Chapter Ninety-One: The Gift of Mystery
In the dead and silent hospital, the dim light shone on Zeng Xiaoman's face.
I have to say that his body is really very hard, even if he was punched by a man who was afraid of teenagers, he broke out of the window of a tall building.
But there was no major problem at all.
At this time, a pair of black and shiny leather shoes appeared in front of Zeng Xiaoman, and when the sky raised his head, he saw the handsome and handsome Bai Jiannan.
"Brother, are you alright?" Bai Jiannan glanced at the broken windows on the third floor and the shards of glass all over the floor.
Zeng Xiaoman didn't answer, but stood up suddenly, his eyes looking straight at the dark hall.
I only heard the sound of footsteps walking out slowly, as if the devil was calling.
Bai Jiannan frowned, and vaguely he felt a terrifying aura.
I only saw a man wearing a black trench coat with a tall figure of only 1.9 meters.
At this time, he was wearing a black hat, which covered most of his face, except for the straight bridge of his nose, the corners of his lips, and the slashed chin.
His smile is very similar to Zhang Zifeng, but it is not quite like it when you look closely.
And with his appearance, Bai Jiannan's face changed.
A suppressive force like Mount Tai made this Chinese god of war unable to move.
Bai Jiannan was the only one whose eyes could move, and he glanced at the man passing by himself until he disappeared into the night.
Suddenly, the suppressive force completely disappeared, and Bai Jiannan broke out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but breathe hard.
"Uncle, how could this guy be here," Bai Jiannan said with palpitations.
Raising his head and looking at the third floor again, Bai Jiannan suddenly smiled bitterly.
I saw Zhang Zifeng holding the black box in his hand, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and showing an intriguing smile.
It turned out that Zhang Zifeng saw his embarrassing appearance in the whole process? Bai Jiannan smiled bitterly.
Looking in the direction where the man disappeared, Bai Jiannan frowned, maybe if it wasn't for Zhang Zifeng watching from the third floor just now, he was afraid that he would be ......
Retracting his fear, Bai Jiannan walked into the hospital.
The black box was on the table, Bai Jiannan sat on the edge of the bed, and said, "He came all the way to send this?" ”
"This thing is precious," Zhang Zifeng said with a ruffian.
"What the hell is that guy doing?"
You must know that he rarely shows up, and this time he appeared just to give Zhang Zifeng this black box?
So Bai Jiannan was very curious about what he was sending.
"Want to see it?" Zhang Zifeng smiled.
Bai Jiannan nodded, "Of course I want to see it, it won't be a bomb, right?" After all, what can't that guy do? ”
"In the current situation, wherever he needs to use a bomb, move his fingers, I'm dead."
Saying that, Zhang Zifeng entered the password and opened the black box.
"Click!"
The black box slowly opened, only to see a faint blue light emitting from it with a cold mist.
"This ...... This is? Bai Jiannan's face changed, and he stood up incredibly.
The corners of Zhang Zifeng's mouth outlined a natural smile, and said, "It seems that my brother has done something unreasonable." ”
……
The man got into a black Buick, and there was a cute and beautiful girl beside him at this time.
Her eyes are large, and her whole person looks a little lively.
"Did you give it to him?" The woman smiled as she hugged the man's arm.
"Yes," the man said lightly.
"How's that, how's that, does he like it?"
"I guess he likes it a lot," the man replied.
The whole process was just a question from the girl, and the man patiently replied.
At this moment, I saw only a few sneaky cars driving up and stopped in front of the Buick.
In the lead car, I only saw that section of the Tiggo.
"Damn, since that old thing doesn't avenge my son, come on, see if I don't burn you to death," Duan Ruihu smiled sinisterly.
At this time, several subordinates behind him hesitated, and the oil barrel in his hand looked extremely frightened.
There are a lot of patients in this hospital, you Duan Tiggo is crazy, but everyone is not crazy.
Even if they usually do evil, they really can't do something like burning down the hospital.
"Go, burn Zhang Zifeng to death, a barrel of oil for 100,000 yuan," Duan Ruihu said.
