Chapter 122, Reckoning

"Tower...... Tower...... "......The clock in the house, the hands are moving indefinitely, and in the whole room, there is only the sound of the clock, but the whole room seems quieter!"

Feng Zhiyi is also thinking about his future, this kind of future that is a bit fucked up.

The strategy on his body, when he entered the second layer, did not spread out, and at the beginning, Feng Zhi was just to limit the development of those forces, but now that I think about it, it is the most correct to do it myself.

Give it to them, they shorten the time of the Raiders, and they are one step closer to the end of the Raiders! Then his own life will be missing.

If the Holy Mother of is here, she will definitely say that she will sacrifice herself, and then do her best to help others clear the level, it stands to reason that there are so many of them, and there is only one person, and others will know their true situation, and they will not sympathize with themselves, but will shout for themselves to sacrifice, and then let them out.

But Feng Zhiyi didn't intend to be like this, generous to others, what kind of jokes, not to mention that the other person, or himself, took his own life to pave the way for others, and Feng Zhiyi was not so virgin.

The night gradually shrouded, the lights were not turned on in the room, and the figure of Feng Zhiyi gradually escaped into the darkness, and by the way, Feng Zhiyi's body was gradually shrouded in darkness!

Early the next morning, a group of cadres from the strategy group came to Feng Zhiyi's room, and they also submitted a piece of information.

Feng Zhi also took this information, and he also knew that these materials were basically exchanged for gold coins of the same area! So I looked very carefully, and a person's name, picture and address were all remembered in my mind!

Feng Zhi also divided all the information into several types, the threat is very large, the threat is average, and the threat is low.

Classifying these categories, he handed them over to a few thousand captains and said: "To arrange manpower, it must be at least five times stronger than the target strength before you can do it, ensure the safety of your brothers' lives, and get revenge, but you can't joke with the lives of your living brothers, understand?" ”

"Understood!" The crowd replied.

Feng Zhiya saw that everyone knew, so he said, "Okay, let's go and prepare!" ”

After everyone was gone, Feng Zhiyi picked up the last piece of information, and the picture on it was the red-haired man, and Feng Zhiyi read his information again and put it in his backpack.

Feng Zhiyi leaned back on the sofa, his head rested on the pillow of the sofa, and said softly: "Emperor Jones......."

And the room fell silent again, and after a while, Feng Zhiyi slapped his thigh, and immediately sat up from the sofa, and then sent a message while walking outside, and when Feng Zhiyi walked to the elevator, there was already a group of players in the strategy group waiting for Feng Zhiyi!

"Boss!" The players shouted in unison.

Feng Zhiyi nodded, didn't speak, and when the elevator came, he entered the elevator, and the players also walked in one after another, the elevator came to the first floor, everyone rushed out, got into the car, and then the vehicle went all the way north, heading towards the place where Emperor Jones was!

Emperor Jones, the successor of the Optimus Martial Arts Dojo, is also the only descendant of the Optimus Martial Arts Dojo now, because Emperor Jones can't operate at all, so their dojo has been completely dilapidated! And Emperor Jones has also become a wandering warrior, causing trouble everywhere and winning attention.

In this way, he also took the assassination mission from the hands of the local rich man to obtain a part of the money for him to eat, drink and be merry! And now, he's in the Pauline Tavern in Garriga, hanging out with a few rich local people!

"Hahahaha! Emperor Jones, you fought that battle really well! I saw that the leader of the strategy group had a blue face, obviously he was not lightly angry, right? Hahaha! A well-dressed rich second generation said with his arm on the shoulders of Emperor Jones. And he also held a glass of blood-red wine in his hand.

"That's it! I can't get used to seeing those who are extremely arrogant, and they are still on TV? I really think of myself as a character! poured cold water on him, and also helped cool his burnt head. Alas, forget it, don't talk about this, come on, drink and drink! Emperor Jones waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"Ping-pong." The two of them touched a glass and drank it down! Then I passed the strategy group and started talking about women!

At this time, more than a dozen cars drove to the door of Paul's Tavern! The black press stopped, and a group of people got out of the car. They were dressed in black suits and sunglasses, as if to announce that they were members of the Black Society!

But they are not from the Black Society, but a group of people from the Wind and the Mountains, and the suit is just a set of attributeless fashion used to disguise! Feng Zhiyi and the others walked into the tavern, the blinding lights, the sound of heavy metal dingding, piercing, Feng Zhiyi and others shuttled through the crowd, and everyone who stood in the way was pushed away by the players of the strategy group!

"you! Dare to push Lao Tzu" A man who was pushed away got up from the ground with a curse, but before he could straighten up, he was kicked away by the spoof players of the strategy team!

Not all aborigines are martial artists, and the man who was as thin as a bamboo pole just now, don't talk about it! He was directly kicked by the players of the strategy group!

And his friend immediately scolded, so a few people picked up beer bottles or something, and rushed towards the players in the strategy group, but it was menacing and useless! A few people rushed over and were kicked away by the players of the strategy group with a few kicks!

A few people fell all over the tavern, and they also made a mess of the tables and the dance floor! Seeing this scene, everyone on the dance floor of the tavern stopped their movements, and their eyes were all locked on the Raiders group and others who came in, as more and more players in the Raiders group came in, but no one in the tavern dared to do anything.

In the direction of the Raiders group's advance, the aborigines who were blocking the way also quickly got out of the way! And Feng Zhiyi and the others also came to the door of room 404 smoothly! The wind pushed the door open! And the more than ten white flesh bodies in it immediately appeared in front of everyone, and Feng Zhi didn't say a word, just picked up the gun!

It wasn't the white-flowered girls who were on the wind, but the Emperor Jones who looked surprised and was still lying on top of a woman.

With a shake of the spear, Feng Zhiyi stabbed at Emperor Jones, and he hurriedly withdrew from the girl in a panic, and a puddle of sticky liquid was also brought up in a certain part!