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It turned out that while Li Jingzhi made his move, Hua Zhenxing also threw a punch without saying a word.This time, Wang Fengshou was too late to take precautions, and his fist was hitting his left cheek.

Although Manman didn't know why they suddenly started fighting, but seeing Huazhen's move, she didn't hesitate to help, her hands were vacant, similar to what Wang Fengshou just used, but with a smaller range, closer distance, Control is more subtle.Of course, the broken house leaked rain, and the wet mud under Wang Fengshou's feet suddenly turned into mud, sinking his right foot into it.

Wang Fengshou immediately pulled out his right leg, and the soil cracked and splashed, but he lost his center of gravity and was knocked down by Hua Zhenxing.

That is to say, he has a good body, and the other two didn't kill him, so I'm afraid they will explain it immediately.Wang Fengshou fell to the ground, Hua Zhenxing followed and stomped his left shoulder, and Li Jingzhi also stomped his right shoulder.Manman pushed harder, the soil softened, and buried most of his chest-down body in it.

Although Wang Fengshou was a monk of the Four Realms, within such a close distance, Li Jingzhi, Hua Zhenxing, and Manman made a sneak attack together, and they were tidied up and docile, and suffered a solid beating.

Wang Fengshou didn't struggle any more, and he didn't make any extra moves. He hugged his head and shouted, "I was wrong, I was wrong! Big jar, little junior brother, be merciful at your feet..."

The big tank is Li Jingzhi's nickname for the straw shoes, such as the big gold, the big shell, and the big harvest.After shouting a few words, his voice became weaker and weaker, and he seemed to have fallen asleep inexplicably.

Manman's hands are really fast, he has already taken out the small bottle from Huazhenxing's pocket, and repeated the old trick of Losing Immortals, so that Wang Fengshou, a master, has no chance of resisting, and Huazhenxing and Li Jing Zhi was a little dumbfounded.

Chapter 081 Paper Airplane

Wang Fengshou only fell into a coma for less than a minute, and was then forcibly awakened by Hua Zhenxing. As expected of a monk in the four realms, he did not lose his memory or enter a sleepy state, but was a little dizzy.The emergency lights were off, and when he raised his head, he first sensed a tree branch lying on the ground not far away, but his body hadn't sunk into the ground.

He turned over with his hands on the ground and sat up, only to see Li Jingzhi lit a cigarette, and the faint red light was bright and dim.The other three people in the room just stared at him like that. No one mentioned the use of the Mi Xian San just now. Hua Zhenxing said, "Senior brother, don't you realize there is something wrong?"

Wang Fengshou: "There is a problem, there is a big problem with my approach! I was wrong, I admit it!"

Hua Zhenxing: "It's not your problem, it's the Golden Gang's problem, think about your intelligence in another place." He reached out his hand and pulled him up as he spoke.

Li Jingzhi also said: "If you make a mistake, you must make up for it. The matter is not over yet."

Manman: "What are you talking about?"

Hua Zhenxing whispered: "We are talking about the gun god, since he came to Fesuo port, what is the purpose?"

Wang Fengshou shivered, the muddy water on his body slipped off, his clothes and face became clean again, he also reacted, frowning and said: "If the gun god really returned to Fesuo port, but he didn't show up tonight, and again what sense?"

Li Jingzhi: "Since you are so smart, who should you ask?"

Wang Fengshou suddenly slapped his thigh: "He didn't come to deal with us, it was Boris who invited him to deal with Locke!"

As if to wake up the dreamer, Hua Zhenxing immediately responded: "As long as Locke is killed, everything in the Golden Gang belongs to Boris."

Manman wondered: "The Golden Gang has been destroyed by you."

84 members of the Golden Gang were captured alive today, and all of them were disarmed. It can be said that the main force has been wiped out.Although Boris and others are still there, judging from the results, the destruction of the Golden Gang is inevitable.

Li Jingzhi narrowed his eyes and said, "Boris doesn't care about the Golden Gang at all, he only cares about what he can get after killing Locke. We all know that the account of the Golden Gang has earned at least 300 million gold in the past few days! "

Wang Fengshou said in a very affirmative tone: "Yes, that is his real goal! With that money, he is still staying in Fesuo Port as the head of some golden gang, where can't he be handsome?"

