After all, Zhang Zhendong has been a bodyguard for more than ten years, has seen many big scenes, and has experienced countless life and death. Therefore, there is still a very accurate perception of danger.

Sure enough, when he sensed that there was a faint killing intent, he instinctively turned his head and saw a black muzzle. Although the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at its own head, it was aimed at the person who had fought for his life to protect.

There was no need to hesitate, let alone think of a foolproof solution, he could only appear beside Meng Haitao as quickly as possible, and used his not too tall and generous body to block in front of this man who had given him dignity and glory.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out, but there was no scene of the head cracking and blood splattering.

Because Ye Feng also sensed the danger, when he looked back, an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman in the crowd was holding a black pistol and aiming at the head of the bandit leader.

Although Ye Feng also hoped that such a bad person could get the punishment he deserved, it was impossible for him to do anything about killing people in public, let alone watching others kill people in front of him and be indifferent. You must know that this is a pure place for Buddhism, how can it be disturbed by worldly grievances and hatreds?

So, he turned his gaze to the guy who was holding a pistol. only to find that her index finger had been pulled on the trigger, and she was still accumulating. Ye Feng thought that she couldn't catch up with the speed of the bullet, so she simply decided to move the target she was shooting at, so that if this killer was not a master at the level of a gun god, it would be impossible to get a 100% headshot.

Turn around and raise your leg and kick sideways, all in one go, it's perfect. At most, it only took a tenth of a second, and that was enough. Because Ye Feng had already kicked Meng Haitao out, and then he heard the gunshot.

Well? Wrong.

Ye Feng suddenly discovered that the person who was kicked away by himself was not Meng Haitao, but the old man who had been following him all along. Obviously, this old man wanted to use his body to block the bullet for his boss, so he quickly appeared in front of the man. It's just that what he didn't expect was that Ye Feng, who was still working with him just now, would come to the rescue.

The crowd was dead at first, and then like polenta in a boiling pot. The female nuns who watched the excitement were crazily holding their heads, shouting, screaming, and running in all directions with their short bodies. Some hid behind the Buddha statue in the main hall, some hid under the god case in the side hall, and more ran outside the temple gate in a panic.

The female killer saw that she missed one shot, and hurriedly fired two more shots, but she had lost the best time, and both shots only hit the blue brick ground. Zhang Zhendong glanced at Ye Feng in surprise, nodded at him gratefully, and then quickly protected Meng Haitao and hid behind the two-foot-high flower bed.

Meng Yaoxin, who was hidden under the offering table in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, was very happy, first after seeing Ye Feng defeat Uncle Zhang with one move, and then when he saw Uncle Zhang's solemn face, he felt that the situation was wrong. Following Uncle Zhang's gaze, he was surprised to find that there was an unfamiliar face in the group of nuns, holding a gun in his hand.

The target of that gun was none other than the father who doted on her, loved him, cared for her, and married her to a wealthy lame young master. There was a panic in my heart, and too much was still expectation. How she wished it was a joke played by God to their father and daughter, and even more so that the gun in the woman's hand was not real.

What's more, she hopes that the target of the gun is not her father, even if it is aimed at her, it will not be so uncomfortable! Tears rolled down his cheeks, blurred his vision, and then a gunshot rang out.

Meng Yao's heart was shocked, and she hurriedly waved her sleeves to wipe the tears from her eyes, and when she turned her gaze to the man she loved and hated again, she found that she had lost his figure.

There is no blood, no blood on the ground! Meng Yao's heart moved, as if she had thought of something. Maybe the female killer's marksmanship was not accurate, or maybe Uncle Zhang moved his father to a safe place in time. But in any case, he is safe and sound now, which is what she expected.

Zhang Zhendong looked at Meng Haitao beside him and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Meng Haitao wanted to raise his head, but he was pressed down by Zhang Zhendong again, so he no longer insisted, but muttered with a worried face: "I don't know if Yaoyao was brought back by Scar, if she is still in this temple..."

Zhang Zhendong bent his waist to look at the surrounding situation, and then made a long series of gestures to Meng Haitao. It probably means that he is going to jump out to attract the killer, and then let Meng Haitao escape to a safe place according to the situation, and then call Scar and ask those bodyguards to come and support.

Seeing that Meng Haitao understood what he meant, Zhang Zhendong took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and then used the screen as a small mirror and slowly stretched out from the flowers that were growing well.

When he saw the situation reflected in the screen of his mobile phone, he couldn't help but secretly exclaim bad luck, and then looked at the man next to him with a sympathetic expression. When he was thinking about how to tell Meng Haitao the bad news, a woman's voice came from the side door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

said in a Chinese language that was not fluent: "Meng Haitao, if you don't want to lose your baby daughter, get out of here quickly." You know, our target is you, and as long as you're dead, I can guarantee that your daughter will be safe. ”

Hearing these words, Meng Haitao's little heart twitched, and he turned back blankly, wanting to understand the truth of the matter from Zhang Zhendong. Seeing him shaking his head at himself helplessly, he understood that the female killer must have controlled Meng Yao, used her as a hostage, and then threatened himself to comply.

