“Ah, ah, ah, I’m dead, I’m dead, Brother Fan, I’m dead…”

“Enough, don’t embarrass me!”

With the howl of Lin Zhixiong, the director of the Chinese-funded factory, like killing a pig, soon, after Na Zhuo Yifan let out an angry roar, the factory supervisor who howled back and forth finally came to his senses and found that he was not dead at all.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan did not look at Lin Zhixiong, but turned around, looked at Jiang Feng with interest, and said: “Young Master Ben has long heard that there are many people with various magical abilities in this world.

Unexpectedly, today in La Manla, I met one, not bad, not bad.

Just let Xiaoye and me take a look, whether it is your messy ability that is powerful, or Xiaoye my gun is powerful! ”

After speaking, at this time, Na Zhuo Yifan mentioned a huge sniper rifle behind his back, and said to Jiang Feng: “The M200 sniper rifle, with a range of 2,000 meters, is a manual bolt-operated sniper rifle produced in the United States of America, and its main purpose is to intercept long-range soft targets.

It has the longest range of any modern sniper rifle and has the highest magazine load.

It also set a world record of firing three bullets at a distance of 2,100 meters, hitting targets only 42.2 centimeters apart, which shows its ultra-high hitting accuracy. ”

As Zhuo Yifan skillfully loaded the M200 sniper rifle bullet, the safety was opened, and the optical scope was aimed at Jiang Feng’s forehead.

At this time, Jiang Feng said with a light smile: “A child who has never seen blood, even if he holds a powerful weapon and masters the most skilled shooting skills, he is just a bear child.”

Listen to my words, the African routine is deep, hurry back to Huaxia! Here, not for you. ”

At this moment, because Leng Feng entered the factory and did not bring Sasha, Rachel and the mercenary group, the problems encountered and the methods of dealing with them were completely different.

Yes, when Zhuo Yifan and others rushed out, Leng Feng was pulled by tundu’s mother and told many tundu things. It wasn’t until Leng Feng repeatedly assured that T He was escorted to Huaxia’s warship that he had some leisure effort, but just as Leng Feng rushed out of the big room, he had already seen the familiar face of Jiang Feng outside the gate.

Big Bear, Athena, these mercenaries, although Feng belongs to the king of soldiers in Oriental China cannot be compared, but they are also the most top existence among ordinary people.

And these people, under the condition of being fully armed and prepared, together with dozens of heavily armed mercenaries, in front of Jiang Feng, are like ants meeting elephants.

When he first came to the Chinese-funded factory, Leng Feng saw the layout outside the Chinese-funded factory, and immediately knew that it was the handwriting of Huaxia military personnel. Although the strength of these people is not bad, they are still far from being compared with Jiang Feng, who is like a god and demon.

What’s more, for Leng Feng, the image of Jiang Feng has always been a mysterious feeling, like fog like rain and like wind. Judging from Leng Feng’s countless years of wandering between life and death, such a person is often the most difficult to see.

Therefore, after Jiang Feng indicated that he was ready to take Leng Feng as an apprentice, Leng Feng did not give Jiang Feng a clear answer at the first time.

Coming to the Chinese-funded factory to find Tundu’s mother is just an excuse, and a big reason is because Leng Feng needs a certain amount of time to calm himself down and think carefully about the development of the problem.

And when Leng Feng saw Jiang Feng for the first time, the feeling of killing people was as bland as eating and drinking water. Leng Feng had no doubt that once anyone in this Chinese-funded factory had a gun, waiting for their end, it was very likely to be a merciless killing.

Therefore, Leng Feng Fang appeared at this time, and immediately began to roar loudly: “Stop, stop, everyone stop!”

However, in Oriental Huaxia, a small developer can threaten him unscrupulously. Leng Feng’s real deterrent power and right to speak can be seen from this, not to mention that everyone in this Chinese-funded factory eats Zhuo Yifan’s meal and receives Zhuo Yifan’s salary, and the guns in their hands, under normal circumstances, will only aim in the direction pointed by Zhuo Yifan.

“Mother sells approval, Young Master Ben will let you know today, who is the real bear child?”

The rich second generation like Zhuo Yifan actually attaches the most importance to a face. Now it seems that the two outsiders of the Chinese-funded factory, Jiang Feng and Leng Feng, actually do not give themselves face at all.

Therefore, Zhuo Yifan felt that he needed to give the other party a little bit of a good look.

“Good, have courage, shoot, hit here, aim at the point!”

As Jiang Feng’s index finger pointed to his forehead, Na Zhuo Yifan pointed the scope at Jiang Feng, trembling while saying, “Do you think I don’t dare?” You think I wouldn’t dare? ”

“Fantasy can always be broken only when it encounters reality!” _

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