After the man on the ground heard Xiao Liu's voice, his head was even more eager to burrow directly into the soil.

Zhang Qiang didn't dare to say anything, for fear that he would reveal his identity directly as soon as he spoke, but more and more footsteps around him told him a fact.

These people have recognized his identity.

Suddenly, I don't know who stepped forward and kicked Zhang Qiang, and directly kicked him so that his body was crooked and fell to the side, revealing the face below that was very familiar to everyone present.

"Damn, that's really this kid!"

A man scolded, stepped forward and kicked Zhang Qiang in the stomach again.

Then came the second time, the third time, more and more people began to come this way after hearing Zhang Qiang's name, and soon formed a circle.

The angry shouts and curses rang out incessantly, and the muffled snort of the man in the middle of the crowd gradually turned into a scream, and finally slowly died down again.

By the time those people finally stopped, Zhang Qiang, who was lying on the ground, was completely speechless.

Blood ran down his forehead and dripped down strands of hair to the ground.

The whole face has completely changed, and the facial features that used to be able to see seem to have shifted their position.

He was holding his head with his hands, and he was still muttering something in his mouth.

"Stop fighting... Stop it... I can't help it, I'm also forced..."

But what's the use of talking about it now?

It was he who opened the gates of the factory, allowing the fat dragon to easily rush into the unsuspecting crowd with a group of outlaws.

It was he who found some excuses to abuse these former colleagues and co-workers every once in a while.

It was also he who used all the women in the underground warehouse as his venting tools.

Traitor, scumbag, villain, any kind of negative words are reasonable to use on Zhang Qiang, and the end of any kind of title is obvious.

But Zhang Qiang was not dead yet, so he was pulled up from the ground by several men and walked into the distance with his face covered in blood.

Over there is the direction of the reservoir.

In the reservoir, there are fish.

Black red fish.

As for the other men, they were all under the supervision of Zhou Taiqing's subordinates and walked towards the underground warehouse.

Wang Lu and Zheng Xinghuai followed Zhou Taiqing towards Lin Zifeng, waiting for the next order.

There is still a lot to do next, after all, this factory is not small, the staff dormitory alone can accommodate hundreds of people, and there are more than 20 large and small workshops and warehouses combined.

And those fat dragon's subordinates are not all concentrated under this office building at this time.

There are many people who are still hiding in the corners of the factory, but the gate has been guarded by Cui Die, and they can't escape even if they want to escape for a while.

Lin Zifeng saw that the two of them were fine, and his heart was relieved, and his eyes immediately fell on the white-haired old man in front of him.

He is the Uncle Zhou who raised her as Cui Die said?

It looks like he's not young, estimated to be in his fifties, with gray hair, but he feels like a tiger when he walks.

This old man is in a good state of mind!

Lin Zifeng thought that even if he was rescued from the fat dragon, he would look like he was dying, but he didn't expect that this Uncle Zhou was far more energetic than he thought.

At this time, Zhou Taiqing also looked at Lin Zifeng with a surprised face.

If he was not mistaken, that girl just shrunk in his arms, right? This is really unprecedented, and it is the first time I have seen her so close to a man after raising her for so many years.

Could it be that this is the friend she said came to assassinate the fat dragon alone?

However, no trace of the fat dragon was found at the scene.

I didn't see the corpse of that guy, could it be that he was beaten away by this young man? But the fat dragon is not dead, Zhou Taiqing always felt unsteady in his heart, so he simply asked directly.

"Girl, where is Chen Bingjiang?"

Cui Die was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react to who he was talking about, but Lin Zifeng next to him understood.

Feilong's real name is Chen Bingjiang.

(The man said it earlier.) ）

"You're Uncle Zhou, right? My name is Lin Zifeng, and I am a friend of Cui Die. ”

Lin Zifeng said with a smile, and then looked at the man in the distance who was kneeling on the ground with an aggrieved face and refused to get up.

"As for the fat dragon, you don't need to worry about it in the future, he's dead."

Zhou Taiqing followed his line of sight and looked behind him, and when he saw the unidentified object in the man's hand that seemed to be like a rag, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he instantly understood something!

He hurriedly looked down at the black mark beneath his feet, which was clearly left by some kind of flame with high temperature.

Before Zhou Taiqing could ask, Lin Zifeng had already said it directly.

"The fat dragon was burned alive by me, and that rag is the human skin he left behind."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the surrounding crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone who heard this sentence had an unbelievable look written on their faces!

Even Wang Lu and Zheng Xinghuai, who followed Zhou Taiqing, were full of horror in their eyes!

Burned alive?

But there wasn't any flame in sight!

Could it be that Lin Zifeng was crazy and was injured by the fat dragon?

Just when everyone focused their puzzled eyes on Lin Zifeng, they saw that he suddenly flicked his wrist, and the blazing red flame instantly wrapped the long knife, and then drew an arc in the air!

The heat distorts the air.

The raging heat seemed to be rushing in front of everyone.

An eerie red flame wound around the knife like a nimble snake, swirling and spitting scarlet letters from time to time.

"I see, I see—"

Zhou Taiqing's lips moved slightly, repeating these four words constantly, and finally understood what was going on here.

The young man in front of him, who looks like the same age as the girl, is actually a person with some kind of strange ability like the fat dragon!

This kind of red flame that makes his eyes sour just by looking at it is his ability.

It was precisely because of this powerful ability that he dared to go alone to assassinate the fat dragon that Zhou Taiqing and others were completely unable to deal with.

The outcome of this battle is already clear.

The fat dragon is dead, and he is still alive, and not even a small wound has been found on him.

The seemingly easy-going young man in front of him is actually a beast that is even more terrifying than the fat dragon!

Thinking of this, Zhou Taiqing's gaze at Lin Zifeng suddenly became a little cautious, but thinking of the intimate behavior between the two just now, his tense face slowly relaxed again.

At least for now, he's a friend of the girl.

And the relationship between the two is obviously not ordinary, so there is no need for me to be so vigilant.

So the wrinkles on his face showed, revealing a kind smile, and asked Cui Die, who was pretending to be okay at this time, in a complaining tone.

"Girl, is this your boyfriend?"