Shu Yumo stopped her red Volkswagen CC, took the documents, and walked quickly into the Baichuan Business Hotel.

She walked from the hotel lobby to the auction venue on the third floor, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she couldn't see Liu Xueran's figure.

It's not just Liu Xueran.

Liu Hongyi, Yun Bo, and Chu Feng were not present.

“... Haven't you arrived yet? ”

Shu Yumo's thin brows furrowed, his face full of doubts.

Suburb.

Half an hour ago.

Chu Feng was alone, stepping down on the white Bentley!

Leaving with the roar of the white Bentley, a familiar Maserati Geberit slowly drove from far and near.

The doors of the five closed black deck Passat cars opened at this moment.

Twenty men in black got out of the car!

They were wearing black hoods, their bodies were strong, and their eyes looked directly at Chu Feng, reflecting the cold chill!

Like seeing a dead man.

The killing intent is awe-inspiring!

Zhao Xiang and Claire walked out of the Maserati.

"Chu Feng, meet again."

He smiled and spoke, smug in his eyes.

This moment.

Chu Feng standing in front of him was like fish meat.

And he, Zhao Xiang, is a sword warrior!

What if Chu Feng has Liu Xueran to protect him?

What if Chu Feng has An Yongming's support!

In the end, it was not up to him Zhao Xiang to slaughter!

More than twenty cold gazes stared.

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth pulled out a faint arc.

He asked Zhao Xiang, "Aren't you afraid that I will report you?" ”

"Whistleblowing?"

Zhao Xiang's smile turned cold and he shook his head slowly.

"Chu Feng."

"Do you know why I dared to show up in person?"

"Because the dead never reveal secrets."

His voice fell, and his arm raised.

A pistol that is completely black, and then revealed!

With the muzzle of cold and death, it was pointed directly at Chu Feng!

Chu Feng frowned slightly.

The gun in Zhao Xiang's hand is from Israel.

This kind of gun is extremely rare in China, and it has once shown its prestige on the battlefield in the Middle East, and its lethality is extremely great.

"Your life depends on this finger of mine."

Zhao Xiang jokingly spoke, his finger tapping the trigger.

As long as he pressed a little harder.

A bullet will come out.

It can easily penetrate Chu Feng's head, heart, lung lobes... And take away Chu Feng's fragile life!

"But don't worry."

"I'm not going to let you die that simple."

Zhao Xiang's words sank, and he suddenly spoke!

"Claire!"

Claire, with unkempt blonde hair, stepped out.

He stared at Chu Feng deadly!

In the blue eyes, there is a strong anger and murderous intention!

Because of this Chinese man who was like a waste in his eyes, he was locked up in the detention center for seven days!

For Claire, it's a shame!

Who is he?

A top-level mercenary who has come down from the battlefields of the Middle East!

is even more famous abroad!

How can a third-rate waste in China be provoked!

Claire twisted her neck and forced Chu Feng.

With every step he took, there was a crackling sound of muscles and bones, which made people's hairs rise and their scalps tingle!

"Chu Feng, you should be happy."

"I'm glad that before you die, you can still feel how big a gap there is between yourself and the top mercenaries abroad."

"Claire's strength, you can't imagine it!"

Zhao Xiang pointed his gun at Chu Feng and said with a sneer.

He seemed to see the picture of Chu Feng wailing in pain.

But Chu Feng just smiled faintly.

"He's no match for me."

The flat tone without any waves sounded clearly!

Claire's footsteps were stunned, and her face was as black as ink!

"You will pay for your hubris!"

His Adam's apple rolls and makes a suppressed angry sound!

Immediately after, Claire's figure exploded!

In the end, it is a mercenary from the battlefields of the Middle East.

At this moment, Claire, almost every muscle in her body was agitated with the grave, bursting out with terrifying power!

Even those strong men in black couldn't help but palpitate when they saw this scene.

It's just terrifying!

Zhao Xiang looked at Chu Feng contemptuously and shook his head with a sneer.

"Chu Feng, Chu Feng... Your confidence is as strong as ever. ”

"But now, who can save you?"

"The Liu family? Settle down? ”

"What are you without them?"

"What qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of me!"

accompanied by Zhao Xiang's cold ridicule.

Claire smashes it with a punch!

His waist was twisted, his heavy arms were raised high, and the terrifying explosive power burst out in the thick muscles and bones!

It actually brought up the fist wind!

