Du Feng's car drove forward all the way. The car had good performance, fast and lightweight. Under the control of a skilled person like Du Feng, it was even more like a fish in water.

Jinshe and Han Cheng didn't say a word, and were both ready to start a battle at any time.

This road is thirty meters wide and is one of the best city avenues in Q City.

Du Feng lit a cigarette, then threw the cigarette box to Han Cheng in the back seat, and Han Cheng grabbed it and lit one. The two smoked cigarettes silently, and the cigarette numbed the nervous nerves, which made people even more unscrupulous.

The cars behind are just third-rate products. Even if the world's top drivers are driving, they cannot catch up again in a short time, unless Du Feng stops the car and waits for them.

Du Feng continued driving on the main road for a while, and a right turn not far ahead, which led to the beach. Du Feng turned the steering wheel without hesitation and drove over, and the blue sea in the distance was in sight.

It is late autumn now, and the slightly opened car window glass is filled with cold wind. Du Feng couldn't help but shivering. He threw away the cigarette butt and rolled the window. The car slowed down and walked boredly on Linhai Avenue.

A car rushed over in front, a black Santana. The glass circle of the car was covered with black film, and even the glass in front was not spared.

"Damn it! It's very strict in disguise!" Du Feng smiled slightly and drove over to the Santana.

Du Feng's actions surprised the other party. Four brothers from Long Heng were sitting in the car. They originally thought that the thieves in the BMW would not recognize their identities, but looking at the BMW's rushing towards them, it was obvious that they had exposed their identities.

"Damn it! Shoot!" A little leader in the passenger seat couldn't help but waved his hands at the other people. The two window glasses on the left and right sides of Santana's car immediately dodged a small peak, and several gun barrels were exposed.

Du Feng was not afraid at all and increased his horsepower to crash the car hard.

The driver of Santana was obviously frightened and thought to himself that it was because the BMW wanted to die with them? He was frightened and sweated, and Santana quickly turned the steering wheel. In an instant, he completed a sharp turn of 90 degrees. Unfortunately, the driver forgot in panic that the right side of the road was the cement guardrail that was isolated from the road and the beach.

With a "bang", a part of Santana's car hit the cement pier hard, and the entire right co-pilot's door was trapped in a huge deep pit.

"Ah!" A scream echoed throughout the world. One leg of the little leader in the passenger seat was cut off by the concave door, and he fainted on the spot.

The driver and the other two were stunned on the spot and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Du Feng's BMW stopped 30 cm away from the cement pier. The front of the car was almost pressed against the cement pier, but after all, it was not raised. It took extraordinary courage to do this while moving forward rapidly. Of course, the instant calculation in my heart is the real kingdom.

There is no camera probe on this section of the road, which is why Du Feng chose to come here.

After stopping the car, he decisively opened the door of the car and walked out of the car. He opened the door of Santana's cab. He smiled at the three people who were already scared inside, and pulled the driver out. Han Cheng and Jinshe confiscated their weapons and threw them back into his BMW car.

Du Feng pushed the thin driver to the side of the cement pier and signaled him to squat down. The boy was also tactful and hurriedly held his head and squatted down, shouting to spare his life.

Two-thirds of Long Heng's brothers did not know Du Feng, including the four people in this Santanari. Du Feng was very unfamiliar to them, so unfamiliar that he could not recognize who he was.

Du Feng asked coldly: "I heard that Risde and Dior are here, where are they now?"

"I don't know, what Risde?" The driver trembled nervously, but his mouth was as hard as a dry hard bun.

The golden snake sneered and dragged a young tattooed man out of Santana's car. The guy had a snake tattooed on his arm. His color and tattoo skills were extremely rough. It was obvious that he was a useless garbage figure.

The golden snake didn't say anything, pushed the boy forward, and slashed the guy's neck with a sharp knife that no one could see the place where he hid. With a "pop", a ball of blood appeared. The tattooed boy whispered, his body fell to the ground, and blood splattered around his neck.

"Say or not? Do you want to end up like him?" Han Chenghu glared wide-eyed, dragged the other boy out, and then said to the driver coldly.

"I really don't know!" The driver seemed very wronged. Although he was so scared that he trembled all over, he still refused to reveal any information.

With a "bang", Han Cheng kicked the boy beside him away with his big feet, and his hands fell down. The pistol in his sleeve fired a bullet. The guy fell to the ground with a painful expression on his face, and his forehead was pierced by the bullet.

"Don't you say it yet?" Du Feng's hand bent into a ball to block the cold wind and lit a cigarette. He swung his big hand and slapped the driver in the face.

