The barrel inside the white wall was beaten by Zhang Fengyi's ballpoint pen. When he saw Zhang Fengyi coming in, he wanted to turn the direction. Zhang Fengyi saw one hand pointing at two of the barrels, and he pulled it aside, and pulled it.

"Bang bang..." Several gunshots, but the slight rush had already reached Zhang Fengyi's hands.

Zhang Fengyi did not hesitate and directly shot at the already judged place. He shot several times in a row, and there was no movement in the white wall.

Zhang Fengyi walked in and then saw clearly that the white wall was just a wooden partition, and behind the wooden partition was a wall of gypsum board. The gunmen hid behind the gypsum board, so Zhang Fengyi didn't find anyone when he came in.

When I walked into the gypsum board wall, I found that there was a house here. Four men in suits were lying on the ground. One of them had a ballpoint pen on his forehead, and the other two were ballpoint pens shot out by Zhang Fengyi on his arms and chest.

But carefully, it seems that the only unlucky guy with a ballpoint pen on his forehead died directly, and the others were shot to death later.

Zhang Fengyi stared at the only door in the small room. After listening carefully, he didn't notice any movement behind the door. He pushed it hard and the door was easily pushed open. There was nothing inside the back door, only a few steel cables, "Elevator."

?” Zhang Fengyi then realized that Wu Dazhi's old fox not only arranged a gunman but also an elevator here.

Zhang Fengyi frowned slightly at the elevator, but then he smiled again: "I want to run?" But at this moment, Zhang Fengyi's expression changed: "No." Then he grabbed the steel cable with one hand and jumped directly into the elevator road.

, slide down quickly along the steel cable.

"Boom..." A loud bang, and then the powerful impact force made the door of the place where Zhang Fengyi was just now fall into pieces.

Zhang Fengyi, who was pulling the steel cable and sliding down the elevator passage quickly, felt the blocks and debris that were smashed from his head, and the powerful shock wave outside, sighed in his heart that Wu Dazhi had really put a good intention in order to kill him.

Both killer moves were terrible every time. Fortunately, it was me. If someone else had happened, I would have died in the first wave of four slams. After all, it was too sudden. There was a bomb buried underground behind the white wall.

If Zhang Fengyi hadn't felt the sound of the electronic components jumping, he would have been disabled even if he could not die of the blow.

"Wu Dazhi..." Zhang Fengyi gritted his teeth and kept pushing his body on the wall next to the elevator. Because he was pulling the elevator cable from the top floor, the downward speed was very fast. At this time, the elevator that Wu Dazhi had taken had appeared before appeared.

In front of him, so Zhang Fengyi determined that Wu Dazhi stopped here.

In the first floor lobby, the original front desk customer service and other staff had long disappeared, and it was obviously Wu Dazhi had arranged it long ago.

At this moment, Wu Dazhi was escorted left and right by two strong men in suits and walked out slowly from the elevator entrance. A "boom~" sound came from the top floor. Wu Dazhi turned his head slightly and said calmly to himself.

: "Overbial overestimation." After saying that, he said to the two bodyguards beside him: "I'll ask someone to go up and see the guy's body."

"I disappoint you." Zhang Fengyi's voice suddenly appeared in the hall, and then a figure rushed towards Wu Dazhi.

"Baga..." The two strong men next to Wu Dazhi also discovered Zhang Fengyi and responded with fists and feet. Obviously, Wu Dazhi was surprised that Zhang Fengyi was not dead, but could catch up. Moreover, he had not stopped all the elevators.

Is it right? Besides, the elevator I took is one-way, how did this guy get out?

Wu Dazhi took two steps back, put his hand on his waist, and quickly thought in his mind about what went wrong. Such a precise arrangement did not kill Zhang Fengyi.

"Japanese?" Zhang Fengyi spoke and met the two Wu Dazhi's guards.

Two screams, plus two fracture sounds, the two Japanese guards of Wu Dazhi broke their arms and calf respectively by Zhang Fengyi. Zhang Fengyi was unreasonable and punched them on the heads of the two Japanese.

