My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 111 If I Don't Die, Others Will Die!
The man spoke calmly, but it made everyone feel the breath of death.

Behind the iron gate, the arhats lowered their heads, the atmosphere was terribly oppressive, they didn't blame Li Huaifeng, because it was useless to blame now.

Li Huaifeng took a deep breath, turned to Chen Yuanyuan and said, "Boss, you have been in the Southern Yunnan Military Region, so you should have learned special cover techniques, right?"

Chen Yuanyuan nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I'll go out and meet him, and you can help me cover when you see the opportunity!" Li Huaifeng explained briefly, and Chen Yuanyuan immediately understood Li Huaifeng's intentions.

Li Huaifeng got up and was about to leave, but she grabbed his arm and said coldly: "You can't go out, he has a gun in his hand, and his marksmanship is very accurate, how can you survive if you go out?"

Li Huaifeng smiled lightly, flipped Chen Yuanyuan's wrist lightly, and said: "If I don't go, others will die." After saying that, he pushed her away and walked away.

When the security guards saw that Li Huaifeng looked at death like home, the resentment in their hearts disappeared in an instant, and they listened to the movement outside the door, sweating for him.

Chen Yuanyuan's mood was even more depressed. She never expected that this unscrupulous little man who usually acts like a fool would be so righteous in the face of life and death.

This courage to regard death as home is the military spirit of the Southern Yunnan Military Region, and it is also the essence of the 128 Special Field Brigade. Li Huaifeng is worthy of his status as an iron-blooded soldier.

"Yo? Are you Li Huaifeng?"

The man in the camouflage uniform looked up at Li Huaifeng. There was nothing but coldness and fun on his painted face.

"Yes!" Li Huaifeng stared at the other party, as if he wanted to know more about the other party.

"I plan to play for a while longer, it's too boring to kill you with just one shot!"

The man pointed his gun at Li Huaifeng, within a distance of less than 20 meters, Brother Feng was confident of dodging the pistol bullets, but facing the submachine gun, he could only be a living target.

"You want to deal with me, even if you shoot directly, why kill innocent people indiscriminately?" Li Huaifeng clenched his fists suddenly, wanting an answer.

"Fun! Jie Jie!" The man laughed loudly, and the answer was unexpected.

Li Huaifeng nodded, knowing everything.

"It seems that you don't intend to play games, so go to hell!" The man raised his mouth and pressed the trigger with his finger.

At this moment, the big iron door suddenly opened, and a hammer flew out from inside. This was the most offensive item Chen Yuanyuan could find.

The muzzle of the man in the camouflage uniform suddenly turned, and his sensitive reaction to the crisis made him shoot a round of bursts, deflecting the hammer.

Li Huaifeng saw the timing, and with a wave of his arm, the mobile phone in his hand was like a precision-guided bomb, hitting the man's head.

He didn't think that a mobile phone would be very lethal in front of a well-trained mercenary, but he only needed the second of the opponent's withdrawal to defend, which was enough to determine the outcome of a duel.

His legs snapped wildly like a leopard, and when he saw that he was less than ten meters away from the man, there was a slight bang, piercing through the glass window of the door and coming towards him.

"Sniper?"

This was Li Huaifeng's first reaction, he cursed damn it secretly, he didn't expect that the opponent was a group of organized teams whose strength was still higher than that of ordinary killers.

His legs stopped suddenly, and his body slammed to the side suddenly. With a ding sound, an obvious crack was punched in the tile under his feet, and he was almost hit.

"Twice, but it's not enough to watch, dead thing!" The eyes of the man in the camouflage uniform turned cold, filled with a surge of murderous aura, and the gun was aimed at Li Huaifeng again, about to fire.

Li Huaifeng's body was still in the air, and he was already forced to feel uncomfortable. Seeing the man in camouflage uniform murderously determined, he knew that today's match could not be resolved without revealing his true strength.

Thinking in this way, his body rolled and rolled, turning in a beautiful arc in the air, and when his ankle was raised, a three-foot-long golden spike was hidden in the trouser leg, and he shot suddenly.

With a whoosh, he shot at the man in camouflage uniform.

"What the hell?"

The man in the camouflage uniform was shocked, and wanted to pull the trigger, but found that the thin and silent golden spike was flying faster than a crossbow bolt.

He fired a bullet with a thud, brushing against Li Huaifeng's spinning waist, but the golden spike hit his shoulder, and with a puff, the blood spurted wildly.

