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Arvin came up aggressively, and Feng Chen turned a blind eye to it. When he was about three meters away from Feng Chen, Feng Chen grinned. His smile was seen by the young man, and his scalp was tingling.

Suddenly, Feng Chen moved.

Extending his right hand and patting on the table, the pen on the table bounced off the table with Feng Feng's strong reaction force, about twenty centimeters from the table, and then waved backhand.

"Whizzing!"

A burst of air broke out, and an afterimage flashed across everyone's eyes and disappeared.

Then I heard a soft bang.

The pen was easily and accurately inserted into Arvin's heart.

Arvin lowered his head, his eyes were weak for a while, he looked at the pen on his heart, opened his mouth and made no sound, then fell straight down.

"boom!"

When Arvin fell down, he trembled with a strong vibration when he hit the ground.

Originally, the young man and the military officer Zhang Si looked at Awen who came forward. Both of them and everyone thought that Awen had made a move, and they must have captured it. They were mocking and mocking Feng Chen in their hearts, but they did not expect that it would be contrary to their wishes.

The young master and the army officer Zhang Si and the remaining members of the gang in the hall conference room stared straight down at Arvin's chest, the pen was inserted straight on it, the pupils had turned white, and Arvin's chest was there The red gradually overflowed, soaking into Arvin's clothes.

Suddenly, everyone in the conference room hall became cold and cold, all of the young master Zhang Si.

"You ..." Qing Ye stared at Feng Chen in horror, but he didn't respond for a long time. It was only a few seconds. It can't be overstated to use electric light flint. He died in the hands of Feng Chen, and in front of himself.

"Qing helped everyone obey orders and killed me ..." Qing Ye's face was full of blue muscles, the flames rose in his heart, his face rose red, and he yelled at everyone.

Although Qingye and everyone present didn't understand what was happening in front of him, there was only one thought in Qingye's mind, that Feng Chen must die and his life must be paid.

Zhang Si and the members of the Qing Gang heard the decisive orders of Qing Ye, especially Zhang Si, took the gun in his hand, put the index finger on the trigger, and bent decisively.

"boom!"

A gunshot sounded from the conference hall, ringing throughout the hall conference room.

Pulling the trigger Zhang Si, he believed that his marksmanship could seal Feng Chen with a single shot and directly blast his temples. At this moment, a very bright smile appeared on his face.

However, in the next second, his smile ceased, and the stop was not very appropriate. It should be said that his smile was frozen.

"Humph!"

Feng Chen gave a cold hum, without looking at Zhang Si. He stretched out his index finger and **** leisurely, sandwiched the bullet blasted out of Zhang Si's gun between the index finger and middle finger, and then threw it at Zhang Siyi.

The bullet trapped by Feng Chen's **** broke through Zhang Si's eyebrow without dragging, and at the same time, the bright red blood spilled out.

The military division Zhang Si's right hand holding the pistol drooped weakly, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground. He stared at Feng Chen with all his eyes, his eyes were shocked, and he did not even know how he died.

Then, just like the previous Arvin, his head went straight down, and the ground was bright red.

"kill!"

The members of the Qing Gang did not know who yelled. Dozens of members of the Qing Gang reacted from the shock and hurried towards Feng Chen.

"court death!"

Feng Chen is not a man who innocently kills innocent people, but he does not offend me and I do not offend. He knows better than anyone else. If you want to kill me, then you must be well aware of being killed.

After speaking, the dust on the chair suddenly became blurred. Suddenly, he spun up, and the whole person continued to rise like a leaf. At the same time, the two hands kept whispering, and the blades struck from their hands. Out.

This is not the end. At the same time when the blade is hit, a bunch of fist-sized fireballs also appear.

Dozens of members of the gang surrounded themselves like the death of a sword. They have to say that life is too fragile. The members of the gang have no resistance to the blade and have not left any corpses. Under the burning of the fireball, it was directly turned into ashes, saying goodbye to the world one after another.

Qingye looked at the scene in front of him, completely shocked, completely stunned, the boss with open mouth, in addition to his face was incredible or incredible.

There was blood everywhere, and the whole conference hall was like hell. He had forgotten how the soldier Zhang Si died, he forgot how Feng Chen caught the bullets, and how he forgot the members of the gang. Dead, how did this fireball appear?

How can there be such a person in the world? Is he still human? How could there be such a killing method? And fireball?

After a few minutes, Feng Chen's originally blurred figure became clear again, still sitting in a chair, looking at Qing Ye slightly, smiling.

Dozens of members of the youth gang in the conference hall have disappeared and the body has not been left, let alone the body has not been left, even a trace of blood has not been left, all of them have been turned into ashes, and no trace of them can be found. trace.

As if nothing had happened in the previous conference hall, it was harmonious and calm.

This is the murder without leaving a trace.

"You ...!" Feng Chen's decisive decisiveness made the unshaven young man tremble, and pointed at Feng Chen with a feverish expression. He had never seen any scene, but this scene was the first Once he saw him, he was deeply stunned.

Before, when he was not retreating from the rivers and lakes, everyone who knew him had said that he was a murderer, and that he would rather offend the king than the youth of his gang, but until today he finally understood what it was. Murderer.

Comparing himself to others, he was nothing, and he didn't even match shoes to others, but at this moment he could not think of it, and his brain was blank.

"Tell me, why did you arrange for someone to kill me?"

Feng Chen tapped the table with his hand, staring at the daze who was still in a daze, his eyes staring directly at the mind of the young man.

"I ..." Qingye's lips slightly opened, and he subconsciously glanced at the hall. The gun in his hand was not held, and fell to the ground.

He only said a word in his mouth, and he felt a little shivering, and his body became cold for a while.

He was scared. He never felt scared. He also felt scared.

The young man in front of him was not a man, but a devil.