Suddenly, the two people paused, then they bleeded in seven holes, and their bodies slowly fell down. After a "thump~", they became unconscious.

"Don't move, I'll kill you." Wu Dazhi held a small silver-white pistol in his hand. This was a special pistol made by Wu Dazhi. Don't look at Little Willy as much as the Sand Eagle in the Special Forces.

Zhang Fengyi didn't say anything, but slowly raised his left hand and there was a small magazine in his palm.

Wu Dazhi looked at the magazine in Zhang Fengyi's hand and felt familiar. He turned his head slightly. Then he realized that the gun in his hand had no magazine. He was frightened immediately, but he immediately calmed down, "Boy, don't forget,

I also have a bullet in my pistol. I want to tell you something. The nickname of me in Shenlong helped me was called Sharpshooter. If you are interested, you can try whether you can avoid bullets quickly or if I have a good eye."

Zhang Fengyi was only three steps away from Wu Dazhi at this time. It has to be said that this distance was very well controlled by Wu Dazhi. It was a distance that could not be reached in close combat and could not be avoided by a pistol.

Zhang Fengyi smiled and said in silence: "I have to tell you three sentences before I die. The first sentence is that you shouldn't have thought about me. The second sentence is that you shouldn't have arranged so many people around you today."

"It seems that you don't think you will die." Wu Dazhi said, pulling the trigger directly with his fingers. Unexpectedly, it is Wu Dazhi's biggest habit, because it is always easy to succeed.

"Bang..." The pistol made a slight sound, but there was no gunshot.

Wu Dazhi was stunned, then pulled the trigger several times, but there was no gunshot: "What's going on, what's going on..." Wu Dazhi looked at his pistol in a panic, suddenly stopped and raised his head

, He saw a bullet spread out on Zhang Fengyi's right hand.

"No, no...Impossible, how did you do it." Wu Dazhi felt that this was simply unreasonable. The pistol had been on him, and he loaded the bullet himself this morning. How could it be now...

Zhang Fengyi took a step forward, and Wu Dazhi took a step back.

"I stole it from you when I was chatting with you in your office."

Wu Dazhi shook his head and laughed dryly, "Steal..." This was a very funny reason for him.

Three seconds later, the previous scene reappeared again, but now Zhang Fengyi is holding Wu Dazhi's pistol in his hand, and the bullet has been pressed inside. Zhang Fengyi is only half a step away from Wu Dazhi, and the pistol is pointed at Wu Dazhi's forehead.

"I just said three words before you died, and the third sentence was 'You underestimate me too much.'" After saying that, Zhang Fengyi pulled the trigger.

"Bang..." The gunshot rang.

There was no blood, no screams, Wu Dazhi was not dead, nor did he fall down. Zhang Fengyi's brow frowned into a lump.

In front of Zhang Fengyi and Wu Dazhi, a young man with fair skin appeared, about twenty years old, with headphones on his ears and an old-fashioned mp3 on his chest, and was holding the mp3 in his left hand as if he was singing.

If it were just this, Zhang Fengyi would not have lost his composure. The key was the boy's other hand, his index finger and middle finger were on Wu Dazhi's forehead, and a bullet was held between the two fingers. His fingers could actually

Clip the bullet?

What's even more terrifying is that Zhang Fengyi's gun was less than ten centimeters away from Wu Dazhi just now. At such a close distance, the bullet was actually caught. How fast does it take?

"Dingling..." The bullet was thrown on the ground by the young man, and then he withdrew his hand and continued to lower his head to debug the mp3. It seemed that he had just done something very ordinary just now.

Seeing that the young man Zhang Fengyi immediately had countless judgments, the first one was the Taoist accomplice who Louis once told him to be, probably the boy in front of him. Then he thought he was dazzled, but immediately felt the boy.

I practiced Qigong. This is the third time I met an internal Qigong. The first time I was in Dongyang Haikuan. That competition made Zhang Fengyi feel the power of Qigong for the first time. The second time I met yesterday
Chapter completed!