The warm early morning sunlight shines in through the window, filling most of the living room. The faint golden light carries a warm atmosphere and keeps wandering in all the corners they can touch. Today is a good weather.
However, at this time, Tang Feng's body was completely cold, and he could not feel the warmth of the sun at all. But if it were anyone else's head held with a gun, I'm afraid it would feel the same as him. Tang Feng did not expect that a large number of people would feel the same.
This has happened a long time ago.
Standing in front of the door was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. He looked to be in his thirties or mid-thirties. He had a slender face with light green beard stubble on both sides of his cheeks. A pair of narrow eyes flashed from time to time.
Looking at him with a cold light, he is obviously the kind of person who dares to draw a gun at any disagreement. And the two slender slanted eyebrows in his eyes add a lot of murderous aura to him.
The tall and straight nose bridge and the thin and slightly raised lips seemed to tell that the man in front of him was a cold and ruthless killer. At this time, his eyes quickly glanced around the room, and then he looked tightly
Staring into Tang Feng's eyes, his grasping hand was extremely stable. Tang Feng accidentally caught a glimpse of the calluses on the knuckles of his hands, and his eyes suddenly narrowed into a thin line dangerously!
This man is obviously a veteran in grabbing weapons, maybe he is a soldier who has retired from the special forces, because only such a person may come into contact with guns so often that he even has calluses on his hands. Moreover, judging from the behavior of this man
You can also see his calmness, and he has very professional tactical and psychological qualities.
Who is this person? Did someone send him to deal with him? Who is the person who sent him? Tang Feng had countless thoughts in his mind at that moment, but when he saw the young man next to the middle-aged man, he felt
Suddenly I was filled with doubts.
I saw that the young man was only twenty-four or five years old. Compared with the calmness of the middle-aged man, he looked a little panicked and sweating profusely. He stared nervously at the corridor, his eyes panicked, as if he was afraid of something.
It was as if he was chasing them behind. Although he was holding a gun in his hand, it was shaking constantly, making people worried about him. What if the gun went off and hit his own foot? In his
There was also a black woven bag in the other hand, and I didn't know what was in it.
This young man is obviously not a professional killer. If his enemy sends someone to kill him, he will not be stupid enough to send such a rookie partner to this middle-aged man, right? But if they are not here to kill him,
So what is going on with this current situation?
Tang Feng frowned slightly. It might be a bit complicated to describe all this, but in fact, as soon as Tang Feng opened the door and was restrained by a gun, he quickly took in the situation of the two of them. He took a deep breath.
Tang Feng raised his hand obediently. In fact, the current situation did not allow him to resist.
Turning the corners of his mouth slightly, Tang Feng raised his hands and whispered softly: "Brother, are you passing by? We have no enmity in the past and have no enmity today. What do you mean? If you are inconvenient to come out to ask for money, I can give you
How about you give me your money and promise not to pursue it?"
"Humph, it seems that I met a decent person today? Living in the most luxurious presidential suite in this hotel, you can be considered a rich man, right?" Surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he
This is the first time I have seen someone talk so calmly under his gun. But so what? Now he is a knife and the opponent is a fish.
"Haha, rich people know how to enjoy it!" The middle-aged man turned the corner of his mouth and showed a sneer like a leopard encountering its prey. Then the aura of his whole body changed, and the cold muzzle seemed to be sprayed out at any time.
Like a flame of anger: "However, your life is in my hands now. If you know what's going on, step back immediately!"
As he said that, he pointed the pistol at Tang Feng's chest. Tang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and made a calculation in his mind. If he suddenly took action at this time, he would be at least 70% sure to seize the gun in this man's hand. As for
The man outside only needed one kick to deal with him. Thinking of this, Tang Feng's muscles tightened in an instant. He smiled slightly, slowly moved back, and said: "Brother"
"Brother, who are you talking to?" Feifei saw Tang Feng standing at the door muttering softly to someone, so she couldn't help but stand up and walk over. She didn't expect that she just walked to the side and saw Tang Feng duck away.
A gun pointed at him was revealed, and Feifei screamed in surprise.
At this time, Rosa heard Feifei's scream and rushed over. The sight in front of her made her stunned for a moment.
Tang Feng sighed slightly. He knew that his sudden plan to grab a gun and hurt someone had failed. Feifei and Rosa were still in the living room just now, and there was still a corner from the door. Even if the gun went off, it would not hurt them. But
Now, Tang Feng can't guarantee it. They are too close now. Even if he can avoid the shooting, can Rosa and Feifei escape? "You two, go inside and sit down first," the middle-aged man said with a gun
He ordered Feifei and Rosa and said coldly. He knew that some rich people now like to find beautiful women as bodyguards. Beautiful bodyguards can protect their safety during the day, but at night, these people have better uses.
