urban evil king

Chapter 272

"I can let you come here, do you think I will submit so easily?" Matsushima Wufeng held his broken wrist and said with pain: "You are indeed stronger than I imagined, but, It's too late."

After finishing speaking, a glass curtain wall suddenly fell from the ceiling quickly, with a muffled bang, it fell on the ground like a thunderbolt, and inserted into the gap on the floor with incomparable precision, incomparably swift!

At this time, the room had been divided into two completely enclosed spaces by the glass wall. Wang Zheng's side had no windows or doors, and was blocked by the glass wall, so he couldn't go out at all!

Wang Zheng's reaction was also quick. Seeing something bad, he immediately took out the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger continuously against the glass wall!However, what I didn't expect was that the glass wall only shook slightly after being shot at such a close range by the bullets, without even cracks appearing!Even the rebounded bullet almost hit Wang Zheng's body!

Matsushima Wufeng resisted the pain and said with a sneer, "Don't try again. This room is a concrete structure with a [-]cm thick steel plate sandwiched in between. Even a shell can't blow it apart. This glass is a double-glazed glass newly developed by the United States. 's' grade bulletproof glass, stop struggling, it's useless."

At this time, fierce gunshots sounded outside. It seemed that Li Minghao and the others had officially exchanged fire with Matsushima Wufeng's guards.

Wang Zheng kicked the glass wall a few times, not only did the wall not shake, even his legs were numb from the shock!

"Matsushima, you are such an old fox!"

Being locked inside, Wang Zheng scolded angrily.

"There's not much air inside, you'd better save your strength and consume less oxygen, so you might live longer." Matsushima Wufeng simply pulled a stool and sat down, with a sneer on his face, thinking To watch Wang Zheng slowly die from lack of oxygen.

"Bastard!" Wang Zheng slammed his fist against the glass wall, cursing angrily, but it was useless, a fist would be of no use to a wall that even bullets couldn't penetrate.

"Being able to kill a special elite of the Chinese army like this is also a very enjoyable thing." Matsushima Wufeng clutched his severed wrist, and the pain now seemed not as severe as before.

Since there were several miniature loudspeakers on the glass, Matsushima's voice was clearly transmitted to Wang Zheng's ears through the glass. There was a clear sense of ridicule, and Wang Zheng even heard a hint of enjoyment from it.

"This is a pervert, an absolute pervert." Wang Zheng whispered.

Although Matsushima Wufeng is old, he is really a very conceited guy. He is so confident that he will not believe in anyone's strength, but only himself.He had no better way to get rid of Wang Zheng, but he could only use his body as bait. At the cost of a severed hand, Matsushima Wufeng finally led Wang Zheng into his trap step by step. Successfully locked up this dragon-scale elite.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wang Zheng smiled slightly and sat cross-legged, as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Why don't you hurry up and find a way to get out, instead you don't seem to be afraid at all?" Song Dao Wufeng looked at Wang Zheng as if he was looking at a research object.

"I need to hurry up and recover my strength, and there will be a big battle next." Wang Zheng didn't even bother to explain.

"Great battle? Are you waiting for the next battle with the god of death?" Matsushima Wufeng looked very interesting at this time.

"It turns out that the legendary Matsushima Wufeng is a person who talks so much nonsense." Wang Zheng opened his eyes, took out a pill from his pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth, and a sweet fragrance melted in his mouth immediately.

This is a tonic formulated by Wang Fanghe, who is known as a "poison doctor", and it can replenish physical strength in a short period of time. It is completely made of Chinese herbal medicine and has almost no side effects.

There was loud gunfire outside, but it was peaceful and peaceful inside.Two men destined to be famous, one old and one young, stared deeply at each other through a glass wall. The age difference between the two was dozens of years old. When they saw it suddenly, they were really passionate.

"Have you started to use external force to replenish your physical strength?" Matsushima Wufeng said: "It seems that you have reached the end of your battle, but it is also your honor to die in my hands."

"You old Japanese man, you know shit."

Feeling the slowly recovering physical strength, Wang Zheng stretched out his fingers, tapped Songdao Wufeng lightly, and said slowly, "30 seconds."

"It's interesting." Song Dao Wufeng played with taste: "In it, can you still fly with wings? Or break through this wall and come and kill me?"

Matsushima Wufeng, who is extremely conceited, is extremely confident in himself, there is nothing he can do about it, as long as he has participated in things, there are almost no examples of failure, let alone this time he took action himself, so there is no need to worry about it.Such thick reinforced concrete walls, such advanced nano-scale bulletproof glass, Wang Zheng was trapped inside but remained so calm, Songdo Wufeng really couldn't think of any reason.

