There was a gunshot, and Qiao Ziming's head exploded into a ball of blood, flying everywhere.
Xiao Feng dragged Qiao Ziming in front of him, and without any hesitation, he blocked the bullet with his body.
'brush!'
There was a flash of green light, and the first man with the gun had his throat cut.
He turned around and a flying knife was fired, and at the same time a second shot was fired.
'throat!'
But the second man with a gun was pierced by Moye's sword on the spot, and he missed the shot.
In just one or two seconds, Xiao Feng successfully dealt with the two gun-wielding men. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for.
"Son of a bitch, look at the gun."
The bald man pulled out a pistol from his waist and aimed directly at Han Qianhui.
"careful!"
Xiao Feng jumped up and threw Han Qianhui to the ground. Three gunshots were heard behind him, two of which hit him in the back, causing two balls of blood to explode.
"Xiao Feng..."
Seeing the moment Xiao Feng was shot, Han Qianhui's entire mind went blank.
The two of them rolled around on the spot for several times. Xiao Feng flung out his hand and flew out a golden needle, which blinded the bald man's right eye.
"ah…"
With a heart-rending scream, the bald man fell to the ground and rolled back and forth.
The other men with swords swarmed forward, and Xiao Feng protected Han Qianhui. He killed four people in a row with one sword strike, and blood spurted all over his body.
At this moment, he was like the devil from hell.
"Run quickly, this guy is a madman."
As soon as the remaining men saw this situation, they ran out of the air raid shelter.
Let's go play with all the bosses and bosses, it's more important to escape.
"Xiao, you killed my son, I want your life."
The bald man's mask fell off. He is Wan Jinye's father, Wan Jianhua.
He held a sharp knife in his hand and stabbed it with a ferocious look on his face.
Xiao Feng grabbed his wrist and broke it with a click. The sharp knife fell to the ground, and Wan Jianhua was in so much pain that he couldn't bear to die.
At this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of fear. The young man in front of him was simply a bloodthirsty monster. He should not take revenge at all.
Xiao Feng looked at him coldly: "You have no chance, go down and accompany your son."
"Xiao Feng!"
Han Qianhui suddenly grabbed him, shook her head and said, "That's enough, stop."
"Yes, yes, don't kill me. I'm not worth killing."
Wan Jianhua said in horror: "Mr. Xiao, from now on, my Wan family will stay far away from you and will never dare to go against you again."
"late!"
'puff!'
Xiao Feng pierced his throat with his sword, and blood spurted on Han Qianhui's face, making her tremble all over.
Xiao Feng wiped the blood on her face and sighed: "If I don't kill him, he will kill you. I have no choice."
"Chuchu, are you okay?"
Only then did Han Qianhui think of her, and saw Qiao Chuchu hiding in the corner, trembling and terrified.
Qiao Ziming died. He never dreamed that his birthday would eventually become his death anniversary.
Xiao Feng called Zhao Dongjiang and asked him to quickly send someone to clean up the mess.
After the phone call, he suddenly collapsed and knelt on the ground and fell into Han Qianhui's arms.
"Xiao Feng, how are you?"
Han Qianhui hugged him tightly, tears bursting from her eyes in an instant.
"Why are you blocking the gun for me? Are you stupid?"
Xiao Feng's face turned pale and he forced a smile: "You protected me when I was a child, and now I protect you. No one can hurt you unless I die."
"What nonsense are you talking about? You won't die..."
Han Qianhui burst into tears, and she felt as if her heart had been drained out.
It was a stinging pain, an unspeakable stinging pain that almost made her suffocate.
Suddenly, Xiao Feng pulled her to him and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Um?"
Han Qianhui was stunned, and her whole body became stiff.
She wanted to push Xiao Feng away, but her hands refused to obey her, and she allowed Xiao Feng to kiss her deeply.
No matter what the reason was, she acquiesced.
After a while, the two separated.
Xiao Feng bared his teeth and smiled: "Your lips are so sweet, I like the taste."
"You brat, are you kidding me?"
Han Qianhui held him on the ground, and Xiao Feng grimaced in pain.
She wiped her lips back and forth and cursed: "Asshole, how dare you treat me lightly? You are simply a pervert, a hooligan, and a scumbag."
Xiao Feng felt happy. He supported his body and sat up, and quickly used acupuncture to seal the acupuncture points. He was already bleeding too much.
After returning to the city, Qiao Chuchu was sent to the hospital.
She must have been stimulated, she was delirious and talking nonsense, and she would giggle from time to time.
Han Qianhui blamed herself a little, thinking that she had caused Qiao Ziming's death and Qiao Chuchu's mental disorder.
But Xiao Feng knew very well that Qiao Chuchu was completely pretending, probably because he was afraid that he would be killed and silenced.
When Han Qianhui was sent to her door, she hesitated: "You...won't you go back?"
"No, I'll go back to the hospital and take care of my wounds."
"Oh, then... okay."
She opened the door and got out of the car, then suddenly turned back and asked him: "Xiao Feng, when are you going home?"
"What are you going back for? You're not going to marry me."
"Is this my problem?"
Han Qianhui sighed: "I can't even make the decision myself. If you can get the upper management of the Han family to agree, I will marry you."
"real?"
"certainly!"
"Okay, it's settled."
Xiao Feng smiled confidently: "Give me some time, I will ask the senior officials of the Han family to beg you to marry me."
Watching Xiao Feng leave, Han Qianhui shook her head helplessly.
The upper echelons of the Han family have a big appetite, and the married families are all wealthy families in the province.
Even if a normal person struggles for several lifetimes, that is still a height that cannot be reached.
When Xiao Feng returned to the hospital, it was already past eleven in the morning.
He woke up Lin Yang, who was sleeping, and helped him treat his wound. He had to take out the bullet first.
"Master, what's going on?"
Seeing the two bullet holes in Xiao Feng's back, Lin Yang was worried and scared.
"It's okay, everything has been resolved."
Xiao Feng did not use anesthesia and directly asked Lin Yang to dig out bullets with a knife.
Due to his special body, the bullet only penetrated one centimeter of his flesh and could not damage any of his internal organs.
In ten minutes at most, the two warheads were taken out, and the wounds were cleaned and bandaged.
After sending Lin Yang away, Xiao Feng prepared to practice all night.
Today is a lesson for him. He is still unable to block bullets. Once he is surrounded by heavy firepower, he will have half his life left.
This time he protected Han Qianhui with his body, but would he be so lucky next time? He didn't dare to gamble, the only way was to improve his cultivation.
The two masters left him many boxing techniques and exercises. Xiao Feng went through them over and over again in his mind, and finally chose a defensive technique, Diamond Shield.
Not only can it strengthen your own defense, but it can also play a certain defensive role for those around you.
Ordinary people need to practice hard for thirty years to achieve some success, but Xiao Feng can reach the stage of success in just one year.
"That's it!"
Just when he was about to practice, there was suddenly a sound in the courtyard.
"who?"
Xiao Feng immediately rushed out of the door. In the most hidden corner of the courtyard, a man covered in blood was lying on the ground.