My Sister is Too Protective

Zhang Chuan stopped talking, just ran forward desperately carrying the person on his back.

On Lin Feng's side, all the silver needles hidden in his sleeves flew out. After a large group of people fell, he had to grab a bamboo pole on the ground to block the countless watermelon knives.

"Give it all to me, get out of here!"

As if to squeeze out all the air in the lungs, with this roar, Lin Feng directly threw everyone in front of him to the ground.

"Puff!"

A knife slashed on Lin Feng's arm without warning.

Lin Feng looked up, only to find that the man's eyes were full of horror when he looked at him, and he even let go of the knife and backed away.

The look in his eyes didn't seem like a human could have. Fear rushed over like a tide, drowning those who couldn't dodge.

She couldn't speak, shouted, some only had endless fear, and her stiff body, and even some people trembled uncontrollably.

The man threw away the knife in his hand with a bang, and he was sweating all over.

"No... it's not me... I didn't do it..."

The fat man not far away cursed.

"Fuck you, what are you afraid of! Brothers, give me a knife, I will give 10,000 yuan, cut two 100,000 yuan, remove one arm, 500,000 yuan, and chop off my head. one million!"

Under the heavy money, there must be a brave husband. After hearing this, the people who were still cowering just now raised the knife in their hands, and the killing intent flashed in their eyes.

"That is, so many of us, one person can drown him with a single spit, what are you afraid of? Go!"

"Kill him! It's so easy to get money on him, brothers!"

Looking at the villagers coming to him like a tide, a smile suddenly appeared on Lin Feng's gloomy face.

The smile is so cold, with endless mockery.

Some people say that poor mountains and bad waters lead to troublesome people. Before this, Lin Feng still didn't quite recognize this sentence.

But when I think about it carefully now, it seems to be the case, because the cultural level of the villagers is not high in the poor mountains and rivers, just like the wave of people in front of them.

They don't know what the law is, and they don't know what price they will pay for these things they do. They only have money and only benefits in their eyes.

Lin Feng stood up straight and let out a sigh of relief.

"Fatty! You still have time to look back now."

The fat man standing not far away stepped on the stool with an arrogant expression on his face, and saw that he directly pointed his finger at Lin Feng's nose.

"You're **** a mud bodhisattva now that you can't protect yourself from crossing the river, so take care of yourself first!"

Looking at the villagers coming towards him, Lin Feng didn't worry, he slowly took out a small bottle from his pocket and raised his head to look at everyone.

"The police are coming soon. You still have time to disarm and surrender. Maybe you can fight for leniency at that time."

"But if you insist on killing me, when the police arrive, all of you will accept legal sanctions and pay for your actions, either by shooting or for life imprisonment. All of this is in your own hands. In my hand, I only say it once."

In the eyes of a group of villagers, this statement is nothing but a virtual reality.

Lin Feng didn't know if they really didn't understand, or they only had money in their eyes, or they were thinking that the law does not blame the public.

In short, these words did not stop them from moving forward.

Lin Feng couldn't help but sneer.

"Well, in fact, I don't want to use this thing. You forced me."

Having said that, he opened the bottle in his hand and let out a gentle breath towards the top of the bottle.

A faint sweet smell permeated the whole room instantly.

Only the fat and thin guys, seeing the bad situation, hurriedly covered their mouths and noses. The rest of the villagers were all in a state of confusion. What's more, they were not afraid to raise the watermelon knife in their hands and head towards Lin Feng's neck. Chopped over.

But before the knife in the man's hand fell, he suddenly trembled all over.

With the sound of the watermelon knife falling, many villagers also fell.

Their eyes were strangely wide, their bodies convulsed uncontrollably, and they desperately squeezed their throats, feeling like something was blocking their trachea, and they couldn't breathe at all.

A large number of people fell in just the blink of an eye.

Lin Feng slowly put the cap on the bottle again.

When the fat man looked at him again, his eyes were full of fear.

"You...you tmd, I shot you down with one shot!"

With that said, the black hole in his hand was aimed at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng couldn't escape at such a close distance.

Perhaps because he understood this, the fat man raised the corners of his mouth.

"How good I think you are, but it's just a body of flesh and blood, kid, you killed so many people of me, Lao Tzu wants to get back from you one by one, and I want you to kneel in front of Lao Tzu to beg for mercy!"

With that said, aiming at Lin Feng's leg, he was about to shoot.

But at this moment, there was a burst of air-breaking sound.

The bullet penetrated into the meat and then burst open.

Fatty's eyes widened, and everything in front of him began to spin until he fell to the ground.

Looking at the bullet hole on his shoulder, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"How... how could..."

"Sorry, I'm late, are you okay?"

Listen to Liu An's voice from the wall outside the brick factory.

Lin Feng couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It's not too late, it's just right."

The other thin man panicked instantly when he saw this.

When Liu An was about to shoot, Lin Feng made a stop gesture, then pulled out the silver needle from the person closest to him and threw it towards the thin man's back.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Ting surrounded the place with people.

Seeing the twitching people all over the room, everyone was stunned.

"What happened to them?"

"My elder sister gave me a neurotoxin. I took them out and rested for a while and they were fine, but it's better to take them to the hospital for more checkups, because the situation was urgent at the time and I didn't count the medications."

Lin Feng spoke with a serious face.

"How is Chen Hu? Is he okay?"

"He's okay. People have been sent to an ambulance. This place is not far from Haicheng and can be reached in half an hour. There are emergency medical personnel in the car and they can't die."

Hearing this, Lin Feng's hanging heart was considered to have fallen to the ground.

On Zhang Ting's side, together with everyone, all the villagers were escorted away, and at the same time the woman in Liu Dashan's pigpen was rescued.

She and Lin Feng were sitting in the same ambulance.

Lin Feng looked at her eyes full of hope, and his heart was warm.

"What are you going to do next?"

The woman looked down at her belly, and Lin Feng couldn't understand the emotion in her eyes.