the world is at stake

No... it was really deaf, stupid, and comatose.

Zhou Qingfeng covered his ears and shut his mouth tightly, avoiding the power of the loud noise far away.The enemy squatting outside did not escape at all. After the explosion, they were shocked and fell down, their lungs were displaced, and their seven orifices were bleeding.

The peak of the loud noise is less than half a second.The shock had not stopped, and when it was difficult for others to react, Zhou Qingfeng rushed out of the bedroom with a gun, although his chest was aching.

Outside the bedroom, thick smoke from the shock bomb obscured the view.A figure far away was stumbling and running out while leaning on the corner of the wall. Although he couldn't see clearly, Zhou Qingfeng captured the sound of his footsteps.

Relying on the sound positioning of the ears, the gunshots sounded, the muzzle of the P226 jumped briskly, and the shell casings flew out of the ejection window.

Because he couldn't see clearly, he could only shoot roughly. The first shot missed, but the second shot hit the target's thigh, causing screams.The cry could not have been clearer, and the third bullet was fired right into the target's open mouth.

Katya squatted behind the wine cabinet, gritting her teeth to stabilize her emotions.But every time the gun was fired, she still couldn't help trembling in her heart.The situation turned around so quickly that people were completely unprepared.

The Foundation employee who was shot fell right in front of her. The bullet pierced through the skin, causing the head to deform, and then shattered the lower jaw.

Blood, bones, and rotten flesh were scattered all over the ground.

The man was not dead, he was still screaming after rushing to the wine cabinet.Although he lost his tongue, his bloody throat was making a gurgling sound.

Subsequent bullets were fired towards the wine cabinet, hitting bottles filled with whiskey or brandy one after another.The glass wine bottle exploded into thousands of fragments, bursting open one after another.

Kajia couldn't stay behind the wine cabinet at all, she could only put her hands on the ground and crawl on the ground quickly.But after she crawled twice, someone grabbed her calf suddenly.

Looking back, it was a Foundation employee who had been shot in the jaw.His whole face was covered with blood, and he reached out to grab Katya's calf, his eyes full of despair and pleading.

He wants to live, wants to escape the abyss of death.But Katya couldn't save him, so he could only break free from his palm with a kick and continue to crawl towards the kitchen.The kitchen is connected to the backyard, so it should be safe to escape.

The bullet continued to penetrate the wine cabinet and hit the employee who was shot in the chest, knowing his life thoroughly.

Katya glanced back when she ran to the kitchen, and the mutilated bloody face of the deceased was deeply imprinted in her mind.Now she understood the words of another employee deeply—that guy was a monster.

P226 emptied fifteen rounds and stopped slightly.In the smoky living room came the sound of magazines being unloaded and reloaded.The monotonous voice is calm and steady.

After a while, Zhou Qingfeng walked around the wine cabinet with guns in both hands.

He first saw the corpses shot several times on the ground, and a line of bloody footprints running towards the kitchen.After he chased after him, the bloody footprints disappeared in the backyard, and at the same time, the sound of the engine starting came from the direction of the garage.

The garage is just off the kitchen side, and the muzzle of the P226 turns right away.A round of bullets spewed out of the gun, piercing the wooden wall and shooting towards the garage.

The bullet hit the car body, and there was the sound of metal impact and broken windows.But even louder is the vehicle smashing open the garage door, and at the same time the accelerator is pressed to the bottom to bring the engine roar.

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't see the condition of the garage, so he could only shoot blindly to empty another magazine.When he was reloading, the vehicle rushing out of the garage hit the trash can outside the villa, made a forced turn and quickly moved away.

In such a fierce shootout, the police would have rushed here as long as they were not deaf.

Zhou Qingfeng gave up chasing and killing, and returned to the bedroom where he was bound. He picked up Feng Ke who was still sitting in the wheelchair, and casually shot and killed the other three Foundation employees who were still in a daze. After a simple search of the villa, he quickly evacuate.

At the same time, the siren of the police car was approaching from a distance, approaching rapidly from a few blocks away.

Katya's head and face were bloodstained by broken glass. She grabbed the steering wheel and drove the bruised 'Tesla' to another direction.

As the car drove, Katya kept murmuring, "Victor, Victor... Where did you come from? I really can't underestimate you."

Chapter 069 Road Encounters

Security in rich areas is different.

Zhou Qingfeng dragged Feng Ke out, and there were already a few evasive figures approaching with guns outside.To prevent exposure, he found Katya's stockings in the villa and put them on his head before he dared to go out.

Across the fence of the villa, a white security guard held a gun in one hand and directed his companions behind him to surround the backyard.Rich neighborhoods pay enough taxes to make them de facto neighborhood cops.

The security personnel were about to disperse, but there was a gunshot behind the fence, and the white security guard in command suddenly hugged his legs and screamed.The companion behind him immediately stopped detouring and instead chose to retreat to seek cover.

The white man who was shot yelled, dropped the gun in his hand, pawed the ground with both hands, and wanted to retreat even if he was rolling and crawling.But before he could move far, there was severe pain from the wound on his thigh, and the miserable sound reappeared.