Li Jingzhi: "If he wants to do something with Locke, tonight is the best chance. After dawn, there will be a major chaos in Feiso Port, and I'm afraid no one will notice him."

Wang Fengshou: "Are we going to cut him off?"

Hua Zhenxing shook his head and said: "No, we have to find Locke quickly, we can't let the gun god kill him. If we can't incorporate the Golden Gang and control the Kelin District in the shortest time, we will be in big trouble, and saving Locke is the fastest way. Good way."

Wang Fengshou: "Go to save Locke? Let the gun god kill him, and then we'll clean up the gun god and Boris, isn't it better? In this way, the Golden Gang will be completely disintegrated!"

Hua Zhenxing turned around and left: "Quick, we have to rush over immediately! Mr. Li, you should arrange someone to monitor over there, let them pay attention to safety, stay away, just monitor the movement, and don't do anything by yourself."

What else Wang Fengshou wanted to say, Li Jingzhi said categorically: "Listen to Xiaohua! Great harvest, from now on you don't have to make up your own mind."

Of course, Manman left with Huazhenxing. On the way, Li Jingzhi used the walkie-talkie to set up tasks and inquired about the situation. He learned that Locke did not leave Jindianxing today and should be sleeping on the second floor.

Jin Dianxing is staffed by night watchers, and the two night watchmen slept in the hall on the first floor with weapons.The manager, Pengkang, also got himself a place to rest on the second floor, with a bedroom, a living room and a separate bathroom, just like a very comfortable apartment, but he didn't live here after it was done.

Locke is the oldest employee of Jindianxing, and he is also the backbone of the business who masters core technologies. He often works overtime until late, so Pengkang "lent" the lounge to him.Locke sometimes goes back to his apartment, and sometimes spends the night in Jindianxing. He has the greatest degree of freedom. After all, this pawnshop will not be able to play without him.

This is the information known to outsiders, but in fact it was Locke who asked Pengkang to set up a residence for himself on the second floor of Jindianxing, and he lived here when he didn't want to go back to the apartment.Li Jingzhi already knew Locke's identity, and of course he would send people around to monitor him, but he couldn't enter the interior of Jindianxing.

In his sleep, Locke seemed to hear the dull sound of rolling thunder, which was very far away, and it became unusually low when it reached his ears.He woke up immediately, feeling inexplicably heart palpitations, got dressed and got out of bed and went to the outside living room. Without turning on the light, he sat down in the dark, picked up a piece of paper and started to fold the plane.

One of his hobbies is origami airplanes, which is somewhat strange. He is such an adult and likes things for children.There is a stack of brand-new A4 paper on the table. This is his habit. Whether it is in his apartment or the workbench downstairs, he always puts a stack of A4 paper so that he can access it at any time, but he never origami airplane in front of others.

Behind Locke is a bookshelf full of paper airplanes, all folded when he was alone.His life is very low-key, like a lone wolf hiding in a cave. He has a kind of restraint and caution engraved in his bones. It's not that he doesn't know how to enjoy it. For example, he has "discovered" women like Kelly around him, but he Never sleep with them.

Sleeping and sleeping are two concepts, and he never leaves anyone by his side for the night.

His movements are very fast, his fingers are very flexible, and he is very stable. In the dark, he folded paper planes one after another. Today, the paper planes folded are all with pointed heads and slender shapes.With the steady movement and rhythm, his emotions seemed to have also stabilized, dispelling the feeling of palpitations just now.

Folding, folding, he couldn't help thinking of her again, she should be doing fine now.She was the one who taught him how to origami paper airplanes. The two used the old and naive means of paper airplanes to convey messages. They occasionally had a few love words. It was fun and happy... Later, it was also the paper airplane that told him to leave quickly, otherwise it would have been a long time ago. Poison hands.

His respected teachers and companions who were so powerful have all perished. He is the only one who came to the most remote corner of the world. No one here does not know his past, and no one cares about his origin...

Locke has regained his composure and composure, but for some reason there is always a vague sense of unease.He picked up a paper airplane, sighed at its pointy head like a child, and threw it forward.The paper plane seemed to come to life, turning a corner in mid-air and flying towards the window.

