Chapter two hundred and three, hostages

Zhao Hu a line of people to catch up with the East street corner lost, but only two road, Zhao Hu with two vehicles to the east, and the other two vehicles to the West and go.

Soon after, a Western bound convoy spotted Yang's car at the end of the alley. A group of men parked near the end of the alley, blocking the road, then got out of their cars and approached the black car in the alley.

The smell of gasoline filled the air, but it was very quiet.

Several people nervously clenched handguns, scattered around, the car surrounded, slowly close, one of the hands of a man with a scar next to the main driver, do not open the door, at the same time aiming at the car is a crazy sweep, several other people heard the shot, the strain of the nerve immediately crack, lose their minds, also crazy shot.

After an intense burst of gunfire, the man relaxed and looked into the car, which was empty and empty in the back seat.

The man was startled, was about to turn around, suddenly from under a gust of cool wind, and before he knew it, a shadow from completely out, kicked the man in the jaw.

The man holds the Chin to Muggy Hum, repeatedly back, the gun falls to come out from under the car in Yang Feng's hand.

Swift action, Yang Feng jumped up, landed on the roof of the car, rapid fire, hit a few people.

The killers knew at once that there was a blast on the roof of the car, the bullets rubbing against the metal, the crackling of the fire.

Yang Feng Agile Body, from the roof of the car jump, in the air two consecutive somersaults, fell behind the killer, but also hit several people.

Several people panic, hurriedly turn round to deal with, however see the bullet that flies in the air, do not see Yang Feng figure.

In the alley, a little dim space, for Yang Feng is normal, but for these people without special training, the accuracy of the shooting will be greatly reduced.

So in the blink of an eye, a dozen people have been shot, fell to the ground and died.

Yang Feng does not know from where lightly fall to the ground, pull the gun bore, facial expression of walk to still sit on the ground silly Leng in front of the man, raised the pistol, aimed at his forehead, smiled a way: "You this gun is still quite good, thanks. "

The man's face trembled with fear, and he cast a glance at his companion, who fell to the ground in all directions, streaming with blood. The scene was horrible.

And it was all done by this man who came out of nowhere, in the blink of an eye.

The man cringed on the ground and backed away. "Please, don't kill me, " he pleaded. "I'm just doing my job. "

Yang breeze crooked head smiled to smile, Crouch to the man in front, the man immediately shrugs the shoulder, frightened stare at him.

Yang Feng hangs toward his pistol, pats his face, say: "since all is to serve for the person, that not as you also do a thing for me, I don't kill you. "

Men Don't even think about it. They just nod.

Yang Feng satisfied Hook Lips, from his body out of an elderly phone, above find Zhao Hu's phone, then threw the phone on the man, pointed to the phone above, said: "Call Him, tell him you caught me, let him come over to deal with. "

"This... " hesitates the man, his face Ashen.

"Don't fight also OK, that follow your brother to walk together. " Yang Feng doesn't care a way, say again raise the gun in the hand, the muzzle pressed in the man between the eyes.

The Man Body Meng Zhan, hurriedly picked up the mobile phone, repeatedly promised, quickly made a phone call to Zhao Hu, informed Zhao Hu, Zhao Hu got news, promised to come over to deal with, the man pressed the fear in the heart, light en voice, and then hung up the phone.

Yang Feng satisfied from his hand back to the mobile phone, casually thrown into the car, smiling at the people in front of.

"I've done what you asked me to do. You can let me go now. "

Yang Feng squints, straightforward way: "of course. "

But words backward, Yang Feng suddenly bent over, a hand behind the man's neck, the man's brain a sink, the brain suddenly a blank, too late to think, then fainted.

Yang Feng coldly glanced at the killer lying on the ground, with a cold snort, casually put the pistol on the ground, and then jump, landed on the roof of the car, sitting on top, waiting for the arrival of Zhao Hu and others.

But ten minutes, several black one after another parked in the alley entrance, headed Zhao Hu with a group of people swarmed into, almost blocked the entire alley entrance.

When he came in, Zhao only saw the killer lying on the ground, the alley filled with a thick smell of blood, the dark corner of the ground is a river of blood.

And in this pool of blood, Yang Feng like death, calm sitting on the roof of the car, quietly staring at him.

Zhao Hu and others were startled, more afraid of Yang Feng.

"You came. " Yang Feng clapped his hands, jumped from the car and landed three meters away from Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu subconsciously back a step, in the face of such a task, unexpectedly from the heart of the fear.

But looked behind him full of killers, Zhao Hu again puffed out his chest, cold way: "It seems that you have already solved them, just that call is also to lead me to come. "

Yang admitted freely.

Zhao Hu glanced around him warily, and did not see the accomplice, immediately up the courage, rampant smile: "Ha ha, Yang Feng Ah Yang Feng, you do not think in this place, you can single-handedly deal with me so many people? "

Yang Feng shrugged and said fearlessly, "I'm not going to fight you. "

"then you're going to die. "

"Zhao Hu grinds teeth, faces Yang Feng to face danger not to be afraid of appearance, is also a belly gas: " This time, nobody can save you

Yang Wind Leng Leng Leng, don't Wu Lip, Rush Chi a laugh out voice, Laugh Zhao Hu a head fog water.

"What are you laughing at? "

Yang Feng shook his head, said nothing, and then suddenly made a ring finger, the mouth with a strange smile: "But there is no one to save me is not necessarily. "

Voice just fell, Zhao Hu and others behind suddenly came a noisy messy footsteps, a few lights from outside shine in, the whole lane as if it were day.

Startled, Zhao turned his head and saw a dozen police cars piled up on the road outside, while a group of uniformed police officers surrounded them from outside. The officers in the front row were holding shields, while the back row were all holding handguns, they targeted Zhao Hu and others.

Zhao Hu heart shout not good, Evil Evil Evil Stare back to Yang Feng: "You dare to set me up. "

Yang Feng spread hands, chat table innocent: "You want my life first. "

"Put your hands up and don't move, " Gu shouted from the police outside, holding a bullhorn.

The killers lost their minds and went into a riot, but faced with rows of police, they put down their guns and knelt on the ground.

Zhao Hu helplessly looking at one after another compromise killer, gas facial features distortion, he rushed to Yang Feng side, a buckle Yang Feng arm, the muzzle aimed at his forehead, threatened: "Don't move. "