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"No, she is my woman." The rich businessman was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said.

"Woman? Hehe, even if it's just your woman, you shouldn't do this, it makes people look disgusted." Huizi's eyes were full of disgust, everyone thought she would just curse and forget it, but who knew the warrior in her hand With one stroke of the knife, the rich businessman would be cut in half. Even at the moment of death, the rich businessman probably didn't expect to die like this. He died not at the hands of terrorists, but at the hands of the person who rescued him just now.

"what!"

After one knife, the wealthy merchant club was split in two. Apart from a large amount of blood, the internal organs slipped out of the body cavity. The women present screamed and retched non-stop.

Huizi glanced at the other wealthy businessmen, "Women who want to beat you will hit you at home, don't let me see."

Mu Feng licked his tongue, "This girl."

Wang Luoshan, who had seen many bloody scenes, still had a feeling of nausea in her heart, but she quickly adjusted, especially when she heard Mu Feng's words, she pouted and said, "Don't offend women, women are not easy to mess with."

Mu Feng laughed twice, scratched his head and said, "How dare I, you are the ones who bully me at home, okay?"

Shu Zining chuckled, every time she saw his weak side in front of Wang Luoshan, she thought it was very cute.

The middle-aged man from the Kasong family did not speak when he came out of the hall, but he was very curious about Mu Feng's identity. He didn't regard this Chinese man as an opponent at all, but his low-key and later strength in the bidding meeting made him The bloodiness of his subordinates now shows that this person is far from being as simple as he imagined.

If the hijacking incident doesn't happen, he still wants to investigate it carefully, but now he doesn't have any thoughts. It's fine if such a person can't be friends, and he must not offend him. Messing with such a person will not only bring harm to himself , It will also bring disaster to the family, which is not worthwhile.

The Arab prince who had the same idea as the middle-aged man lost his chance to bid because of Mu Feng's intervention in the bidding meeting. , However, what happened now made him feel a drum in his heart. To deal with such a person is like hitting a rock with an egg.

Qian, maybe his family is very rich, and few people in the world can match it, but he is not a fool. This person has been so calm and calm from the beginning, and the two men under him have god-like fighting power. The Japanese women who are related are all so tough. At this time, he not only laments that China is a country full of mystery, but also has a strong awe of this person.

Huizi's two strikes not only made the Arab prince and the Kasong family think a lot, but also made Lake, who is Mufeng's friend, think a lot. Mufeng disappeared in the West for two years, and the two had no contact during these two years , but he clearly felt that the leader of this ghost was much less murderous than before, and more restrained.

Of course, don't be deceived by this illusion, he knows that under the indifferent smile that Mu Feng used to wear at that time, it is definitely more bloody than before.

After pulling Babel, Lake asked in a low voice, "Hey, what is the background of this woman?"

Babir smiled slightly, and looked at Lake playfully, "I said Boy Lake, you don't mean you've fallen in love with her, well~ that's his woman, do you dare?"

"I fancy your sister!"

"My sister is already married." Babel laughed.

"Shet! I'm telling you something serious, be serious." Lake cursed in a low voice, and pulled Babel a few steps away. "I haven't seen him for more than two years, so you can't reveal anything."

Seeing that Lake didn't mean to be joking, Babel also became serious, took a breath, and put his hand on Clay's shoulder, "Brother, he is stronger than before, it is our honor to be his friend, and it is our family's honor." It’s easy, you just have to remember that.”

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"Don't let your family members be so stupid as to provoke him, especially his women, this is my advice to you." Babel looked at Lake seriously.

Lake's family is different from Babel's family. Babel's family is fully aware of the horror of the wood wind, especially what has happened in the past year. As the heir of the family, Babel really has nothing to do in China. Wandering around, no, of course not, it was because of Mu Feng that he chose to do this, and his family also supported him in doing so.

This is not to say that Babel has the intention of clinging to and using it, but that he can't help himself, especially in these big families, everyone hopes to have a very powerful friend, and everyone hopes that the family can continue, and he is no exception.

"I understand, and I'm sure my family isn't stupid."

"I do not think so."

"why?"

"I thought you were stupid." After speaking, Babel hurriedly fled.

Lake gritted his teeth for a while, "Fake squid, Babel, you bastard."

In fact, Mu Feng also knew what Babel was thinking, but he understood such an approach, and any person would make such a choice.

Between people, if you put it bluntly, it is a relationship of use, but it is presented in a different way.

Bullets are limited, and the killer and the bodyguards quickly changed from fierce gunfights to hand-to-hand combat. In a round of gunfights, more than 50 bodyguards were still left, and the twenty killers who rushed upstairs by the Blood Skull only had a dozen. There are six left.

