"Well, how's it going?"

Qin Feng was teaching little Ina to play rope flipping, and the two were having a lot of fun.

"It's all done!"

Zhang Zhiheng nodded and continued: "The news of our entering the city today has spread, and the news that we are wandering on the street today has also been revealed. ”

"Good!"

Qin Feng was very satisfied, nodded and said, "How is the Haitian Gang investigating?"

"The head snake has taken over the entire dock port!"

Zhang Zhiheng thought for a while, and said a little weakly: "Master, just rely on you and me, against the most powerful people here, isn't it a bit ~~ too much!"

"Go on!"

Qin Feng didn't care, but let him continue to talk about the information.

"The leader of the Haitian Gang is called Yuwen Xingxing, it is said that he relied on his blood and killed all the way up from the beginning!"

When Zhang Zhiheng saw it, Qin Feng didn't take it to heart, so he could only continue to tell what he inquired about.

"Yuwen Xingxing, this name is peeing enough!"

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and he smiled and said, "However, he is also a talent who kills the first place in Dock Port all the way." ”

"Yes, master!"

Zhang Zhiheng nodded and said: "This person is mercenary, it is said that for the sake of a spiritual mine, he will occupy the gang and slaughter everything, and the means are extremely cruel. ”

This made Qin Feng a little interested, raised his head slightly, and said softly: "It's a little interesting!"

"Master, will they really come?"

Zhang Zhiheng stood at the door, secretly looked out of the door, and whispered.

"I guess so!"

Qin Feng actually couldn't hold it back, because he didn't know the value of the spirit medium at all, what five hundred and fifty spirit medium meant.

If you want to say more, then the mercenary Yuwen Xingxing will definitely come. So if people don't like this thing at all, that's a different story!

How much of a psychic medium does an ordinary person have to be considered rich?

This is a problem, and it is also a question that Qin Feng must figure out. Otherwise, when you go out to buy things in the future, you will be completely a fat sheep and be slaughtered.

For example, this inn should be considered relatively good, and Qin Feng took half a month, plus three meals a day and various services, to spend a spirit medium.

Is this expensive or cheap? I don't know, because Qin Feng has no concept of the value of the spirit medium.

So how do you figure this out?

In fact, it's very simple, just go to the Haitian Gang and look at the inventory of their treasure trove.

In the dead of night, Qin Feng stood in front of the window, looking at the moon hanging high, concentrating.

"It's coming!"

In perception, Qin Feng suddenly saw four people, sneaking in his direction.

One martial honor, three martial kings.

The three teams spread out, getting closer and closer.

"Master, what should I do?"

Zhang Zhiheng directly took out the Desert Eagle, said softly to the door.

"Ina is sleeping, go out and fight!"

Qin Feng waved his hand, pointed to a few positions, and said softly, "Be quiet." ”

"Understood!"

Zhang Zhiheng nodded, and the whole person was like a cheetah, swishing out, hidden in the darkness.

During the process, there was not a single sound.

"Well, I didn't learn in vain!"

Qin Feng said that he was very satisfied with Zhang Zhiheng's ability.

Through perception, Qin Feng always paid attention to the battle situation.

Zhang Zhiheng shuttled through the streets like a ghost, as if he was elusive.

Quickly find the first target, the Warrior King.

The figure was imprinted in the darkness, and while the man was unprepared, a dodge came behind him, holding his head with both hands, and with a click, his neck broke, and he couldn't die anymore.

Then it disappeared into darkness again.

"Little Er, where are you?"

One of them hid in the back of the house, whispering to the man who had died earlier.

No one responded.

"Strange! Why don't you speak?

The man didn't suspect it, just complained in his mouth, and then approached the Hongfei Inn.

"Little Er, where are you?"

This person was a little anxious, after all, his team was the weakest, so they teamed up together.

When I heard that my teammates didn't reply, I always felt hairy in my heart.

As everyone knows, Zhang Zhiheng has quietly touched his back.

"If you don't talk again, I'll ~~"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the moonlight fell behind him, revealing half of Zhang Zhiheng's face, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

With the death of the two, Qin Feng stood in front of the window and nodded.

"Very good! My lesson was finally given to him in vain. ”

In fact, all of them participated in training such as covert operations, all in order to protect themselves and protect their knowledge.

But Zhang Zhiheng is different, the gun fighting technique itself has this kind of training, which can throw off several streets of Qin Fengjiao. Moreover, Qin Feng was still licking his blue face at the beginning, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother for a little practical training outline from the great god stick.

Zhang Zhiheng, who was taught by three people, had an immediate effect, and it was immediately different, it seemed that he couldn't beat anyone on the surface, but this kind of assassination secretly was not something that anyone could withstand.

At the very least, it is rare to meet an opponent in the same rank.

While Qin Feng was still nodding his head and complimenting, Zhang Zhiheng had already solved the third person, and now he was touching the last martial artist.

Zhang Zhiheng, who is now in the second stage of gun fighting, is equivalent to the current Martial King, and his overall strength is probably no less than that of ordinary Martial Zun, but it is also limited to ordinary Martial Zun.