The white man turned over in pain, only to see a half-naked man coming out of the villa, a big foot of more than forty yards stepped on his wound, and the gun was still pointed at his head.

"No...!" the white man raised his hands and shouted in despair.

"Where is your car?"

The half-naked man shouted and asked, shooting at other security guards who had dispersed.Under the street lights, he shot quite accurately.The bullets are fired around the target, and the debris of the wall corners, flower beds, tree trunks and other shelters fly around.

The other security guards lowered their heads and shrunk their necks, squatting or lying down, feeling as if they were pointed at the head by 'Gatling', and had no intention of showing their heads at all.

"The 'Tesla' on the side of the road is my car. You can drive away with the key on."

The white man who was shot saw the hope of living and spoke extremely fast.He even helped shout to his companions: "Don't shoot, let this gentleman go."

Zhou Qingfeng, who walked out of the villa, maintained fire suppression, stared sideways at the security personnel, and carefully boarded a 'Tesla' on the side of the road.

Feng Ke, who was grabbed by him, seemed to be paralyzed, his head drooped and he was dragged away, yelling 'help me, save me' in his mouth.

The white man who was shot found that his opponent was still carrying an adult who weighed more than a hundred catties.From shooting to suppressing firepower, the burden of more than 100 kilograms did not cause any sense of burden.

"Is this still a human? It's a bit outrageous to be strong." Seeing that his opponent was always vigilant and sharp, the white man gave up any thought of fighting back, and simply lay down on the ground and waited for rescue.

I can't afford it, I can only lie flat.

The door of the 'Tesla' was closed, and the electric motor drove away from the block smoothly with a slight sound.

Only half a minute later, the neighborhood police who received the call came by car and saw the scene of the gun battle all over the place, and asked in surprise, "What happened? Are gangs fighting?"

"Yes, very vicious gangsters. We can't handle it at all." The injured white security guard cried out heartbreakingly, "Call an ambulance, I was shot, I have insurance."

The 'Tesla' was abandoned by Zhou Qingfeng on the side of the road after driving for two blocks.He repeated his tricks and hijacked vehicles along the way.Couples driving, housewives shopping, and middle-class people off work are all his targets.

The last person kidnapped was an old man.

He also politely apologized to the other party during his escape, "I'm sorry, old sir. This must have affected your mood tonight. I will try not to cause too much trouble, and I hope to get your understanding."

The hijacked old man was at least eighty years old. He tremblingly looked at Zhou Qingfeng who was driving fast, and then looked at Feng Ke who was like a dead dog in the back seat, and shook his head:

"It's all right, I don't care about the trouble anymore. I'll pray to God to forgive your sins."

"Are you going home?"

"Yes, I just visited my wife in the hospital. She has pneumonia and is in the ICU."

"I'm sorry again and hope your wife recovers quickly."

The old man sighed and shook his head.Instead, he paid more attention to Fun Ke, "Son, why did you gag this man?"

"To prevent him from asking you for help, or saying my name, then I'll have to get you out of the way too. It's not going to do us any good. By the way, may I ask you not to call the police afterward?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Feng Ke, and asked, "Are you going to kill this man?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"He funded illegal human trials with hundreds of millions of illegally obtained dollars. As far as I know, dozens of innocent people have died because of it.

The actual number of victims will only increase.I'm not a good guy, but this guy and the forces behind him are more evil.But the law can't punish him, so I have to do it. "

With his hands and feet tied and his mouth sealed, he could only wriggle and yell in the back seat, looking at the old white man in the passenger seat with pleading eyes, hoping that he would do something.

The old man looked at Funke for a while, then shook his head at Funke and said, "I believe what the kid said, because he is polite and honest. And you... you know that I am an old man who has no ability to resist, but you still ask me for help. This kind of Selfish behavior is like the devil."

Funk stared wide-eyed in the back seat, his mind was in a daze.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced in the rearview mirror, dumbfounded.He looked at the old man beside him again, and asked tentatively, "Old man, can you do me a favor?"

"Go ahead."

"Should you live alone now?"

"Yes."

"I want to kidnap you, occupy your house and stay away from the police."

Insatiable!

The old man was confused, he had never seen such a polite and polite kidnapper.If all the kidnappers were like this, the world would be much more peaceful.

"I can't seem to say no."

"No, you can."

"No, no, you come to my house. If the police ask about it afterwards, I will tell them that this is to prevent you from disturbing the peace of other families. I am old anyway, as long as you don't make my house too dirty."

"Don't worry, I'm also a clean person."

Very peaceful kidnapping, good guys on both sides.

The old man gave the address of his home, which was also a very ordinary suburban villa—the suburban villas of Yankees basically looked the same.Two or three-story wooden structures are cheap to build and fast to build.

The 'Tesla' drove safely into the garage of the villa, Zhou Qingfeng dragged Funke out of the car, and entered the living room with the old man.

The old man also asked: "Son, if you want to tie me up, please tie me up on the rocking chair near the TV. It's convenient for me to rest."

