After entering the bathroom, the staggering "drunkard" Ye Feng immediately regained his former vigor. [26nbsp;] Ye Feng quickly observed the situation in the bathroom and saw that there was no one in the bathroom, so he stretched out his hand and pulled away.
Wooden door of a compartment.
Ye Feng stood in the cubicle, took a few puffs of cigarette, and then put the cigarette in his hand on the toilet seat. Looking at the smoky cubicle, the smile on Ye Feng's face became stronger and he walked quickly
He walked out of the cubicle and gently closed the wooden door of the cubicle.
At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the bathroom. Immediately afterwards, the door of the bathroom was gently pushed open.
Four foreign men held silent pistols and walked into the bathroom quietly. Looking at one of the smoke-filled cubicles, the four foreign men pointed their guns at the cubicle in unison.
Puff puff puff... After more than a dozen dull and slight gunshots, the thin wooden door of the compartment was punctured by bullets with more than a dozen small holes.
However, the cubicle was still quiet, without the slightest sound. The brown-haired man frowned and nodded to a killer in a black suit. The black suit tiptoed to the cubicle and opened it suddenly.
The wooden door of the compartment.
There was no one in the cubicle, and a half-burned cigarette was still lying leisurely on the toilet seat, continuing to emit wisps of green smoke.
The man in the black suit turned around, faced the brown-haired man and shook his head. The brown-haired man frowned and looked coldly at the empty compartment. The brown-haired man held a silent pistol and pointed the muzzle at the left side.
compartment, motioning to the black suit to check the compartments on the left, and then winking at the other two killers, signaling them to check the compartments on the right.
All of a sudden, the door creaked and opened one after another, and the three killers checked the stalls in the bathroom one by one.
One compartment after another was pushed open, but there was still no figure of Ye Feng inside. The brown-haired killer stared at the three companions expressionlessly, his face becoming more and more gloomy.
Ye Feng pressed his back against the ceiling, looking at the four busy killers below, with a faint smile on his face. As the door opened with a creaking sound, Ye Feng gently pushed the ceiling with his palm, like a piece of wind.
The falling leaves fell silently behind the brown-haired man.
Although Ye Feng controlled the aura of his body and did not show any murderous intent or make any sound. But in the brightly lit bathroom, Ye Feng falling from the sky blocked the direct light from the ceiling. The brown-haired man suddenly
He felt that the light in front of him dimmed, and this subtle change aroused the brown-haired man's alertness.
The brown-haired man frowned, held the silent pistol tightly, and turned around slowly. Just as the brown-haired man turned around, he didn't have time to look up at the chandelier on the ceiling.
Suddenly, the brown-haired man found a smiling face falling from the sky, looking at him quietly.
The brown-haired man was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately realized that this smiling man was the target he was looking for. The brown-haired man was shocked and a layer of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.
After turning around, he discovered Ye Feng falling from the sky, and then judged that this person was the target of his assassination. The brown-haired man's reaction was quick enough. As soon as his brain made a judgment, he raised his right hand holding the silent pistol.
However, what the brown-haired man faced was not an ordinary killer, but the former king of killers, Hell Wind. Before the brown-haired man could point the gun at him, Ye Feng's right hand flashed in front of his chest like lightning.
, as if by magic, a black short knife jumped into Ye Feng's hand. Immediately, Ye Feng waved his right hand, a black light flashed, and the blood drink silently cut the brown-haired man's throat.
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In the flash of lightning, a thin red line quietly appeared on the white neck of the brown-haired man. Immediately, like a ripe pomegranate, the red line opened his mouth happily and blood spurted out.
The brown-haired man stared blankly at Ye Feng's right hand, looking at the black dagger stained with his own blood. The brown-haired man couldn't believe his eyes, nor could he believe that the scene in front of him actually happened to him.
The brown-haired man's pupils expanded sharply, and with incredible suspicion, he used the last bit of strength in his body to gently shake his head, then his body swayed and he slowly fell to the ground.
Ye Feng landed lightly on the ground, then touched the ground with his toes, rose into the air again, and rushed toward the killer in a black suit on the left.
The black suit just pushed open another cubicle wooden door. Seeing that it was still empty, the black suit shook his head dejectedly. The black suit turned around and was about to check the cubicle next to him when suddenly, he kept exerting force with his big hand.
He pressed the ground on the shoulder of the black suit.
The man in the black suit frowned, thinking it was his companion urging him, and muttered impatiently, "Don't worry, I'm looking for you."
Before the black suit finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck, as if there was a cold object lying on his neck. Immediately, the black suit felt a warm feeling on his neck again, and the previous coolness immediately disappeared.
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This unusual alternating feeling of hot and cold made Black Suit feel very surprised. Black Suit wanted to look back to see what was going on, but as soon as he raised his head, a heartbreaking pain suddenly spread from his neck.