He lowered his head subconsciously, glanced at the thing on his shoulder, and wanted to pull it out, but when he recognized a word engraved on it, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Dragon? You are..." He gasped, and wanted to continue, but found that another golden thorn struck out of thin air, piercing his cheek, and the blood flowed wildly, unable to speak a word.

Once the dragon thorn comes out, who will fight for the front!

Li Huaifeng stood firm, his legs twitched wildly, and he rushed forward in a Z shape, dodging a bullet from a sniper in the dark.

His eyes were like lightning, he pinched the neck of the man in camouflage uniform, blocked him in front of him, and took the walkie-talkie next to his mouth with the other hand, and said to the inside: "Notify you, the game has officially started!"

He only said four words, but it was enough to explain the murderous intent in his heart.

The man in the camouflage uniform was in severe pain. Seeing Li Huaifeng's murderous expression, what was more hysterical than the pain was deep despair.

The employer spent money to invite him, and only said to deal with a man with some strength, but they didn't say that this man was the number one nightmare on the f*cking mercenary rankings, the King of Soldiers, Dragon Thorn.

It was the first time he saw the true face of Longthorn's Lushan Mountain. It turned out that he was so young, and at the same time, he also understood that his fate had come to an end after recognizing the other party's identity.

With the help of the man in camouflage uniform, Li Huaifeng sneaked back behind the iron gate.

Chen Yuanyuan and the others were anxious and waited hard. When they heard gunshots outside, they thought that Li Huaifeng had died tragically, but they didn't expect that the other party was unscathed.

In the end, who is threatening whom?
"Don't move around, take care of Lao Li, I'll go back as soon as I go!"

Li Huaifeng glanced at Lao Li on the stretcher, his heart was heavy, and he hoped that his life would be tough enough to hold on for a few more minutes.

Before everyone could open their mouths, he grabbed the man's hair and ran upstairs like a tiger going up the mountain without any scruples.

Puff puff puff, Li Huaifeng is as light as a swallow, but the man in the camouflage uniform is spurting blood wildly. The arhats look at the back of Brother Feng who is going forward, and the blood is rolling.

"You protect the injured brother, I'll help Li Huaifeng!" Chen Yuanyuan clenched her fists tightly, and then chased after him.

Brother Feng carried a big man weighing more than 170 kilograms, as if he was carrying a small schoolbag, without any burden, and the killing intent in his eyes never subsided for a moment.

When he shot just now, he could somewhat see that the opponent's strength was stronger than that of ordinary killers, but he definitely did not reach the height of the underground mercenary field.

If the other party is directly asking for trouble for him, Huaifeng has ten thousand ways to kill them, but at this moment, Chen Weiguo is still in the hands of the other party, so the situation is another matter.

The height of the 3th floor is reached in just [-] minutes, and the speed is comparable to that of an elevator.

When he came to the rooftop, Chen Weiguo was tied to an iron frame, his face was covered with bruises, and he hung in the air outside the building. His body was only connected by a hemp rope, and his life was literally hanging by a thread.

"Centipede, what did you do? It's a shame to be caught!"

A burly man roared, besides him, there were two other men standing in the east-west direction, holding pistols, micro punches, and dressed in camouflage uniforms, very professional.

The man known as the centipede had been tortured half to death. He tried to open his mouth, trying to make a sound, but was stuck by a golden thorn, unable to speak a word.

How much he wanted to tell his teammates: If you were here, the end would be [-] times worse than mine. This is not a human, he is a dragon thorn, the god of the mercenary world, and a war machine.

"Brother Feng, Feng, save me!" Chen Weiguo breathed weakly, raised his swollen eyes, and called for help with difficulty.

Li Huaifeng was filled with righteous indignation, he pinched the centipede's shoulder hard, the golden thorn turned fiercely, and said: "Let me go!"

"Let my brother go, I'll spare this trash!" the burly man snapped.

If Li Huaifeng bargained again, he would first beat Chen Weiguo to death as a punishment. How could the life of his brother be compared to rubbish?
However, Li Huaifeng didn't waste a word, and pulled out all the golden thorns from the centipede's body with two rustles.

The burly man clenched his fists tightly, twisted his neck, looked at Li Huaifeng, and said ferociously, "I want you to pay for it!"

He strode towards Li Huaifeng with a pistol in his hand, raised his gun and shot.

Li Huaifeng rolled over on the spot, his body was hidden behind the air vent, and he didn't shoot immediately. He wanted to attract the enemy's attention as much as possible. Only in this way can Chen Weiguo be safe.

(End of this chapter)