Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 645

Several old people turned their heads to look at Mr. Cao Pingchuan.His eyes were full of tension.They naturally knew who "that kid" was referring to. Mr. Cao Pingchuan was very strict with him. Even his son and grandson, he would not call him so affectionately. He would only do this to Xia Xiaoluo.There was a trace of old man's tenderness.

They were a bit surprised at first, why old man Cao Pingchuan would suddenly call everyone to the Summer Resort to go fishing.It turned out that things were not that simple.

These old people are almost all left-wing and hawkish forces in China.They are also one of the initiators of the fund of Tianxia Group. A few years ago, they and the elders of Cao Lin reported to Deng Gong and persuaded him to set up a secret fund to forge a battle ax to defend China's economy.It is necessary to build a nuclear submarine and lurk at the gate of other countries.

Lin Jingfeng naturally sensed his worry, and said with a faint smile: "Success, of course, is gratifying. But if it fails, it is also worthy of forgiveness. After all, there are not many successful precedents of overseas mergers and acquisitions of enterprises with the prefix Huaxia. "

Cao Pingchuan had no choice but to nod slowly.Huaxia has failed so much in this regard that many people have lost confidence in these things.Only this group of old people persisted stubbornly.However, this is also the meaning of the existence of Tianxia Group, isn't it?

Lin Jingfeng looked at the waves in front of him, his eyes became blurred and he said: "This kid, he really surprises me...he often surprises me, sometimes surprises, sometimes shocks. Remember, Mr. Cao once I have judged this guy before, saying that he is young but cunning like a ghost. He has always maintained a kind of calmness and reason that does not match his age. But this time, hehe, this kid is really irrational!"

Lin Jingfeng glanced at Cao Pingchuan with emotion.

Cao Pingchuan's thick eyebrows were locked together. After a long time, he sighed: "If a man grows up without a little idealism before the age of 20, then he will probably be mediocre in his life. He is so irrational, I am not only Look down on him, but appreciate him more. Huaxia, there are not many young people with backbone! At least, they are much better than those second-generation officials who immigrated abroad early and willing to be comprador traitors! When I see him, I want to see ten We are as old as 20 years old, willing to build the Great Wall of China with blood!"

Lin Jingfeng nodded heavily, and his face became solemn: "I don't know how he will deal with such a two-year situation. Alas, if it succeeds. This is a matter of showing our country's prestige!"

The old people are silent, in the sunset, like a statue, standing for a long time in the years, letting the wind and rain blow, but never bowed their heads, never surrendered.They are the backbone of China.

But, now, they pin all their hopes on a young man.Worrying about him, sweating for him.

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San Siro slums, Rio de Janeiro.

The furious blade was dispatched like a spirit snake, mixed with majestic fighting spirit and anger.No one can understand why the blade erupts with such a huge force, almost reckless.

You know, at this moment, the beast's subordinates, those desperadoes from the Rio First Command, are all holding long guns and short guns.

And the blade, just holding a black military thorn, under the light of the light, gave off a faint cold light, and stabbed at the beast.

The beast's subordinates fired almost without hesitation. To them, killing a person was like killing a chicken without any guilt.Even, if they don't kill people for a day, they will feel itchy hands.

Therefore, their marksmanship is also very good. In the past, they fought with other Brazilian gangsters and achieved a record of killing hundreds of enemies without hurting any of their own.

This is a skill trained in real fighting, a marksmanship that is fed by hot bullets one after another!

However, what they are facing is a blade that can be counted among the gangs in the global circle.A frightening existence in the field of gangsters, killers, and mercenaries!

A dense cloud of bullets roared past, hitting the blade directly.Seeing that Dao Feng suddenly twisted his body in the air, his body suddenly fell, and at this time, nearly two hundred members of Dao Feng's sharp knife organization all fired at the same time.

Flames scorched the barrels, and the angry bullets vented their deep hatred!Harvesting those annoying lives without mercy.

These people from the Rio First Command concentrated their firepower on the blades, but they had no power to fight back against these sharpshooters.They were all shot and fell to the ground, becoming a hornet's nest.

Dao Feng noticed that when the Beast's men were shooting, the Beast turned around and ran towards an alley.

Dao Feng frowned and cursed: "Sly guy!" Turning around to the people behind him, he said: "Don't shoot, leave his dog's life to me!" Pointing to the Dark Scream Bar, he said calmly: "Destroy it! No account will be left!"

Dao Er, Pulsatilla Fang Bazhi and others nodded expressionlessly.