The whole body was covered. Black Suit felt a suffocation before death, his pupils expanded sharply, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
A stream of blood flowed down from the neck of the black suit, dyeing bright flowers on the snow-white shirt. Looking at the blood on the chest, the black suit never figured out what happened and why he
Could it be that his companions would attack him because of what he just said?
The man in the black suit slowly closed his eyes, and his head, which was thinking hard, drooped feebly with endless regret.
Hearing the muttering in the black suit, a killer pushed open a wooden door, kicked the wall angrily, and cursed. "Damn, it's quiet here, there's not even a ghost. He's
Didn't you leave the bathroom already?"
"It's very possible. Durant, do you think we should continue searching?" Another killer with a bald head responded, then turned around and walked out of the compartment, looking towards where the brown-haired man was standing just now.
Suddenly, the bald killer found Durant lying in a pool of blood and immediately exclaimed, "James, he is still in the bathroom."
"Damn it, bald guy, don't fool me." James, who was standing in the cubicle, angrily hit the wooden door with his pistol, and then muttered. "Get him out, I'm going to shoot him."
's head."
The bald killer held the silent pistol in his hand and quickly glanced around the bathroom. Suddenly, the bald killer found a body in a black suit outside the cubicle at the end of the left side.
The bald killer was shocked, and hurriedly ran to the side of the black suit, turned his body sideways, and gently pushed open an unopened compartment next to him. The compartment was still empty, and the bald killer felt even more terrified.
The bald killer took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart, took a timid step forward, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and pushed open the wooden door of the last compartment on the left.
The last cubicle was still empty. The bald killer gently closed the wooden door of the cubicle, leaned his back against the wall, breathed a long sigh of relief, and thought silently in his heart. It seems that he has left. What a master.
, killed two people without anyone noticing.
The bald killer calmed down and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Hearing that James was still kicking and venting wildly in the cubicle, the bald killer sighed softly and planned to leave this room with James immediately.
A bathroom as weird and scary as hell.
At this moment, a figure moved quickly above the wall where the bald killer was leaning. The figure was like a huge gecko, clinging to the wall more than five meters high, and climbed down silently.
"James, let's get out of here quickly." The bald killer had just stepped out with his right foot, and before the sole of his foot landed on the ground, suddenly, a pair of big hands quietly stretched out on both sides of the bald killer's neck. Then, like lightning, those big hands
He grabbed the bald killer's neck and pulled it hard with both hands. With a click, the bald killer's neck was violently broken. Immediately, a stream of white foam flowed out from the corner of the bald killer's mouth, and it was shiny.
His head also slowly drooped.
Ye Feng, who was leaning against the wall, let go of his hands. The bald killer's body leaned against the wall covered with tiles and slowly collapsed to the ground. Ye Feng gently pushed the wall with his palm, and his body suddenly rose into the air.
, flipped in the air, and then landed lightly on the ground. Listening to James who was still cursing in the cubicle, a trace of disdain flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he walked lightly to the cubicle.
"Bald man, where is the person you are talking about?" James kicked the toilet angrily. Looking at the black footprints on the white porcelain toilet, James snorted and walked out of the cubicle angrily. "Bald man
, you bastard, I knew you were deceiving me."
As soon as James walked out of the cubicle, he received a heavy punch on the chin. James was so blinded that he staggered back a few steps, and then sat down on the ground.
"Damn it, didn't I just call you an asshole? How dare you, a bald man, hit me." James rubbed his chin, reached out and grabbed the wooden door of the cubicle next to him, and struggled to stand up.
Seeing that James still didn't understand who hit him, Ye Feng felt very funny in his heart. Ye Feng snorted coldly, then rushed forward, flew up, and kicked James hard on the arm.
Kicked James to the ground again. "James, see clearly before you curse. However, I heard clearly just now that you were going to blow my head off."
Suddenly hearing the words of a stranger, James was shocked. He quickly raised his head and looked at Ye Feng. Seeing Ye Feng's smiling face, James became even more frightened and uneasy. He crawled and crawled back a few steps.
Then he quickly took out the silent pistol from his arms.
James had just taken out the silent pistol, and before he could point the gun at Ye Feng, Ye Feng flew up and kicked him hard on the wrist, and the silent pistol in his hand immediately came out. Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng kicked
His right foot spun in the air, adjusted its angle almost like a ghost, and stepped on James' neck impartially.
"Anyone who wants to kill me has been sent to hell by me. Goodbye, James." The smile on Ye Feng's face became even stronger. He secretly exerted force on his ankle, and there was a click, and James' neck was cut.
Ye Feng stepped on it and broke it.
Ye Feng turned around, walked quickly to the sink, turned on the faucet, washed his face, and was about to turn around and leave the bathroom when he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps outside.
Immediately afterwards, there was a bang and the bathroom door was pushed open.
"Brothers, come here and beat that bastard hard."
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