The armed police on guard spotted Chen Hu who had absconded from the west end of the convention and exhibition center and immediately reported the situation to the command center. Several armed police soldiers surrounded Chen Hu in the center and covered Chen Hu walking along the street to the command center.

With a muffled sound, a sniper bullet whizzed and hit Chen Hu's head, which cracked like a watermelon, and blood sprayed wantonly in the air.

Chen Hu was unwilling to fall to the ground, and the sketch drawn by Ling Feng in his hand was quickly stained red with blood.

The scene was chaotic.

A man in a black combat uniform was lying on the roof of the convention and exhibition center, picking up a night vision binoculars and staring coldly at the chaos on the street, with a sneering expression on his face. This man is Liu Hong, the blocker of the vulture squad, and the combat uniform he wears has the function of absorbing light, lying in the darkness where the light is not reaching, almost blending into the darkness, and it is impossible to find his figure without looking closely. A sniper rifle was placed beside him, coated with reflective material, emitting a faint cold light.

Suddenly, Liu Hong had a sense of danger, a sense of crisis that is unique to people who have been on the verge of life and death for a long time. He rolled on the spot, curled up, gave up drawing his gun very decisively, turned around, held the tactical saber in his backhand, and looked coldly at the person in front of him.

& You! Liu Hong knows the person in front of him, this person is Ling Feng, the last time the vulture team and Guoan cooperated to arrest Chekov on the border between China and Tajikistan, although the two have never dealt with each other, they also know each other.

Ling Feng's purpose in coming to the roof of the building was originally to find jamming equipment, but when he went upstairs, he witnessed Chen Hu being killed by a sniper, and he quickly judged that the sniper was hiding on the rooftop.

Liu Hong knew that Ling Feng was quite skilled, so he struck first, brandishing a tactical saber and fitting, Ling Feng strode forward and slashed at Liu Hong's chest with one palm, and the two fought together. Liu Hong's attack was direct, his movements were swift, and the saber did not leave Ling Feng's chest and abdomen, but Ling Feng's attack was faster, and Liu Hong was completely suppressed after a few rounds.

Ling Feng's martial arts has entered the stage of easy tendons, faintly peeking into the realm of coveting gods, although it cannot be called a first-class master at this time, it is also extremely rare among ordinary people. Ling Feng had many adventures in the belly of Jiuzhaigou Mountain, his brain domain was developed, his intelligence was significantly improved, his perception was doubled, and what was even more rare was that he drank the essence blood of the dragon and comprehensively transformed his body, making his body far superior to ordinary people. Of course, Ling Feng still didn't know much about these, and he was ignorant.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Hong rolled on the spot to dodge Ling Feng's whip leg, flicked his right hand and flew out of the tactical saber, and then stretched his hand to his waist. Ling Feng sideways avoided the saber, strode forward, and kicked Liu Hong's wrist bone, and the hand he had just taken out was also kicked away. Liu Hong was extremely stiff, snorted, and felt a grenade with his other hand.

Ling Feng sneered and kicked Liu Hong in the chest.

Liu Hong's body was kicked into the air and flew half a meter, and then slid out more than ten meters against the ground, and hit the wall on the west side of the rooftop, blood from his mouth and nose overflowed, and his sternum was shattered.

Ling Feng sighed, originally he didn't have the intention of killing, but he didn't allow his subordinates to show mercy, so he had to make a heavy hand. He rolled his eyes to a half-human-tall electronic device in the center of the rooftop, the top of which was constantly rotating with two metal blades, and although he didn't recognize the electronic instrument in front of him, he thought it was probably the electronic jamming device he was looking for.

A man wrapped in a black tight-fitting leather combat uniform stood on the top floor of a tall building opposite the convention center, silently watching the fight on the roof of the convention center.

Ling Feng kicked and shattered the electronic jammer, and looked back at the other side casually.

The man on the other side was slender, wrapped in a leather combat suit, with a one-piece mask on his face, and his eyes flashed a faint red light from time to time, apparently some kind of night vision device. The tight-fitting combat uniform could not hide the bewitching figure at all, with plump breasts and fat buttocks, and a pair of straight long legs accounting for almost two-thirds of the proportion of the body, although he couldn't see the appearance clearly, Ling Feng clearly felt a different style.

Ling Feng smiled slightly, pushed open the door of the rooftop and went straight downstairs.

The person on the other side was taken aback. The place where she is at least three hundred meters away from the rooftop of the convention and exhibition center, tonight is a gloomy weather with no stars and moon, and she is standing in the shadow of the lights that can't be turned off, she can clearly see the night vision equipment on the roof of the convention and exhibition center with the help of the night vision equipment on the hood of the combat suit, according to common sense, Ling Feng is completely impossible to see her, but Ling Feng smiled as if it was right in front of her.

It's kind of interesting.

The black mask of the woman opposite rippled, as if she was still smiling, but Ling Feng's figure had already disappeared from the rooftop of the convention and exhibition center.

The woman ran forward quickly, and suddenly jumped forward, and a pair of pitch-black bats spread out behind the woman, drawing a wonderful arc in the air, carrying the woman to glide in the air. (To be continued......)