.So he did not relax his vigilance towards the two women just because of their beauty and petite figure!
Tang Feng obediently returned to the room. Rosa and Feifei naturally did not dare to disobey the middle-aged man's order. Now Tang Feng was pointed at a gun. The middle-aged man and the young man also followed into the room.
, then closed the door, the middle-aged man leaned against the door, pointed a gun at Tang Feng and stood about one meter away from him, and sneered: "You, now, go sit on the sofa!"
"Hurry up!" The young man threw the bag in his hand to the side, and then kicked Tang Feng fiercely! Tang Feng's face turned cold, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he sank his hands slightly.
Taking advantage of the situation to restrain the young man, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man looking at him with a sneer on his face, and the black muzzle of the gun in his hand was pointing at Feifei who was standing next to him.
Tang Feng suddenly felt like an inflated balloon that had been stabbed with a needle. His whole body deflated, and he was kicked into the sofa by the young man without any resistance.
"Brother!" Feifei exclaimed. A cold murderous intent flashed through Rosa's slender eyes. She moved her hand slightly, and a cold knife appeared in her hand.
Because she had been warned by Devil May Cry in advance, Rosa never let down her guard. Even in such a suite, wearing thin clothes, she always carried a throwing knife on her body, a life-saving throwing knife.
At this moment, this flying knife is about to see blood and make a meritorious deed!
"You'd better be obedient and don't move around, otherwise, I'll shoot this girl to death!" The middle-aged man seemed to sense the danger. He glanced at Rosa with a warning glance with his slender eyes, and then made a gesture with his grabbing hand to buckle.
Move the trigger.
"Shasha, listen to him." Tang Feng wiped the corner of his mouth, sat upright from the sofa, and breathed softly. In such a small space, once a middle-aged man fired, the stray bullet would not know where it would reach.
Go there. And Feifei is pregnant now, so there is absolutely no room for any mistakes.
"Humph!" Rosa snorted slightly, and the flying knife in her hand disappeared again before anyone noticed it.
"Haha, you seem to have a lot of status!" He forced Tang Feng with a gun, and then asked the young man to tie up the three of them with ropes. Then the middle-aged man sat calmly across from them and chuckled.
"Haha, he is the first person to kick me like this, and you are the first person to dare to point a gun at me. Do you know what happened to people like you in the past?
"Tang Feng chuckled nonchalantly and said lightly: "Dead, they were all sent to hell or heaven by my own hands!"
As he spoke, Tang Feng burst out with an aura, an aura of superiority that only people who often give orders can have, an aura of a gangster who looks down on others and is arrogant.
A flash of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he seemed to remember something, and his whole body exuded a sad atmosphere. He looked at Tang Feng quietly for a while, and then sneered and said: "Haha,"
Haha, the people are not afraid of death, so how can they be afraid of it? I guess you are a person of great status. People like you are usually aloof, and the lives of ordinary people are not even as trivial in your hearts! But so what?
Like? At least now you are in my hands. As long as I gently pull the trigger, you and these two girls will die!"
Tang Feng was stunned for a moment. After a while, he nodded with a wry smile. This middle-aged man was right. Now he is just a prisoner. How can he have the right to threaten others?
At this time, the young man next to him wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and put away the gun. His face was pale and his lips were trembling slightly. He was obviously very nervous. He took out the cigarette case from his pocket with trembling hands and opened it to see that it was empty.
.
"Brother Zhu, do you still have any cigarettes?" The young man looked at the middle-aged man and whispered.
The middle-aged man had always been sullen towards Tang Feng, but he was much softer towards his companions. He touched his pocket and said, "Maozi, don't be nervous. It would be nice to experience this kind of thing twice more!" After saying this, he smiled slightly.
He shook his head: "No, I didn't bring it either!"
"Brother, there are cigarettes on the table, you're welcome." Tang Feng smiled softly and said.
"Who is your brother? I look down on you people. What's the big deal about having two dollars? Humph!" The young man named Mao Zi snorted at Tang Feng, curled his lips, and then consciously picked up the
Light a cigarette on the table.
Sweat was dripping down from Maozi's young forehead. He was sitting blankly on the corner of the sofa smoking a cigarette. His eyes seemed a little distracted. Only when he looked towards the door from time to time did he focus more. He was there.
Nervous, Tang Feng could clearly feel his body trembling as he sank into the sofa.
"Brother, what happened to you? Can you tell me about it?" Tang Feng suddenly turned the corner of his mouth and asked tentatively.