Under the big screen, these big guys in the capital couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at the big screen. They were about to meet on a tight road. I don't know who would lose and who would win in the first round of the competition.
Mr. Jing was sitting on the chair, and the old god was there. No one in this world understood Xiao Feng better than him. Although Zhuge Xin was very impressive, compared with Xiao Feng, he was a little behind.
A little bit, if it is on the battlefield, it is the difference between life and death. In this game, it is enough to change the outcome of the game.
"One thousand meters," a military leader who likes to use data to list things said with a smile while staring at two dots on a screen.
"Zero, the distance between you is about 800 meters. Turn left ahead," Xiaobei's reminder also reached Xiao Feng's ears through wireless headphones.
"Okay," Xiao Feng suppressed the smile on his face and slowly stepped on the accelerator: "Have you confirmed your identity?"
"It's not Zhuge Xin,"
"Then I'm not polite. Today, the capital is a battlefield. Since you are involved, don't be afraid of death," Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
The Grand Cherokee sped up and did not slow down at all when it reached the intersection. There was a sound of tires scraping the ground, and the whole car almost turned left sideways.
"One, two, three, four..." Xiao Feng glanced around and saw that there were a total of six vehicles on the other side. They were also high-power off-road vehicles and had the power to go on a rampage.
"Bah, bang, bang," several gunshots rang out, and Xiao Feng's face became even colder. The other party actually dared to shoot.
With the sound of gunshots, the surrounding vehicles and pedestrians were frightened. Most people ran away, while a few squatted on the ground holding their heads and making sharp sounds.
"Did they go too far?" A military leader looked at the chaotic scene and frowned.
"It doesn't matter if a few people die. The worst thing is to blame the terrorists," an old man in a gray tunic suit said slowly.
There was no trace of emotion in his voice. He was one of the supporters behind Zhuge Xin, and he was also the head of a powerful family in the capital.
Mr. Jing glanced away, sneered a few times, and then turned to look at Nangong Ji: "Nangong, how many days do you think that cold-blooded old thing can live?"
Nangong Ji suppressed a smile and took a few serious glances: "The Yintang is black, and it's obvious that he won't survive more than three months."
"Yeah, I think so too," Mr. Jing nodded.
On the big screen, the Grand Cherokee and six other off-road vehicles were getting closer and closer, without any sign of slowing down on either side. Just with this desperate energy, the big guys present were ashamed. People, the older you get, the more scared you become. die.
"Damn, where did Zhuge Xin find this person?" Xiao Feng stared ahead, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and took out the microflush from the travel bag on the passenger seat with his right hand.
"There are too many people. It would be bad if a few are injured." Xiao Feng was just about to open the window when he noticed the pedestrians fleeing on the roadside. He hesitated, but did not shoot after all. He braked suddenly and the car body suddenly shook violently. It shook, leaving two black marks on the road, and then stopped.
Xiao Feng shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator. The Grand Cherokee roared, changed directions, and started running wildly.
"Xiao Bei, find me a place with few people, and I will deal with these bastards," Xiao Feng couldn't help but get a little angry when someone bit his butt and spanked him.
"A place with few people," Xiaobei's voice sounded a little strange.
"right,"
"There is a place where there are absolutely few people,"
"Where,"
"cemetery,"
"..." Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "Hey, that's it, pass me the position, hurry up,"
"good,"
Soon, the central control screen on the Grand Cherokee marked a location. Xiao Feng glanced at it a few times: "Three kilometers away, damn, so far away,"
"This is the closest place I can find with few people," Xiaobei said with a wry smile. In such a huge capital city, there are many people and cars, so it's not easy to find a place with few people.
"Give me some directions," Xiao Feng said without looking at the central control screen and concentrated on driving the car.
"Five hundred meters ahead, turn left,"
"Eight hundred meters ahead, turn right at the T-junction,"
"Three hundred meters ahead, turn right and go to the viaduct,"
Xiaobei's prompt sounded at the right time, guiding Xiao Feng's direction.
Xiao Feng stared at the railing in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Rush," he said, slamming the accelerator hard, breaking the railing and rushing forward.
Several staff members were startled. Before they could react, several off-road vehicles sped past. They recovered and did not chase after them. They all smiled bitterly, reported it, and let it go. .
The capital, this imperial capital for hundreds of years, has never lacked passion, let alone crime. The staff are not stupid, and they can tell that something is going to happen again.
"Look, what is going on?" Under the big screen, a big boss couldn't help but ask when he saw Xiao Feng running away without fighting.
"Lao Jing's grandson, let's not talk about his abilities for now, but at least he has a kind heart," someone gave his opinion.
The corners of Mr. Jing's mouth curled up slightly. He liked hearing others praise Xiao Feng more than himself.
"His route seems to be the 'park cemetery'. Is he going to deal with these six vehicles there?" the military leader asked with a frown.
