Amo Village is not a village, but a semi-military town built in a hidden place, which is a mixed bag, with extremely complex personnel, half of whom are locals, and the rest are fugitives from Asian countries, and even European and American criminals abound.

Such a group of people cannot live in peace, and apart from the absolute respect for General Miro, this place is full of lust, killing, and fighting every day.

At this time, it was only a little more than eight o'clock in the evening, except for the outer guards in the stockade, the light was slightly dim, and the lights inside were bright, as bright as day, and the chaotic people cheered and cheered, and it was not lively.

Zhou Fengchen and a group of people were escorted into the town, and countless strange-shaped people along the way looked curious and evil.

Amy leaned closer and said to Zhou Fengchen with a worried face: "I'm sorry!"

Zhou Fengchen chuckled, "Why do you want to say I'm sorry?" ”

Amy sighed, "You suddenly got on the boat earlier, we don't know who you are, and we don't have too many concerns, now it's too late to go, with the appearance of your two female friends, you have entered this kind of tiger and wolf land, but I am afraid that you will not be able to protect it!" ”

Zhou Fengchen said: "Who said you can't protect it?"

Amy shook her head, "Young man, how many logs can a nail drill?" Don't do it, or you'll die easily. ”

The two undercover men next to him also said: "That's right! It's time to suffer a loss, and we'll try to keep you. ”

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "We don't need to be protected, you are free." ”

Amy looked at the escorts around in surprise, and she didn't look like she knew Zhou Fengchen, and couldn't help but be puzzled.

The two undercover men shook their heads in disappointment.

At this time, when I arrived at the house with the largest flow of people, a group of people inside had already greeted him, and the leader was a long-haired, black-faced man, surrounded by people, with a fierce face.

The escort stopped, trotted forward to report.

The long-haired man sneered, took it out and shot it at the sky.

The whole town was silent for a moment, and then countless people rushed over.

The long-haired man pointed a gun at Amy and Zhou Fengchen and shouted in broken Chinese, "Police! Chinese police! Damn it! ”

It's just a fraud!

The crowd around them was suddenly excited, and they didn't know what to say.

Amy and the three of them calmed down at this moment, and Amy used the local language and sneered and argued.

The long-haired man showed disdain on his face, and when he saw Weiyang and Su Ling sideways, his eyes lit up, and the whole person was full of greed, and he walked over with a group of people little by little.

Zhou Fengchen frowned and stood in front of the two of them.

The faces of the long-haired men suddenly became gloomy.

Amy was startled and lowered her voice and said, "Brother! If you want to live, put your chastity and reputation aside for the time being, get out of the way, don't be stupid, I'll find a way to keep them! ”

Zhou Fengchen glanced at him obliquely, "I admire your persistence and struggle for your duties, but I can't!" ”

Amy was stunned, "Why?" ”

Zhou Fengchen smiled, "Because I didn't take them seriously!" I'm going to hit them! ”

Amy froze.

The two undercover men next to him scolded, "You kid has a problem with his brain, right?" Who do you think you are? Where is this? It's a den of tigers and wolves, a paradise for outlaws, do you want to die? ”

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "Who wants to die, live well!" ”

Amy was also angry, "What the hell are you trying to do?" ”

Zhou Fengchen said lightly: "Then you have a good look!"

The long-haired man had already arrived with someone, his face was expressionless, as if he was looking at Zhou Fengchen alone, and raised his hand and shot at Zhou Fengchen's head.

Bang!

With guns all day long, his marksmanship is very accurate, the bullets are not biased or oblique, and he goes straight to Zhou Fengchen's eyebrows.

"Don't!" Amy screamed.

"Ahh The two undercover men also exclaimed.

Su Ling, who was carrying Jiang Hao on his back, turned white with fright, "Master! ”

Weiyang's eyes dodged, but he didn't make a sound.

