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This big city with a population of one million, the street should be very lively, in broad daylight, there is no one, even if you occasionally see a few people, they are in a hurry, panicked, basically just a flash, no one likes to be steamed in a steamer!

On the small display of the air conditioner in the room, the temperature is already the lowest eighteen, but Zhang Pengfei does not feel the word cool at all, he is very irritable, very helpless, and very tired!

Gently put the information in his hand on the desk, he has been in the position of the captain of the northern security team for three years, but he has been unhappy, he doesn't like power, he is a martial artist, even if he doesn't have the ardent expectations of the master, he also likes the feeling of climbing, surpassing one peak after another, he likes to fight, he likes the thrilling wild outburst, fists to the flesh, blood splashing, this is what a martial artist should do.

He often thinks that if he was born in ancient times, his cultivation must be much stronger than now, but unfortunately, in the modern era where firearms are rampant, even if he is unwilling, he has to learn how to use those firearms, in ancient times, fists are strength, and now, warriors do not understand firearms, and they will die very miserably, especially people like them who called eagle dogs in ancient times!

For a higher realm, he must live, in order to live, he practiced firearms, and he finally had results, he was promoted four years ago and became a chemical force, even if the master disagrees with his current point of view, but after all, he is successful, and his achievements are higher than those of the sixth junior brother who are more talented than him, for this, the old stubbornness of the master has to admit it!

But he really didn't expect that he would be the captain of the northern security team, which is really not something he can play, he is just a martial artist, this kind of thing that needs to analyze the situation, formulate a battle plan, and gather the people of various squads is not something he can do at all.

He really wanted to go back to the passionate days of running around and dancing at the tip of the knife, but unfortunately, he had already stood in line and enjoyed the benefits brought to him after standing in line, there were not many supporters of the young radicals in this kind of power department, and there were even fewer masters, and he was the only master who could sit in the position of the general team, and he was the only one who met the standard in terms of qualifications and strength, and he was only barely up to the standard, even if he was unwilling, he could only sit here and play with the pen on the thick paper.

This already gave Zhang Pengfei a headache, and he often laughed at himself, nothing could give him a headache more than these thick documents, and now, breaking through his cognition.

Putting down the file, Zhang Pengfei looked up at Liu Feng, who was chattering in front of him, and felt the urge to slap this guy to death! It's been two hours since he was chattering, and in such a hot weather, doesn't this guy feel thirsty?

I don't remember who I heard it say, the pain of a mosquito bite is level 1, the highest level of pain is childbirth, and the pain of more than level 12 is being bitten by a mosquito during childbirth.

For Zhang Pengfei, if dealing with the document that seems to never be finished is the delivery of a pregnant woman, then Liu Feng's chatter is definitely ten times, a hundred times more than the bite of a mosquito!

Therefore, Zhang Pengfei gently put the Chinese parts on the table, and under Liu Feng's noise, it took him more than an hour to process the day's documents than on the first day of work!

As before, calling someone to come in and take away the documents, Zhang Pengfei beckoned to Liu Feng, who was still arguing, and took the lead to the basement.

"Senior brother, do you agree?

The building on the ground is just a very ordinary six-plus-one residential building, but the underground construction has a new look, the basement is a public parking lot, and ordinary people only know that there is a basement here, Liu Feng followed Zhang Pengfei around, and when he reached the blind corner of the monitor, he saw Zhang Pengfei slap twice on the cement wall, and a steel plate popped up on the wall!

Seeing Zhang Pengfei open his hand and reach in, with a 'tick' sound, Liu Feng felt that his feet vibrate, and the whole cement floor under his feet was like an elevator, sinking straight down!

Liu Feng was shocked, and his mouth that had been crackling for two hours finally stopped, this was not the military camp where Captain Zhang took him to fight, this was the legendary secret base!

There was a shock under his feet, the picture that kept slipping in front of him paused, and the silver steel plate in front of him parted silently, under the suspicious gaze of the two gun-wielding guards at the door, Zhang Pengfei nodded and strode forward with the hillbilly.

At a distance of about five meters, at the end of the semicircular passage, what appeared in front of me was a huge space with a radius of almost thirty meters, and the height of the space was almost ten meters, that is to say, this place was at least thirty meters deep underground! In front of the entrance of the passage, there was a three-meter-high sign with the three big characters 'Yanwutang' written on it!