The closed window automatically opened a slit, just enough to allow the paper plane to get out, and Locke closed his eyes in the dark.The paper plane flew in the rainy night, swaying and seemed to dance with the wind naturally, but it happened to circle outside and above the Golden Dianxing, and then fell lightly on the roof, constantly getting wet by the rain, as if Lost the agility just now.

Locke didn't take back the paper plane and didn't control it. He opened his eyes in the dark and took out his mobile phone, only to hear Pengkang's frantic voice from the phone: "Mr. Locke, I have something to report. Boris, Boris sent someone He went to the Big Tou Gang's territory, and he sent everyone who could be sent.

He didn't know where to get the news that someone was going to attack the alchemy factory of the Big Tou Gang tonight, and he planned to wait for those people to fight and then come to the black.But I know you didn't tell me that..."

Locke suddenly understood where the unease just now came from, and immediately asked, "He really did it, where are you?"

Pengkang: "I'll be at Jindianxing soon! It's true, the team set off two hours ago, but he didn't tell me. Fortunately, it was Shujizi who led the team. After receiving the order, he talked to me. ."

Locke: "Why are you reporting now?"

Pengkang: "I fell asleep and didn't get a call. Damn it! Boss, are you up?"

Locke: "Come up."

Speaking of which, there is no need to call anymore. Pengkang has already arrived at Jindianxing and called the door to go up to the second floor.After Locke unlocked the door and sat back at the table, he turned on the light again. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and he replied lightly, "Come in."

Pengkang pushed in the door and said anxiously: "Boss, what should I do now, should I notify Boris to withdraw people?"

Locke put down the phone he just picked up and said, "Can you contact Boris?"

Pengkang: "I can't get in touch, I'm afraid it's too late. I heard gunshots just now, and there seems to be an explosion. It should be the location of the Datougang alchemy factory." He walked to the window and pushed it away. The window, reaching out and pointing in a certain direction.

Locke came over with a blank face, Pengkang stepped aside and muttered softly: "Boss, as I said, you are too low-key, the people in the organization don't know who is the real boss, they usually Listen to Boris..."

Before he could finish his words, Locke suddenly interrupted: "Why are you wearing a body armor?"

Pengkang: "I—" He only had time to say half a word, when Locke stretched out his hand and pulled him in front of him.A snap sounded almost at the same time, and a bullet flew into the open window, penetrated the bulletproof suit on Pengkang's chest, passed through his body, and penetrated into the bulletproof suit on the back.

Locke, who escaped the catastrophe, backed away, sat back at the desk, and turned off the light.The rain was swept in by the wind along the window, and the street lights outside also shone in.

The street bypass lights outside were bright all night, a rare sight in Fesso Harbor, which seemed to give people a sense of security.I could vaguely see Pengkang lying on his back on the ground twitching. He seemed to want to say something, but blood overflowed from his nose and mouth, and he soon stopped moving.

Locke remained silent, sitting in the dark as if it had turned into a shadow. After a long time, he suddenly said: "Lane, why did you come back since you left? There is no conflict between us?" Ryan is the name of the gun god, People in Fesso port almost only know him as the gun god.

A voice came, with a very frivolous tone, but it was difficult to distinguish the speaker's position: "Locke, your name is Locke, you actually know my name, it seems that you are the boss of the Golden Gang. There is indeed no relationship between us. Gratitude, I didn't even notice you before.

Congratulations, it seems that someone doesn't want you to continue to be in charge behind the scenes, and asks me to kill you.You were lucky to escape my first shot, I haven't missed it for a long time, I hope you have such good luck in the future. "

For some reason, Locke seemed relieved to hear these words, and asked again: "Is it Pengkang? He is already dead, no matter what conditions he promised you, he can't keep it, and we can have a good talk. ."

Chapter 082

The gun god didn't answer, but a paper airplane flew out from the bookshelf behind Locke, and then it was smashed into flying fragments with a bang, and a bullet landed on the floor with a ding dong sound.

The gun god changed positions, and the angle of the ballistic trajectory was different from just now. He shot diagonally through the window towards the desk. If there was a tracer effect, you could see that the bullet actually had an arc in the air, and tried to turn towards Locke's position.

Locke's heart sank, and the gun god didn't stop, either that he had received enough commission, or that someone other than Pengkang could pay him the commission, and that person could only be Boris.He said again, "I designed this room, you can't hit me."

