"Zhou Lang, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but if you go against me, you will have to die."
He Feihong came back from the shock. After Zhou Lang left, he took out a cell phone and called: "That kid is too powerful. Activate the No. 2 plan, the gunman takes his place, kill that kid. In short, the news that the kid won the best of me will spread, and it will ruin my reputation."
"With the boss, I advise you not to attack Zhou Lang."
After He Feihong made the phone call, Li Wenting, who had anger on his face, said to He Feihong that he had just given up on Zhou Lang, but He Feihong did not open the door of the iron cage and let him come out, and even asked him to fight Zhou Lang in a life-and-death battle. He was already angry, and he had basically believed that Zhou Lang was a cultivator. Such a person could not be dealt with by ordinary people like He Feihong. If he really angered Zhou Lang, He Feihong would have to die.
"Li Wenting, what do you mean? I invited you to defeat or even kill Zhou Lang. You gave up after a few moves. What do you mean? I think you are bent your arms outward."
He Feihong also said angrily that if Zhou Lang spreads the news of this fight, he will be embarrassed.
"Zhou Lang is a master. You'd better not mess with him, otherwise you will cause a big disaster." Li Wenting said. He walked to Tiehu and lit Tiehu a few times. Tiehu woke up. Then, he took Tiehu away.
"Master? Even if you, Zhou Lang, are really a master and a martial arts genius, as long as you compete with me for a woman, I will not let you survive. Zhou Lang, you are indeed powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, you are still powerful enough to bullets."
He Feihong couldn't listen to Li Wenting's words.
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Zhou Lang quickly left the Jinding Entertainment Club and took a taxi to go back to Deng Qi's apartment. Of course, he knew that people like He Feihong were unwilling to fail and would not keep their promises. He was very skilled and brave, so he wanted to see what tricks He Feihong could play. If He Feihong could not abide by Chen Nuo, he would not mind rectifying He Feihong, and turn this assault on the local tyrant into a pauper or even a dead person.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. After getting into the taxi, Zhou Lang felt that there were several cars behind him tracking him.
"This He Feihong is indeed a scumbag who has no faith."
Zhou Lang couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he had only offended He Feihong for the first time when he came to Hong Kong. Then these people who followed him must be He Feihong's people.
Deng Qi's apartment is not in the city center, but in a slightly off-the-spot. You have to pass through an older building to get there.
This old building may be the oldest house in Hong Kong. It is considered a slum in Hong Kong. Basically, the elderly and children live here.
When Zhou Lang took a taxi through this old building, four black shadows appeared on the tallest bell tower.
In the dark night, no one noticed their existence in the dim old building area. Each of them found an excellent location with a sniper rifle and blocked the road through the old building.
Soon, the leading sniper received a call.
"yes."
The sniper didn't say anything, just listened to the phone. Finally, he lowered his voice and said a word, and hung up the phone.
"Zhou Lang is sitting in that car. When I blow up my tires later, the car will have a car accident. If Zhou Lang is not dead, he will definitely come out of the car. You can re-shoot the gun as quickly as possible and shoot him to death."
The sniper led the orders against the other three snipers.
"yes."
The other three snipers responded in a low voice and began to prepare.
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As soon as he entered this old building, Zhou Lang felt great danger.
"I actually played with guns with me. This He Feihong is really a complete bastard with no credit at all. The master he hired lost to me and was about to kill me."
His divine consciousness was so powerful that it quickly enveloped the entire old building, so he discovered four snipers hiding on the bell tower.
"If I don't get off the car, I'm afraid this taxi driver will be implicated."
As the taxi got closer and closer to the bell tower, Zhou Lang felt an increasingly strong murderous intent. Of course, he was not afraid of these snipers, but he was worried that the taxi driver would be killed by several snipers.
"Master, can you leave your phone number to me?" Zhou Lang felt aroused in his heart and said to the taxi driver.
"What do you want me to do for a phone call?"
The taxi driver is an uncle in his forties. He was a little curious and said that he had been driving for so many years, but few people asked him for a phone number.
"Uncle, wait until you hear what I say to you, don't be excited, you must be calm." Zhou Lang said: "Someone chased me before and after, and something may happen later. Your car may be damaged. Leave a phone number and I will compensate you in the future."
"Chasing?"
The taxi driver was a little excited when he heard this word. He was a commoner. Of course he had nothing to do when encountering such a thing. He took out a business card and handed it to Zhou Lang and said, "Then get off the car. You can complain that I didn't send you to the ground, but I won't send you there anymore. I have a wife, children, and mother. I don't want to die yet. Why didn't you tell me that I was chased earlier?"
Zhou Lang took the taxi driver's business card and said, "It's dangerous for you to get me off now, because the light on this road is dim. It would be bad if those who chase me mistakenly thought I didn't get off the car and continued chasing your car."
