Leng Feng's face did not change, and after chuckling, he jumped to Zhuo Bufan's side, and easily snatched the gun in his hand.

"My gun" Zhuo Bufan didn't have time to react, but found that his gun had been disassembled into various parts like a building block in Leng Feng's hands.

Chen Ziang got out of the car and walked to Zhuo Bufan's side and patted him on the shoulder, "It's better for children not to play with guns."

"You're a kid!" Zhuo Bufan's angry punch hit Chen Ziang, but his arm was controlled by Chen Ziang halfway, Chen Ziang dragged his arm and turned his footsteps behind him, pressing down hard.

"Pain, pain, pain" Zhuo Bufan's upper body involuntarily leaned forward, forming a movement like a bow.

"Who are you? Let go of our young master" Lin Zhixiong, the factory representative beside Zhuo Bufan, scolded sharply, but Chen Ziang was still indifferent.

"If you don't let me go, I'll be able to do it again" Lin Zhixiong pulled out his pistol and was about to aim it at Chen Ziang, but was stopped by the security captain Lao He, "Don't be impulsive, don't you see that they are all Chinese?" ”

"Ziang, let him go" Leng Feng said with a smile, Chen Ziang let go of Zhuo Bufan's arm, but Zhuo Bufan felt that his arm was a little numb.

"We are sent by the country to save you" Leng Feng stood up straight and gave a military salute to everyone, this military salute represents not only him personally, but also Huaxia.

"Great! What about the others? Lin Zhixiong's face was overjoyed, what could be better than the joy of suddenly finding out that the country had not abandoned him when he was desperate?

"What others? It's just a few of us," Leng Feng replied calmly.

The smile on Lin Zhixiong's face instantly froze, he originally thought that it should be the country's armed forces that had entered the Philippines, but now it seems that he is thinking too much.

"What's the use of just a few of you?" Zhuo Bufan said disdainfully.

Chen Ziang's finger bones clicked, "It seems that you still haven't suffered enough", Zhuo Bufan's frightened instinct took a step back, but he realized that he was too cowardly, so he took another step forward with courage.

"Young master, if the country can send someone, it means that it has not abandoned us, at least it is better than the country of rice" Lao He went to Zhuo Bufan's side and said softly.

"Because it involves United Nations law, our country's armed forces cannot enter the territory of other countries at will, so there are only a few of us," Leng Feng explained, and Lao He nodded in understanding.

"Okay, then you guys come in first" Zhuo Bufan motioned to the workers to open the door entirely, and then removed the wire that connected the explosives.

Leng Feng returned to the jeep and drove the car into the factory, while Chen Ziang, Lu Jingshan and the little black girl entered the factory on foot.

Sure enough, just like in the plot, Zhuo Bufan often peeked at Lu Jingshan, obviously interesting to her, Chen Ziang didn't know why he felt very unhappy with this rich second generation, although in the plot of "Wolf Warrior 2", he was a man in the end and dared to confront the mercenaries head-on, and he also killed a small boss under his father.

The factory occupies a huge area, and in addition to the dozens of Chinese, most of the workers are local blacks, and it is also equipped with an armed security team headed by Lao He.

After Leng Feng parked the car, a huge figure in the crowd pounced over, it was a black woman of more than two hundred pounds, with a happy smile on her face.

Leng Feng smiled and gave her a friendly hug, the black woman who was none other than the mother of his godson.

"Leng Feng, I'm so happy to see you coming, where is my child now?"

"Don't worry, he's safe on the warship sent by Huaxia to rescue now," Leng Feng said with a smile.

"Great!" The black woman wept with joy.

Factory office.

Chen Ziang, Lu Jingshan and the little black girl sat on the sofa, and the hot tea poured on the coffee table.

"Well, these are my collections, cool," Zhuo Bufan said proudly, pointing to a few guns hanging on the wall.

"General" Chen Ziang took a sip of tea and said calmly, since he went to the warehouse full of weapons, he didn't have much of a cold to these guns now.

"Do you have any vision? These are the best goods in Philippines, with extremely high precision, especially this one, which is made by hand" Zhuo Bufan talked eloquently and wanted to continue to brag, but was interrupted by Chen Ziang.

"Have you ever killed someone with them?"

Zhuo Bufan suddenly choked, although he had collected and seen many famous guns, he had never killed a single person.

"What is the difference between a man holding a gun and not killing a person and burning a stick? Do you keep them to pop balloons for dolls? Chen Ziang said disdainfully.

The gun, its birth was destined to kill all his life, although he killed countless people, but he was not guilty of it.

The righteous, kill the wicked with a gun.

The weak, draw a gun to the weaker.

"You seem to have killed a lot of people," Zhuo Bufan said unconvinced, he felt that Chen Ziang seemed to be about the same age as him, and he didn't expect to say that to him at all.

"Oh, really?" Chen Ziang stood up, looking at Zhuo Bufan with cold eyes, and a monstrous murderous aura permeated the entire office.

Zhuo Bufan froze in place, he felt as if he was being stared at by a giant beast from the abyss, as if he would be killed mercilessly at any time as long as he moved, this feeling was like being in an ice cave, cold from head to toe.

Lu Jingshan looked at Chen Ziang on the side, and unconsciously was a little stupid, "Is this a man?" She asked herself.

After a short look at each other, Chen Ziang sat down on the sofa again, and the murderous aura on his body was gone, this murderous aura system formed by killing many living beings was not taken away, because this was an innate temperament, although it had no practical effect on combat.

Ordinary people can't control their murderous aura, just like a veteran, if he has killed dozens of people, then he will give people a very dangerous feeling, but he can't kill freely, because he hasn't killed enough people.

The reason why Chen Ziang was able to control the release of murderous qi and restraint at will was because he didn't know how many living beings he had killed in so many faces, which ordinary people could not achieve in a lifetime.

"Now, are you convinced?" Chen Ziang looked at this Zhuo Bufan, who thought he was a military fan, playfully, it was undeniable that this Zhuo Bufan was very obsessed with firearms, but he shouted in front of him, why should he give you face?

Zhuo Bufan felt embarrassed, touched his nose and prepared to leave, because it was too much of a slap in the face!

"Boy" Chen Ziang stopped him.

"Huh?"

"I've killed more people than you've ever touched a gun, don't pretend to be in front of me"

(End of chapter)