Dao Feng sprinted wildly, straightened his military thorns, and chased after the beast in the direction where it was fleeing.

The beast's skill is not bad, and the terrain is familiar, so he runs very fast.However, he did not expect that the speed of the blade was faster.

I saw that the blade was flying like a dragon, moving like a rabbit, chasing after it like a black gust of wind.

This alley is very narrow, and there are abandoned cars, garbage cans, etc. piled up everywhere.However, these can't hinder the speed of the blade at all. When he encounters an obstacle, he presses lightly with one hand, and his body seems to pass over it lightly.

In less than a moment, the blade had already set the tone behind the beast.

The beast couldn't help complaining.Over the years, the gang has developed more and more rapidly, with money and women.The so-called "feeling full of warmth, thinking about sex, lust", these years of drinking and sex life have hollowed out his seemingly strong body, and it is becoming more and more unbearable.

He stopped, turned his head, pointed his pistol at the blade, and said with a gloomy face, "Stop chasing, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

"Then, shoot!" Dao Feng said confidently.A playful smile appeared on his face.

In fact, he guessed right.The beast dare not shoot rashly, is there anyone in the world faster than a bullet?Before, he never believed it, but today he believes it.Watching the blade rabbit jumping to the ground and dodging the dense bullets just now.He almost felt like kneeling down.

This person's movement is really as fast as a ghost!

"You...you...don't force me!" The beast took a step back, stared at the blade, and said hoarsely.He who never knew what fear was, now felt a chill down his spine!

"When you did those beastly things to the Chinese, did you ever think that they, like you, are flesh and blood beings. When bullets and shrapnel enter their skin, they will feel the same as you To the bone-piercing pain! When they die, their families will suffer for them! Howling!?" Dao Feng looked at him coldly, under the dim light, a pair of eyes, exuding a cold light, reminiscent of a A cruel wolf that makes people shudder.

"Those! Those are humble lives! Kill them, and the world will be cleaner! They are weak, they are poor, they deserve to die!" The beast argued hard, and he felt that everything he did was taken for granted.

"They are poor, but they get everything they have by their own hard work! They are weak, but they have not hindered your survival!" Dao Feng looked at him angrily, clenched his teeth, and suddenly smiled: "I forgot Yes. You are a bandit, a life without any humanity at all! With you, what reason can you say?!"

As he said that, the blade brandished his military thorn and charged forward!

The beast hurriedly fired, only to find that the blade in front of him suddenly disappeared.And the military thorn was already in sight, and the moment the blade was activated, the military thorn was shot out like a flying knife.

But he suddenly took a broken line and shot straight at the wall on the left side of the alley.

If at that time, someone took a video recorder, recorded these, and watched them in a slow-motion manner, he would be stunned by the lens in front of him.

Blade's movements are no less than any popular action star in the world.

I saw him, originally rushing straight forward, but suddenly turned slightly and ran towards the wall, his feet kicked against the rough wall, his body was already off the ground, his upper feet quickly stepped on the wall, he was almost Just like on flat ground, I walked a few steps steadily.At this time, he had reached the position above the beast's head.

The bullet has already flown out.All empty.

And he, like a black vulture, floated down from the sky.

This series of actions is so chic, it's as exciting as an action movie.However, the difference is that the movie uses special effects to hang Wia, but he relies on his strong legs.

The beast's eyes went dark, and the army stab hit his hand holding the pistol. He screamed, blood flowed, the gun had already been released, and flew out of the dark place far away.

But at this moment, the blade had landed firmly behind him.He only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and one hand was already firmly holding the flying thorn, and then the thorn was firmly pressing against his throat, making him feel a bone-piercing cold.

The Grim Reaper had never stood so close to him before.

However, he didn't have much time to be afraid.In just an instant, the military thorn had already sunk into his throat.

When the blade was pulled expressionlessly, the main artery of the beast was cut mercilessly by the military thorn, and the blood, like fine sand, was sprayed out in a grainy manner.

The beast's eyes were astonished, and he grabbed his throat suddenly, but the hot blood couldn't hold it back.

Dao Feng didn't look at him any more, and walked out along the alley on his own.Let the beast sit on the ground, clutching its throat, and let the blood spurt out, and the huge body became colder little by little.

He turned his billiard ball head and silently glanced at the sky that was as muddy as a polluted river, and the starlight was very dim.He murmured, somewhat bleakly: "Can the lives of three thousand gang members of the First Command comfort the innocent souls of those dozens of Chinese...?"

This novel comes from Kanshu Wang