Jiang Haifeng stood on the top step of the stairs, and the man in the black suit who rushed to the front stood in the middle of the stairs that could not go up or down.

With Jiang Haifeng's fierce roar and the pistol he pointed at the first man in a black suit, dozens of men in black suits immediately stopped their actions on the spot.

But!

That is, when Jiang Haifeng's gun came down, on the stairs, more than thirty men in black suits on the first floor of the basement also took out their pistols at the same time.

In a flash.

More than 30 pistols of various models were pointed at Jiang Haifeng.

The sudden situation in front of "......" was too terrifying, Jiang Haifeng looked at the muzzle of the gun that pointed the black hole hole at him, and his eyes widened in shock.

Why do all these people have guns!

It took so much effort for him to get a real gun back.

Who are these thugs?

How could it be that even his subordinates were equipped with a pistol as standard!

Jiang Haifeng's mood turned a thousand times, he must have provoked a big man who should not be provoked.

But who is the person behind this?

The first person he thought of was canonization.

However, the canonization is just a businessman, and it stands to reason that there cannot be such a big force.

More than thirty cold muzzles were aimed at Jiang Haifeng, except for the big men who were thrown downstairs, the four big men who were still above the stairs suddenly had weak legs and almost fell down by themselves.

Two groups of men and horses are fighting, and their small numbers are not advantageous in the first place.

Right now, the enemy has a pistol in his hand, and they don't even have an iron rod in their hands, how can this battle be fought?

The man in the black suit who was pointed at the head by Jiang Haifeng, his name was Ma Feng, and he was the only one who did not raise his pistol towards Jiang Haifeng.

The sun was shining brightly outside the factory, but inside the abandoned factory, there was a dead silence at this time.

Looking at the pistol pointed at his head, Ma Feng walked up step by step without fear.

When passing by the burly man, based on a large group of men in black suits holding pistols at the bottom, the four big men got out of the way left and right.

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