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Chapter 11 Is This Still Human?
At the last moment, seeing that he couldn't dodge, he burst out with all his strength and jumped up vigorously.

Whoosh!
His whole body was like an arrow flying from the string. Under the driver's surprised eyes, he quickly crossed the front and roof of the car, more than two feet away, and easily landed behind the car.

The BMW stuck to his feet and crashed into the isolation belt next to him like lightning.

boom!
Amidst the deafening sound, the front of the car twisted instantly, debris flew around, and a puff of black smoke rose.

Outside, Zhang Feng stood firm, looked at the smoking car with a sullen face, and frowned. Why did he feel that the car hit him on purpose?

In the car, the driver raised his head. Even with the airbag, his forehead was still full of blood and his head was dizzy.

Glancing at the twisted front of the car, there was no one there.

"How could he escape!"

The driver opened his mouth wide. He remembered what happened just now, and his heart was turbulent. Someone could jump so high and avoid his impact.

Could this guy be a high jumper?

Otherwise, how could it be possible to jump up and escape?

He picked up his phone and sent a message.

"Mission failed, target dodged."

Not far away, on a luxury car, sat a handsome young man in the back seat, his eyes were slightly narrow and elongated, exuding a coquettish air.

There was an ice-cold arc at the corner of his mouth, thinking about the news he got yesterday, he couldn't help burning with anger.

Lin Suya, that bitch, always pretended to be aloof, dismissing his pursuits, and turned around with a poor dick.

Isn't that slapping him in the face?

As the eldest son of the Xiao family, he has tens of billions of property in his hands. Whether it's family background, appearance, or talent, how can he be inferior to a poor dick who delivers food?
"Zhang Feng, Lin Suya is something you can touch, let me abolish you this time, let's see how you can get in touch with Lin Suya."

A sneer appeared on his fair face.

With just a little money, he can cause a traffic accident and get rid of Zhang Feng, an ant.

"Lin Suya, you will receive the news of his car accident soon."

Ding!
There was a message on the phone, and he glanced at it, and the sneer on his face suddenly froze, adding a layer of haze.

"You can't do this well, you trash."

He threw the phone out and said coldly: "Start to implement the second plan. If you don't teach him a lesson, do you really think my woman is easy to touch?"

"Yes, Young Master Xiao."

The driver of the car in front replied respectfully and sent another message.

The driver glanced at the news, coughed and climbed out of the car, and caught a glimpse of the person standing behind the car, his pupils constricted, but he was unscathed.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and call 120 for me!"

The driver's face was covered in blood.

He also needs to be responsible for holding this person down and preparing for the next plan.

That master likes to strategize, this kid escapes one disaster, but cannot escape the next disaster.

Zhang Feng was already angry, seeing that this guy dared to order him, he was immediately not interested in staying to help.

"You are not dead yet, call yourself!"

After speaking, he turned around and left.

"Fuck, does this kid have any sympathy?"

The driver cursed secretly, quickly took out his mobile phone, and sent a message: "The target leaves to the east."

Xiao Mu had only walked a hundred meters before he heard the roar of motorcycles, there were quite a few of them rushing towards them roaring from a distance.

"Speeders, don't fall to your death."

Cursed inwardly, and then the screeching sound of brakes sounded.

He was shocked to find that these guys turned and rushed towards him.

"Nima!"

He instantly remembered Lin Suya's reminder that if he didn't know that he was being targeted at this time, he would be a fool.

If the BMW just now could have been an accident, then these dozen or so motorcycles could not have been for him to play with.

Buzz!

The motorcycle roared over and seemed to want to hit him.

Zhang Feng could only quickly hide to the green belt next to him, forcing the motorcycles to stop.

"Just break his hands!"

The leader was tall, with playful eyes, said something coldly, and got out of the car with a baseball bat.

