Chapter 809: Highway Fighting, Serial Killer

"That's not right! The truck is coming for me!"

There were still three seconds left before the red light ended, and the truck directly crossed the red light and crashed towards Song Feng's location.

Song Feng's face changed abruptly, and he slammed the steering wheel to avoid the frontal impact of the truck.

The truck driver didn't seem to want to let go of Song Feng, Song Feng had just avoided the head-on impact, and the truck accelerated again and crashed again in the direction of Song Feng.

At some point, an off-road vehicle appeared in the rear and directly chased the rear of Song Feng's car.

The truck ahead is already close at hand.

didn't have time to think about it, Song Feng tore off the seat belt and slapped the door next to him with one hand.

Jump out of the car at lightning speed.

The truck crashed Song Feng's car into the edge of the road, and the whole car was knocked beyond recognition.

Smoke came out of the hood, and the off-road vehicle that hit Song Feng from behind was also affected.

Just as Song Feng was about to grab the drivers of the two cars, the situation changed again.

There were quite a few motorcycles around.

There were two people sitting in each car.

One is a rider driving a motorcycle, and the other is a knife hand with two knives.

More than a dozen motorcycles carrying more than a dozen knife hands rushed towards Song Feng from all directions.

In an instant, the surroundings became swords and swords.

The sharp machete slashed at Song Feng from various tricky angles.

Motorcycles come and go like the wind, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to prevent assassinations in this way.

Fortunately, Song Feng is not a mortal.

Looking at the knives slashed from all directions, the corners of Song Feng's mouth turned up, revealing a disdainful sneer.

In an instant, Song Feng waved his palms, and an invisible true qi was beaten out by him.

True Qi formed a strong whirlwind, protecting Song Feng tightly.

The motorcycles that rushed over were caught off guard, and were affected by the true qi, and many motorcycles lost control and crashed together.

"If you want to kill me, you don't have the qualifications to do so."

Song Feng waved his hand and ejected multiple true qi, knocking the remaining motorcyclists and knife hands under the car.

No sooner had these motorcyclists and knife hands been dealt with, a new crisis emerged.

Another off-road vehicle crashed into Song Feng.

The buggy didn't have any license plates and was moving like a runaway bull.

In the blink of an eye, he had already come to a position a few meters in front of Song Feng.

In the next second, it will hit Song Feng.

Passers-by on both sides were stunned by the scene in front of them.

They have lived in the city for many years and have never encountered such a thrilling thing.

First, a large truck hit a small car, and then a large group of vicious knife men appeared.

The young man who was besieged by everyone seemed to be a superhero in a science fiction movie with great kung fu.

"It's a serial assassination plan, it depends on whether you have the ability to kill me."

Song Feng stretched out his right foot and swung his hands forward violently.

The horsepower off-road vehicle hit Song Feng's hands, and the situation that everyone expected did not appear.

Song Feng not only did not get knocked out, but stopped the off-road vehicle.

The moment the car collided with Song Feng's hands, the aftermath of the True Qi caused all the glass of the off-road vehicle to shatter.

The driver was like a ghost, and he couldn't believe that Song Feng would burst out with such great power.

"Lao Tzu killed you!"

The driver who came back to his senses slammed on the accelerator.

No matter how the tires of the off-road vehicle turned, Song Feng was as steady as Mount Tai, and his hands were always on the front of the off-road vehicle.

The off-road vehicle could not advance half a minute, and the driver continued to increase the horsepower.

Eventually, the buggy engine was overwhelmed and white smoke came out.

Seeing that the off-road vehicle broke down, Song Feng clenched his hand into a fist and slammed it into the door of the off-road vehicle.

The sturdy car door was dented by Song Feng, and Song Feng tore the door off with all his might.

Seeing the car door torn off by Song Feng like paper, the driver of the off-road vehicle

The machine was terrified.

Raise your hands and beg for mercy.

Song Feng snatched the driver from the driver's seat to the ground, and said condescendingly: "If you want to live, just tell me honestly, who sent you to kill me?"

About a few dozen meters from here, a low-key black luxury car is parked.

The driver's seat window is pulled down, and the driver is holding a telescope and looking this way.

Seeing that the off-road vehicle driver was controlled by Song Feng, the driver put down the binoculars, shook his head and said, "Song Feng is really a bit famous, no wonder Wan Wenhao and my son will suffer such a big loss in his hands."

"Husband, are you going to go out and hide next? I heard that Song Feng's flaws will be reported, and once I know that you are going to kill him, I will definitely not let you go."

"If you dare to say such frustrating things again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Wan Qinglong glared at his lover with a fierce face.

Wan Wenhao was afraid of Song Feng like a tiger, and his lover was so afraid.

Seeing that Wan Qinglong was angry, his lover said with a smiling face: "Husband, don't be angry, people are also thinking about you, and there is absolutely no idea of letting others lose their prestige."

"Song Feng escaped death, he will definitely be in a hurry to retaliate, in case the dog jumps over the wall to make trouble for you, it will be bad."

"After following me for so many years, don't you know what kind of personality I am? If I had feared retribution, I would have been killed, and I would not have survived to this day."

Wan Qinglong said disdainfully, "There have been endless people who want to kill me over the years, but everyone has died in my hands."

"Their grave grass is at least one or two meters high, Song Feng is nothing, it's just a stinky boy with a little luck."

"I can't kill him this time, I'll be able to kill him next time."

Hearing this, the lover sighed again and again in his heart.

In order to kill Song Feng, Wan Qinglong set up a chain plan.

Song Feng survived many assassinations unharmed, and if he wanted to kill him again, I am afraid it would be difficult.

The truck did not hit and kill Song Feng, and the knife hand on the motorcycle also did not cause Song Feng trouble.

Even the off-road vehicle that crashed directly into Song Feng was easily stopped by Song Feng.

Song Feng's ability is so great, Wan Qinglong is afraid that he will capsize in the gutter this time.

"I'm tired, go back and rest first, and when I'm rested, I'll find Song Feng for revenge."

After that, Wan Qinglong stepped on the accelerator and drove away from here.

On the other side, Song Feng had already learned from the driver who arranged the serial plan and who wanted his own life.

Wan Yufan's father, Wan Qinglong.

Subsequently, Song Feng conducted an investigation on Wan Qinglong through his own connections.

Wan Qinglong is simple-minded and tyrannical.

Thinking that Wan Qinglong and Wan Yufan were simple-minded people, Song Feng couldn't help but hesitate in his heart.

He crippled Wan Yufan, and Wan Qinglong, as a father, avenged his son, which was understandable.

But nothing can be taken at face value.

Wan Qinglong and his son Wan Yufan are likely to be used as chess pieces by Wan Wenhao.

There are many Wan families who have clashed with Song Feng, and the highest status is Wan Wenhao.

This guy hasn't appeared in front of Song Feng since he escaped last time.

Now it seems that he was preparing to borrow a knife to kill someone.

With this thought, Song Feng went straight to the small courtyard where Wan Qinglong was.

Not long after Wan Qinglong brought his lover home, Song Feng killed him.