The catkins roll with the wind, and the wind and waves are calm.
Qin Feng stood in the middle of the open space, with hundreds of people lying around him rolling and wailing.
He tightened the bandage on his palm, and blood began to flow from the wound.
He received a sap on his shoulder, moved twice, and returned to normal with a "click" sound.
He stepped across the crowd and slowly walked towards the embarrassed-looking man in a suit:
"continue."
"Call someone."
The man in the suit's expression changed drastically and he subconsciously stepped back.
Everyone screamed, everyone was injured, everyone was stunned, one against a hundred, it was not a myth.
It also happened in this small mountain village in a remote mountainous area.
Seeing Qin Feng approaching step by step, the man in the suit roared behind him:
"What are you still doing? Come here and copy the damn guy!"
One after another, the doors of stationary cars suddenly opened.
A group of social youths rushed out.
Carrying machetes, swords, nunchucks, and even homemade firecrackers...
There are all kinds of guys on hand.
They stepped forward quickly and stood in front of the man in the suit menacingly.
There was a "click" sound.
Huang Mao loaded the gun and aimed it at Qin Feng's face.
"Grass!"
"Fight!"
"Aren't you good at fighting?"
"Show me another one!"
The man in the suit wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and became extremely arrogant again.
No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.
He has seen a lot of awesome people, and there are also a lot of people who kneel under his gun.
He grabbed the gun from Huang Mao's hand and walked towards Qin Feng with it.
"a……"
Before he finished speaking, his hands shook.
The tiger's mouth felt like it had been slashed with a knife, and it grunted in pain.
Immediately, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his head.
"Kneel down."
Qin Feng held a blunderbuss in one hand and spoke in a cold tone.
The man in the suit had a dull expression and his lips moved.
Qin Feng moved the muzzle of his gun downward and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
A gaping hole appeared in the thigh.
"ah!!!"
The man in the suit screamed and knelt on the ground with one leg.
"The other leg."
Qin Feng turned the gun and shot again.
"boom!"
The sound of gunfire was deafening.
The man in the suit had his legs broken, and he knelt straight on the ground, facing Qin Feng.
He raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.
This man is really terrible.
"Who asked you to come?"
Qin Feng's tone was calm, as if he was despising garbage.
"Haha, it's useless."
The man in the suit endured the pain and smiled ferociously: "Our Qingshan Development Company is something you can't afford to offend!"
“We have obtained all the development procedures for this mountain.”
"You are blocking construction now!"
"And he viciously injured people with a gun!"
He sneered and said, "Just wait and go to jail!"
"When you get out of prison, this mountain will be leveled!"
"Is that your father's grave?"
The man in the suit said unscrupulously: "When you get in, I will take good care of you. I will dig out your father's bones and give them to my dogs to lick as snacks."
"Hahahahaha!"
Qin Feng frowned and pointed the gun between his eyebrows.
"Xiao Feng doesn't want it." Shen Menglian exclaimed in surprise.
"Buzz!"
A blue and white police car appeared roaring.
It suddenly stopped in the middle of the open space.
The car door opened and several uniformed staff members jumped out.
When they saw the worker lying on the ground, they were startled at first, but when they turned their heads, their expressions suddenly changed.
"Stop! Put the gun down!"
"Otherwise we will shoot."
The two men drew their guns with their backhands.
He aimed his gun at Qin Feng as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Officer Zhang, why are you here?"
The man in the suit looked happy and hurriedly asked for help:
"Catch him quickly, he has a gun in his hand!"
"Put the gun down right now!"
The middle-aged man in the lead held a gun and shouted:
"I advise you to know your way back and be careful about getting stuck in jail!"
They defended the construction side without hesitation.
"Being imprisoned?"
Qin Feng turned his head and pointed at the man in a suit at his feet: "They demolished my father's grave and beat my mother."
"What did they convict?"
"Forced demolition?"
The middle-aged man's eyes flickered: "This is a compliance development zone."
"Manager Wang is the project manager of Qingshan Development Company. He has the right to decide everything here."
"There is no forced demolition, but if you block its construction, you are maliciously sabotaging the development and construction."
"Hitting people and holding guns."
"Additional crime!"
He snapped: "Put down the gun, you still have a chance to change your ways!"
"Hey, did you hear that?"
Manager Wang laughed sarcastically: "What's the use of beating them? Why don't you go beat them?"
"No guts?"
He was extremely arrogant: "I put down the gun without mercy, and knelt down obediently to beg for mercy."
"Then it's okay for him to hit my mother?"
Qin Feng frowned: "This gun belongs to them, I just took it for self-defense..."
"I do not see it."
The middle-aged man confuses right and wrong: "I only saw you using a gun to commit murder!"
"Put down the gun immediately, or I will shoot!"
"A nest of snakes and rats."
Qin Feng shook his head and hit Manager Wang's head with a single gun.
"Xiao Feng!"
An exclamation caught Qin Feng's attention.
He turned his head and suddenly found a bald man coming around behind him and holding a knife to his mother's neck.
"court death!"
He was about to move.
"I'll kill you if I move!"
The middle-aged man roared: "Put down the gun!"
"Put down my boss, or I will cut this damn woman's neck!"
Baldhead held Shen Menglian up, and the sharp blade was pressed against her neck.
"You don't care!"
Qin Feng roared: "You don't care if someone puts a knife to my mother's neck, but you point a gun at me?"