"You are really reasonable. In order to prevent accidents from happening, I really need to put some restrictions on you. But you don't need to be tied up, I have handcuffs." Zhou Qingfeng got a lot of good things here and there from the employees of the foundation.

The fireplace in the living room was burning and the heater was on high.

The old man was allowed to go to the bathroom, and then sat comfortably in the rocking chair, covered with a blanket, so as not to fall asleep late at night and catch a cold.Zhou Qingfeng also helped him prepare the pills—the old man has many chronic diseases and must take them on time.

The food was also prepared and placed within reach of the old man.

Zhou Qingfeng handcuffed him with one hand, and went to turn on the TV for him, "I'll take this guy to the basement, it won't affect your life."

"No, I don't want to watch TV."

The old man stopped and said, "Son, you're pretty good. But I don't want to watch TV right now." He pointed to Funke who was thrown on the ground, "I want to see how you interrogate this guy, is that okay?"

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head, "Of course, this is your home. It's just..."

"Don't worry, no matter what I hear or see, I won't tell others." The old man patted his chest, "I'm old, but I haven't seen real torture and interrogation."

Feng Ke who was on the ground raised his head abruptly, his stunned expression condensed into one sentence: "Old man, who are we the devil?"

Chapter 070 'Trial'

Since the master wants to watch the excitement, Zhou Qingfeng doesn't care.So the three of them went into the basement of the villa and set up tables, chairs, snacks and the like.

American houses like to build a large basement, which is not only a pile of sundries, but also an important living space.For example, washing machines or sports equipment will be underground.

The old white man sat in his rocking chair and took nitroglycerin beforehand. After stabilizing his heart, he said, "Son, let's start. I'm ready."

Funk struggled with 'Wooooohoo' throughout the whole process.Judging from the expressions, they may be begging for mercy, cursing, or mourning.But Zhou Qingfeng didn't care about him, he just found a big tablecloth and spread it on the ground so as not to stain the ground.

After tearing off the cloth strip that strangled Funke's mouth, the guy immediately shouted out of breath, "Victor, don't do this. I'll give you all my property, enough for you to squander your entire life."

"Chen Zhizhong also said something similar to me, but he ended up with both husband and wife dead." Zhou Qingfeng threw down the cloth note, "Let's say something useful. You're going to die anyway, so don't hide it."

Feng Ke twisted his body and shouted at Zhou Qingfeng who was circling around him: "I have no hatred against you. Why do you have to die? I must be useful to you, you let me live, okay?"

Having experienced the gun battle in Kajia Villa, Feng Ke has seen Zhou Qingfeng's madness and violence, and the description of "killing without blinking an eye" could not be more appropriate.

Zhou Qingfeng can turn the tables in extreme predicaments, and can shoot any target without emotion.This mentality of treating passers-by as NPCs made Funke have no cards.

Funk's pleas were loud, but the basement of the villa perfectly concealed his cries.Only the old white man on the rocking chair raised some objections in a hoarse voice, "Can you...can speak English?"

The scene was instantly quiet.

A few seconds later, Funk yelled at the old man in English: "This is not acting. Do you know what this kid is going to do? He's going to kill me, he's really going to kill me.

An hour earlier, he had smashed the head of a white man into pieces and shot and killed several federal employees.Did you think he was joking?He really is an extremely dangerous criminal. "

The old man looked at Zhou Qingfeng again.

Zhou Qingfeng spread his hands, "This man is right. But you can continue to ask, why did I kill him? Ask him what he has done?

Just like, I am the prosecutor, you are the judge, and he is the criminal.I give him the right to defend himself, and you decide whether he should die or not? "

Whoops!

The old man supported the rocking chair with both hands, blinked his eyes, and suddenly twisted his body excitedly, and said, "I'm going to be a judge? It's really a novel experience, very interesting. Do you really want me to decide this person's life or death?"

Uncle Zhou nodded, "It's not too bad."

"Tonight is getting more and more interesting." The old man used his hand as a gavel, slapped the rocking chair, pointed at Funk and said, "Suspect, you can start defending yourself."

Funk looked dull, looked at the old man on the rocking chair after a while, and said, "Are you crazy? You were kidnapped by this kid, and you actually... listen to his arrangement and play court games?"

But the old man got into the show very quickly, and turned his head to suggest to Zhou Qingfeng: "Are we still short of juries and lawyers? The neighbors around my house should be willing to participate."

Uncle Zhou kept a straight face, expressionless.

The old man then gave up and slapped the 'gavel' again, "Suspect, don't waste time, start making statements."

Feng Ke turned around with a fat face, looking at the old man, then at Zhou Qingfeng.The light in the basement was just above his head, and his life and death fell on the two guys who were so leisurely and out of tune so ridiculously.

"What do you... want me to say?"

"Let's start with your first experience." Zhou Qingfeng also found a chair and sat down, "This place is very safe, we have plenty of time."

Funk had no choice at all, he could only sit down slumped, swallowed a few times to moisten his throat, and said, "Okay, let's start from the beginning.