Chapter 630 [What kind of flower is the head flowering?] 】

"Uh, what's going on? Isn't it just the sound of a car coming? Is it necessary to be so afraid? It's like a little devil has entered the village. ”

Looking at the street in front of him, although it was dilapidated, but it was originally a little popular, in less than 5 seconds, it became lonely and he was the only one left, and the punishment wind was completely confused.

In order to figure out what was going on, Xingfeng needed a high vantage point, so he walked over to one of the tallest buildings in the vicinity—

2-storey flat-roofed house!

"Bang!"

The sandy ground was stepped out of two foot pits by the huge gravity, and Xing Feng's body immediately rose from the ground, easily jumping onto the roof nearly 6 meters above the ground.

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

The townspeople who were hiding in their houses nearby were all stunned when they saw this incredible scene.

Even the horror just now was forgotten in an instant!

Xingfeng had long since adapted to the strengthened body, and there were no mood swings, and he didn't care about the stunned group of Afghans.

Taking advantage of the view from this high vantage point, I raised my eyes to look in the direction from which the car engine came.

This town is generally a one-story house, and the two-story town adds up to less than ten, and the view is not obstructed in any way, and you can directly see the outside of the town at a glance.

In front of the sand and dust raised into the sky, there were two pickup trucks that had long lost their original color, and a 4x4 truck with tarpaulins on the back.

The speed of the convoy was fast, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed into the town!

"Whew-"

All three cars braked sharply at the same time.

As soon as the convoy came to a halt, more than a dozen Afghans dressed in denim jackets and jackets, obviously not traditional clothing, jumped out of the car with vicious guns.

"Dada......"

"Bang~"

One of them raised his hand to the door and window of a house, and fired a fully automatic fire, then rushed over and kicked the wooden door open, and rushed in with a gun.

"Da Da Da!"

"Oh——, don't, please don't do that, please."

The firing of an automatic rifle and the frightened cries of a woman for mercy came from inside the house at the same time.

"Shut up, hurry up and take out all your food, water, cotton clothes and quilts, or I will kill you all."

Xingfeng's hearing was very strong, and even though he was thirty or forty meters away, he could clearly hear the shouts of the man with a gun in the distant house.

Looking around at the houses, more than a dozen men with guns who got out of the car, all about the same as the first man who got out of the car, all ran into the homes of the townspeople, shouting and threatening to demand all kinds of daily necessities.

In less than 20 seconds!

This originally poor but relatively peaceful town was plunged into a noisy chaos due to the arrival of a dozen militants.

All kinds of gunshots, screams, begs for mercy, screams of fear......

One after another, like a chaotic hell!

Seeing this, Xing Feng understood the origin of this group of people, and as expected, this group of people was armed men hiding in the mountains.

Now that winter has begun, they are now out to grab some supplies to survive this cold winter.

As a result of the full involvement of the United States, which caused strong hatred against the local population, there were many armed groups in Afghanistan at this time, large and small, some were members of the Taliban, some were al-Qaeda, and some were small groups formed by taking advantage of the chaos.

The Taliban, al-Qaeda, the armed group that kidnapped Stark, and so on, all of which are supported by invisible consortia, are not short of supplies.

Small armed groups are different!

Even if they are attached to the base of the large organization, they can get very little material, and barely enough food and clothing will inevitably not meet their needs.

If you want to expand your power, you need materials as a foundation.

The looting of entire villages and towns and looting supplies was impossible for other countries at this time, but in Afghanistan, where terrorist and anti-government organizations are concentrated, it can be said to be completely commonplace.

"Today's luck is good, what is lacking will come, and the professional courier delivery is not such intimate service as yours."

Xing Feng grinned, bent his legs slightly, and jumped off the roof of the building.

"Tom~"

Feet stepped on the ground to create a dirt pit, and the strong wind attached to them blew the dust around them.

At the same time, there was also a scene that made Xing Feng cry and laugh.

His pair of "Gucci leather shoes" that Luna carefully selected for his brand store and worth more than 10,000 dollars did not resist such a heavy burden and died honorably.

The whole sole fell off, and the two toes poked out of the big foot of the sock, and ran out of the leather shoe gorgeously.

"It is said that cheap is not good, good goods are not cheap, this is a special leather shoe of tens of thousands of RMB, but that's it, hey, it's a big loss."

Xing Feng sighed helplessly, and simply shook his left foot and right foot, and threw off the leather shoes that only left the upper of the shoe from his foot, ignoring the chaotic situation of the gunfire and crying.

Wearing socks with holes and exposed toes, he swaggered towards the nearest residential building to him.

When he came to the door, he happened to meet the militants in the house, holding a large cloth bag in his left hand and a painted AKM rifle in his right hand, holding a man, a woman and a child, and the three of them came out of the house.

Seeing Xing Feng blocking the door, the militant was immediately furious, pointed his gun at Xing Feng's head and shouted: "You damn stupid pig, get out of the way for Lao Tzu, and walk forward with your head in your hands." ”

"Are you talking about me?" Xing Feng put his hands behind his back and looked at the militants in front of him calmly, without a trace of nervousness and fear.

It's as if this AKM automatic rifle two meters away is just an iron pimple toy.

"That's what I'm talking about, you stupid pig, hurry up and do it, you'd better not annoy me, or you'll make your head bloom." The militant was impatient and pressed his rifle forward.

"Oh?" Xing Feng smiled, "I've seen roses, lilies, morning glories, many, many flowers, but I haven't seen the head bloom, what kind of flower is this?" I'm curious, why don't you show me a show? ”

The Arabic language was standard, and the tone of his tone was very sarcastic, and the militant understood it perfectly.

The man in front of him, he was teasing him!

Can this be endured?

"Da Da Da ......"

The militant was furious, pointed at Xingfeng's head, and pulled the trigger to a shuttle of bullets.

"Ahh

The sound of gunfire was in my ears, and the three townspeople who were terrified to see their heads blown out closed their eyes screaming at the same time.

In their common sense, the militants were armed with the muzzle of their rifles, and they were less than 3 meters away from the bold strange man who suddenly appeared.

Since it is absolutely able to hit, the consequences are naturally very clear!