"Quicksand Organization, how can your Tianshan faction have a conflict with them?"

In the villa area of Fujiayuan, Zhang Zifeng was holding Xue Ping's mobile phone, and was talking to the legendary generation of "Heavenly Master" at this time.

On the phone, the old heavenly master smiled and said, "My Tianshan Great Sect is the right way, and it is my responsibility to support justice, little doll, you are a disciple of Longhu Qingshan, speaking of which, you and I are considered colleagues, and I don't worry about handing over Xue Ping to you, right?" ”

"Yes, Niubi, you and I have never met, don't get close to me, that quicksand organization is very tricky, I won't participate in this, you want to fight or kill casually, don't bother me, okay, that's it, hang up."

Without giving the old heavenly master a chance to speak, Zhang Zifeng hung up the phone directly and threw his hand to Xue Ping.

Xue Ping frowned when he saw this, and one of the Chongyang disciples behind him said angrily, "Mr. Zhang, you and I are the same branch and have the ability, why are you unwilling to help?" ”

"That's your business, and you misunderstood, I actually have nothing to do with Longhu Qingshan."

"Hmph, I really misjudged you."

"Second junior brother, don't say it," Xue Ping stopped, looked at Zhang Zifeng and said,

"Mr. Zhang, the quicksand organization has killed my Yanxia compatriots, I don't know how many martial artists have died in recent times, although we have no right to let Mr. Zhang help, but Xue Ping still wants to say more, if the old god of war is alive, he will definitely not be like you."

After saying that, Xue Ping turned around and left with his junior brothers.

Seeing Wei Xueyan who was soaking cereal in the kitchen here, she said coldly, "Do you really care?" ”

"Uncle, this little calf nose even played moral kidnapping for me," Zhang Zifeng muttered disdainfully.

Who is he Zhang Zifeng, this sentence has no effect on him at all.

But Zhang Zifeng didn't know that sometimes even if he didn't cause trouble, the trouble would automatically find him.

That night, the snow was falling, Zhang Zifeng and others nested on the sofa to watch a movie, but this rare melodious day was broken by a sudden gunshot.

"Bang!"

Only the sound of glass shattering was heard, and a tongue of fire rushed into the hall, and a grenade rolled down in front of everyone, causing an explosion.

Seeing this, the few black-clothed men hidden in the darkness sneered and said, "Kung Fu is also afraid of kitchen knives, so call it a day." ”

After that, a few people had to retreat quickly.

Suddenly, at this moment, several people in black suddenly stopped, and it turned out that at this moment, they only saw a young man blocking the way, looking at everyone expressionlessly.

"Playing high-tech with me, there's a kind," Zhang Zifeng walked out with a sneer on his face as he saw the explosion in the ruins.

"What, it's not dead," the man in black was surprised, "how is this possible." ”

"When your grandfather and I were playing with guns, you were still nursing in your mother's arms, the old rules, I ask you to answer, if you are not satisfied with the answer, you will bear the consequences."

"Hmph, what are you," a man in black pulled out his rifle and tried to fire another grenade.

But suddenly, at this moment, I only heard the sound of "brushing" and exploding in the air.

The young man approached like a ghost, and pressed the head of the man in black with one hand at an astonishing speed.

Only to hear a thud, the man in black's head slammed into the floor so hard that he almost fainted from the pain.

Seeing this, the companions around him wanted to draw their guns, but it was too late, and when the young man was close, the end was already doomed.

Punches, hooks, elbow strikes, and more than the fighting and killing skills, without any bells and whistles, what is important is a lethal move, fast and accurate.

Seeing a few people curled up on the ground, Zhang Zifeng said with a smile on his face, "Does this service make you honest?" ”

"Hmph, we're professionals, you don't want to get what you want to know," one of the men in black said as if he were going home.

I only saw him use his jaw hard, and the young man on the side snorted coldly, he already knew this routine.

"Bang!"

kicked out, only to hear a click, and the jaw of the man in black was forced to make the young man easily kick and dislocate.

The young man opened the mouth of the man in black and said coldly, "His teeth are poisonous, and he wants to commit suicide." ”

Professional, the professional you want to be.

There is no doubt that the young man can become Zhang Zifeng's personal guard, and he is outstanding in both combat ability and reconnaissance ability.

The other men in black were frightened into a cold sweat when they saw this.

Zhang Zifeng said with a smile on his face, "You can commit suicide, I won't stop you, I'll only keep one." ”

Hearing this, the people in black naturally did not commit suicide, so they could only look at Zhang Zifeng with a fearful face.

"Let me guess," Zhang Zifeng walked over with a smile on his face, "and when you say the answer I want to know, I'll guess your identity." ”

Zhang Zifeng said leisurely, "I guess you don't have a nameplate around your neck?" ”

The black-clothed people were stunned, they couldn't help but look at themselves, their whole bodies were wrapped very tightly.

"So what?"

"Then I'll guess again, the nameplate represents the rank of mercenaries, and there are five levels in the mercenary ranking, from high to low, they are S, A, B, C, D."

"How do you know so much, do you too?"

Without answering, Zhang Zifeng continued, "Since you came to assassinate but don't know who I am, let me guess again, eighty percent of you guys are cannon fodder, which means that your nameplate level is the highest level of D2, right?" ”

There are three stages of comprehension at the five levels of mercenary world, which are 123, 1 is the lowest, and 3 is the highest combat power of that level.

Hearing that Zhang Zifeng had analyzed it so carefully and clearly, several people were moved.

Zhang Zifeng said, "Then I don't understand, what is the meaning of your sacrifice, do you think that as a mercenary with a mere D nameplate, the assassination mission has failed, and your owner will make you feel better?" ”

I have to say that Zhang Zifeng's psychological tactics are very wide-ranging, and under the continuous psychological defense line attack in the future, the people in black have completely collapsed.

They directly ripped off their hoods, looked at Zhang Zifeng with a look of resentment, and said, "Your analysis is not wrong, we are indeed just a mere D nameplate mercenary, except for me as a D3 combat power, there is no higher here." ”

"I can see it," Zhang Zifeng said lightly.

"But there's a question you didn't think of," the man smiled suddenly.

"What's the problem?"

"We're here, the owner really doesn't expect to kill you, we only have one mission, do you want to know, come and I'll tell you?"

"I'll see what tricks you're playing," Zhang Zifeng walked over slowly.

Who knew that suddenly the man sneered, "That's to die with you!" ”

Suddenly, the man took off his clothes, only to see that he was strapped to the remote control monitoring "mercury" time bomb.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the high-frequency sound of the mercury time bomb.

"Boom!"

In the next second, there was a loud explosion in the Fujiayuan villa area, and dust flew up from the sky.