One of the middle-aged warriors stood up and walked towards the door.
Miyamoto Naka nodded and continued to drink tea with his head down.
"Baga, who are you?"
The door opened, and the middle-aged warrior opened his mouth to curse. Then he saw the middle-aged warrior clenching his fists and rushing out of the door.
It was obvious that the people outside were not from the institute, but other people, and they might even be enemies, otherwise the middle-aged warrior would not have taken action directly upon meeting him.
"An enemy?"
Another middle-aged warrior saw something was wrong and stood up immediately.
"Who could it be?"
Miyamoto Honda frowned slightly. He really couldn't think of anyone else who could rush into this place.
You know, there are many Japanese warriors armed with thermal weapons outside. If the enemy wants to get here, they must go through heavy defenses.
With so many Japanese soldiers armed with live ammunition, not just anyone can break in if they want to.
Unless the opponent also has powerful thermal weapons and has extremely strong combat capabilities.
Miyamoto thought about several possibilities, but couldn't find anyone else.
Could it be Lu Feng's men?
After thinking about it, only Lu Feng's men have the ability to break into this place.
"No, even Lu Feng's men may not have this strength."
"Only a warrior as powerful as Lu Feng can do it, but this is even more impossible."
Miyamoto Honda shook his head. If among Lu Feng's subordinates, there was a warrior as powerful as Lu Feng, then that warrior would have taken action directly during the last battle. Why would he wait until now?
The more Miyamoto thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out.
The middle-aged man standing next to him couldn't wait any longer, so he stood up and walked towards the door.
"Ta, ta..."
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came.
Before the middle-aged warrior could reach the door, he saw someone walking in from outside.
No, to be precise, it was the person who walked in, holding a person's neck in his hand and lifting it into the air.
The man who was grabbed by the neck was the middle-aged warrior who rushed out just now.
But looking at the middle-aged warrior being grabbed by the neck, his arms hanging down weakly, it was obvious that he had lost the breath of life.
"Did you kill him?"
The eyes of the middle-aged warrior here are full of anger and calmness.
Angry, the other party actually took action and killed the people on their side.
What shocked him was that although the middle-aged warrior who had just gone out had not really reached the realm of respect, he was not far away. Ordinary ninth-grade grandmasters could only be tortured in front of him.
But now, in less than half a minute, his life was taken away by the other party. How powerful must the other party be?
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged warrior looked forward. Lu Feng was still wearing a gas mask, so he couldn't see Lu Feng's face clearly.
Faced with this middle-aged man's question, Lu Feng didn't answer at all. He just threw the body in his hand on the ground casually.
Miyamoto and I took a look, and sure enough, the middle-aged warrior had completely lost his breath at this time. Judging from his body shape, it seemed that someone had broken his neck, and his entire spine was deformed.
"hiss!"
The middle-aged warrior next to Miyamoto Naka couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Although the two of them are not as strong as Miyamoto Naka, they are definitely not weak.
Even the ninth-grade grand master warriors have no choice but to die in front of them, but even masters like them have their necks broken by someone. What kind of power must the other party have!
"You, who are you?"
The middle-aged warrior asked with wide eyes.
Lu Feng still didn't answer, and he didn't rush to take off the gas mask. Instead, he turned slightly, closed the door gently, and then locked it.
Obviously, this attitude is to tell Miyamoto and Chu two that in this room today, either you will die or I will live.
During this process, Miyamoto Naka did not speak or take any action other than drinking tea. He just kept staring at Lu Feng.
At this time, Lu Feng did not take off his mask, and he could not see Lu Feng's face, but every warrior had his own unique aura.
Miyamoto Naka sensed a familiar aura from Lu Feng at this moment, but he couldn't remember where he had encountered it.
After all, when Lu Feng came over that day, he and Lu Feng only met once, and during the fight, he dominated Lu Feng and beat him wildly.
At that time, he did not take Lu Feng into his eyes at all. Lu Feng was even a dead person in his eyes. He would not go out of his way to remember Lu Feng's aura.
So, at this moment, he just felt familiar, but he couldn't guess who the other party was.
After Lu Feng closed the door, he slowly turned around and looked at Miya Honda, and then walked slowly.
"Baga, stop."
"I'm asking you, who are you? Are you pretending to be a ghost here and don't even dare to show your face?"
The middle-aged warrior took a step forward, frowned and scolded Lu Feng.
"Who do you think you are, that you dare to talk to me like this?"
Lu Feng said one sentence, and the middle-aged warrior became even more angry, while Miyamoto Naka frowned. He found that this voice was very familiar to him.
"Is there anything I don't dare to show up for?"
"It's just that if I show up, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death."
After Lu Feng spoke again, Miya Honda felt more and more familiar.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Feng was seen slowly reaching out to grab the gas mask, and then took it off directly.
"Crack."
The gas mask was thrown aside, and Lu Feng's entire face was revealed.
At this moment, the middle-aged warrior suddenly widened his eyes.
Miyamoto's palms trembled, and the tea cup in his hand instantly fell to the ground.
After that, the room fell into silence, as silent as a cemetery at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.
Miyamoto Chu and the middle-aged warrior all had their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
Who did they see?
They actually saw Lu Feng!!
But wasn't Lu Feng already dead? Wasn't he already swallowed by a shark?
Why did he appear in front of them alive now?
Miyamoto Naka didn't understand, and the middle-aged warrior didn't understand either. Their heads were buzzing, and they had no idea what was going on.
Even at this moment, Miyamoto thought this was Lu Feng's twin brother.
Because he saw with his own eyes that day that after Lu Feng fell into the sea, only a ball of blood was left behind. He even saw a black shadow flashing past, so he must have been eaten by a shark.
Taking a step back, even if Lu Feng was not eaten by the shark and escaped by luck, Lu Feng's injuries were so serious that he would never survive!
"You, you are, who are you?"
This time, even Miyamoto Naka was no longer calm, his eyes were filled with horror.
"Do you still remember what I said back then?"
Lu Feng slowly turned his wrist and looked at Miyamoto Honda calmly.
"you..."
Miyamoto was stunned for a moment, and the words Lu Feng shouted before he jumped into the sea that day appeared in his mind.
"Old dog Miyamoto, remember, if I, Lu Feng, don't die, I will definitely make your Japanese intestines regret!"
"Today's humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold!"
Those words were like a thunderous bell, resounding in Miya Honda's mind.