The assassin shot from a window on the second floor of the small building diagonally opposite. The fire at the muzzle made the guards closest to Yang Feng react quickly, and used his body to block dozens of bullets fired by the two fast and slow machines for Yang Feng in an instant.

Afterwards, Lao Lin pushed away the guard's body and lifted Yang Feng into the car, then closed the car door casually. Several other guards took out their pistols at the same time, suppressed the enemy with dense bullets, and covered the other guards to pick up the spears in the car.

However, before the guards took out the spear, the M2 heavy machine gun on the roof fired first. This heavy machine gun was usually put down in the machine gun fort on the roof. After all, a heavy machine gun was swaying across the market, which was indeed too arrogant. Therefore, it is difficult for anyone who is not familiar with Yang Feng to know that there is such a thing on the roof.

As soon as the assassin's gunshot rang, Lao Liu and Gouzi, who followed Xin'er and Yang Jing on the other side, immediately got on the roof of the car, and set up M2 to open fire at the room where the assassin was without hesitation.

Even if the 12.7mm bullet is not an armor-piercing bullet, it cannot be blocked by ordinary brick walls, especially at this short distance of dozens of meters. The hail-like bullets smashed the entire wall facing the street into pieces in the blink of an eye, and collapsed after only a dozen seconds.

"Go up and take a look!" Lao Lin waved his pistol and shouted with a blue face. When he stuffed Yang Feng into the car, he was also shot in his left arm. Now he doesn't care about it anymore. He is Yang Feng's guard captain, so he has no face when he happens to such a thing.

Several guards didn't even leave the door and climbed up directly, and there was nothing to see inside. The two assassins probably picked them out of the broken bricks one by one, and even many parts were stuck on the inner wall. Two of the four guards who entered were spitting out.

"Leave someone to send the police!" After hearing the guard's reward, Yang Feng said with a gloomy face, asking Lao Lin to carry the body of the death guard into the car, and then took the guard to leave with fearful eyes from the people watching the fun around him.

"What kind of gun is that?" A window in the distance, a young woman in men's clothing asked the man beside her with expressionless expression.

"The US-made Bolanging M2 large-caliber machine gun uses 12.7*99 mm bullets and an effective range of 1,800 meters. At the Xifengkou China Twenty-Nine Army, it used it to shoot down at least 12 Royal Army fighter jets, and there were six other combat vehicles." The man bent down slightly, lowered his head and bowed his face.

Yang Feng didn't know that the person who wanted to kill him was looking at him now. At this moment, he had a ferocious face, gritted his teeth and was thinking about how to take revenge. His fierce look made none of the two girls next to him dare to speak. They were stuffed into the car as soon as the gun rang on the other side of the car, and they were panicked and did not see the danger at that time.

"Yang, Brother Yang, didn't you say you went to have a meal?" Yang Jing said weakly at Xin'er's instigation.

"Ah, yes, let's go to have a meal!" Yang Feng said casually, but he was still studying the revenge plan in his mind. It is not necessary to guess who did this. No one except the Japanese now longed for him to die. Of course, even if it wasn't done by the Japanese, he would have decided that it was done by the Japanese.

It was quite a brain to take revenge. Yang Feng thought about it and parked his car outside a pretty big restaurant. Before he could walk out, the guards behind immediately rushed in with guns and drove out all the guests on the second floor without hesitation. Then all the windows on all sides were blocked by the dining table, which scared the restaurant owners so much that they were trembling.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you serve the food quickly!" Yang Feng walked in with his hands behind his back, surrounded by guards, glared at him and said.

"Master, can't you carry a dead man in?" The hotel shopkeeper said with a sad face and tremblingly. The two guards behind Yang Feng were carrying the dead guard's body.

The guard's upper body was smashed, and his flesh was dripping with blood. He looked quite scary.

"If you dare to say this again, my brother, believe it or not, I will burn your place with a torch!" Yang Feng kicked the shopkeeper and said viciously.

"Oh my God, there is no way to do it..." The shopkeeper sat on the ground, and before he could finish his howling, he stopped abruptly, and a big yellow croaker hit his chest.

"Get out!" Yang Feng shouted.

The shopkeeper immediately got up and arranged food for him. These were gold bricks weighing one kilogram. Not to mention that Yang Feng brought a dead man to dinner, he had no objection to even pulling a cart of shopkeepers.

I have to say that Yang Feng's move was very sensational, and of course he was also disgusting. At least two girls had a very poor meal, but the guards were moved and wanted to die for Yang Feng now. These days, all the soldiers were Qiu Ba, which was annoying. Good men were not in the army. They were already deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, especially in Peking. This kind of ideological legacy is even deeper.

Now that Yang Feng treats them like this, they are all moved to tears. After the meal, Yang Feng specially ordered Lao Lin to arrange a brother to go to his house and bring his family to Peking. If he doesn't want to come, he will buy two hundred acres of land for his family and leave another thousand oceans.

