"Oh?" Hong Feifan looked at him questioningly.

"We are the ones who have followed Ludo for many years. The European and American man with long hair said.

Hong Feifan's eyes lit up and said, "Very good!"

The long-haired European and American man's face showed a look of bewilderment. He didn't understand what Hong Feifan meant by "very good".

Hong Feifan put away his cold killing intent and inserted the soft sword into the scabbard that looked like an ordinary belt on his waist.

He glanced at the European and American man with long hair, and said unhurriedly, "You don't have to die. ”

The European and American man with long hair was stunned for a moment and said, "You...... You're really not going to kill me?"

"Do you want me to kill you?" Hong Feifan sneered.

"No, no. The European and American man with long hair said hurriedly.

After a slight pause, he couldn't help but ask, "You...... Why don't you kill me?"

"I don't want to kill you, I don't want to kill you, there's no reason. Hong Feifan said lightly.

The corners of the European and American man with long hair moved, but he didn't know what to say.

"You can tell me, you...... Who the hell are you?" When Hong Feifan turned around and was about to leave, the European and American man with long hair couldn't help but say again.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better not know who I am. Hong Feifan said without looking back.

The European and American man with long hair suddenly didn't dare to ask.

He glanced at Hong Feifan's back, and then struggled to sit on the ground in pain and difficulty, looking at the slain partner in front of him with blank eyes, with mixed feelings and all kinds of tastes.

He sighed and looked in the direction of the door. Hong Feifan, who is it? Why are you so skilled? The people here have completely failed, do the people outside still have a chance?

At the same time, Hong Feifan walked out of the door of the creative office, and a gust of autumn night breeze blew, making people feel a little chill.

Hong Feifan's eyes and ears listened to all directions, and he did not relax his vigilance in the slightest.

It was dark and there was silence all around.

Since the Lu family and his son want to kill him, are there only a few people inside?

Hong Feifan faintly felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him not far away.

Suddenly, he felt a strong killing intent hitting the roof of an old factory building with a red brick façade fifty or sixty meters away from him.

This feeling did not come out of nowhere, but was an instinct for him to be in danger. People who have been on the real battlefield for a long time will more or less have such an instinct, but Hong Feifan's is more intense.

"Bang!"

A shot from a sniper rifle broke the silence.

At the same time, a bullet pierced the night sky and fired at Hong Feifan.

Hong Feifan suddenly fell to the ground.

......

Long Zhuoyao was nibbling on a loaf of bread, her eyes suddenly opened, she stopped talking, turned her head, looked at a man and a woman sitting in the back seat, and said with a serious expression: "Did you hear that?"

"Gunshots?" a man and a woman sitting in the back seat responded.

"Yes, it's the sound of a sniper rifle. Long Zhuoyao frowned and said.

"Sniper rifles?" said a man and a woman sitting in the back seat with a frown, one after another.

"The gunshots came from inside the creative park, I don't know if it was with Hong Feifan. Let's go and see what's going on. ”

Long Zhuoyao said.

"Do we need to call for support?" asked the woman sitting in the back seat.

"No, let's figure out what's going on. ”

Long Zhuoyao said, turned around, pushed the door and got out of the car. She threw half of the bread left in her hand on the ground, pulled out her pistol, and hurried towards the 8102 Creative Park.

A man and a woman sitting in the back seat hurriedly got out of the car, also drew their pistols, and followed closely behind.

"You two went in through the walls on both sides, and I went in through the doorway. When she was about to arrive at the 8102 Creative Park, Long Zhuoyao said to a man and a woman behind her in a low voice.

"Yes!" the man and woman whispered.

"Stay safe!" Long Zhuoyao added.

"Okay. The man replied.

The woman nodded and said, "Team leader, you should be careful." ”

Long Zhuoyao said "um", and then moved to the entrance of 8102 Creative Park.

She first hid next to the doorway, poked her head out to observe, and after making sure that there was no one in the doorway, she swept out and rushed to the side of a flower bed that had just been built.

She crouched down, used the flower bed as a shelter, and after observing it, ran behind the trees on the other side.

At the same time, the man and the woman separated from each other, climbed up the fence, and carefully observed the situation inside before jumping down quickly.

As soon as their feet reached the ground, they immediately bent one knee on one foot, half-squatted down, raised their guns with both hands, and after observing the pass, they moved forward cautiously.

The three of them moved separately and on three sides, cautious and vigilant along the way, until they were not far from the house of the creative office where Lugo and Hong Feifan met, and they did not notice anything unusual or encounter anyone else.

The three of them converged and continued to move forward cautiously, and soon saw Hong Feifan standing outside the house in the creative office.

They breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

They saw a man lying on the ground next to him, a man in a black cloak, and a sniper rifle in the hand of the man in the black cloak.

It turned out that the sniper who was ambushed on the roof of an old factory building with a red brick façade fifty or sixty meters away from Hong Feifan pulled the trigger and saw Hong Feifan fall, thinking that the bullet had hit Hong Feifan's vital point.

He slid down an iron-framed staircase next to the roof, landed on his feet, and immediately ran towards Hong Feifan.

When he was more than ten meters away from Hong Feifan, he slowed down, held the gun in both hands, and moved forward cautiously.

He slowly approached Hong Feifan, and pointed his gun at Hong Feifan, who was lying on the ground.

After coming to Hong Feifan's side, he kicked Hong Feifan with his left foot to confirm whether Hong Feifan was dead.

When he confirmed that Hong Feifan did not move, he let down his guard. He squatted down, held the gun in his right hand, put the butt on the ground, and stretched out his left hand to turn Hong Feifan over, wanting to see where the bullet hit Hong Feifan.

Just when his left hand touched Hong Feifan's left shoulder, Hong Feifan suddenly moved, and it moved very fast, as fast as lightning.

Before the sniper could react, his neck was clasped by Hong Feifan's right hand.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking came from the sniper's neck.

The sniper didn't even have a chance to scream in pain, and his neck had been torn off by Hong Feifan. His eyes were wide open, bulging out of his eyes, and his face was incredulous.

Until he died, he couldn't understand why Hong Feifan was not hit by a bullet? He clearly saw Hong Feifan falling.

What the sniper didn't know was that Hong Feifan deliberately fell down at the same time he pulled the trigger. The bullet whistled through Hong Feifan's hair.