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Chapter 185 Who Just Fighted Here
"That shot was actually fired by Wu Dalang?" Leng Feng's body trembled violently again, and a daze flashed in his eyes.

He rushed towards the last killer, but at that moment, a bone-deep chill surged into his heart, and he rolled over without hesitation, but the bullet still left a deep bloodstain on his arm.

I am the king of the underground world, and I can't remember how many times I was born and died. An injury like this is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary, but why did I stand there for a long time because of the great fear.

Yes, it was because of the sniper's sniper technique, the angle and trajectory of the bullet that he was most familiar with, and he felt that it was impossible for a dead person to shoot that shot, so he had such fear.

This seemed to be a joke. Because Han Zhenwu blocked the bullet for him, he came to Jiangbei with a sense of gratitude. He wanted to protect Han Zhenwu's sister, but now Han Zhenwu not only survived, but also wanted to shoot himself.

What is this for? Why did Han Zhenwu not die? Why did he shoot himself? In the last battle that year, because of the traitor's betrayal, he almost wiped out his entire army. Could it be that this traitor was...

"No... This is absolutely impossible... Absolutely impossible..." Leng Feng yelled hysterically again, while the veins in his hands were bulging, a bewitching red flashed in his eyes.

"Satan, I know you don't believe it, but this is an iron-clad fact. You have to face it correctly. Find Han Zhenwu and find out whether the events of the year have anything to do with Han Zhenwu..." Wei Siwu calmly reminded Han Zhenwu. maple.

Leng Feng was panting heavily, and the violent murderous aura surging between his chest and abdomen gradually calmed down, and his gaze returned to normal.

"Drink..." Leng Feng picked up the glass, touched Wei Siwu, then drank the wine in one gulp, followed by another glass.

Wei Siwu knew that when he came to such a judgment, he behaved even worse than Leng Feng. The news that Han Zhenwu was not dead was really too shocking, and Leng Feng needed time to accept it, so he sighed and silently accompanied Leng Feng to drink With wine.

There was a sound of high heels, and a bright and attractive young woman walked into the food stall.

The young woman looks like she is 27 or 1.6 years old, and her height of [-] meters makes her look graceful and graceful. The youthful and charming atmosphere exuded from her body perfectly combines together, which makes this food stall even more bright. stand up.

Her hair was coiled up high, displaying her swan-like neck in front of Leng Feng and Wei Siwu to her heart's content, her towering breasts stretched the silk top tightly, every ups and downs of her breasts, there was a trace of A strange temptation.

Under the slender waist, the trousers outlined the slender and straight legs particularly alluringly.

"Boss, let's have a few skewers and a bottle of beer." The young woman seemed to have deep thoughts and greeted the boss.

While waiting for the food to be served, the young woman seemed a little weird that there was only Leng Feng at the table in such a big stall, her beautiful eyes fell on Leng Feng and Wei Siwu from time to time.

When the young woman's eyes fell on Leng Feng for the third time, Leng Feng laughed, walked to the young woman's table swaggeringly, sat down beside her, held up her delicate chin, and looked provocatively, It landed on the young woman's flamboyant and pretty face: "Beauty, have you taken a fancy to me, or, let's go find a hotel, talk about ideals, and talk about life."

"Boring..." The young woman shook her head violently, shook off Leng Feng's fingers, and said with a cold face.

"The long night is a bit boring, so we need to use each other to fill each other's emptiness." But Leng Feng said again, with eyes full of aggression, as if to tear off the young woman's clothes.

The young woman couldn't resist Leng Feng's presumptuous gaze, and frowned directly into a Sichuan character. She just thought of her own identity, but forcibly suppressed the idea of ​​doing something. Instead, she opened Leng Feng's hand and walked away.

"Who's fighting? Who's fighting here just now..." A cold voice rang out, and Leng Feng, who was already drowsy, turned his head and saw Yang Xiruo leading two policemen into the stall.

"Why is this bastard..." After seeing Leng Feng, Yang Xiruo's heart beat violently twice, and he clenched his fists tightly.

That day in the hotel, in exchange, Yang Xiruo dedicated himself to Leng Feng. After that joyful experience, Yang Xiruo felt that Leng Feng's name was engraved in every cell of his body.

But thinking that Leng Feng is Han Yueying's husband and she is Han Yueying's best friend, Yang Xiruo feels guilty. During this period of time, she has been deliberately avoiding Han Yueying and Leng Feng. Maple two people.

Han Yueying never thought that she would see Leng Feng here, especially after seeing Leng Feng drowsy from drinking, her heart felt even more complicated.

"Sister Xiruo..." Leng Feng stood up staggeringly, then staggered to Yang Xiruo's side, stretched out his hand to hold Yang Xiruo's hand: "Did you miss me? I miss you too."

"Leng Feng..." Yang Xiruo's willow eyebrows immediately stood up: "Pay attention to your words, I'm asking you who was fighting just now."

"It's me..." Leng Feng still said with a smile: "I think those boys are not pleasing to the eye, so I beat them, no... no problem."

"No problem." Yang Xiruo patted Leng Feng's hand aside without hesitation: "I tell you, if you do this again, I will definitely arrest you."

"What do you mean?" Leng Feng stared blankly at Yang Xiruo.

"I said, for Han Yueying's sake, I'll let you go today." Yang Xiruo looked at Leng Feng directly: "But this is not an example. If you commit crimes into my hands again, I will definitely arrest you." .”

After saying this, Yang Xiruo turned around and left, giving Leng Feng a beautiful back view.

"Go, why don't you go, anyway, grandpa doesn't care for me, grandma doesn't love me, if you all leave, I'll be quiet." Leng Feng couldn't understand why Yang Xiruo had such an attitude, but he was hysterical roared such a sentence.

Yang Xiruo, who had already walked two or three steps, paused. She could hear the unwillingness and grievance in Leng Feng's heart, and wanted to ask what happened to Leng Feng, but at this moment, Han Yueying was getting more and more in Leng Feng's mind. The bigger it was, finally, Yang Xiruo raised his foot again.

"Bastard..." The next day, Leng Feng, who had a splitting headache, walked out of the parking lot. When he saw Shen Huaqing standing at the gate of the Pearl Group with a bouquet of roses in his arms, he seemed to be waiting for something with a gentle face. Man, a violent air suddenly rose in his heart.

(End of this chapter)