In the shot just now, although the trajectory would turn with a strange arc, it still failed to hit Locke.In fact, there was no need to use any paper planes to intercept it, but Locke stopped it, not only to prevent it, but also to show his strength and test the opponent.

The voice of the gun god came again: "I didn't expect Fesuogang to have a master like you, but it has been hidden for so many years. It seems that you hide a big secret."

Locke: "You and I are both monks, you can sit down and have a good chat."

Gun God: "Unfortunately, no matter what secrets you have, I'm not interested. Today's task is to kill you."

Locke: "How much did Boris promise to give you? It's not his money, it's my money. If it can be solved with money, I don't think it's a problem. It's better to cooperate with me than to work for others. Here you are. Just get more."

Gun God: "Unfortunately, I have to pay attention to credibility in this business. I have the principle of being a human being."

Locke sneered: "Killing innocent innocents for the sake of profit has long since lost any limit, and is not qualified to talk about the principles of being a human being. The rest is just self-comforting and deceiving the world's lies."

The gun god also smiled: "The Golden Gang, one of the most powerful gangs in Fesuogang, the boss behind the scenes for so many years, actually said he was innocent?"

The sarcasm on Locke's face was even stronger: "Oh, then you murdered for justice? If that was the case, you should have committed suicide! Could it be that you have changed your ways over the years to atone for justice? Then you should not should kill me.

You should read more books, there is no hatred between us, and you have no evidence of my crime, so in front of you, I am an innocent stranger.

Taking money and killing people has penetrated the bottom line of human nature, and even the bottom line is gone, so what can't be sold?I'll give you more money, make your own bid, end this boring game, and kill the originator of that game. "

Gunslinger: "Maybe you're right, but people who have no bottom line have their own principles, and they have to make choices in the face of the world. As a killer, it's impossible to agree to such conditions..."

At this moment, there was another crackling sound, and then the crackling sound continued.Just now Locke deliberately said so many words, the gun god answered, and finally determined the position of the gun god.A paper plane floated out silently on the table, and shot at a sudden speed in the night rain outside the window, only to be smashed to pieces by a bullet.

Immediately after that, the paper planes just folded in front of Locke shot out one after another, like miniature missiles, rushing through the window towards a certain direction in the night rain, but shattered one after another.

The gun god should be using a 7.62mm caliber semi-automatic rifle or sniper rifle, the model is unknown, and the muzzle apparently has a silencer.But even if the silencer was added, there was still the sound of shooting, but it was not as harsh as before. Continuous shooting was equivalent to continuously exposing one's position, so Locke's paper planes kept attacking.

This was a short and fierce confrontation, and Locke took the initiative to counterattack and the gunman defended.Locke shot eleven paper planes in a row, while the gunman only fired eight shots.The last three paper planes were slashed from the air by a short knife. This gun god is very similar to a certain habit of Hua Zhenxing. The short knife he carries is also modified from a paratrooper dagger.

After the short confrontation, everything was calm again, Locke coughed a few times, and there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes.The voice of the gun god came from nowhere: "It must be difficult to stack such a paper airplane, how many do you have?"

Locke: "Definitely more bullets than yours."

Gun God: "Don't forget I'm outside, the ammunition can be replenished, and it's much easier to shoot than you put a paper airplane."

Locke: "You can't hit me again, what's the point?"

Gun God: "You can't stay there forever and not come out."

Locke: "You can't lie on the roof outside forever and keep your current state at all times, and it's much easier for me to sit here than you."

The two were arguing with each other, as if they were discussing some academic issue. In fact, they both knew in their hearts that at such a time, what they needed to fight was attention and patience.In comparison, Locke is the passive side, because the gun god can leave at any time, but he can't easily walk out of the room unless he is sure to block the gun god's bullet and kill the opponent.

Locke suddenly said again: "You are injured and bleeding!"

Gunslinger: "It's just a scratch, there's nothing in the way." After saying this, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be deceived, because Locke was not sure whether he was injured or not. Such an answer gave the other party more confidence to persevere. .

When he used the paratrooper knife to smash the ninth paper plane just now, because the bullets in the gun were just finished, the knife was cut out in a hurry. Although the paper plane was cut into pieces, the sharp power attached to it It didn't disappear completely, a piece of torn paper made a small cut on his right cheek, although it was not in the way, it was quite thrilling.