The advantage of the leapfrog challenge is that between life and death, it is more possible to break through the existing stage, and if you are also a little careless, you can directly bury the three times.

Qin Feng still has to be prepared with both hands, once Zhang Zhiheng makes a mistake, he needs to be rescued immediately.

Zhang Zhiheng moved along the eaves at high speed, constantly changing positions on the roof, and using the shadows to keep advancing.

After a few jumps, I finally got to the last man's position.

"Wuzun!"

Zhang Zhiheng frowned, clenched the desert eagle in his hand, jumped out horizontally, landed on the ground, and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

The man didn't pay attention, still looking in the direction of the Hongfei Inn, and looked at the positions of the others from time to time, as if he was waiting for other people's signals.

"No, the time has passed. ”

The man looked in other directions, frowned, and shook his head secretly, thinking to himself: Oh no, I'm afraid they have been ambushed.

"Then there must be an ambush around me as well!"

Thinking of this, the whole person immediately tensed, and carefully shrunk in the corner, carefully observing the surrounding situation.

Motionless is Wang Ba, he is really motionless.

Zhang Zhiheng hid in the dark, did not worry, controlled his breathing, looked at him quietly, thinking about how to approach him.

Time passed little by little, and the two of them interpreted a sentence, I don't move if the enemy doesn't move.

Finally, the man couldn't stand it anymore, cold sweat drops drops, and the continuous tightness made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

It's not a strong sense of oppression, but it's always there.

"No, I have to leave. ”

After the man thought clearly, he slowly withdrew outside, keeping an eye on the movements around him.

The moment he turned his head, Zhang Zhiheng moved.

With a bang, the whole person instantly arrived behind the man, but before he could make a move, the man just turned his head.

"Finally got you!"

The man smiled at the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to punch it.

Zhang Zhiheng pushed forward with one hand, trying to block the attack, but the strength of that person was above him, and with a click, his left arm was directly broken, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"Hmph, I've advanced to Martial Arts for more than ten years, and I can still be attacked by your little doll?"

The man moved his arms, strolled towards Zhang Zhiheng, and said extremely arrogantly: "You don't inquire about me, how can the name of the No. 1 Martial Venerable in Wugang come for nothing?"

Zhang Zhiheng didn't speak, put the gun away, looked at the bones of his left arm that had been pierced out of the flesh and exposed to the air, took a few deep breaths, concentrated, and held his right hand directly on his left arm, and with a click, pressed the misplaced bones back.

Severe pain, pain to the bone marrow, painful Zhang Zhiheng grinned, his whole face was distorted, but there was no sound.

"You're very good! I admire you! Why don't you come to our Haitian Gang for development!"

The man looked at Zhang Zhiheng's movements, his pupils shrank, and he was also shocked in his heart, and said: "With your ruthlessness, I will ensure that you are like a fish in water in Haitian Gang, and you will be blessed and noble!"

Zhang Zhiheng stood up straight, his eyes were full of desire to fight, and he spat casually.

"Bah! garbage!"

"There's character, I like it!"

The man didn't laugh angrily, and said, "Be my deputy, and within half a year, I'll let you have everything." ”

What is the most important thing to mix in the dock port, especially in the Haitian Gang?

It's not money, it's not connections, it's not word of mouth, it's a word, it's ruthless.

As long as you are ruthless enough, anyone will be afraid of you, and no one will dare to mess with you, will there be less money and wealth, and status beauties?

This person admires Zhang Zhiheng very much, just because of this ruthless word.

Words are easy to write, but the meaning of words is not something that everyone can do.

He is so cruel to himself, let alone to others?

This is simply a talent, and it would be a pity to kill him.

"I'm the first person under the Haitian Gang Leader, Ilaji, I promise you what I promise, and I will do what I say. ”

Iraghi stretched his chest and promised, "I'll give you whatever you want." ”

Zhang Zhiheng directly answered his choice with actions, and the Desert Eagle fired three times in a row.

Bang bang three shots were fired, and the angle was extremely tricky, shooting towards Iraj's eyes and throat.

Iraj is not a stinky fish and shrimp, he still has the ability to reach forward, and a brown wall rises from the ground to block the bullets.

"You have to be clear, I'm giving you a chance!"

Iraj did not backhand, but persuaded bitterly.

Zhang Zhiheng's eyes were staring at him tightly, the desert eagle in his hand hung down on his legs, and he opened his mouth and said, "Take this move, you are qualified to talk to me!"

When Iraghi heard this, he thought that Zhang Zhiheng was going to agree, smiled slightly, and nodded in agreement.

"Shoot randomly. ”。

Zhang Zhiheng's cold and true qi instantly filled his body, holding the Desert Eagle in his hand, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes, the gunfire was like thunder, shooting continuously, da-da, and he didn't know how many bullets were shot out in an instant.

Since the second stage of advancement, Zhang Zhiheng basically does not use this skill.