"What should I do now?" The taxi driver thought that Zhou Lang said made sense, so he said.
"Stay moving forward." Zhou Lang said: "With me here, there will be no trouble for you."
"Then I will speed up and get rid of the stalkers behind me." The taxi driver thought that there was only someone behind me, so he immediately said, "Who would have thought that four sniper rifles were facing him above the bell tower.
Of course, Zhou Lang didn't tell the taxi driver about the sniper, so as not to be scared.
At this moment, a flash of light flashed, and then a bang, the taxi tire exploded.
Of course, this is not because the taxi driver is too fast, but because the sniper finally took action and exploded the tire.
The car had a tire blown, and the balance changed immediately. The driver didn't have time to turn the steering wheel, so the taxi crashed into the side of the road.
"Finally, I'm going to do it!" Zhou Lang thought, and the driver fainted for no reason, and was then involved in Zhou Lang's ancestral copper coins "Qiankun Palace".
Zhou Lang did not enter the Qiankun Palace, nor did he control or change the direction of the taxi, but let the taxi hit the electric pole on the side of the road.
Bang!
The taxi started to catch fire, and Zhou Lang pretended to be injured, got out of the car when he took the taxi door.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
Three bullets shot from the dark night, and all shot at Zhou Lang's head with great accuracy.
Since Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou Xiangxiu have made great efforts, how could this bullet hit him?
Just as the bullet was about to hit his head, he activated the power of his ancestors' copper coins and took it in. He pretended to be shot and slowly fell to the ground. He wanted to create an illusion of being killed to make He Feihong happy, and then fight back. At that time, he would make He Feihong cry too late.
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"The boss said that Zhou Lang is so powerful, isn't he easily dying at our hands now?"
Zhou Lang fell to the ground and disappeared. The four snipers on the bell tower thought they had succeeded and began to show off.
"No matter how powerful a person is, he can't stop the bullets. He notified the people who were following him and said that Zhou Lang was killed and let them return." The sniper in charge said.
Then a sniper called and the car that was originally stalking Zhou Lang immediately returned. The Hong Kong police were very efficient and were likely to quickly rush to the scene after receiving the call. They didn't seem to be in big trouble, so they did not go to test Zhou Lang's life and death.
"Head, do you want to bring Zhou Lang's body back?" a sniper asked the sniper led.
"Isn't this more shocking to die in the street? With this lesson, who dares to compete with the boss for women in the future?" The sniper led the way said, and then disappeared into the darkness with his few subordinates.
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After He Feihong's people left, Zhou Lang, who was lying on the ground, stood up. He pulled out the unconscious taxi driver from the ancestral copper coins, placed it not far from the burning car, and then left.
Because he knew that the residents around him would definitely call the police when they heard such a big noise, the police would arrive immediately and take the taxi driver to the hospital. In fact, the taxi driver was not injured at all, so nothing happened at all.
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In a room at Jinding Entertainment Club, He Feihong was walking around constantly with a cigar in his hand. Although his plan to assassinate Zhou Lang was perfect, Zhou Lang was really amazing and he was not 100% sure to kill Zhou Lang. If Zhou Lang didn't die tonight, he would definitely seek revenge on him, and he would be unable to sleep or eat.
After waiting for a while, the phone he was expecting finally rang, and he quickly answered the phone.
"Boss, the man has already killed you. Three bullets have shot the head at the same time. No matter how powerful he is, he has already seen the King of Hell at this moment." The person who called was naturally the sniper in the lead. He didn't know at all that Zhou Lang was actually not injured at all.
"Very good, you have done a good job. You have been raising troops for a thousand days. I am worthy of spending so much money to send you to foreign training. Tonight, I will be rewarded with all those who participated in the siege and killing Zhou Lang."
He Feihong was happy when he heard this news. As soon as Zhou Lang died, he felt that Deng Qi could not escape his palm.
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After Zhou Lang left, Deng Qi felt a little uneasy. She curled up on the sofa and watched TV, waiting for Zhou Lang to come back, but her mind was not on TV. She didn't watch any of the shows she was playing in the TV.
Suddenly, the phone she placed on the coffee table rang.
She immediately picked up her cell phone, but found that the phone was called by He Feihong. An unknown feeling emerged in her heart. If Zhou Langsheng had won, He Feihong would not have called her again.
She hesitated for a moment and answered He Feihong's phone number.
"Miss Deng, congratulations, Zhou Lang is very powerful and defeated my masters." He Feihong's voice rang on the phone: "But I have another bad news to tell you that Zhou Lang left me and returned to you on the way back to you, a car accident and a shooting occurred. He was shot at the head, but don't worry, I will urge the police to solve this case as soon as possible."
"What?"
Deng Qi heard this news, it was like a bolt from the blue. She knew that He Feihong called the phone to demonstrate to her, and it must be He Feihong's people who killed Zhou Lang.