"Boss, I'm ...... I can't do it, or let's listen to the ancestor and don't mess around. ”
"Huh?" Duan Ruihu's expression froze.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, a slap Duan Tiggo hit the person in the face, and suddenly the person slammed into the Buick that had not been started and looked extremely mysterious.
Seeing this, the girl blinked and raised her head to see the man's face.
I saw that the man also glanced at the girl tacitly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile of contempt for life.
As soon as the girl saw this smile, she clapped her hands excitedly, "Okay, let me go and kill Brother Zifeng to destroy these wastes." ”
After saying that, the girl's jade hand slashed through her thigh, and two butterfly knives that came from unknown sources changed as fast as lightning in her hands.
And she had already walked down, looking at Duan Tiggo with a smile on her face.
Duan Ruihu's expression froze, he noticed the butterfly knife in the girl's hand, and sneered, "Little girl, what do you want to do?" ”
The eyes of the people around him were red when they saw the girl.
The girl has a tall figure and delicate facial features like a doll.
But it was such a harmless girl, but the butterfly knife in her hand was changing rapidly at this time.
"Come play, I haven't had enough of it in a long time, and my butterfly knives are dull," the girl said excitedly.
"Little girl, aren't you afraid of death," Duan Ruihu's subordinates laughed loudly, and a group of people walked towards the girl.
"Heh," inside the car, the man couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and muttered, "Zhang Zifeng, I didn't expect you to be so wasted to the point of being forced by these straw bales to this point, these people should be damned." ”
"Poof!"
A splash of blood splashed on the Buick's window, causing the man to frown.
"Girl, my car," the man said coldly.
"I'm sorry, sir," the girl stuck out her tongue, but because of a corpse at her feet that had been suddenly cut at her feet, no one would find her cute anymore.
Suddenly, everyone gasped in fright, as if they had been splashed with a basin of cold water, like waking up from a dream.
"Stand down," Duan Ruihu shouted.
Suddenly, all the Duan family members were so frightened that they retreated again and again.
"Little girl, you are so vicious, who sent you?"
The girl was playing with the butterfly knife quickly, she didn't answer, but walked quickly towards Duan Tiggo.
Seeing this, Duan Tiggo's face sank, "Since this is the case, I can't keep you." ”
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Duan Tiggo burst out on the spot like an iron rhinoceros, and smashed into the girl's head with a devastating punch.
Flipping, retracting, transforming, the butterfly knife still climbs at an alarming speed.
"Drink!"
Suddenly, Duan Tiggo stepped on his front foot, the gravel flew away, and a punch was already sent to the girl.
"Poof!"
The blood color bloomed like a rose, Duan Ruihu walked a few steps and stopped, his pupils condensed into a black spot, and he covered his throat with a painful face.
"Okay, so fast," Duan Ruihu clutched his throat in horror and knelt on the ground with a pop, hot blood spurting out of his throat.
"Just a waste like you, do you really think that you killed Brother Zhang Zifeng, let me tell you, he is a man you can't afford to provoke in your life," the girl grinned.
She killed two people in a row, but she didn't blink her eyes, but thought it was a very normal thing.
There is actually no difference between her killing a cute puppy and killing a Duan Tiggo.
For young girls, they are all showing up for their "art".
"The master was killed," the people behind him retreated in fear, so frightened that they turned around and ran away.
The girl looked at the man in the back seat of the Buick, meaning to wait for his new order.
The man's magnetic and majestic voice came out, "You have a good time today. ”
"Good," the girl clapped her hands and rushed into the crowd, and in the middle of the night, a heart-rending scream came from the hospital.
The frightened Duan Tighu raised his head and looked at Buick, he was very desperate to see who the people in the car were.
The car window slowly rolled down, and the man finally showed his face in Huaxia first.
Duan Tighu's pupils suddenly dilated, his face was shocked, and his mouth made a gurgling sound, but unfortunately he couldn't speak anymore.
Only the blood-stained fingers of his right hand used all his strength to write three words.
"Zhang Zifeng,"