Leng Feng, Ye Pu's junior brother, nicknamed the Shura of Blood. Since Ye Pu rescued him, he has become a big killer hidden by Ye Pu in Jiangning. Because Ye Yuxin was secretly protected by a mysterious old man, Leng Feng followed Ye Pu to Yanjing. And the person who got out of the car was the cold wind.

However, Ye Pu is in the name, and the cold wind is dark. Ye Pu was arrogant and arrogant in the Red Makeup Club, and after offending the Ye family and the Song family at the same time, he didn't have any worries or fears. I have heard for a long time that the masters of Yanjing City are like clouds, but who can block the combined blow of the Blood Shura and the Soul Hooking Envoy? No one dared to boast about this Haikou, and of course they didn't know that these two top masters had come to Yanjing.

Leng Feng is a killer, and the hidden kung fu is his professional need, which is many grades higher than these Ye Pu's guys who are secretly spying. So when Ye Pu returned to Nangong's house after being assassinated on the pedestrian street, he already knew that someone outside was secretly following.

In the afternoon, his bait plan did not work, and the possibility of leaking the news was very small, and the other party was still too cautious. Ye Pu was in a hurry to leave Yanjing, which made the other party confused. In any case, we must solve Ye Pu this time and get back the face that I lost at the beginning.

Ye Pu doesn't have the heart to join in this excitement now, so leave it to Leng Feng. He believed in him as much as he believed in himself.

The cold wind appeared, even if he didn't confess it personally, he would kill all these people. I live for him, and I owe him too much, so let yourself cut off all the thorns in front of him. I have been pursuing him from birth to death.

"Brother Ligo, that pervert got off." The big man whispered.

"Focus, the other party is a master." The other party was menacing, and Song Li had to remind him again.

Everyone involuntarily held their breath, holding the gun in their hands and waiting for the best time to strike.

In addition to the whirring wind blowing on the Yanning Expressway, there is the "popping" sound of the remaining cold wind soles in contact with the asphalt road.

The footsteps are even and powerful, the sense of rhythm is very strong, and the soles of the cold wind step on the ground, and also knock on the hearts of everyone.

Forty meters, thirty meters, twenty-one meters, twenty meters and five. Can't wait any longer, Song Li shouted: "Open the wooden warehouse." ”

Five or six people concentrated their fire and pulled the trigger fiercely in front of them.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

After a dense wooden barn, there was a deathly silence.

"Killed?" This is the common thought in the hearts of all people. After a moment of silence, the crowd raised their heads slightly.

Swish.

There was no shadow of a person on the other side.

What the hell? Several people trembled with fear. My mother, it can't be that you really met a ghost, right?

"Everyone is shocked, act carefully, and don't mess up." Song Li is the eldest brother, and now he has to take the lead and comfort the brothers around him.

In fact, he was also a little scared in his heart, how could a good person suddenly disappear?

"Bang."

A car was blown up.

The few people were immediately exposed to the huge fire, and one guy closed his eyes because of the sudden light.

"Bang."

A gunshot rang out, and he was never able to open his eyes again.

"Bang."

Song Li, who was hiding on the edge of the road, looked towards the cold wind that suddenly appeared on the road.

"Wow."

Cold Wind quickly fell to the side. At the same time, it happened to escape the long-planned wooden warehouse of the big man.

Hey! Song Li let out a sound in surprise.

Everyone has something to be good at, and he is certainly no exception. Song Li's attainments in the wooden warehouse technique are definitely not inferior to ordinary masters. And he was also confident that no one would be able to escape under his own wooden barn at such a short distance.

Nonsense, if you can't even beat a living person at such a close distance, then you might as well die. But the reality is sometimes so cruel, he just didn't hit the target. He couldn't imagine that a person's speed could be so fast that he could dodge Zi Gongshan at such a close distance, it was simply a super god's existence.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Syllable.

Syllable.

Footsteps rang out again.

