Wu Feng raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Listen, the people in the house, I am Wu Feng!" I'm here to help you get out! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! ”

"I don't want to talk to Feng Jingyao about anything! Go back! ”

In the office, suddenly there was a shot!

Syllable.

Hit at the feet of Wu Feng!

The crowd was in an uproar.

Who would have thought that this red would be so faceless? Wu Feng showed his identity, and he shot him?

If you change to an ordinary person, after eating this shot, you will immediately cry and cry your mother and flee back, after all, no matter how heavy Feng Jingyao's reward is, you must have your life to enjoy it.

But Wu Feng didn't.

He just stayed where he was, his eyes were calm, he looked behind the window, and said loudly: "This brother, if you continue to stalemate, it will be more and more unfavorable to you, you are such a smart person, you should know this." ”

Wu Feng is fighting wits and courage.

He knew that this was the key to solving the case.

I can't even get in the door, how can I save Feng Chengcheng?

As long as this red let him in the door, he is sure that he can rescue Feng Chengcheng.

Moreover, it is completely certain.

Wu Feng raised his hands high, and the little red behind the window was far away.

The indifferent eyes of the two clashed and collided in the air.

A little red didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't allow Wu Feng to take a step forward, and Wu Feng didn't do so.

"You, undress!"

A little red said indifferently: "Don't play tricks, just take it off there." ”

Wu Feng smiled and really began to take it off.

He took off his coat, suit, coat, shirt.

Little by little, there was nothing left.

At this time, it is already approaching the end of the year.

In the cold winter, the cold wind is like a knife.

Wu Feng didn't frown.

Feng Chengcheng was behind the window, staring at this man, meticulously and seriously undressing, and couldn't help but be moved.

Feng Chengcheng is a simple and kind girl, but she is not stupid.

On the contrary, she is very intelligent, with an ice heart and a jade pot, and she is exquisite.

She knows very well, what is Wu Feng for, and who is it for?

In the end, Wu Feng even took off his leather shoes and socks, and stood barefoot in the snow.

On his toned, sculptural body, there was only one trouser left.

Seeing that Wu Feng was speechless, and even took off his pants, Feng Chengcheng was so hot that he covered his face.

"That's it!"

A hint of surprise flashed in a little red's indifferent gaze.

Not everyone has this calmness and calmness, and can get out of it so completely under their own guns and in the cold wind.

Feng Jingyao's subordinates who were for money could not have done this.

A little red said coldly: "Who are you?" Get your name in! ”

This was the first time he had asked a question, but Wu Feng smiled slightly.

He was finally willing to face himself.

"I'm Wu Feng, strictly speaking, I'm not Feng Jingyao's person. I started my own company and ran my own movie theater. ”

Wu Feng said lightly.

A little red fell silent again, as if calculating.

Wu Feng felt that the muzzle of a little red never left his vital point.

Feng Jingyao's side, Uncle Xiang said intrinsically: "Master, 5 shots." ”

What kind of person is Feng Jingyao? As soon as the news moved, the Linglong organiser immediately nodded: "Hmm." 1 shot at me, 2 shots at the police, 1 shot at Chen Hanlin, 1 shot at Wu Feng, 5 shots. ”

"I gave him his gun."

Uncle Xiang said, "I have confirmed." ”

"Oh?"

"This gun, there are only 6 bullets. There's one bullet left in there! ”

Uncle Xiang's eyes flashed with a faint light: "Just shoot one more shot." Miss is safe. ”

"How do you know he's not loaded?"

Liu Minqi asked rhetorically.

"Because of the ammunition for this gun, I only gave him 6 rounds. And this gun is a pistol imported from the United States, a butterfly with folded wings! The caliber is very large, 12.7 mm, it is necessary to use a special 0.5 bullet, it is impossible to use universal bullets, and it is almost impossible to find supplementary ammunition in this part of Shanghai! ”

Uncle Xiang seems to be very thoughtful and thoughtful: "I arranged it so because after he killed Lao Chen, the police were not good at investigating the case." ”

"Butterfly? Merlin guns? ”

Liu Minkui gasped: "No wonder this gun is so powerful, I heard that the mafia of the United States likes this kind of gun very much." It is indeed impossible for Shanghai to get the special bullets of this gun. ”

"What do you mean?"

Feng Jingyao stared at Uncle Xiang.

Uncle Xiang said: "This last bullet, no matter who hits that little bit of red, as long as you don't hit Miss, Miss will definitely be saved!" I've prepared a few big saffrons, ready to rush in. ”

Feng Jingyao nodded.

He knew the skills of his subordinates, all of them were sharpshooters, as long as a little red ran out of bullets, they could rush in in the blink of an eye and kill this red.

When the time comes, it will be a hundred, and there will be no trouble. He, Feng Jingyao, can also see people's sympathy as a victim.

However, Uncle Xiang's words are beyond the meaning.

Lure a little red to fight Wu Feng?

Dead friends don't die poor?

A gloomy look flashed on Feng Jingyao's face.

"Master, as long as you make a little movement and provoke a little red, a little red will definitely be annoyed and angry, and kill Wu Feng. His last bullet is gone, and we're going to rush in and kill him!" ”

Uncle Xiang said insidiously.

Liu Minkui pinched a handful of sweat and glanced at the smiling old man Uncle Xiang.

Why are you so lacking in virtue?

With a bad stomach, no wonder you can sit firmly on Feng Jingyao's first confidant.

Feng Jingyao stared at the room and was silent for a long time.

In the house, Wu Feng was only wearing a pair of pants, but he was not cramped at all, as if he was in his own home, seeing an old friend, he sat down with a big grin, completely ignoring the powerful winged butterfly of a little red.

He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one himself, and threw it to a little red.

A little red didn't answer at all, his face was cold, there was no smile, and he stared at Wu Feng coldly.

Wu Feng shrugged, just lit it, and spit out a puff of smoke rings.

"Yo, that's a good shot. Those two policemen seem to be wearing body armor, but you still shot them down one by one. ”

Wu Feng said with a grin.

"Butterfly with folded wings, killer's favorite."

There was a hint of warmth in his eyes as he looked at the pistol: "It's a pity..."

"There are too few bullets, right?"

Wu Feng was blunt and didn't hide it at all.

A look of surprise flashed in his red eyes.

Wu Feng actually told him this?

Aren't you afraid that he will be vigilant?

"Haha"

Wu Feng grinned and said, "I'm afraid that there are fools out there who will beat you up for your crooked idea of running out of bullets." ”

"How do you know that I still have ambushing hands?"

A little red and a sharp look.

"It's very simple" Wu Feng spit out the smoke and said indifferently: "I am also a person who has been mixed up in Shanghai, and I have rolled in the sea of corpses and blood." I've only been here for a few days, and I've almost died a few times. And your brother, a little red, can be in the ghost gate of Shanghai Tang, spinning for 8 years, and still breathe. If you don't even have a spare weapon, you're going to see a hell of a thing. ”

A little red stared at Wu Feng, looked at it for a long time, and then kept silent, and the left hand under the table was placed on the table from his pocket!

Another pistol!

Feng Chengcheng's face was bitter.

Just now, it was two guns that resisted her!