More than this punch.

With the fist attacking, his leg muscles were raised, and he gathered all his strength, and followed the split!

Legs are like long whips, tearing the air!

Even if it was just a punch and a kick, it was enough to smash all of Chu Feng's ribs and hip bones under him, leaving him crippled on the spot!

At the last moment when the attack was about to fall on Chu Feng.

He lifted his eyes!

Look Claire in the eye!

The latter's figure trembled suddenly, and cold sweat poured out instantly.

It was as if an endless fear swept over him, devouring him and drowning him!

What kind of eyes are that!

There is no vitality fluctuating, like a dead sea!

I don't know how many lives have been witnessed!

It was as if he had heard about it on the battlefield.

I've heard of the honorific name of "Death"!

I've heard of eyes as terrifying as this!

It's just that Claire at that time didn't believe it.

After all, on the battlefield, no matter how strong a person is, he can't resist the mercenary organization after all.

He just took it for a legend.

even carried the so-called murderous name on his own shoulder, and deceived many Chinese people who were abroad looking for bodyguards.

Claire never imagined that there would be a day.

He will confront this legendary being himself!

"As I said, you're no match for me."

Chu Feng said lightly.

It's also a punch!

"Bang!"

The fists were crossed, and there was a heavy muffled sound.

Zhao Xiang sneered.

With a weak Chinese body, go to fight Claire's tall and sturdy white body?

Chu Feng is just looking for death!

But the next moment.

"Click!"

The sound of crisp bones shattering sounded!

Claire's body retreated!

His face was pale, and his arms hung weakly!

Broken arm!

"No... Excellency! ”

Claire looked at Chu Feng with fear in her eyes.

He didn't doubt Chu Feng's identity at all.

Because there will be no second person in this world who has his purgatory-like eyes!

The sneer on Zhao Xiang's face suddenly stiffened.

His gaze gradually became hideous, staring at Claire!

Claire has a broken arm?

How is this possible!

What about Chu Feng?

Zhao Xiang's eyes widened.

He saw Chu Feng standing in place, unharmed!

"No, it can't be!"

Zhao Xiang's face was full of shock!

Not only him, but also the twenty strong men in black were also stunned and gasped!

A top Caucasian mercenary from the battlefields of the Middle East.

was punched by a third-rate bodyguard in China and lost his arm!

Chu Feng looked at Claire lightly.

Claire shuddered!

There is still a trace of the previous murderous intent and anger on his body.

He knows it well.

How terrible is this seemingly ordinary Chinese man in front of him!

Even if there were ten of them, he would kill them, but to no avail!

"Misunderstanding... It's all a misunderstanding..."

Claire opened her mouth with a trembling face, begging for mercy.

This scene deeply shocked everyone!

"Claire, what are you doing!"

Zhao Xiang looked at Claire in disbelief.

"Kill him, kill him!"

Claire turned around abruptly and shook her head frantically at Zhao Xiang.

"No, boss, we can't kill him, we can't kill him..."

Who can kill him?

There were more than twenty people present, who could kill this Chu Feng!

No one!

Claire knows all too well.

“... That's enough! Zhao Xiang looked hideous, raised his pistol, and directly opened the gun on the safe.

"I'll kill him!"

He pulls the trigger!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The high-pitched gunfire resounded throughout the construction site!

Blood splattered!

A man in a black suit, falling hard!

It's just that this man is not Chu Feng.

It's Claire!

Zhao Xiang's face turned pale.

He didn't even know what had just happened.

The muzzle of his gun was obviously aimed at Chu Feng, and he obviously avoided Claire!

But the next moment, Claire seemed to be forcibly pulled over by something, blocking in front of Chu Feng!

The fatal two shots were blocked by him like this!

Chu Feng stood behind Claire, unscathed.

He pushed Claire away and looked directly at Zhao Xiang with both eyes.

Just like that night at Grand French Restaurant!

Zhao Xiang's breathing was stagnant, and his body trembled.

"How many years..."

"There aren't many living people left who dare to raise a gun at me."

Chu Feng slowly spoke, a cold smile rising at the corner of his mouth.

"I have a gun... Don't come here to die! Zhao Xiang's hand holding the gun trembled.

Chu Feng shook his head unhurriedly.

"I'm betting that your bullet won't hit me."

The voice fell.

He raised his footsteps, his body was like a ghost, with great fear, and swept towards Zhao Xiang!