The surrounding crowd had almost seen a dead man, who would soon be dragged down and thrown into the "Luo River" to feed the fish.

Their reaction was actually slow, and the bullet should have hit Zhou Fengchen's head.

However, the imaginary blood did not appear, and the back of Zhou Fengchen's head did not have a hole, let alone fall.

Instead, he stretched out a scissor-hand gesture a few inches from his forehead.

Almost everyone present was stunned for a moment, this is ...... What are you doing?

The group of long-haired men on the opposite side reacted first, their eyes widened one by one, and they looked like hell.

Then the crowd around opened their mouths and let out an "oh".

Amy and the three of them were confused, and hurriedly flashed to the side and looked at Zhou Fengchen's head, and they were all stunned when they saw it.

I saw that Zhou Fengchen had two fingers between one thing - bullets!

He caught the bullet between his fingers?

It's impossible! This is absolutely beyond the laws of nature!

This kind of thing can only appear in bloody TV and movies!

But...... And he did!

How did he do it?

Pong Chang –

The bullet was thrown to the ground by Zhou Fengchen, he was expressionless, and strode towards the long-haired man.

The long-haired man was startled, pointed at Zhou Fengchen and shouted, although he couldn't understand it, he must have "killed him" or something.

A group of people around him immediately held pistols and submachine guns and fired at them.

Amy, Su Ling, and the crowd were shocked for a while, and their faces turned pale.

Beat a person like this, and it can't become a sieve?

However...... Even more amazement, even to the point of horror something happening.

The dense bullets arrived next to Zhou Fengchen, and the suspension of Qi Brush stood still, lined up in a row, which was quite good-looking.

It's like playing magic.

But this is definitely not magic, because a group of drug dealers will never give people a trust, and bullets that are clearly fired cannot be faked.

The long-haired man and a group of people looked dull, looked up and down, and the guns in their hands fell to the ground.

The crowd let out a cry of horror.

Amy's faces were as pale as paper, her breathing was heavy, and her head was a mess.

What is this?

Amy couldn't help but ask Su Ling next to her, "Miss Su, ...... he"

"Huh?" Su Ling was also confused.

It was also the first time she saw Zhou Fengchen blocking bullets, although she looked up to Zhou Fengchen very highly, but she never thought that people could reach out and hold bullets and control bullets in the air.

Is this still human?

Zhou Fengchen smiled at this time and said in a deep voice: "Is it fun?"

With a slight wave of his right hand.

Boom –

The dense warheads flew in the air, heading straight for the wall on the side, crackling and cracking holes.

"Suck-"

There was a sound of cold air all around.

The group of long-haired men looked frightened and began to retreat little by little.

Zhou Fengchen sneered and pointed to the long-haired man and a group of people, "Are there any people who can speak Chinese?" ”

A bald head nodded, leaning in to be careful, "I, I will." ”

"Good!"

Zhou Fengchen was troubled by the spoof, and said: "Tell the people here that I want to be the king here, the emperor here!" All of them are my slaves! ”

As he spoke, he stepped heavily under his feet.

Boom –

An invisible wave of Neidan Qi rushed in all directions, except for Weiyang, Su Ling, Jiang Hao and Amy, within a radius of thirty meters, everyone was shocked and flew out, crackling and falling to the ground.

Zhou Fengchen's figure flashed, and he weirdly came to the long-haired man's side, grabbed his hair, and threw it around like a broken sack, "Why don't you answer me!" Yes? ”

The long-haired man howled in horror, Zhou Fengchen's methods were beyond his comprehension, and in his heart he had risen to the level of the ghosts, and he couldn't help but beg for mercy.

Seeing that it was almost over, Zhou Fengchen casually threw him on the ground and stepped on his head, "Drug trafficking!" How many fucking people have you killed? What bullshit drug lords, generals! Call Lao Tzu Daddy! ”

"Daddy!" The long-haired man threw his head back and shouted in despair.

(End of chapter)