The news of Yang Feng's assassination caused a sensation in Peking City the next day. Although this guy has only been around for half a year and is relatively low-key, he never plays activities like accompaniment and a husband, and he never works like a rich man in Peking. He has never been to the Eight Great Hutongs and does not like to join any salon or give advice. However, the dazzling luxury goods of Jinyuan Trading, as well as his relationship with the 29th Army and the 41st Army, are enough to make him the most dazzling new star in Peking. Which businessman can ask American soldiers to escort him these days?

All newspapers in Peking and Tianjin, of course, except those opened by the Japanese, reported the news, and almost all of them were obviously or hidden, pointing their targets at the Japanese. It is no wonder that it would be natural for the Japanese to kill him in front of him that the Japanese and dogs were not allowed to enter.

"Mr. Yang, please believe that this is definitely not something we Japanese did." Ito's head was almost overwhelmed. This guy ran up immediately when he heard the news. Viagra was selling well in Japan. According to rumors, His Majesty the Emperor had used it, so there was no problem with Yang Feng now.

However, even though he said that, he was not sure whether it was done by the Japanese. Although Mitsui was awesome, he was just a trading company after all, and it was not very certain what those fanatical samurai could do.

"Ito-kun, thank you for coming to see me. As for whether it was done by your country, let's wait for the police news." Yang Feng was lying on the bed, Xiaohui rubbed his head, looking scared and nervous, and it was almost like he wrote on his face that I needed comfort.

Ito thought that the police had just checked, and everyone was beaten to pieces. It was said that it took two hours to find the pieces.

"Mr. Yang, here are two old ginseng trees that are said to be a century-old. It is my little intention. Please accept them." Ito knew the virtue of this guy very well and quickly sent his comfort.

Yang Feng's eyes lit up, he swallowed quietly, and then returned to his half-dead appearance.

"Ito-kun, I'm making you spend money again, how can I feel embarrassed? Alas, to be honest, this war is just a mess. If it weren't for this war, wouldn't we be able to do business well?"

Yang Feng's words made Ito's heart move, and he immediately asked in surprise: "Mr. Yang, do you mean that if the war is over, you will release the sale of sulfonamide to Japan?"

Yang Feng nodded weakly.

"Oh, the doctor's parents' hearts, I can't watch the elderly and children in your country continue to endure the torture of illness, right?"

Yang Feng thought to himself that if Pfizer doesn’t sell it now, they will definitely sell it to Japan. Besides, Baier’s Bailang will also sell it after it comes out. So why don’t I make more money now?

Ito left with Xingfu. As soon as he left, Yang Feng jumped out of the bed and hugged the box containing ginseng and almost drooled. A hundred-year-old ginseng plant costs millions, so it is not uncommon to auction these two plants for 10 million. He quickly stuffed it into the safe next to him.

"Why are you laughing? Be serious, we are robbing!" He turned around and said to Xiaohui who was covering her mouth and smiling secretly, then lay back on the bed and spoke to Xiaohui: "Next!"

This guy just lie on the bed and put it on his body all day, and he received countless gifts. The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that Richard and other miserables brought him a bunch of flowers. However, Heinz was familiar with the customs of the Chinese and gave him more than a dozen bear galls, and they were brown bears, and they all looked so cute.

"Hiinz, do you have explosives there? It's better to be TNT." Yang Feng asked.

"Yang, what are you doing for explosives?" Heinz asked strangely.

"A friend asked me to buy some for him."

“Yes, but not a lot of them?”

“Is there a hundred tons?”

"Oh my God, do you want to blow up the entire city?" Heinz exclaimed.

"There are always fifty tons?"

"No, there are probably less than thirty tons."

"I'll ask for all of them. I'll pay for this fee, how do you think?" Yang Feng pointed at the stockings on Xiaohui's legs.

"No problem, actually I'm just trying to ask you if you can give me the European monopoly of stockings, too." Heinz said hurriedly.

"I can't give it to you all in Europe. You also know that I have rejected the many requests for cooperation between the British and French. If you don't give them some benefits this time, I'm afraid it won't work. I can give you the monopoly of Germany. As for Britain and France, I'll be giving it to Jardinet. You can divide the markets of other European countries by yourself." Yang Feng said.

"Yes, then how do you calculate the cost of purchasing a monopoly?" Heinz nodded. He could understand Yang Feng's approach. His European monopoly of sulfonamide alone had already made merchants in other countries jealous of merchants in other countries.

"We still need to talk about this in our friendship?" Yang Feng waved his hand and said generously, but then said, "I have a favor to you."

"Please say it."

"You Zen Foreign Business went to Tonghua to open a branch. I don't care what you operate, but when I need help in the future, I must work for me unconditionally."

Heinz was stunned.

"Yang, your request is probably related to the General Tang who lives here?" he said lightly.
Chapter completed!