With a "gudong", the driver squatted and rolled three times in place like a football. When he supported himself, his face felt as if he was splashing with sulfuric acid.

"Give me your life! He... they followed our boss Zheng Tianyu's car!" The driver was finally willing to tell the truth. The two brothers died tragically in front of him, which had already scared him out of his courage. No matter how rigorous your discipline is, it is vulnerable in the face of death.

"Where is Zheng Tianyu currently?" Du Feng lowered his body and looked at the driver's eyes with a smile.

The driver was trembling all over and almost fainted. The two men and one woman in front of him were simply devils. The man who smiled slightly at him seemed to be the leader of the devil. His cold eyes reached the depths of his heart, and his abdomen felt as uncomfortable as ice was formed.

"They should have come from the direction of Ye Bugui. Risde and Dior were in the same car. The driver was ours. The color of their car was silver, a Jaguar!" The driver and the pan told him, and he dared not hide anything again.

"Very good! You are very smart and knowledgeable about the times. OK, you can leave!" Du Feng waved.

The driver was half-believing and half-doubted, with a class struggle on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Can I really leave?"

Du Feng nodded, then called Han Cheng and Jinshe to get on the car.

The driver showed an unbelievable surprise and hurriedly ran along Linhai Avenue. He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, it was simply a purgatory on earth.

The happy driver ran with all his strength, and the speed was no less than that of the 100-meter race champion.

He smiled while running, but the smile immediately solidified. A bullet passed through his chamber, and the bullet hit his heart. The driver didn't say a word, and his head fell to the ground.

Han Cheng put away his gun and raised the glass of the rear seat of the BMW casually.

Du Feng returned the same road and wanted to find Risde and Dior's cars.

A few days ago, he knew that the two of them had arrived in Q City. Feng Yanqiu's nephew Feng Jian lurked in Long Heng, which was not a decoration. Long Heng's big moves could not escape his eyes and ears, and Feng Yanqiu's mobile phone would receive a message sent by Feng Jian as soon as possible.

Risde and Dior are coming to trouble Du Feng. Although that's the case, Du Feng knows their intentions better than anyone else. Since they are gangsters, they will definitely not just want to teach each other a lesson. They are going to take Du Feng's life, rather than defeat him in the ring.

These two guys are the most outstanding masters in the Black Fist world, but they are almost fifty years old and no longer have the combat power they used to be. If they fight alone, Du Feng will be confident that they will be completely defeated. If they ask them to attack him together, Du Feng will not be afraid.

However, Du Feng did not have the time to play with them in the boxing ring. If he thought he was self-righteous, Du Feng wanted to turn them into a corpse and return home with full confidence!

The BMW was moving forward at a constant speed, and it seemed careless. On the main road above Linhai Avenue, Long Heng's car was urgently looking for the BMW.

The city is vast and the land is vast, the road is chaotic, and the width is narrow and messy. If you want to find Du Feng’s car without a probe, you can only rely on luck.

Du Feng drove his car to a parking lot outside a company, stopped in an inconspicuous corner, and quietly waited for the prey to take the bait.

Long Heng's cars passed by here one by one, including luxury cars and ordinary cars. However, no matter what kind of car the people drove, they didn't notice the BMW in the parking lot like blind people. In the minds of those people, the BMW would just run wildly on the road, and they wouldn't have thought that the car had stopped at a certain location.

Du Feng carefully watched the passing vehicle, and finally a silver Jaguar slowly drove over. From the front glass, you could see two people, one was the driver, he had a yellow-skinned face, and in the passenger seat was a big yellow-haired nose. There was naturally another foreigner in the back seat. As for which one was Dior and which one was Risde, Du Feng didn't recognize it. However, he didn't have the heart to figure out who was who, because he just wanted to kill both of them.

The Jaguar drove slowly over and patrolled the shadow of the BMW along Linhai Avenue.

Du Feng started the car and followed, and gave Jinshe and Han Cheng a wink. The two of them understood and grabbed a newly seized gun and loaded the bullets.

Du Feng increased his speed and quickly caught up. At this time, the three people in the Jaguar discovered the BMW behind. They must not praise their sloppyness. Their brains are even less than three pigs.

The two cars were parallel, and the big nose in the car screamed. When he was calling his companions to get the gun, the Golden Snake and Han Cheng in the BMW had already shot.

"Crackling", all the bullets hit the front and rear car window glasses, and the plasma gushed, dyeing the glass red.

The Jaguar crashed into the isolation pier next to it, and then automatically turned off the engine and stopped.

"Pull them into our car!" Du Feng said to Han Cheng.

Han Cheng did as he did, dragging the bodies of Risde and Dior to the BMW car.
Chapter completed!