Chapter Four hundred and eighteen, let the wolf in

A short, thin figure came within sight of the House. It was an old man in a gray suit who appeared in view, drunk, walking up and down, with a long rope around his neck, wrapped in a wine bottle.

Yang Wind eyes in a wave of dark and scattered, the emergence of Silk Smile.

The man found not right, the mobile phone back, also looked at the picture above, immediately changed his face.

"How can... " the man can not believe of hold tightly the cellular phone, stare big eyes.

"It seems that the hostages will not be saved. " Yang Feng chuckled, in fact, as early as two people into this industrial area, Yang Feng and the old man to discuss good, a see people, a rescue, now it seems that everything is in the plan.

"Oh, do not protect? " The man suddenly closed the face of surprise and panic, screwed up the wrong grimace, he slowly raised his eyes, cold eyes as if endless whirlpool, at first glance, creepy.

Yang Feng heart a tight, suddenly found not right.

"You are also too naive. " The man again threw the mobile phone to him, the mouth sends out a GUFFAW.

Yang Feng took the phone, temporarily watching the screen in the Monitor.

The old man has come to the two people in front, squat, while complaining about what, while helping two people untie the rope, the rope off the moment, Yang Fengyan, inadvertently found two people are ten fingers complete.

Yang Feng after Ji Jing Liang, the foot involuntarily went forward a small step.

"Ha ha, see, you are only a wiseass. " The man that perceives Yang Feng's facial expression changes sneers to open a mouth, the voice is shrill.

Yang Feng is silent, the finger tightens, is looking at fearfully, depends on the old man and the big thunder silver eye contact between many years, he should not be able not to recognize.

Sure enough, when the old man with the intention to take two people's head of black cloth, sitting on the floor of the two instant shot, sharp fist, straight to the old man's forehead.

The old man seemed alert, fell to his knees, bent back his upper body, and watched his fists pass over his face without hurting him in any way.

Yang Fengzui shed a little smile, heart road is worthy of his master, which is so easy to be deceived.

Two people at the same time, the head of the black cloth was also pulled down by the old man, black cloth under the face is apparently two unfamiliar faces.

The old man's palm supported the ground, like a boomerang, to jump up, in the air again and again, then fell to the other side, with two people pull apart.

The old man looked at them, unsurprised, and clapped his hands.

"That's right, you know how to lure a wolf into your house by false pretenses. "

They looked at each other, wondering why the old man was so calm, as if they had known they were imposters.

"Come, if you have the skill of pretending to be someone else, let the little old man come and see what you can do, " said the old man, with a defiant look on his face, and with that he drank the wine from the jug, and the aroma of the wine dispersed in the small room.

The two men made fists, without hesitation, and attacked him, menacingly, in a style that was strong and fierce, each aimed at the old man's vital points.

The old man responded with Aplomb, but a hint of seriousness welled up in his crooked face.

The two men looked to be in their 30s, but they were young, but their Kung Fu was good. The old man made a few moves, but he didn't put them down. Although he hit them a few times, their skin was rough and their flesh was thick, they didn't seem to feel any pain, and they didn't even blink their eyebrows, and continue to attack.

After a long struggle, the old man became impatient. He hung the wine gourd on his waist and made a Tai Chi gesture with both hands. His arms were curved and he had a shadow on his tail.

The two men stopped in their tracks and stepped forward in fear.

The old man took the eight-character step, not impatient, but extremely fast to both of them, the hand cut into a circle, Yawara! A Fashionable Judo Girl, not only smooth to avoid the attack of the two, the arm also shook in both abdomen, different just hard fight, it was a direct hit into both of them.

Two people can not resist at once, puffed the blood in the mouth, Wu Xiaobian repeatedly back.

The old man followed closely, and continued to use the shock of the iron arm, hitting the two people on the vulnerable points.

Two people can not hold back at all, a few strokes down, fell to the ground, as if the bones are broken, soft collapsed on the ground.

The old man stopped and straightened up his body.

"Oh, is that all you have? " The old man looked down at the two men.

The two men looked up at the gray ceiling and said nothing.

Two people move the body, want to get up, but took up the body of internal injury, pain of the face wrinkled.

"Come on, where is he? " The old man asked, his voice cold as he stepped on a restless man.

The man did not speak. His face was pain, not fear.

"No? "

The old man raised his eyebrows, not annoyed, but from the hand in the chest rub rub, rub out a mass of black things in the hands of the heft.

Through the screen, Yang Feng can feel the smell.

Yang Feng leads the mouth corner, ponders after this time goes back, must throw the old man to the public bathroom, lets him wash well.

In the video, the old man continues his movements, smiling malevolently as he bends toward the man at his feet, who turns blue at the sight of the unspeakable in his fingers, and who has no fear of death, the panic was almost in my eyes.

"Be good, don't be afraid, eat won't die, at most have loose bowels, " the old man said in what he thought was a gentle tone, then a pinch that person's face cheek, slowly will dark things to his mouth.

The man rolled up his white eyes, trembled his body, and suddenly clenched his teeth, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and died with his head crooked.

The old man froze, black lines all over his face.

He bit the poison between his teeth and drank it to death?

He was not convinced, and Yin Compassion to look to the side of another person, that person a pair of his eyes, is also suddenly blue, quickly bite down the poison in the gap between the teeth, also eyes a roll, blood and death.

Yang Feng speechless, he also looked forward to the old man from two people in the mouth something out, the result actually put two people to death, equal to the old man there is nothing, and now the only clue is in front of him these people.

Yang Feng gathered his gaze on the screen, looked up at the man in front, said he finished, then also laughed at the sentence is very wonderful.

The man is small Zheng, do not know so of retract a mobile phone, also looked at, then see small small black room only two lie on the ground did not have angry dead body.

The man's face changed and his fingernails clung to the edge of his phone.

"How is this possible? " Those two people but the ace that sends over there, how can be defeated? ... Does that mean...

The man seems to think of something, his face appeared relieved, he chuckled, put the phone back in his pocket, and then looked at the eyes of the strange Yang Feng.

"In that case, we must ask you to come with us. "