"should be,"
"His goal is the park cemetery." On the screen, he escaped and was chased by six people. The car was going very fast. He got off the viaduct and arrived at the park cemetery.
"You bastards, it's my turn now," Xiao Feng saw that there were fewer and fewer people around, so he opened the car window, held the steering wheel with one hand, stretched out the micro-drive, and stared at the reflector. , and pulled the trigger on an off-road vehicle behind him.
The sound of "da da da" sounded, and the off-road vehicle was hit by a bullet in the tire. It swayed and hit the guardrail on the roadside.
Seeing that he had solved a car, Xiao Feng sneered a few times: "I have the energy to fight hard, the key is to be more skillful." After saying that, he took back his slight dash, increased his speed again, and rushed into the park cemetery.
"Xiaobei, have you found Zhuge Xin?"
"No, there are several more cars coming towards your location, you have to be careful,"
"Well," Xiao Feng nodded, looking at the rows of tombstones in the distance, squinting his eyes: "Since this place can be used as a cemetery, it must have good feng shui and beautiful scenery. If you die here, you can rest in peace."
Although it is said to be a game, Xiao Feng does not think so. The people in the following cars are definitely some desperadoes recruited by Zhuge Xin. He has no burden in his heart to kill such people. Of course, the other party has no burden in killing him. There will be a burden.
Xiao Feng kept paying attention to the reflector. After seeing a distance, he quickly braked, grabbed the travel bag on the passenger seat, and jumped directly. He looked like a vigorous civet cat, walking briskly, flashing behind the tombstones.
Five off-road vehicles stopped, and thirteen or four strong men armed with firearms jumped out from them. Each one wore a hood, with only his eyes, nose and mouth exposed.
"Five of you, outflank from the right; four of you, outflank from the left; the rest, follow me," a man who looked like a leader quickly gave the order, holding a gun and running forward in long strides.
Behind a tombstone, Xiao Feng stared at the masked man in the distance and twitched the corner of his mouth. Are you really going to engage in anti-terrorism jihad? Damn it, where did Zhuge Xin find such a group of well-trained desperadoes? They can't be war criminals. Bar.
Xiao Feng took out a cigarette and threw one in his mouth, but did not light it. He bit it with his teeth. He then touched the Shunwan in his trouser pocket. It was specially used to deal with Fang Ge Xin. After all, that kid was not very skilled. Weak.
"There he is," someone discovered Xiao Feng hiding behind the tombstone and shouted, then a hail of bullets came over him.
‘Pap-pap-pap…’, the bullet hit the tombstone, crackling, sparks and stones flying.
Xiao Feng put the travel bag on his back, carried the micro-charge, identified the direction of shooting, stretched out the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger.
Xiao Feng had just observed that there were a total of 13 people on the other side. That is to say, he was isolated and helpless. One person had to challenge 13 people on the other side, and the other side had reinforcements to continue to support him. The situation was very unfavorable.
Xiao Feng pulled the trigger continuously, and several screams rang out. Several people should have been shot. However, he did not show his head to see. It was too dangerous.
"Son of a bitch, what kind of game is this? A real war." Xiao Feng bit his cigarette, exerted force on his feet, and threw his body out.
‘Pa’, just as Xiao Feng jumped out, the tombstone he was hiding in was shattered by the bullet.
"Brother, I'm sorry. If you're not convinced, you can go argue with those old guys. They were the ones responsible for everything," Xiao Feng said with a curl of his lips as he looked at the broken tombstone.
"We rush forward and must seize the lock box,"
"yes,"
"This is the last vote. As long as we seize the lock box, we will have nothing to worry about for the rest of our lives," the leader shouted again, as if to encourage others.
Xiao Feng frowned, what did he mean? Could it be that...he suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but jump to his feet and cursed: "Damn it, Zhuge Xin, you are so damn dark,"
"Pop, pat, pat", another bullet came over and hit the tombstone.
Xiao Feng, who wanted to understand something, gritted his teeth, took out the grenade from his travel bag, pulled it open, shook his hands and threw it towards the place where the shooting was the most intensive.
With a "boom", the grenade exploded, and two people who couldn't dodge were killed on the spot.
Xiao Feng did not miss this opportunity. He rushed out from behind the tombstone, glanced quickly, shot several times quickly, and killed a few more people.
In less than five minutes, only five people were left in the thirteen-person team, more than half of them were lost. It cannot be said that they are too weak. The key is that Xiao Feng is too strong.
Xiao Feng had already judged through their conversation that this was a group of real gangsters. He was now curious about how Zhuge Xin contacted a group of gangsters and worked for him.
"Zhuge Xin, do you want to use my hand to kill them? Madman, what a madman," Xiao Feng spit out his chewed cigarette, stood up from behind the tombstone again, and pulled the trigger with his finger.
"Everyone go to hell," the clicking sound of shooting resounded through the cemetery in the park.
