It was Lin Fengshi's first attempt to combine Qi with a firearm. He was not sure whether it really hit the target, so he brought over a plastic mannequin and stretched it out.

After waiting for a while, there was no response, so I knew that my shot had worked.

He walked out and narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the building.

There are probably only a few snipers in the whole of China who can shoot more than a thousand meters.

To be able to drive such a person to assassinate him, the power behind it seems to be something that should not be underestimated.

At this time, more than a dozen cars were speeding up. Before they could stop, dozens of men in black quickly jumped out of the car and protected Lin Feng.

"Owner."

Fuwang got out of a Rolls-Royce, walked up to Lin Feng and nodded.

"The sniper is in that building, take care of it here."

Lin Feng gave the order and got into the car and said to the driver: "Take me back to school."

Fuwang watched Lin Feng's car leave and looked at the skyscraper with a cold look on his face.

"Go over and have a look."

Fuwang looked back at the unrecognizable shop: "It's been cleaned up here."

"yes."

The men in black responded in unison.

"By the way, those two brothers will be buried properly and each family will receive a pension of 50 million."

Fuwang said, turned around, got into a car, and sped away in the direction of the skyscraper.

At this moment, Qiu Tong had already left, but he didn't have time to take away Shan Ying's body.

"Uncle Forbes, we found the room where the gunman was. He's already dead."

Fuwang's car arrived at the downstairs of the building, and a man in black came to greet him.

At this moment, the building is under their control.

Hundreds of men in black were searching inside.

"I'll go take a look."

Fuwang said, taking the elevator to the room, he did not look at the body, but stood in front of the window and looked at the place where Lin Feng was attacked just now.

This location was chosen very well, I must have been waiting here in advance.

Binjiang Road, a thousand meters away, is also the shortest road from Fanye Hotel to Yunzhou University.

"Uncle Forbes, the identity of the gunman has been found out."

A man in black came over and said, "This man's name is Shan Ying. He once protected the North by himself and was called the God of War in the North."

"War God of the North?"

Only then did Fuwang lower his head and look at the corpse on the ground with great interest.

The bullet passed through the rearview mirror and entered Shan Ying's right eye. After entering the head, it rolled and overturned half of the head.

"After retiring, I joined a mysterious organization called Blood."

The man in black continued: "Si Bonan, who you ordered the investigation before, is the leader of the blood organization."

"blood."

Fuwang adjusted his glasses and slowly read these two words.

"In the recently updated China Summer Ranking, Si Bonan ranked second."

The man in black added: "And we are recruiting experts from the Heaven Ranking to join this organization."

"What does he want to do?"

Fuwang frowned slightly and said, "Continue to investigate."

"yes!"

The man in black responded.

When Lin Feng arrived at the dormitory, Ning Zhao was still reading and studying.

"Professor Gu has a class tomorrow, I suggest you preview it first."

Ning Zhao kindly reminded: "Professor Gu likes to ask questions in class that are beyond the syllabus."

"knew."

Lin Feng turned over, took out his mobile phone and sent Yang Chengzhen a WeChat message.

"Is your wife asleep?"

After a while, Yang Chengzhen replied: "I just took a shower. My roommate wants you to invite them to dinner tomorrow to get to know each other."

"no problem."

As soon as Lin Feng sent the message, the message from Fuwang came.

I would like Lin Feng to report the information currently investigated.

"Second Si Bonan on the Heavenly Ranking? Blood tissue?"

Lin Feng thought.

It seems that there is no such figure in the Chinese list he memorized.

The sorting rules of the Tianbang are simple and crude. You only need to challenge and defeat the masters of the Tianbang to replace them.

And Si Bonan parachuted into the second place on the Heavenly Ranking. Obviously, he defeated Mr. Xing, who was previously ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking.

"Check where Old Monster Xing is now. We should be able to get information about Si Bonan from him."

Lin Feng sent an order to Fuwang.

The sudden appearance of Si Bonan made Lin Feng feel wary.

Moreover, although Si Bonan was not the instigator of the two assassinations, they were both related to Si Bonan.

It's hard not to make people suspicious.

When Lin Feng woke up in the morning, he subconsciously touched his side and found nothing. Then he remembered that he was in the dormitory.

After taking over this dormitory, it was still the first night that I didn't sleep with Yang Chengzhen, so I was a little unaccustomed to it.

Lin Feng got up and got out of bed, washed himself briefly, walked out of the bathroom and saw Ning Zhao coming back with two breakfasts.

"I brought you one."

Ning Zhao said with a smile.

"Thanks."

Lin Feng nodded, sat down to have breakfast with Ning Zhao, then looked at the other empty bed and asked, "Isn't that person living in the dormitory?"

"Song Chi, yes."

Ning Zhao took a big bite of the meat bun and said vaguely: "He rarely goes back to the dormitory to sleep, and often spends the night outside with the girls."

"It's okay, just the two of us can enjoy the peace and quiet."

Lin Feng said nonchalantly.

"By the way, I have put Song Chi's computer away for you. He probably won't cause trouble for you when he comes back."

Ning Zhao pointed to the computer bag placed in Song Chi's cabinet and said.

"You have a good heart."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "We only met yesterday."

"After all, we all live in the same dormitory."

Ning Zhao said: "We are like family members who live together day and night. We should help each other."

"That's quite true."

Lin Feng took another deep look at Ning Zhao and decided to give him a good future.

After breakfast, they stayed in the dormitory for a while. When it was time for class, the two of them picked up their books and went to class together.

When I walked out of the dormitory building, a red Mustang came at a high speed and stopped suddenly at the dormitory door.

A boy with dyed yellow hair, a trendy brand, and two dark circles under his eyes got out of the car.

"Song Chi!"

Ning Zhao greeted the boy.

Lin Feng took a casual look and knew that he was a second-generation rich man who was not doing his job properly.

Why are we called the second generation of little rich people?

Who among the serious second-generation rich people would drive a fake sports car like a Mustang to save face?
To be continued...