Locke smiled again: "Next time, the wound might be somewhere."

The gun god didn't make a sound, as if he had already left.The two armed security guards on duty downstairs answered the phone, then drew their guns and went upstairs, shouting from the stairs: "Mr. Locke, what happened? Boss Boris called and said that you are in danger and asked us to Escort you away!"

Pengkang said something right before his death. Locke's biggest disadvantage is that ordinary gang members don't even know that he is the boss behind the scenes.The gun god made an out-of-the-box trick through Boris and asked the two gang members on the first floor to "escort" him.

Locke sighed lightly, waved his hand slightly, and a piece of A4 paper floated out. When it floated outside the door, he raised his hand and held it away. The piece of paper was clenched into a ball by invisible forces in the air, and then the ball flew to the stairs.There were only two muffled sounds, accompanied by short exclamations, and the two of them seemed to have received a heavy punch and were knocked unconscious at the corner of the stairwell.

The sneering sound of guns appearing everywhere immediately sounded: "It turns out that they don't know, you are the real boss."

Just then, another car stopped in front of the door of Jindianxing. A woman wrapped in a shawl did not rush out of the car, and reached out to push the door of Jindianxing.The door opened, and she ran up the stairs through the business hall downstairs, and then screamed, she must have seen the two fainted night watchmen.

The gun god smiled again: "I forgot to shoot just now. Let's talk about it when she enters the room. This woman must have an affair with you."

Locke: "It's none of her business. There's no need to involve her. Do you still want to kill everyone in the world?"

Gun God: "Then she shouldn't be in this place."

At this time, Kelly had already run to the door of the living room and cried out in a trembling voice: "Locke, Locke, are you alright? Boris, be careful Boris, he hired a killer to kill you..."

Locke shouted: "Kelly, stop, don't come in!"

Kelly stood in front of the door, holding the door frame with one hand, her body was still trembling, and suddenly she screamed: "Who is that, is it Pengkang, you killed him?"

Locke: "It wasn't me, it was the killer invited by Boris. The gun god of the Gunslinger Gang, he is outside now."

Kelly was so frightened that she fell to the ground along the door frame: "How could this happen, what should I do now?"

Locke: "You climb in along the corner, go from the corner near the window to the bedroom at the back, and don't come out no matter what you hear."

Kelly crawled tremblingly along the corner of the wall, passed behind Locke, and hid in the bedroom.The gun god seemed to have lost his patience, and finally came out of the hiding place. The case was on the street, and Locke didn't attack in the first place.Another car slowly stopped on the side of the road, and the person who got out of the car was Boris.

"Lord Lane, has Locke solved it?"

"He's still alive, and Kelly went in just now."

"You did it yourself, why is he still alive?"

"Don't worry, learn to enjoy the process of doing everything. We'll go in and kill him. I can even let you shoot yourself... Follow me, and I'll protect you."

Gunslinger led Boris into Jindian Building, walked up the steps steadily through the first floor, and even made heavy footsteps on purpose, and then appeared in front of the door, facing Locke directly.He looked less than 30 years old, with thin cheeks, short stature, small eyes, almost a slit, and a fresh wound on his right cheek.

The gun god raised his gun at Locke, and at the same time, a large group of paper airplanes had roared on the bookshelf behind Locke.The gunman didn't aim, he just fired one after another until the magazine was emptied, and all the paper planes turned into pieces like butterflies fluttering and fell to the ground.

Locke let out a violent cough.The gun god put on the magazine again, stood outside the door and sneered: "Do you really think you can stop me? I am standing here now, and you are facing death..."

He seemed to enjoy the process, seeing the other person's fear would excite him before killing someone, and begging for mercy would bring him a strange pleasure.At this time, Locke said coldly: "Boris is dead, and no one can pay you now. Since you can't receive it, let's stop. I can give you a compensation."

The gun god turned his head suddenly, and saw Boris's eyes widened with a grim face, blood was slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, ears and eyes, and a lot of scraps of paper were scattered on the ground behind his feet.When the gun god looked back and saw him, Boris suddenly slanted to the side and fell to the ground, as if he had been drained of strength in an instant.