowly got closer and closer to Long Jie's neck.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a shout of killing outside the window, which was unusually harsh in this quiet night.

This voice seemed to have opened Wu Feng's shackles, allowing his soul to possess his body again, regaining control of his body.

Wu Feng was shocked, only to find that his hand was less than an inch away from Long Jie's neck. Suddenly withdrew his hand, feeling guilty for what he had just done, but heard the shouting of killing coming from outside getting heavier and heavier. (To be continued......)