Chapter one hundred and seventy, meet the black hand again

"Yang Feng, be careful! "

Lin Li was startled and screamed.

Yang Feng lowered his head to look at an eye, a face disdain.

He tiny side body, not only escaped Zhao Hu's attack, but also a live capture his hand, palm exertion, Zhao Hu pain of a scream, let go of the hand, the Dagger Homeward Fall.

Yang Feng a catch, backhand a close, Sharp Blade immediately from Zhao Hu palm arm across.

Unable to dodge, Zhao Hu let out a scream and blood spurted out.

Yang Feng threw away the path, got up, looked coldly at the ground and curled up in a ball, hugged Zhao Hu, whose blood-gushing arm was screaming repeatedly, without mercy, kicked him in the stomach, kicked the whole body out and landed several meters away, scared the hell out of everyone.

Along the way, the blood on his arm dragged across the floor, creating a strange and vivid trail.

Paralyzed sitting on the ground Zhang Sheng directly scared, see Yang Feng turned head toward him to come over, is more scared to death, wet pants on the spot.

In addition to the smell of blood, there was also a smell of urine.

People were covering their noses to avoid him.

Zhang Sheng which tube face on the matter, rubbing the ground, back and forth, eyes panic.

Yang Feng glanced at his bottom wet da da of a piece, ha a, satirized two words: "The grass package. "

Afterwards, also does not follow up with him, turns around to stride away.

The reaction of Lin Li after knowing hind hind feel comes over, catch up quickly.

On the way, Yang Feng took a taxi, ready to go out to eat a meal, Lin Li also followed behind, and he got on the car.

In the car, Lin Li kept praising Yang Feng's behavior just now, hard and handsome, Yang Feng just smiled, want to Zhang Sheng scared that way, later should be a lot of convergence.

When Lin Li is talking vigorously, Yang Feng's telephone suddenly rang.

He answered the phone. It was ANZIQI.

"What's the matter? "

"Hey, Yang Feng, how's it going over there? "

Yang Feng lift mou, looking out the window of the scenery, said already almost.

An Ziqi Um a, then is a section of silence, she seems to have words to say, but in the mouth late.

Yang Feng can feel, then ask: "Do you have something? "

Anziqi light en a, dragged a tone, and then breath, the voice is very low: "I will be engaged tomorrow... ... You have a way to help me? "

Yang Feng eyebrow gently hangs, almost forgot to have this matter.

He ponders a moment, Mou son deep again deep, do not know what to think.

After a long time, only to hear him say: "You rest assured, I will be back later. "

An Ziqi should, tone between can hear him at ease a few minutes.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Feng casually told the driver to stop at a restaurant, and then went to eat with Lin Li.

After dinner, Yang Feng also no longer back to the company, but with Lin Li confessed a few words, let her have trouble to call him.

After the order was finished, he booked a plane ticket directly and hurried back to Qingyang city.

After arriving in Qingyang City, it was already 10 o'clock at night. Yang Feng took a taxi at the airport and went to Anziqi's villa. Because of the last incident, she changed to a villa to live in.

Drivers all the way into the community, the road gradually bumpy, sparsely populated around the road traffic on almost no.

Suddenly, a light from the back of the car lit up the road ahead of Yang Feng, as if it were day.

Yang Feng twisted his head to see, vaguely can see behind three or four cars, each car have two or three people from the car window out of his head, holding what aimed at Yang Feng's car.

Yang Feng had not had time to look carefully, only listen to Bang Dong, after the car was something heavy blow, the car shook violently, the driver scared a spirit.

"What's going on? "

Yang Feng pupil tight cu, suddenly suddenly understand.

"nothing, you drive well. " Yang Feng patted the driver's shoulder from behind, then turned around, took off his coat, and then suddenly jumped from behind to the co-driver next to the driver.

The driver's face changed and the car shook violently.

"What are you doing? "

Yang Feng saw him one eye, sink a voice way: "after death somebody follows us, you don't open to drift, drive well. "

"follow us, who? "

The words sound just fell, after death is again a few thump sound, the bullet but the ear passes through the sound is very loud, carrying a cold wind, rub the earlobe living pain.

The driver shrieked and nearly drove the car into a mud puddle.

Yang Feng pressed his shoulder, helped him to move the steering wheel back, and then again in the passenger seat, playing with something, a little while, the window opened, Yang Feng from the passenger seat stood up, climbed out of the window.

The driver was more frightened, and while taking care of driving and dodging bullets behind him, he grabbed Yang Feng's pant leg in a hurry: "What are you doing? It's dangerous up there, come down quickly. "

Yang Fengtou also did not lower, took his leg out of his hands, down a sentence: "Don't mind me, you drive your car. "

With that, the man had climbed to the roof of the car.

Although the driver is anxious, but also have no way, can only be worried about the safety of Yang Feng, while steering wheel.

So a few whirling, galloping, trailing behind four cars in hot pursuit, from the car window out of the head of the man in black, kept holding a gun to Yang Feng's car a shot.

Yang Feng stood in the high wind, body with the car swing, in the dark, he narrowed his eyes, eyes straight at the car behind him, and then look around, there is nothing but trees and mountains around.

Yang Feng turned his head, followed the head of the branches, Palm Force, will break a whole branch, force toward the car behind threw out.

The man at the window quickly withdrew his head, but the tree branches caught the driver's eye and the car spun out of Control, swaying back and forth, while several other cars behind him crashed into it.

With a few loud bangs, the four following cars had to stop.

Yang Feng quickly patted the car, bent down to call the driver to stop, the driver's hands and feet on the brake.

Yang Feng jumped from the car and came to the front of the four cars that had crashed together.

And the people on the bus have also walked down, all dressed in a black suit, a well-trained look.

They held handguns and pointed them at the oncoming Yang Feng.

Yang Feng scornful sneer, right foot after pulling, made a preparation of action, then as the wind general to a few people, several people panic, hurriedly toward his remaining shadow shot, all fluffed a blank.

Yang Feng palm method such as flow, the moment will shoot down a few people in the hand, at the same time put a few people down on the ground.

Several people screamed and fell to the ground in an instant.

Yang Feng clapped his hands, bent down to pick up a gun on the ground, pointed at them, and said in a cold voice, "who sent you? "

Several people looked at each other and did not speak, one of them touched the hand before the gun, two words mentioned to Yang Feng a shot.

Yang Feng sidestepped, eyes a cold, did not hesitate to this person fired a shot, the man muggy hum a voice, the mouth with blood, fell to the ground to die.

The others'eyes widened in horror.

Yang Feng raised his pistol and loaded it. "Tell me, who is behind you? What is your purpose? "