86_86868 Lin Feng jumped from the toilet window to the balcony of Mu Er's bedroom without any protective measures, grabbed the railing with his hand, hung his body in the air, and shook several times before grabbing another railing and jumping onto the balcony with a bow.

This time, he didn't have time to plan a specific plan of action, he just wanted Mu Er not to die in the hands of the fat dragon, and through the window, he fired two shots. Killing people at such a close distance, if he missed, it wouldn't be Lin Feng, and the two of Feilong's subordinates fell to the ground. Instantly lost the ability to breathe.

When he fired the third shot, the fat dragon suddenly moved, and at the same time, a shot hit Mu Er's chest. Then he fired two shots at Lin Feng, no one would have thought that Feilong's reaction would be so fast, like a basketball moving at high speed, after dodging Lin Feng's shot, shooting Mu Er could still fight back at Lin Feng. When Lin Feng dodged the Fat Dragon Spear, he was almost shot.

After the shot, the fat dragon also hid behind the gun, Mu Er let out a faint scream, Lin Feng's heart was pained, and the muscles in his face twitched. He thought about Mu Er's death, but finally gave up killing Mu Er, just because he couldn't give up a few years of brotherhood, since he was unwilling to kill Mu Er, Mu Er died in the hands of the fat dragon, his heart would not be comfortable.

He was furious, gritted his teeth, and did not lose his mind. At this time, the fat dragon showed his true level, the fat dragon and Lin Feng, without any conspiracy and trickery, there is just the final battle of life and death, regardless of everything, kill each other, end nearly three years of escape, end nearly three years of pursuit.

The wind outside the window blew the curtains slightly, the air was filled with the smell of murder and blood, the shards of glass were under their feet, separated by a wall, the two waited motionlessly, much like two like sculptures, at this time it was patience, whoever moved first would die first, and even the air was as quiet as death.

Lin Feng adjusted his breathing, his palms were sweaty, Fat Dragon was Zhuge 's disciple, and being fat did not affect his strength. Lin Feng knew that Feilong had always hidden his true ability, he had heard Wei Chi say that Zhuge was a master of Xingyi Fist, but Lin Feng didn't guess that Feilong's marksmanship was so good. Fat Dragon's forehead was sweating, he didn't wipe it, what kind of character he was dealing with He knew it, the closed disciple of Yu Chi Feidao, the former captain of the Wild Wolf Special Combat Team, and the No. 3 killer of Qingfeng, just these titles, even if they are all masters among the masters, not to mention that this guy accounts for three.

Time passed second after second, and their hearing and vision were all played to the extreme level, even if a needle fell at this time, they could hear clearly. The tense confrontation lasted for a full minute, but this minute was undoubtedly a year for the two sides facing the strong hands, and they knew that no matter who they were, as long as one of them didn't pay attention, they would only drink Meng Po soup.

At this time, Hu Haimin, who had been hiding in the toilet, quietly poked his head out, and he saw Lin Feng moving nervously. There must be someone in the house who has a gun, and after making such an analysis of Lin Feng, Hu Haimin couldn't care about Lin Feng's orders, he walked out of the toilet step by step, and fired a gun at the door.

The fat dragon looked at the hole that was punched out of the door, and was still unmoved, the fat dragon's concentration is not bad, even if there is a master like Lin Feng in front of him, he still won't move when he can't see it, and the concentration is a thing, from a gangster to an underworld hero.

Hu Haimin didn't get a response from the people in the house, and fired a few more shots, the gun with a silencer, the sound was very small, but the sound of the bullet hitting the door was a bit loud, even if Feilongdi's hearing was developed, it was impossible for him to judge Lin Feng's footsteps in the gunshot.

Lin Feng stepped on the glass, and hurriedly retracted his foot, Lin Feng knew very well that the sound of gunfire affected the fat dragon, and naturally affected himself, so he didn't take the risk of rushing out. Before the sound of glass teeth was over, as soon as Lin Feng's foot was withdrawn, the fat dragon moved, turned around like a huge ball rolling extremely fast, and fired two shots, which accurately hit the glass that Lin Feng stepped on. The glass slag that flew from the bullets fell on Lin Feng's face that was oiled by the sun. "It's dangerous." Lin Feng looked at the bullet marks that had been hit by the fat dragon.

At this time, Lin Feng suddenly shouted: "Haimin, enter the door." ”

Hu Haimin hurriedly pushed the door, Feilong quickly turned around, and when he aimed at Hu Haimin's head, Lin Feng was shot on the back of his hand holding the gun, and the gun fell to the ground, as if he didn't feel pain. The thick legs kicked back in the direction of Lin Feng's voice, Lin Feng crossed his hands and blocked the fat dragon's feet, and the whole person slid backwards and hit the railing of the balcony before stopping, and the railing started with a unique buzzing sound of iron.

"Don't move." Hu Haimin pointed a gun at Feilong Dao.

"Hu Haimin, it's up to you." Feilong said, he didn't care about the gun in Hu Haimin's hand, he kicked over, he kicked the dead doctor, this guy's strength is amazing, the doctor was kicked up, flipped and flew towards Hu Haimin, Hu Haimin shot and hit the dead man, the dead man crashed into Hu Haimin, Hu Haimin was knocked to the ground.

Then the fat dragon kicked on the edge of the bed, jumped up, made a kneeling motion in the air, and the whole human flesh flew towards Hu Haimin. Traitors have always been more terrible than enemies, this is Feilong's understanding, he doesn't want to die at the hands of Hu Haimin, even if he is killed by Lin Feng, he has to kill Hu Haimin first.

Hu Haimin is Lin Feng's subordinate, since Lin Feng treats him as his own, he will not give the fat dragon a chance, and it is Lin Feng's flying knife that jumps with the fat dragon. It was said to be late, but it was fast, at this time, the fat dragon actually pushed the wall with one hand, and moved sideways with the thrust, dodging Lin Feng's flying knife. Hu Haimin, who was saved, hurriedly raised his gun again.

"Wait a minute." Lin Feng said. Hu Haimin stopped the trigger that he was about to pull, and looked at Lin Feng in puzzlement, killing the fat dragon to avenge his broken hand, as if it was not as important as Lin Feng's order.

Lin Feng twisted his neck, and Feilong, like Hu Haimin, looked at Lin Feng with a puzzled expression and stood up. He didn't understand why Lin Feng didn't let Hu Haimin shoot if he had a chance to let himself die.

"Fat Dragon, just kill you like this, it's too cheap for you, if it's a man, we'll solve the problem in a man's way." Lin Feng said and threw the gun aside and made a fighting motion.

"Give you a chance to die, if you are injured and fight me, I will give you a chance to die." The fat dragon said, stood up, tidied up the clothes he had messed up during the fight, and said in a cold voice