The flying knife flashed a cold light in the air, and collided with the bullet in the air. There was a 'ding' sound, and in everyone's surprised eyes, the flying knife actually passed through the bullet.
Xia Wen's expression changed. The dagger did not stop and was inserted into his pistol. The pistol was inserted into two parts and almost injured his finger.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiling's expression changed, and he felt relieved when he saw that Chen Feng was fine.
"what should we do?"
"Don't worry, trust him."
Wang Miaoke knew Chen Feng better and naturally knew Chen Feng's strength.
However, Xia Wen was obviously well prepared when he launched an attack at this time.
"You think I'm on the first floor, but actually I'm on the fifth floor. I've already set up an ambush here. I wonder how many throwing knives you still have?"
Xia Wen relaxed and his eyes showed a hint of coldness.
Zhao Jiling and Wang Miaoke looked at Chen Feng, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
"Well, are you ambushing these people behind the screen?"
Glancing at Xia Wen, Chen Feng said lightly, his voice gentle but powerful.
"Huh, so what if you can see it, it's not a dead end."
"Move him!"
Xia Wen's face gradually turned ferocious, and he waved his hand and stared at Chen Feng. The latter still had a calm expression on his face, with a calmness that would not change even if the mountain collapsed in front of him.
"Get started, why are you standing still!"
There was no movement at all, which made Xia Wen panic.
Seeing Xia Wen going crazy, Zhao Jiling and Wang Miaoke had blank looks in their eyes. Wasn't it an ambush?
Where are people?
Chen Feng still looked calm and glanced at the screen, "Do you think I won't be prepared when I come in?
I’m afraid your men can’t move!”
His words were very gentle, as if he was talking casually to a friend.
However, when it fell into Xia Wen's ears, it made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Cold! The cold from feet to head makes people’s scalp numb.
"What's wrong with my people!"
He didn't see the condition of the screen, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"you guess."
Chen Feng said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back, showing off the style of a master.
The person standing behind the screen suddenly fell down, and the screen also fell down.
On the ground, there are countless dead bodies.
They still held the submachine guns tightly in their hands, maintaining the action of attacking at any time before they were alive.
There is no blood, no scream of fear before death.
It was eerily quiet! They died silently.
Xia Wen shuddered, and finally looked at Chen Feng with a hint of fear.
"When did you do it and why didn't I see it?"
This kind of situation where you can kill the enemy in an instant with just one move is the most terrifying.
"If I want to kill you, I can do it with just a few moves."
"I lost."
Xia Wen clenched his fists and bit his lip tightly, even if it caused blood, he still didn't know.
"This is too strong. How is it possible? It's unscientific."
Zhao Jiling was stunned, but Wang Miaoke on the side took it for granted.
"You almost destroyed my pharmacy, and you even found newspapers to frame me. I gave you many opportunities, but you didn't cherish them."
After hearing Chen Feng's words, Xia Wen's face turned extremely pale.
He only had one chance to take revenge, but he didn't take it.
This guy is stronger than he imagined.
No matter how fast my disciple is, he can't compare to his flying knife.
Even the stormtroopers were quietly eliminated, and all the earth-level experts were beheaded by him. His methods seemed so weak.
"What do you want?
Keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future. I am Tang Yixue’s classmate after all, so don’t be in trouble."
Xia Wen said slowly, pretending to be calm.
Chen Feng raised the corner of his mouth and slapped Xia Wen directly on the face, "You also know how to keep a line in life?
They poached me, destroyed my pharmacy, and exposed me and my friends all over the Internet."
"Why the hell didn't you say give me a chance of survival?"
"Snapped!"
Another slap.
"You also know that you are Tang Yixue's classmate, is this what you do as a classmate?
Who is driving the road to death? Don’t you have any idea?"
After two more slaps, Chen Feng's eyes were extremely cold.
"Good fight. If you want to be a bitch, you still have to build a memorial arch. Isn't that mean?"
Wang Miaoke laughed loudly, looking like he was crazy.
"enough!"
Xia Wen held his cheek and took two steps back, looking at Chen Feng with a look that seemed to kill someone.
How had the noble eldest son of the Xia family ever suffered such injustice?
"Give me a way to survive. We are still friends. Let's end it here. I don't want to fight with you anymore, okay?"
"I admit that you are strong, but I still have a trump card. If we continue to fight, both sides will suffer losses. I will give you 10 million, and that's the end of it."
After hearing Xia Wen's words, Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile.
It is obviously impossible for this guy to just let it go. Once Xia Wen gets the upper hand, he will definitely strip him to pieces.
"Never mind, we will both lose, you don't deserve it!"
Chen Feng said coldly and kicked Xia Wen in the abdomen.
"I am going to kill you!"
Xia Wen let out a scream and flew backwards.
"Trample this bastard to death and cut his face into a turtle."
Wang Miaoke, who was tied up, screamed.
Who can bear it if his face is already disfigured and his face needs to be slashed several times?
"Do you really want to kill them all?"
Xia Wen's eyes were filled with resentment, and he almost shouted these words.
"We are enemies. If you say such things, you look stupid."
Chen Feng snorted coldly, holding a dagger in his hand.
The cold dagger was emitting an enticing cold light as he walked towards Xia Wen step by step.
Suddenly, a flash of fear flashed through Chen Feng's heart, and he swung the dagger back in his hand.
At this moment, a sword slashed across his back.
"Let him go and let you live."
This man is over fifty years old, has a deep voice, sharp eyes, and a goatee.
What is even more frightening is the killing intent in this person.
This faint murderous intention can only be felt by a cultivator like Chen Feng.
This person is not weak in strength.
Although his realm is at the mid-prefecture level, his strength is comparable to that of the late prefecture-level.
"What do you think I was saying to you just now? I'm telling you all this just to delay time. My support has arrived and you're done!"
Xia Wen laughed crazily, with cruelty in his eyes.
"He is a senior of the Sword Emperor Sect, and he is much stronger than the one you killed last time."
"oh?
Is it very strong? I don’t think so.”
"Hmph, let's see how stubborn you can be. If you can win, I will kneel down and call you grandpa."
"Senior, please kill this person. He is Chen Feng, the life and death enemy of our Sword Emperor Sect and the Xia family."
Xia Wen hugged the old man.
The old man squinted his eyes and stared at Chen Feng with his turbid and sharp eyes.
"Boy, I'm going to cut off your head to avenge the deaths of those who died in our Sword Emperor Sect."
"If you want to fight, just fight. Come on quickly, don't be whiny!"
"And you, please wait to be called me."
Chen Feng snorted coldly, clenched his fists, and showed a fighting spirit in his eyes.
"To deal with you, three punches at most!"
"Arrogant, let's see how I kill you."
The old man's face was gloomy, his hands turned into claws, and he attacked Chen Feng's lower three routes.