The night was quiet, the wind was light, and soon they were out of the street where a tree had covered the road a kilometer from the crossroads. On the road shrouded in camphor trees, Hu Haimin's palms sitting in the Honda car were full of sweat, and he smoked one cigarette after another, making a thief's expression, and sweating a lot on his forehead.

Saving people from the hands of the police, although this kind of thing is exciting, is much more dangerous than following the fat dragon to eat. He was both excited and a little worried, and he could hear his heartbeat. Yu Junshan beside him didn't care, calmly like no one, with his eyes slightly closed. These two people are so different, it is not difficult to explain that Yu Junshan has been trained in the army, and his physical and psychological qualities are first-class. Hu Haimin, a gangster who had three fingers cut off, naturally cannot be compared.

Gong Zheng in the Porsche didn't seem to be worried, he looked at the Shaolin Temple, and shouted excitedly from time to time, and whenever he was always scolded by Xiao Lan on the walkie-talkie for a sentence or two, he could stop for a while.

Gong Zheng is such a person, as if what happened next has nothing to do with him. There are too few things that make this guy nervous, and if he gives it to the woman now, he can still play with car shock. Such a person, you can never understand what he is thinking, saying that he is serious, talking nonsense, talking nonsense, he seems to be doing the right thing. A good-for-nothing but useful character, he himself never seems to know what he is going to do, and perhaps God knows what he is going to do.

Less than a moment after they left, several BMW cars that were also black appeared at the intersection.

The first car to get off was a tall man about the same size as Lin Feng, wearing a field uniform. Small flat head square face, domineering, hard. Behind this man were two yellow-haired foreigners, just like his outfit, only much taller than him, and the three of them stood together, giving people a sense of oppression wherever they went.

"It's here, we've ruined the other roads, Jack, Frank, if you kill Lin Feng this time, you won't have to kill people again, my boss said, the money you give you will be enough for you for a lifetime."

White Wolf, the number one fierce man under Fat Dragon, retired from the army two years ago, and served in the Fire Phoenix Special Combat Team, which is as famous as the Wild Wolf Special Combat Team, like Lin Feng, he is the captain of the fierce man, the fierce man among the fierce men, the fat dragon buys at a high price, and kills people without blinking.

The only difference between him and Lin Feng is that his reputation is much better than Lin Feng, he has not been published, and he has not been charged with any bad crimes, which does not mean that he will kill fewer people than Lin Feng. According to the number of killings he has killed and the things he has done for the fat dragon, he has died more than ten times. It's just that the fat dragon behind him is too rich, and he helped him get rid of all the charges and the sheep in wolf's clothing.

This time, he went to Huadu to help Feilong talk about the oil business, and after receiving Feilong's call for help, he came back. In addition, he brought two mercenaries who had fought in Europe and the United States, Jack and Frank.

The combat ability of these two people is at least the top of the previous reinforced company, and the characters who are not killed on the frontal battlefield. Mercenaries, the masters who collect money and do things, they only look at the money when they do things, as for the reason, they never ask, this is their habit, even if they die, they will not complain, life is a stimulus.

These modifications of theirs are the same as the white wolf, it is directly their personality, this kind of person is usually someone else's chessboard, but this time they participated in one more reason, is to win the internationally famous killer is something to be proud of, for the murderous servant, it is a very tempting thing to be able to kill Lin Feng, and it will become their glory to be able to kill a killer they admire from the hands of the special police in half the city.

"This time it's more enjoyable than collecting money alone, if you can kill Lin Feng, meet your boss, say thank you to him, I like this weapon." Sturdy as a cow, the handsome Jack blinked his blue eyes, smiled excitedly and proudly and opened the back door of the car, the withered yellow head was a bit like the hair on the old yellow hair that was about to be replaced in the spring, and he was carrying it back.

This man is a guy who loves arms, and his car is full of all kinds of weapons, from sabers to blockades, because there are too many weapons, the back seat of the car is dropped, and in addition to what can be seen in front of him, the back box is also loaded with programmed weapons, which is like a small arsenal.

This was prepared for them by Fat Dragon, and in order to deal with Lin Feng, Fat Dragon used all his energy and spent a huge amount of money to get weapons that some regular troops would not have.

Frank took out the wine from his pocket and took a sip, he was not like Jack, he was a little fatter than Jack, maybe because of the unsuitable climate, his face was a little red, the muscles on this guy's face were too tight, it was difficult to see what kind of expression he was, it was best to describe it as ruthless, but this kind of face was not done on purpose, it was born like this.

He was far more interested in money than weapons, and in many ways more pragmatic than Jack. Wiping his mouth with his sleeve, he asked the white wolf: "Are the boats and money we left ready?" We're going to get out of here as soon as possible, and I don't want to spend too much time here. ”

He has participated in countless regular wars, and he doesn't think that a killer is anything great, solving Lin Feng is simply a piece of cake for him, and his pride is not without reason. Countless people who have escaped death on the battlefield just want to finish their work as soon as possible and find a place to enjoy.

"You'd better think about it, if the three of us can kill Lin Feng, the money won't be less than you." The white wolf hung a round grenade on his waist, carried a bazooka in his hand, and walked over to a tower not far away without looking back.

From the back, he looks like a gun, his black hair looks like he is carrying it on his back, and if he changes his field shirt into a suit, he is definitely a killer of many women, with strong shoulders, and carrying a bazooka is like clutching a marshmallow.

"Maybe that one named Lin Feng really has two hits, otherwise, the white wolf wouldn't be so serious." Jack said, doing the same thing as the white wolf, but with a lot more weapons, even if he didn't need them, that's the personality of this guy.

"No matter how powerful he is, he can still compete with the bomb, I won't believe it, look at it, I will definitely make his bones disappear in the shortest possible time." Frank said confidently, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, very indifferent, carrying a handful of blocks on his shoulders, and a black handbag in his hand, and went in the opposite direction of the white wolf.

Everything outside seemed very abnormal, the dawn was about to break, someone, while listening to Gong Long and Dai Qingcheng fighting in bed at an inopportune time, holding bread in one hand and red wine in the other, looking at the policemen who surrounded him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he was not worried about what was about to happen.