Now that he knew that his baby daughter was captured by gangsters, Meng Haitao couldn't care about his own safety anymore, and when he was about to stand up, he heard another voice and said: "Hey, I said, this is a pure place for Buddhism, how can you use a knife and a gun casually?" Is there anything you can't sit down and talk about? Do you have to kill someone? ”

The female killer glanced at Ye Feng as if she was looking at an idiot, and did not answer his words, but turned her gaze to the courtyard again, and said threateningly: "I only counted three times, if you still refuse to stand up, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"One."

As soon as she shouted a number, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the rustic man had actually walked towards her. Hurriedly turned the muzzle of the gun to the man and said, "Stand back, if you dare to take another step forward, I will smash your head." ”

So, Ye Feng stopped very obediently, and then shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "Listen to what you mean, if I turn around and leave now, you will go around my life, right?" ”

The female killer's brows furrowed, and she said impatiently, "Get out of here, before I change my mind." I don't mind wasting one more bullet, if you don't leave. ”

"Okay." Ye Feng nodded knowingly, then turned around and walked towards the cobblestone path leading to the backyard. Seeing that some of the pebbles on the path had loosened and detached from the concrete-poured ground, I squatted down like a mountain cannon that had never seen the world, and picked up two to take a closer look.

Seeing Ye Feng's childish behavior, the female killer raised her eyebrows, thinking: It's a pity that this handsome kung fu body, I didn't expect it to be a brain-dead and mentally retarded child. Can such a person still pose a threat to her? The answer is yes, no.

So she aimed the muzzle of the gun at Meng Yao, whose body was trembling like chaff, her eyes swept sharply across every corner of the yard, and she shouted: "Two." ”

Meng Haitao knew that there was no hope, so he no longer hesitated, patted the dust on his clothes, and then resolutely stood up and said loudly: "Let go of my daughter, I'll go with you." ”

"Very good, thank you Boss Dream for being so cooperative." The corner of the female killer's mouth showed a smug smile, and then turned the muzzle of the gun to Meng Haitao's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Her mission is to kill people, isn't it easier to capture them alive than to capture them alive?

"Don't!" Meng Yao saw that the female killer pulled the trigger on her father again, and her heart suddenly emptied. She saw Meng Haitao's face with a relieved smile, as if she was relieved, and as if she was saying goodbye to herself, so she couldn't care about the danger anymore, pushed away the female killer who was still holding her neck, and ran towards Meng Haitao behind the flower bed.

When she ran to Meng Haitao with a panicked face, she found that her father had not been shot, let alone injured and bleeding, and her heart couldn't help but be full of doubts. She clearly saw the female killer pointing the gun at her father's just now, and heard the gunshot, how could she not be hit?

Could it be that the female killer's marksmanship is terrible and missed? Probably not, how can a person who can be elected a killer have such a rotten marksmanship? Could it be that the female killer was sent by her father? Did you play a double reed with him and coax yourself to go back and marry that lame boy?

It's not possible, it's ridiculous. Meng Yao, who was puzzled, had to look back and find the answer to her question. saw Ye Feng staring at the female killer with a smile on her face, the gun in her hand didn't know when it had fallen to the ground, and the arm holding the gun seemed to be seriously injured.

The female killer stared at Ye Feng who was slowly walking towards her with an incredible expression, her willow eyebrows were upside down, her face was slightly angry, but too much was shocked. She knew that the unattractive boy in front of her knew some kung fu and had good skills. But she never imagined that he would be so strong that he could knock out the weapon in her hand with a pebble from so far away.

Moreover, she could feel that the bones in her arm should have been broken. Otherwise, how could it be distorted into that angle? She had to hold her injured arm with another good hand, and then glared at Ye Feng fiercely, seeing that he didn't mean to kill people, she flashed into the main hall, wanting to escape through the back door.

"Uncle Zhang, catch her, don't let her escape." Meng Haitao pinched Meng Yao's little face dotingly, then protected her behind him, and said to Zhang Zhendong, who was about to jump out.

"Okay." Zhang Zhendong agreed, then nodded at Meng Haitao, and while dialing Scar's number, he rushed towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The killer without weapons was like a toothless tiger to Zhang Zhendong, not to mention that the tiger was seriously injured. Taking advantage of his illness, he wanted his life, cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze was born.

When he passed in front of Ye Feng, he smiled and nodded, and said, "Thank you." ”

Ye Feng also pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "You're welcome, take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, this is what I should do." He knew that these people were ruthless and did everything he could, so he said, "Can I trouble you with something?" ”

"What?" Zhang Zhendong's eyebrows raised, and his footsteps were a little stagnant, but he still opened his mouth to ask. He couldn't be trying to let the female killer go, was he? Compassion can be had, but it can't be abused, right?

"If you want to kill her, please don't do anything in the temple." Ye Feng said with a serious face: "This is the pure place of Buddhism,...

Before Ye Feng's words were finished, Zhang Zhendong had already dodged into the Daxiong Treasure Hall. "It's illegal to kill someone, and if I catch her, I'll hand her over to the police station." Zhang Zhendong's voice came from the quiet hall, hearty and rich, like the morning bell in the temple.

Ye Feng smiled knowingly, thinking to himself, once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Unexpectedly, the person who had a heart for himself turned out to be such an old man.