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The black Audi galloped like a rocket on the high-speed inner ring, with a speed of more than two hundred kilometers per hour.

Xicheng District is the most chaotic district in Qingnan City. There is no unique underworld force here. Instead, it is divided up by the three major gangs, and at the same time, there are many small forces.

It was the best choice for the other party to choose to kidnap people here.

The original one-hour journey took only 10 minutes under the crazy driving of Mufeng.

One of the two kidnapped women was his nominal wife and the other was his own woman. [

No matter who they are, they cannot be harmed.

For more than a year, Mu Feng has never made an enemy. In his eyes, there are not many people who can be called enemies, and there is only one possibility for the person who took action tonight, and that is related to Nine Guns.

Nine guns are among the top [-] killers in Blood Skull, and it is impossible without a few brothers who have died and made friends.

It's just that what Mu Feng didn't expect was that the other party came to the door so soon in the morning and found out about his background.

Mu Feng didn't know how many people came from the opponent, and he didn't know how strong they were, but he wasn't worried at all, because no matter how strong the opponent was, he was still a fart in his eyes.

The only worries are the two women.

The person who can come to avenge Nine Guns is definitely no weaker than Nine Guns, so, facing such a level of killer, whether the safety of the two women can be completely guaranteed, Mu Feng can't guarantee.

After thinking twice, Mu Feng called Ling Xuan.

Mu Feng knew what the call meant, and with Ling Xuan's sensitivity, he would definitely think that Duan Hu's death had something to do with him, and the police already had some clues about him.

But now he can't allow him to think too much, if he is exposed, he will be exposed, at most he will be invited to drink tea by the people of Yinlongwei. In other words, Mu Feng really has no fear of Shangyinlongwei.

Yinlongwei is the guardian organization of Huaxia. According to rumors, there are many masters in this organization, but Mu Feng has not really seen it before. Maybe this is just an opportunity.

Acting rashly, he always remembered Moao's words.

Moreover, it is not the style of the Ghost Emperor to be timid.

Ling Xuan, who had just finished a shower, was lying on the bed wrapped in a bath towel, and was about to go to bed, when the phone rang, and when she picked it up, it turned out to be a call from an "informant". .

Of course, Ling Xuan still pressed the call button, "You want to die, don't you, make harassing calls in the middle of the night."

"I need your help." Mu Feng did not quarrel with Ling Xuan, and directly stated his purpose.

Ling Xuan found a clue from Mu Feng's tone, and asked solemnly, "What happened?"

"My wife was kidnapped, and the other party is a killer." Mu Feng didn't hide anything, and told Ling Xuan roughly the information he had.

After listening, Ling Xuan immediately said, "Where is it, I'll go right away." [

"Xicheng District, Dongling Abandoned Factory, I'm worried that one person can't handle it. I don't want them to have trouble." Mu Feng said seriously, "You'd better not let the world know that the other party is a top killer."

"Don't worry, I know what to measure."

"Well, I owe you a favor." After speaking, Mu Feng hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Ling Xuan slammed the phone on the bed, "Damn bastard, dare to hang up on me first, wait, the kidnapper is a killer, so this bastard dares to go, then he"

At this moment, a light flashed in Ling Xuan's mind, as if she had thought of something. "Well, Mu Feng, Duan Hu's death is indeed related to you."

However, Ling Xuan didn't delay, and things matter. Anyway, Duan Hu's case has been handed over to someone else, and she doesn't bother to take care of it. What's happening now is the top priority. She immediately dialed Liu Weiguo's phone number and reported the matter. up.

After Liu Weiguo learned about it, he also paid attention to it. He immediately summoned all the special police officers and called the police station in Xicheng District. After the discussion, the police stations of the two districts jointly dispatched and arranged for many special police officers to sneak into the Dongling factory in the shortest possible time.

When the agreed time came, Mu Feng parked the car outside and walked slowly into the factory area.

The Dongling factory has been relocated for five years, and all that is left is scrap iron. It is pitch black and there is no movement.

"I'm here!" The voice echoed in the empty factory area.

Mu Feng knew that the other party was hiding in the darkness, and the killer's vigilance made him smell the other party's breath.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a blunt laughter came from an abandoned workshop in the factory area, "You are indeed very courageous. You dare to come here alone. I admire you."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm here, where are they? It's best that you haven't done anything stupid yet."

There was a strange laugh in the factory area, "Emotions are the biggest stumbling block for people, but you have two. Today I want to see how sacred is the person who can kill nine guns."

And the guess is right, these people are here to avenge Nine Guns.

"I didn't come to preach to you."

"We are inside, do you dare to come in?"

"Why don't you dare." Mu Feng strode into the abandoned workshop.

With the help of the weak light, Mu Feng walked to the center of the workshop, and then the eight searchlights on both sides were turned on at the same time, and the white lights shone on Mu Feng's body.

At the same time, eight people came out from the corner, each of them covered with a white veil.

"You killed the nine guns?" This time it was another person who spoke, this person was not tall, but exuded a strong murderous aura.

"Not bad." Mu Feng didn't hesitate. [

"Okay, very good, I'll let you be buried with him today." The short man twitched his saber, "Don't think that you think you're powerful after killing Nine Guns. There are too many people in this world who are more powerful than Nine Guns."

"Where's my woman?"

"Hahaha, you are dead, what do you need a woman for?" The short man laughed wildly.

Mu Feng's pupils constricted, then opened, "Maybe you are worse than Jiu Qiang, but you are not as good as him."

"Why?" the short man asked strangely.

"Jiu Qiang is dead. He died with dignity. You are also unworthy of being a killer." Mu Feng said calmly.

From the bottom of his heart, Mu Feng really admired Nine Guns and his persistence. He was right, a killer has dignity, even in death.

As for these eight people, he didn't pay attention to any of them, because since they captured Xia Ruoxue and Wang Luoshan, they have fallen to the bottom, and they don't deserve to mention the word dignity.

A killer is a murderous, murderous executioner.

However, killers are also human beings, there are people who are worthy of admiration, and there are also people who are shameless, Jiu Qiang is worthy of admiration, these eight people will only make Mu Feng feel ashamed.

In fact, they are right, the killer will do anything to achieve his goal, but in Mu Feng's eyes, no matter how powerful such a killer is, he is only a second-rate killer.

"It's not up to you to judge whether you deserve it or not, it's just a dying person." A chubby man next to the short man came out, holding a remote control in his hand, and pressed the button.

After a few noises, an iron door against the wall slowly opened.

"Wooooooow." When the two girls saw Mu Feng, they struggled desperately, but their hands and feet were tied, and the two girls with cloth strips stuffed in their mouths could only make a whining sound.

Seeing that the two girls were safe, Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let them go, I will accompany you if you want to do it."