Zhang Feng's anger exploded, so what is he a baseball bat? Does Lao Tzu have any grudges against this thing?
In the next second, he found that someone had pulled out steel bars and switchblades, and his scalp felt numb.

He turned and ran, and the fool stayed.

Swords have no eyes, even if he wins, he may be suspected of fighting.

Woo!
Amidst the huge roar, a motorcycle flew directly over, blocking his retreat.

This clearly does not want him to go!

Zhang Feng frowned, but calmed down instead, and turned to look at the people surrounding him.

"Who told you to come?"

"If you can't afford to offend someone, honestly let us break your arm, so you can save yourself some suffering."

The leader has a strong body and fierce eyes, but wearing a helmet, he cannot see his face clearly.

Everyone is like this, obviously prepared.

"Who do you think you are, and let me be honestly interrupted by you?"

Zhang Feng showed a sarcasm, and glanced left and right. The monitor did not turn on the light, and it seemed to be broken.

The person who made the move is so impenetrable!
In this case, if something happens to him, it will be difficult for anyone to help him for a while.

However, it is also convenient for him.

"Lin Suya, you are really a disaster, I was dragged into a whirlpool by you!"

Zhang Feng muttered, and when he stepped out, the soil on the ground was actually left deep footprints by him.

He took the initiative to rush towards the sneering leader, so fast that he could only see a shadow, like a ghost.

Bang!
Before he could react, he landed a punch on the strong man's chest.

Click!

His chest suddenly sunken, and this awesome guy flew out screaming.

He only felt a bull-like force rushing in, flying up uncontrollably, knocking down several companions one after another.

Knock someone away with one punch!
The other people holding various weapons were all shocked.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes. A person who weighs nearly two hundred catties just flew away like this?
Is this a monster?
Are you mistaken, their boss is not a rag doll, he weighs nearly two hundred catties.

"what!"

Someone screamed again, and Zhang Feng backhanded him so that he fell into Wannianqing next to him, vomiting blood from his mouth.

"Cao Nima, hurry up!"

As expected of his rough skin and thick flesh, the strong man fell to the ground and cursed after taking a breath.

However, he had a broken chest and couldn't stand up at all, so he could only order others.

"Come on, I want to vent a bit today."

Zhang Feng's eyes were extremely cold, and he raised his hand to catch a steel bar. Apart from the pain in the palm of his hand, there was not much damage.

With a fierce expression on his face, he grabbed the steel bar, snatched it, and threw it on the opponent's head in turn.

Bang!
The helmet was instantly shattered, and the whole person was smashed to the ground.

A bloodstain immediately appeared on the head. If it weren't for the helmet, Zhang Feng's head would probably explode with this blow.

Glancing at the deformed steel bars, Zhang Feng was amazed at his own strength.

He retained his rationality and did not dare to hit people with this thing, he was really afraid of killing people.

With this hesitation, a large number of baseball bats and steel bars fell on his body and head.

Bang bang bang!
His clothes were broken, but a powerful counter-shock force broke many baseball bats on the spot.

"Damn it, this man is not made of copper and iron!"

"Nimma, I feel like I've been hit on a rock."

"Is he still human?"

Many people held their numb wrists and backed away in horror.

Zhang Feng grabbed a baseball bat that was still about to sneak attack, took it over, twisted his hands, and broke it with a click.

Everyone was silent like cicadas, chilled all over, and a cold air rushed from the back to the forehead.

What kind of terrifying strength is this, breaking a baseball bat with bare hands?
"You like hitting people with this thing, don't you?"

Zhang Feng grinned grimly, stepped forward and kicked a guy away.

He picked up a baseball bat, hit each of them on the head, and the helmet exploded on the spot, bleeding profusely.

If it was hit on the body, the bones would be broken and the pain would break into the heart.

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ps: Rolling around asking for tickets...

I recommend a book "I Draw Red Envelopes in Ten Thousand Worlds". The name of this book is also inspired by this title, but it is infinite flow in ten thousand worlds.

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