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Behind Yang Wanling, there was also a strong black man with a stiff expression and a cold face, at this moment he was holding an AK47, against the back of Yang Wanling's head, as long as he gently pulled the trigger, Yang Wanling would die on the spot.

Next to Yang Wanling, a white man with a strange tattoo on his neck sat on a chair, with a wireless earphone pinned to his ear, his legs crossed, and a handkerchief wiping a desert eagle.

The white man seemed to be fully focused on the desert eagle, and Jiang Feng didn't even raise his eyelids after he walked in.

As soon as Jiang Feng walked in here, he felt two killing forces locked on him, and Jiang Feng raised his head and looked.

Two killers with snipers, one standing on the left side of the fifth floor, one standing on the right side of the fourth floor, one left and one right aimed at themselves, these people are really together.

At this time, the two strong black men with broken wrists outside just now covered their wrists, and their faces were hideous and resentful, blocking Jiang Feng's retreat from behind.

Jiang Feng's expression was calm, and he finally looked at Yang Wanling and gave her a comforting look.

Although Yang Wanling's face was haggard and anxious, she was neatly dressed and did not suffer any harm, and Jiang Feng was also secretly relieved.

"I'm already here, let the people go!" Jiang Feng said lightly towards the white man.

"Are you commanding me?" The white man spoke in awkward Chinese, still playing with his pistol in his hand, and said with his head down, without even looking at Jiang Feng.

"You can understand it that way!" Jiang Feng said expressionlessly.

"Hehe, I didn't say it, I'll let her go when you come!" The white man looked up and grinned.

"Oh......"

"If you don't let her go, then I'll leave!"

"I'm leaving, you don't have anyone to keep me!" Jiang Feng said lazily.

"Really?"

"Then you can go!" The white man lowered his head again and played with the pistol, as if he didn't take Jiang Feng to heart at all.

Jiang Feng was stunned, and then retreated step by step outside, while the two strong black men with broken wrists behind him remained motionless and did not stop them in the slightest.

As if they weren't worried about leaving.

Until Jiang Feng disappeared into the night, the sniper killers upstairs didn't make a move.

Yang Wanling watched Jiang Feng leave in a daze, a little distracted, not knowing what to think.

At this moment, the white man seemed to have finally wiped the desert eagle on his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly lifted it up and aimed it at Yang Wanling.

Yang Wanling also closed her eyes and shed a line of tears, waiting for death to come.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's voice came in again.

"How can you let her go?" Jiang Feng's face was gloomy, and he walked in step by step.

Yang Wanling opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Feng who had gone and returned, her expression was a little complicated, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.

Jiang Feng frowned, feeling a little irritable, with Yang Wanling here, it was impossible for him to die without help, these people had obviously grasped his handle.

"Hehe......" The white man sneered, his face showed a mocking look, thinking that he had already guessed that Jiang Feng would come back.

"It's really hard for us to keep you if you want to go, otherwise our snipers won't fail again and again."

"Since you are so able to escape, then you can use the pistol in your hand and destroy your own legs......" the white man said coldly.

"Woo woo...... Lin Qianxia's eyes widened and he shook his head desperately.

Jiang Feng looked at the white man coldly, and a trace of killing intent burst out of his eyes.

The white man may have also felt Jiang Feng's killing intent, but he didn't have the slightest fear, and sneered: "You Huaxia people are very cunning, just in case, you have to scrap your legs." ”

"According to your Huaxia rules."

"I'll count three times, if you don't do it, then don't blame me for destroying the flowers!"

"One!"

"Wait!" Jiang Feng stopped him when he shouted for the first time.

"If you want me to get rid of my legs, tell me, who hired you?!" Jiang Feng said coldly.

"Jie Ji ......"

"You don't have the right to bargain with me!" The white man grinned and said.

"How?"

"Are you still afraid that I won't be able to escape?"

"After I get rid of my legs, I no longer have the ability to resist, so I can only let you slaughter." Jiang Feng said coldly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not obligated to tell you!" The white man said with a mocking face, "Don't try to stall! ”

"Two!!" The white man continued to count.

"Bang, bang!!"

Jiang Feng didn't hesitate to shoot his left and right thighs twice, and the blood suddenly splattered out, Jiang Feng didn't frown in the slightest.

But the severe pain in his leg still affected him, and Jiang Feng could only lean against the wall on one side at the moment, barely stabilizing his body and not sitting down.

"Assert ......"

"Haha!" Two black and white men laughed unbridledly.

And the black strong man with the AK47 seems to be a robot, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Whew!!"

"Woo-" Yang Wanling had nothing to do at the moment except to shake her head desperately.

Yang Wanling could only look at Jiang Feng with an anxious expression, the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes had already wet the placket in front of her, revealing a faint silhouette, but fortunately, the attention of several men was not on her at this moment.

"How? You can release them now, right?! Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"Who are you talking to?" The strong black man who had been choked by Jiang Feng's neck before walked over and kicked Jiang Feng on the wound on his right leg.

Jiang Feng snorted in pain, and then threw out his right fist violently and slammed it into the black man's head.

The black man didn't expect that Jiang Feng would have the ability to resist when he was shot in each leg, and Jiang Feng's punch was fast and fierce, the black strong man didn't react at all, and he was hit one by one.

"Click!!"

The sound of a watermelon shattering came, and the black strong man immediately fell to the ground, and his head was directly smashed open by Jiang Feng, and immediately white and red flowed to the ground.

When Yang Wanling saw this bloody scene, her face turned red, because there was a tape to seal her mouth, she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit.

The white man jerked up from his chair, his face extremely ugly.

"How dare you fight back?!"

"I want you to get rid of your hands right now!!" The white man exclaimed.

"Let her go, I'll get rid of my hands now!" Jiang Feng said coldly.

"Woo-" Yang Wanling let out a low sigh, her body writhing desperately, trying to break free from her bound hands and feet.

The white man obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with Jiang Feng, so he directly started the countdown.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Bang!" Jiang Feng had no way to shoot his left hand, and now all that was left of his limbs was his right hand holding the pistol.

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(End of chapter)