"Who is it?"

"Who did it?!"

Seeing that the Japanese man with Triangle Eye was suddenly killed, Shintaro Matsuo and the other four quickly turned around, wanting to know which guy killed his companion, but saw a young man standing at the door of the warehouse office.

The office door has been completely closed, and for a moment the entire office became a secret room.

"Damn Chinese, it's you!" Shintaro Matsuo immediately recognized the young man as the Chinese man Lin Feng who humiliated him in the Hualong Martial Arts Hall, and immediately took out a sharp hijab from his body.

The two or three people behind him pulled out their hijab without hesitation, and even slowly surrounded Lin Feng in tacit understanding.

For some reason, these Japanese people did not take out weapons such as pistols and other weapons on their bodies. They just pulled out their hijabs. Perhaps it was because they could not find guns in China, or perhaps it was because the guns were too eye-catching and they dared not carry them with them. Lin Feng secretly guessed.

"That's right, it's me, Lin Feng. You trash Japanese people, who dared to catch my woman. Your courage is really great. Who ordered you to do this?" Lin Feng couldn't understand why these Japanese people came to kidnap Guo Yalin. Could it be that they came to take revenge just because they defeated them in the Hualong Martial Arts Hall?

If this is true, then the Japanese will be too narrow-minded.

"It's Lin Feng..." The Japanese next to them heard that the young man blocking the door was Lin Feng, and their hearts suddenly jumped. They didn't expect that the woman who had just kidnapped him was directly brought to the door by the person involved. This really made them panic and felt a sense of being arrested and raped on the spot.

They have heard of Lin Feng's reputation. It is rumored that Zhao Jiande, the boss of Zhao's Pharmaceutical Group, was probably murdered by him. He can imagine his skills when he can kill him under the protection of so many bodyguards.

Although this is just a rumor and has not been confirmed much, Shintaro Matsuo was beaten to the point of being beaten, which is iron evidence.

Shintaro Matsuo is no match for this young Chinese, and their force is a little worse than Shintaro Matsuo, let alone.

Although four of them were holding sharp hijabs in their hands, they could split the whole person in half with just one knife, but they didn't feel safe at all.

Under Lin Feng's cold eyes, they felt like they were stripped naked, with a terrifying feeling of being completely seen through, and every cell was trembling with fear.

No, if they continue like this, they will definitely be killed, so they have to find someone to help. If their boss, Shanshi, comes here, with his powerful skills of the Nine-level Locking Vein, this kid is just a dish, and eat whatever he wants.

Thinking of this, two of the Japanese secretly took out their phones and placed them behind their backs. They skillfully pressed the number with their fingers to inform them.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two stones appeared in front of the two Japanese instantly. One of the larger stones seemed to be a breeze blowing. The Japanese had not even pressed the button on his phone, and a blood hole was instantly penetrated by the stone on his forehead. He didn't know anything, and he still opened his panic eyes and planted like wood.

The second stone instantly penetrated another Japanese throat.

Puff! Penetration!

Blood spurted out.

"Uh~~" The Japanese widened his eyes and covered his throat with his hands, and could not make any sound at all, as if he saw an extremely terrifying ghost.

The speed of these two stones is too fast, too fast. The distance between these two Japanese men is probably only three or four meters from Lin Feng, such a short distance... At a speed that these two stones are a little faster than ordinary bullets, how could they have time to dodge?

Perhaps if you have the ability to predict, you can dodge a little bit, but now you won’t even have a trace of vitality!

"This, this..." Shintaro Matsuo and the remaining Japanese stared at the two dead Japanese. The expression of unwillingness and fear made them feel cold in their spines and trembling all over.

Shintaro Matsuo even knew that he was afraid that when the Chinese people in the Hualong Martial Arts Hall had not shown their true strength at all.

If he really showed his true strength, he might be killed instantly. The difference in strength between the two of them is too big, too big.

Lin Feng's eyes were cold and decisive in killing. He knew that these Japanese were all murderous intent and wanted to get to his woman. He had to die just by committing this crime!

No matter what identity or background he has, he will never escape death!

"Tell me, why did you arrest Guo Yalin to deal with me? Who is it, and what prompted you to come and cause trouble." Lin Feng asked lightly, staring at the remaining two people.

At this time, the air seemed to condense, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"I..." Shintaro Matsuo's face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.

He was also from a Japanese underworld. He had fought with many people, killed many people, and killed them.

But when facing the young Chinese in front of him, he could not say anything after just saying a word because he was scared!

Even though he thought there was nothing in the world that was worth fearing, he felt scared when facing Lin Feng's cold murderous aura.

This Lin Feng is probably not an ordinary human, he is a devil!

If he was an ordinary ancient martial artist, he could also take up his hilt and fight the man to the death. Even if he was cut into more than a dozen pieces in the end, he would have no regrets. Instead, he felt that this was the way for a man to die, and he died romantically.

But facing Lin Feng, a Chinese man, he was scared and retreated. He had no courage to rush up with a hijab. His feet seemed to be fixed on the ground by cement and could not move.

Lin Feng didn't need to fight against him at all. He just needed to pick up a stone. The stones that could be seen everywhere on the roadside were swinging them lightly. He was like three Japanese who died on the ground just now, with his head pierced and fell on a pool of blood without any resistance.

It was just a stone. He rushed up stupidly now. He didn't have the courage, but was just seeking death!

Death is probably in vain!

No matter how fierce he is and how much courage he has, it cannot change the fact that the strength gap between the two is.
Chapter completed!