Although the uniform sabers did not reflect cold light, they carried a sense of coldness.

"Kill!" The six shouted in unison, the speed was extremely fast.

The dozen or so bodyguards were not slow. According to the habit, they had spare sabers on their bodies at any time. They fought hand-to-hand, hitting bursts of fire, and everyone was covered with paint at an extremely fast speed, and blood dyed all the clothes on their bodies red.

Mu Feng sat on the side, watching all this as if watching a play, Hui Zi walked to his side, and asked tentatively, "Shall I do it?"

"Why do you do it? They just fight." Mu Feng said with a light smile.

"But..." As a woman, seeing these bodyguards were killed, she inevitably felt a little bit sorry.

Mufeng saw what Huizi was thinking, and sighed, "You were born in Bamen sect, and you ninjas are also killers from another angle. There should always be an opposition between killers and bodyguards. If you embark on this road, you will be killed at any time." Be prepared to die, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, what matters is that they will fight for their own identity, they didn't have a chance before, but now they have a chance, you will make them feel uncomfortable if you do it, understand?"

Huizi nodded slightly, stepped aside and stopped talking.

In the lobby on the first floor, it was also very intense at this time. The military and the police were planning their own wishful thinking, but the killer of the Blood Skull was no small dish. Two groups of eleven or two people succeeded at the cost of only four people dying. Several armored vehicles outside were destroyed.

Several technicians in charge of MRI also fell to the ground, with blood dripping from their mouths, and they had already lost signs of life.

Without the cover of vitality, let alone the "eyes", the commandos of the military and police became "blind" again. The first group of people were violently attacked as soon as they entered, and they were killed without even a chance to fight back. Those who come have to choose to hide.

"Tear gas ready."

"Gas bomb ready."

"Smoke bombs ready."

"Prepare for high-explosive grenades."

After a few bumps, more than a dozen black things smashed through the glass and fell to the ground. First, the explosion of petrol bombs and high-explosive grenades set off a burst of flames, followed by tear gas, and finally a cloud of smoke.

The military and police put on gas masks one after another, and went in silently, but when they entered the hall, they didn't hear any more gunshots, let alone being attacked.

This made many people suspicious. Could it be that this group of people died under the petrol bombs and high-explosive grenades? No, each of them is not an ordinary person, so they must not die so easily.

Fraud!

At this moment, the sound of submachine guns firing indiscriminately rang out in the smoky hall, accompanied by sporadic screams.

Outside, Baker and Jason were more nervous than anyone else. Judging from the screams, they were all their own people. These people gave up their guns and chose melee attacks. What they compared in the smoke was their keen insight. Obviously, these terrorists have the upper hand.

"Sniper, lock the target for me, quick!" Jason yelled into the microphone.

The snipers lurking in various sniper spots are the most depressed today. Except for the four people who were killed by coincidence just now, they can't catch other figures at all. Now that the hall is covered in white fog, they can't catch them even more. They are depressed and feel helpless at the same time.

The screams and gunshots continued, from sporadic to dense, and gradually reduced from dense, which foreshadowed something, indicating that the group of soldiers and police who entered the hall were almost dead.

The last group of people outside the hall was bleeding in their hearts. Hearing the screams of their brothers one by one, losing their lives one by one, they really wanted to rush in regardless of anything, but they knew how to rush in so irrationally It's completely tantamount to death.

"They're all deaf, sniper, hit me!" Jason was on the verge of going berserk.

At a sniper point, the observer and the sniper looked at each other and smiled wryly one after another, "I can't see it, no matter how I fight, I can't fight indiscriminately in the fog, there are still people inside."

"Fight, they have no chance of survival. If they die at our hands, it will be regarded as a gift for them. If the gangsters die at our hands, we will avenge them." The observer said melancholy.

The sniper was silent for a while, then he leaned on the scope, with his index finger pressed against the trigger, looking at the white mist, and fired five or six shots in a row. The sniper was very sensitive, and the distance was not too far, so he could clearly I feel like I hit the target, but I don't know if it's the enemy or my own.

"Brothers, I'm sorry." One shot, and the snipers at other hidden points also shot.

Bullets frantically rushed into the hall filled with white mist, and each sniper fired at least two clips before stopping, and there was no sound inside at this time.

"do you died?"

"do not know."

puff~

Suddenly, a bullet was shot into the forehead of a sniper. With the second shot, the observer next to him also fell down. Then, the other snipers and observers who were sniping at the hidden point fell down one after another.

It's not dead, there are still people inside!

It's a pity that it's too late now, and more than two-thirds of the military and police have died at the hands of these mysterious terrorists.

Seeing such a scene, Baker and Jason's faces became uglier than dead people.