Leng Feng took a deep breath and quietly took out the pistol pinned to his waist.

This gun was brought from somewhere when the Giant Snake Gang Tianlongtang was solved.

For a soldier king, any gun in his hand has a kind of intimate feeling. This pistol is a pure metric Beretta M92 pistol.

It is also the standard pistol in foreign teams. He was extremely familiar with the characteristics of this gun, 9mm caliber, fifteen bullet capacity, and now there were six bullets left in the magazine.

Because this bullet can't be used with Huaxia-made 64-style 7.62mm pistol bullets, Leng Feng is still thinking about when he will get some through the old ghost, of course, although there are only six bullets now, he is not worried at all.

For a soldier king, anything can become his weapon to kill, let alone a pistol, those firearms knowledge and shooting skills that have long been deeply imprinted in his mind have become his instinct, Leng Feng is sure that as long as that guy emerges, he can only become prey in his eyes.

Hold the handle tightly and open the safe.

Leng Feng held his breath and stared, leaning against the cement pillar like a stone statue, not moving. He knew that this was a contest of patience, and whoever couldn't hold his breath first would become the target of the other party.

However, there was still no sound. Time passes minute by minute,

His patience seemed to be starting to be worn out, for a soldier king, it was not patience that was lacking, but now the situation was already different, and his mind began to mess up.

Could it be that when the tiger is transferred away from the mountain, the other party takes the opportunity to attack Gu Xiaoran?

Thinking of where Gu Xiaoran was still in the room, although Gu Tianxiao had already made all the preparations, but those so-called security guards were just tricks in Leng Feng's opinion.

Thinking of this, Leng Feng couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and couldn't help but cautiously lean out from behind the pillar, ready to sneak towards the exit.

But just as he took the third step, Leng Feng suddenly froze, as if his body was frozen. On his chest, a striking red dot appeared.

Laser sights!

There was a click, a soft sound, and Leng Feng knew that the opponent's pistol hammer had been wrenched. Judging by the position of the sound, it is in the position of the left front.

This person's ambush was extremely cunning, whether Leng Feng wanted to escape in the direction of the exit or go around behind the cement pillar, he would give the other party enough time to fire a fatal shot!

Leng Feng took two or three seconds to judge, and then slowly lowered his arm. The blood on his body seemed to be burning, and his body was suppressed to the extreme, and if he exploded at speed, he might be able to dodge the opponent's shot.

However, it is obvious that the other party is a veteran and very cunning, and Leng Feng is not completely sure that he will be able to escape under his gun. He didn't want to take any chances.

At this angle, there happened to be a beam of street lights shining in through the bare window, shining on Leng Feng's face, so he couldn't see the other party's movements in the dark, and could only rely on his strong hearing to tell that he had walked out of the corner where he was hiding.

This guy is hiding at least a dozen meters away, no wonder I couldn't hear his breathing just now, it seems that he is not only very cunning, but also very cautious.

"Throw the gun down, raise your hand, back off. ”

An extremely hoarse, ugly voice came, Leng Feng hesitated, threw away the M92 in his hand, spread his hands and slowly retreated to the cement column. As he exited the streetlight, he squinted his eyes and saw that in front of him, an emaciated black figure slowly walked out.

"Hold your head and turn around. ”

This man spoke extremely simply, and very slowly and dullly, his voice was hoarse and revealing indescribable indifference, like a ghost crawling out of the ground, and he did not feel half angry.

Leng Feng climbed on the cement pillar with his head in his hands, and his heart calmed down. This guy hasn't shot yet, which means that he won't be killed right now.

He began to adjust his breathing, pushing his attention to the limit, and the cyclone under the seed of the Shouyuan tree in the dantian began to spin wildly, and there were bursts of heat in his chest, and every nerve in his body was tense!

Sand, sand.

The man walked slowly, but without hesitation.

Leng Feng heard him pick up the M92 on the ground, and then skillfully unloaded the magazine and threw it away. Then, the other party walked up behind him again and said coldly, "Legs, apart." ”

Body search?

A sneer appeared at the corner of Leng Feng's mouth, and he parted his legs slightly. After a few seconds of silence, the man stepped forward and reached under his armpit.

This is the opportunity! Leng Feng suddenly sank his shoulders, stretched out his feet and kicked on the cement column, and the whole person hit backwards like a cannonball out of the chamber.

Losing the advantage of distance, the threat of the pistol at close range was greatly reduced, and it was too late to pull the trigger. However, the person's reaction was surprisingly fast, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he flew back, but unfortunately no matter how fast he was, he couldn't compare to Leng Feng's speed at the moment, and the other party was hit on the shoulder and flew out upside down.

This guy is an experienced man, and when he landed, he rolled backwards, got down on one knee, and raised his pistol again.

It's just that at this moment, how could Leng Feng give him a second chance to shoot, the whole person turned into a remnant of the Dao, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of him, and the opponent's arm was just half raised, and he was kicked in the wrist. The pistol with the laser sight came out of his hand and rolled and flew away.

With the acceleration of Leng Feng's strength at this time, if this kick is kicked on the wrist of an ordinary person, it will be fractured at the lightest, and if it is heavier, this arm will almost be abolished. But this guy was extremely alert, and the moment he was kicked, he threw his arm outward, and unexpectedly unloaded most of his strength.

The opponent's pistol was not flustered, he supported the ground with one hand, kicked out in a chain with both legs, and kicked Leng Feng's ankle against the ground against the ground.

Without the threat of a pistol, Leng Feng was not afraid, he was the dignified number one soldier king, if there was no way to take the other party in this situation, wouldn't the title be a joke.

laughed and let the other party kick well, Leng Feng had no scruples, pulled out his fist and smashed it viciously.

The man didn't seem to dare to touch him, so he rolled twice in a row to avoid the punch, and then turned over and jumped up, his movements clean.

Just this dodge missed the lead, and was grabbed by Leng Feng, and his fists rained down. This is not the king of the eight fists like Fu Shi whispering, all of them are murderous moves, all the real means of the kamikaze soldier king, and every move is coordinated in the slightest, and it is impenetrable.

However, unexpectedly, the opponent in front of him is obviously also a practitioner, and his kung fu is excellent, and he also makes one or two moves from time to time between flashing and moving, especially his movements are fast and weird, drilling around like a tanuki, which is extremely difficult.