At this time, several lights came from a distance, and the two seemed to see hope. These guys are still here in time. These people were the first batch of guys who drove after Ye Pu, nine people in three cars. After meeting with Song Li on the side of the road, there was another group of people. With this group of men, although it is impossible to cause great damage to the enemy in a short period of time, at least it can suppress firepower.

Time, what he lacks most now is time. At this moment, he felt that the time that was usually squandered by himself was so precious. Time is life, and if you can save your own life, you can also take the life of others.

"Boom."

Under Song Li's surprised gaze, the cold wind raised his hand to the roaring car.

Song Li was angry, the other party was really desperate with him. Holding the sniper wooden warehouse in his hand, he attacked the cold wind again.

"Bang."

The cold wind dodged the wooden silo with a volley and a flip.

"Boom."

"Bang."

The cold wind in mid-air opened both guns.

On one side, Song Li and the two couldn't lift their heads, while a car on the other side rolled over again and rolled into a ditch on the side of the road.

"Crunch~" Finally, a car stopped intact.

Syllable.

The car door was pushed open from the inside. The three of them rolled out of the car neatly and fired back at the cold wind.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

Seeing this situation, Song Li and the others also opened a wooden warehouse to the cold wind at the same time. Damn, aren't you quite able to hide, I'll let you hide, let you have more.

For a moment, the swarthy asphalt was like a cutter cutting steel. The cold wind constantly flipped backwards, and would shoot back from time to time.

"Bang."

It was Zigong single that shattered the headlights of the car.

Yes, the cold wind receded to his car.

Fifty meters is not far away, but on this dark and cold night, it is a little difficult to shoot people. Especially these rookies who use wooden barns, but Leng Feng pays special attention to the guy who is hiding on the side of the road. Because the other party's Kikura method is still a little standard in his opinion, he must not be careless.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

Mikikura's precise shot.

The three people hiding by the side of the car bowed their eyebrows and died in an instant.

"Bang."

The cold wind dodged the other party's wooden barn.

"Bang."

Immediately after that, he escaped the second wooden barn.

At this time, he did not retreat, but advanced, and his body was crooked like an earthworm and rushed towards Song Li and the two.

"Bang."

Another bow flew past the cheek of the cold wind.

"Bang."

The cold wind lifted the wooden warehouse to fight back.

"Smack."

The hand wooden warehouse in the hand of the big man was shot down and fell into the ditch.

At a distance of less than ten meters, the other party was already completely exposed under his wooden barn. Song Li laughed, God is such a bastard who made such a big joke on himself. I thought it was myself who died this time, but I didn't expect it to be this pervert in the end. Goodbye, Song Li resolutely pulled the trigger against the cold wind.

But after pressing it a few times, there was no response. Damn, there was no sub-bow list at a critical time.

Leng Feng smiled at Song Li and put all the weapons in his hand on the ground.

"Nima's, it's finally Lao Tzu's turn to exert his power." The big man scolded and jumped onto the road.

Song Li smiled bitterly, threw the guy in his hand, and stood side by side with the big man. Although he is not good at hand-to-hand combat, it is also a helpless move.

"Friend, we don't have to go to the point where you live or die, do we?" Song Li said aloud.

Leng Feng didn't speak, just looked at the two of them with a calm face.

"Brother Li, what nonsense are you talking about this kid." With that, the big man rushed towards the cold wind.

"Bang."

Before the opponent's fist was fully extended, the cold wind had already appeared in front of the opponent's eyes and punched the big man in the eye.

This punch caused a huge trauma to Dahan's head, and Dahan's body couldn't help but lean back.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

The cold wind threw four punches at the big man's chest, each punch in the same position.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal. The big man's body kept retreating, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth, nose, and eyes.

The cold wind accelerated suddenly, and a volley kick was easily used.

"Bang."

The big man's body is like a dandelion, fluttering and fluttering. Drifted into a ravine. It's a natural cemetery that doesn't even have to be buried.