Walking to the center of the huge space, Liu Feng was still surprised in his heart why such a large space did not have a single support column, when suddenly a vicious wind rushed in his face!

Conditioned reflex, Liu Feng punched out, and suddenly reacted, there seemed to be only one person in front of him, Zhang Pengfei? Although I don't know why Captain Zhang suddenly attacked him, Liu Feng is still used to reining in fifty percent of his strength.

There was a muffled sound, Liu Feng shook for a moment, stood firm and unloaded his strength, and looked at the third senior brother in front of him who was staggered back seven or eight meters away by his punch, and his arm trembled.

"Senior brother, why are you beating me?"

The corners of Zhang Pengfei's eyes jumped, although the comment given by the master was 10,000 catties of great strength, which could be used as strength, but this little junior brother was so strong that it was really beyond his imagination!

Stretched out his hand to tear off his shirt, his right hand clicked on the inside of his left forearm, and the high-strength alloy wrapped in his left forearm bounced open, pulled the loose fiber rope, pulled hard, buckled the steel buckle, and the arm armor became a 30 cm long square shield, and his right hand wiped on his thigh, and there was an extra 30 cm long and 3 cm wide iron ruler in his hand.

With the equipment in hand, Zhang Pengfei took a deep breath, calmed the stuffiness in his chest, and without saying a word, he protected his chest with his left hand, and rushed out in two steps, and he had already arrived in front of Liu Feng, and the knife in his right hand went straight to Liu Feng's head, which seemed to be a knife to kill Liu Feng, without the slightest mercy!

"Senior brother, your brain is in water!"

Liu Fengwei screamed, took a slight step with his right foot, kicked the ground hard, a lazy donkey rolled, dodged to the left rear, and then landed on all fours, flicked lightly, and ran out ten meters away, and went straight to the side of the martial arts hall, the row of weapon racks!

Liu Feng is not a master who is willing to suffer, no matter what the reason, since you want to fight, then fight well. Except for his shameless old man, who only gave him a wooden shield and a wooden knife, but he held a steel shield real knife and blindly bullied his master, he really never was beaten down!

Even Old Man He couldn't catch up with Liu Feng, not to mention Zhang Pengfei, who had just stepped into Huajin for only four years and had been injured for a year? Liu Feng jumped up, had already arrived in front of the weapon rack, and casually picked up a big knife one meter and five long, palm-wide, stood still, turned around, raised the big knife high, slashed down, and the wind exploded.

There was no blade, the whining sound of breaking the air was extremely heavy, Zhang Pengfei's eyes jumped, his body squatted slightly, the shield of his left arm was obliquely raised, and the knife in his right hand was quietly stretched out and slashed towards Liu Feng's calf.

'Whoa' made an extremely piercing sound of scraping the ground, accompanied by a spark, Liu Feng pulled and pressed with his right hand with the knife, slid to the side, and the big knife had already slashed at the short knife that Zhang Pengfei had slashed over.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Zhang Pengfei cried bitterly in his heart, this guy's such a fierce knife actually left his strength, otherwise how could he pull back the big knife with a strength of more than 2,000 catties so easily!

You must know that Liu Feng's knife just now, in Zhang Pengfei's senses, was at least 3,000 catties! And he clearly felt that he had absolutely succeeded in unloading, but the pressure Liu Feng gave him was still more than 800 catties! Then the unloaded broadsword should be three times the strength he beared!

Liu Feng's knife hadn't landed yet, and the three times more than eight hundred catties of power that he had unloaded were all on the big knife that seemed to be indomitable, and if he wanted to press it down, and then pull it back to block his attack, even if he was skillful, it should cost a thousand catties. Looking at Liu Feng with an indifferent face, Liu Feng's incomparably powerful knife just now actually left at least one-third of his strength!

The knife in his hand turned slightly, Zhang Pengfei felt a fierce shock in his hand, the handle of the knife jumped violently in his hand, his right hand hurriedly leaded, and the knife in his hand crossed a small arc, from bottom to top, and picked up at Liu Feng's crotch!

"Zhang Pengfei, you bastard is real! Ye just wants to go abroad and make some money, you turtle grandson wants to fan your uncle!"

Liu Feng waved his hand, hit the big knife horizontally, pressed towards the sharp blade that was picked up, clenched his left hand into a fist, and hit Zhang Pengfei in the face, scolding in his mouth.