"Drink!" The hundred people shouted at the same time, forming an invisible force that attacked Chu Feng, but what stunned the hundred people was that their murderous aura was also fused with the evil aura of murder, but the power formed by it was blowing on Chu Feng's body, and it had no effect at all.

On the contrary, Chu Feng was enraged by this momentum, and the hidden killing aura in his body was awakened, like a sleeping lion, from his sleep. Uh-uh

Chu Feng looked at the hundred people with an indifferent look, and at the same time, a force more powerful than their combined forces directly acted on their bodies. Murderous~, Chu Feng was a myth in the killer world and the mercenary world, and he even won the honorific title of "Killing God with a Thousand Faces".

Thousand Faces refers to Chu Feng's resourcefulness, which is amazing, back then, there was a person who was ruined by Chu Feng's stratagem, and that person also lost his mind and committed suicide. This news made the people in the killer world very scared, and secretly prayed in their hearts not to let themselves run into such a dangerous person.

After so many years, Chu Feng didn't know how many people he had killed, and how much innocent blood had been stained with the dagger in his hand. The name of killing gods is even more thunderous in the killer world mercenary world, making people flee from the wind.

And now these hundred people actually dared to get an axe in front of Chu Feng, so that they angered Chu Feng and made the people who set off the bloody storm show his fangs again, and I don't know if it was the honor or sorrow of these people.

And under the influence of Chu Feng's momentum, the hundred people were already somewhat defeated, and in front of them it seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the man in front of them was the messenger of hell, so they didn't have the courage to resist him. And the black-robed people all felt the killing aura, and they were surprised: "I haven't seen you for a few years, this guy has killed a lot of people again, and the evil spirit is so heavy!"

Chu Feng knew that now was a good time, because his momentum had already suppressed the morale of those hundred people. Just when Chu Feng was about to take out his weapon from his waist to attack, he was stopped by the black-robed man. The black-robed man said coldly: "Chu Feng, you have to remember that I am the director of this scene, I am the one who makes the rules, and you are only qualified to obey orders."

The black-robed man pointed to the back of the chair made by Ye Yan and said to Chu Feng, "Chu Feng, see clearly, what is behind your dear Teacher Ye Yan?" this

Chu Feng turned his head and was startled, there was actually a bomb tied to the back of the chair! And Chu Feng saw a lot of gunpowder, this is a high bomb, 3 (⊙o⊙)... 3. Evil really made the black-robed man lead the dormitory. Uh-uh-uh-tut, what's going on in the dormitory (⊙o⊙)... Its words, don't talk about this xe@qq factory, even Qianlong No. 1 Middle School can hope that its son doll will be blown up in the afternoon! This black-robed man is really a madman!

Thinking of this, Chu Feng didn't dare to be careless, withdrew the hand on his waist, and asked in a compromised tone, "What do you want me to do?" The black-robed man threw Chu Feng an ordinary dagger, and then took out the remote control that looked like a bomb's detonating device and said in a playful tone: "You use this dagger as a weapon to deal with this."

And if it's that simple, this scene won't be interesting, will it. I'll count three, two, and one and I'll press the remote control, and the bomb will only detonate in three minutes, so maybe I'll change the name of the play to Three Minutes! Ahaha!"

Chu Feng swallowed a few mouthfuls again, casually threw the cigarette butt in the air, the cigarette butt fell in a dashing manner, he stepped on it with his foot, and twisted it a few times. And at this time, the black-robed man also began to shout, "Three, two, one!" After that, the switch was decisively pressed, and the bomb began to time out, three minutes to say whether it was long or not short, but now it was like the call of death, which made people desperate.

In the camp, Chu Yu and Lin Xin's hearts were about to rise to their throats, and they silently prayed in their hearts for a miracle to make Chu Feng and Ye Yan safe, but they knew that Chu Feng was going to "send them to death", and they were basically hopeless. Wang Yushi on the side was even more anxious, seeing the bomb behind Ye Yan, she almost fainted, she bracked herself up, looking at Chu Feng on the screen, how she hoped that Chu Feng, a mysterious man, could give herself a miracle at this moment!

Some people are happy and some people are worried, Chen Wei at this moment has an indescribable pleasure in his heart, thinking of Chu Feng's fried body and broken bones three minutes later, Chen Wei is ecstasy, and he can't help but shout excitedly.

Inside the factory, "I'm used to doing it all at once, so you should go on it all together." Chu Feng said indifferently, after a short recovery, the hundred people finally had the courage to fight against Chu Feng, and rushed towards Chu Feng in formation.

Chu Feng kicked a person away with an arrow step, and the huge impact directly made the person fall to the ground in pain, and he couldn't get up when he thought about it.

Chu Feng knew that three minutes was precious, and when he rushed into the crowd, he killed a few people with three punches and two kicks, and that dagger also became a summoner of death, harvesting the lives of these people with a knife.

In thirty seconds, there were already many corpses on the ground, but the same Chu Feng had a few more wounds on his body. Those people had been carefully trained by the black-robed people, and in these thirty seconds, they felt Chu Feng's dense attack, and at the same time, they were surprised and quickly changed their tactics, both offensive and defensive, and tried to minimize the death of personnel.

Blood slowly flowed out of Chu Feng's wounds, and the faint fishy smell stimulated Chu Feng's nerves. The passage of blood does not necessarily make people depressed, but it makes Chu Feng's tyrannical heart stronger and stronger. The speed on his hand did not decrease but increased, death became art, and the fatal wound on the corpse became Chu Feng's masterpiece.

Ye Yan on the side looked at the corpses all over the ground, and he was afraid that he didn't dare to open his eyes, but he was worried that Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw the wounds on Chu Feng's body and the blood on the ground, he opened his eyes regardless of the fear of the corpse. Ye Yan didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of affecting Chu Feng, and gradually Ye Yan's eyes burst into tears.

Ye Yan was a proud woman, but she never thought that a boy would save her at the risk of life and death for her. The feeling of this scene Ye Yan can't forget, it will be remembered by her forever, and Chu Feng's appearance is also engraved in her heart, which is indelible.

A minute passed, and there were already forty or fifty corpses on the ground, and the rest hurriedly shrank in formation to protect themselves. But if they anger Chu Feng, they must die! In a minute and fifty seconds, there were more than thirty more corpses on the ground.

Only a few of them are still resisting stubbornly, but the inner defense of those few people has collapsed, and they have not risen in a short period of time to see their brothers lying in a pool of blood, and this madman in front of them makes them desperate. They are also crazy, and since there is no hope, let's pull this madman to die together!

Of course, this was the idea of a few of them, how could Chu Feng let them get their wish, and when there were thirty seconds left in the end, they also fell in a pool of blood and never got up again.

150 seconds, a hundred corpses, which is converted into an average of 1.5 seconds, Chu Feng killed a person. A hundred corpses fell together horizontally, but if you take a serious look at their wounds, you will be shocked to find that except for those who were killed by Chu Feng with his fists, the location and depth of the wounds of the other people were the same! The name of the thousand-faced killing god is by no means a false name.

However, Chu Feng knew that his real opponent was not these little minions, but the black-robed man, who introduced Chu Feng into the game and made a move on him. Who the hell could he be?