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On the top of the stairs, the darkest man stands on the top of the stairs.

With Jiang Haifeng's shrill roar and his pistol pointing to the first man in black suit, dozens of men in black suit stopped immediately.

But!

That is to say, when Jiang Haifeng's gun pointed down, more than 30 men in black suits on the stairs and on the ground floor also took out their back pistols at the same time.

In a flash.

More than 30 pistols of various types pointed to Jiang Haifeng.

“……” The sudden situation in front of him is too frightening. Jiang Haifeng looks at the muzzle of his gun and widens his eyes in amazement.

How come these people all have guns!

It took him so much effort to get a real gun back.

Whose are these thugs?

How could you even have a pistol as standard!

Jiang Haifeng's mood has changed a thousand times. He must have provoked a great man who should not have been provoked.

But who is behind this?

The first person he thought of was canonization.

However, canonization is just a businessman. It is impossible to have such a great influence.

More than 30 cold muzzles were aimed at Jiang Haifeng. In addition to those who had been thrown downstairs, four of them were still at the top of the stairs. All of a sudden, their legs were so weak that they almost fell down by themselves.

The two groups of men and horses were fighting, and they were small and did not have an advantage.

At present, the enemy has a pistol in hand, and they don't even have an iron bar in their hands. How can we fight this war?

The black suit man, whose name is Ma Feng, is the only one who hasn't raised a pistol to Jiang Haifeng.

Outside the factory, the sun was shining brightly, but inside the abandoned factory, it was dead and dead.

Looking at the pistol pointing to his forehead, Ma Feng walked up step by step without fear.

After the big man, based on a large number of men holding pistols in black suits, the four men made way one after another.

Ma Feng Leng, with one eye in his eyes, went up the stairs like this.

Jiang Haifeng was pointed at by so many guns. He was also afraid. Looking at the approaching Ma Feng, he stepped back step by step.

"Whose are you?" Jiang Haifeng retreats to the small room behind him, but he still doesn't want to lose. The muzzle of the gun is still pointing at Ma Feng.

“……” Ma Feng looks at Jiang Haifeng without expression. His calm eyes seem to be looking at the dead.

The atmosphere inside the factory is rigid. Outside the factory, like a tiger's fast-moving black SUV, suddenly stops at the door.

Before the car stopped steadily, Fengsheng opened the door and quickly jumped out of the car. His upright posture was like the arrival of gods.

As he entered the factory, the flames of war swept in.

From the factory gate to the wide and narrow stairs to the small rooms on the second floor, dozens of men in black suits stood in line.

Standing in a military posture, they hold their heads high and stand upright. Their faces are quiet and their iron bones are clank. Their momentum is like a rainbow. They have the air of a man in charge of everything.

After the canonization came in, the men in black suits unconsciously bowed their heads.

Feng Sheng is cold and calm with a stern face. He runs straight to the second floor in a hurry.

When he entered the musty little room, he saw Luo Yangyang lying on the old bed.

Her body was stained with blood, her eyes closed, and she was lifeless, pounding the sanctified heart.

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