Wang Zheng smiled coldly, but there was no killing intent in the smile: "You don't need to come out, I can kill you just as well."

"I'm really interested in this question." Matsushima Wufeng said mockingly: "Your two companions have been entangled by my guards, I'm afraid they won't be able to break in for a while, and I There are many masters in the manor, if I didn't let it go on purpose, do you think you can easily enter my room?"

"So, tell me, how are you going to kill me?"

Wang Zheng looked at the watch on his arm: "The 30 seconds are up."

"so what?"

Wang Zheng smiled slightly: "Do you feel that your legs are a little sore now? Why didn't you just sit down on the stool and watch me die? It's because you felt a tiredness in your body. Maybe you didn't feel it just now. Realized, but now that I've said it, you should feel it."

Song Dao Wufeng heard it, and then carefully felt the changes in his body, his eyelids twitched unconsciously, indeed, he felt that his physical strength was slowly passing away from the inside of his body.

This feeling was very clear, very clear, so clear that Matsushima Wufeng felt a little panicked.

"What's going on, what's going on here?" Matsushima Wufeng said, "Did you poison me?"

Behind the glass wall, Wang Zheng smiled and said nothing. At this moment, the roles of the two were completely reversed.

Just now, Songdao Wufeng was admiring Wang Zheng's slow death, but at this time, it was Wang Zheng who was admiring Songdao Wufeng's slow suffering.

Matsushima Wufeng was not too panicked, even though the panic in his heart was growing uncontrollably at this time, but after a little panic, he recovered his calmness.

"How did you poison me?" Matsushima Wufeng tried to remain calm and asked in a cold voice.

"Look over there." Wang Zheng pointed to the pile of pistol parts on the ground.

Those were the parts that Wang Zheng dismantled Songdao Wufeng's pistol during the fierce fight just now, and they just scattered outside the glass curtain wall, right at Songdao Wufeng's feet.In a pile of parts, a screw-like thing is slowly emitting a subtle gas, except for that stream of air, this smell is almost colorless and odorless, even an old fox like Matsushima Wufeng didn't notice it.

That screw-like thing was dropped by Wang Zheng while dismantling the parts. Of course, during the fight, it was just one of the hidden chess pieces.

"I synthesized this poisonous gas myself." Wang Zheng said, "You are honored, and you are also honored."

"That's right, good tricks. I thought I was already very good at scheming people, but I didn't expect you to be even more invisible, powerful, really powerful." At a glance, I knew how Wang Zheng poisoned him. The wind became calmer instead.

Indeed, for this battle, Songdao Wufeng had already prepared and laid an ambush, but Wang Zheng used his tactics. You have Zhang Liang's plan, and I have a wall ladder.

"I don't think there are many people who can get your praise." Wang Zheng said, "It seems that I am lucky."

"Is there any help for me?" Matsushima Wufeng knew that it was useless to ask him, because now he felt as if his whole body had been emptied, and if he was dueling with a master like Wang Zheng, if he didn't pay attention, he would die without burial. land.I have been careful and careful, but I didn't expect to be recruited in a seemingly inadvertent place, and there will never be a chance to make a comeback.

"The loss of physical strength is irreversible. So, thank you for the glass curtain wall, otherwise, I would have wasted an antidote."

At this time, Songdao Wufeng already felt that he had difficulty breathing, he was already slumped in the chair, he had no strength in his body, and he didn't even want to breathe.The passing of this kind of physical strength became more and more serious and rapid in the later stage. He was already blushing from holding back, but he didn't even have the possibility of struggling.

One minute later, Matsushima Wufeng, a well-known representative of right-wing forces with high prestige in the island country, and an old man who had done many outrageous things, completely stopped breathing, and just died in Wang Zheng's seemingly insane state. Under the inadvertent dark chess.

A few minutes later, the gunshots in the manor gradually faded away. It seemed that Li Minghao and Lin Xijue had already eliminated most of the enemies.

However, when the two of them opened the door and walked in, they saw Wang Zheng with a smile on his face: "You guys came here a little slower than I imagined."

"Two people, more than 200 people, do you think it's the same as you singled out the old man?" Li Minghao said angrily: "If you didn't arrange a beautiful sniper, we would definitely be slower than this."

Li Minghao checked the corpse on the ground, and said, "Is this Songdao Wufeng?"

"Yes, dead."

"You can kill him like this, you really have the demeanor of the captain back then."

"That's right, the majestic jade-faced little white dragon wasn't built." After Wang Zheng finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and showed a frowning expression: "Now, there seems to be a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"How do I get out?"

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