Super bodyguard of female CEO

"Chengfeng..."

The women have become tearful.

"Go Zhao Chengfeng's eyes are as cold as frost.

"Tut Tut, it's really moving." On one side, Fujita Yulai said with a bad smile: "Zhao Chengfeng, Zhao Chengfeng, even if you are dead today, I think you should be satisfied. There is such a good woman to care for you. It's a good fortune."

Zhao Chengfeng didn't look at Fujita's rain. He just wanted the girls to leave quickly. Otherwise, how could he kill all sides and vent his hatred from the bottom of his heart!

"Go back and stay well. Don't run around!"

At the moment when all the girls got on the bus, Zhao Chengfeng said that after that, his strength also slowly turned, looking back at Fujita Yulai and Fu Lin.

"The holy religion colludes with the Japanese nation. Ha ha, holy religion, do you forget that the Japanese nation invaded China decades ago?" Zhao Chengfeng looked directly at Fu Lin and was not ashamed of the collusion between the holy religion and the Japanese state.

It doesn't deserve to be its own opponent!

"The enemy of the enemy is the friend." Fu Lin did not blush. Instead, he was very calm. "Zhao Chengfeng, you have made too many enemies. No matter who we cooperate with, you will die. Of course, I can give you a chance, as long as you join the church, I will protect your life

"Join the church? Ha ha. " Hearing the speech, Zhao Chengfeng's sarcasm became more intense. "I'll sell my country with you, deal with my own people with you, and then help Japan, the United States and other bastards deal with my own people, right? Follow you as traitors, right? "

Rao Shi Fulin is very cheeky, but also embarrassed by Zhao Chengfeng's repeated attempts.

"What are you talking about? Don't you know we're here to kill? " Fujita Yulai is a little upset. The holy religion poached Zhao Chengfeng. Isn't he still the enemy of Japan?

No matter when, keeping Zhao Chengfeng is equivalent to stabbing a nail in the eyes of the Japanese.

"Zhao Chengfeng, if you want to die, don't blame us. I gave you a chance." Fu Lin clenched his teeth and slowly pulled out his gun.

Fu Lin is also an expert in ancient martial arts, and his accomplishments are not vulgar. He is a strong man in the later stage of ancient martial arts. Unfortunately, Zhao Chengfeng is too strong. Fu Lin doesn't want to take risks with his body. It's best to solve him in the simplest way.

"Zhao Chengfeng, go to hell!"

Fujita sent out a grim smile and waved his hand, "shoot! Kill him

"Dada... Dada..."

For a time, the whole factory building was busy, crackling like a new year. Fujita's smile became more and more obvious, as if he had seen the scene of Zhao Chengfeng being beaten into a sieve.

However, after a round of strafing, Zhao Chengfeng stood in place unharmed

"Ah, this..."

The smile on Fujita Yulai's face disappears quickly. He looks at Zhao Chengfeng and rubs his eyes. Yes, Zhao Chengfeng is not dead. No, he is not even hurt!

How is that possible? How could that be!

That dense like raindrops general bullet, like a big net cover to Zhao Chengfeng, but he did not have a thing, still good standing in place.

"Gulu, this..." Fu Lin swallowed and subconsciously stepped back.

Zhao Chengfeng is not strong, he is abnormal! Hundreds of guns didn't hurt him in the least. Is it still human? Frankly speaking, people are still waiting to be beaten.

"No, get out of here. This guy is too strong, too strong." Fu Lin is a strong man in ancient martial arts. He knows the strength of ancient martial arts experts. If he can't break Zhao Chengfeng's defense with guns, then he and his party can't resist his attack.

"No! Keep shooting and kill him

The arrow is on the string. I have to send it. It's all at this point. How can Fujita give in? If you don't succeed, you will succeed!

"Dada... Dada..." the gunshot rang out again.

And this time, Zhao Chengfeng finally moved, "don't play with you, now it's time for you to pay the price."

Voice down, Zhao Chengfeng's figure actually disappeared from the original place.

"Ah, what is this?"

Fujita's back was cool, and he felt a blood red light flashing in front of him, just like a laser sword, emitting a dazzling and bloodthirsty light. Where he passed, he was incomparable!

"Whew, whew!"

Sword like rainbow, blood rain all over the sky, and gradually the scream of the factory overshadowed the sound of the machine gun.

"Ah... My hand."

"My feet are gone..."

"It hurts!"

One after another, Fujita Yulai and Fu Lin's ears were devastated by the screams. This was only a part of the screams they heard, and some people who fell to the ground didn't scream because they had lost their breath, and even some people didn't even have their heads.

Only the blood, the blood flowing everywhere, and the rolling head, the eyes on the head are still open, keeping the expression of shooting, but, no more vitality.

"No, this is the devil, this is the devil." Fujita Yulai is finally afraid and wants to run away, but his feet can't move.

On one side, Fu Lin was not much better. He watched his own people fall down like ears of wheat, but he couldn't do anything. Even Fu Lin didn't have the courage to shoot.

Before Zhao Chengfeng stood beaten, but now Zhao Chengfeng, can you lock his position? No, unless a bomb hits him, the guns won't kill him.

"Whew, whew!"

The blood light once again soars to the sky, and the sword in Zhao Chengfeng's hand, after sucking enough blood, is shining and more fierce.

"Kill

Zhao Chengfeng drinks violently, the sword falls suddenly, the five shooters are cut off by the waist, blood and internal organs are exposed in the air, emitting a bloody smell.

However, the blood makes Zhao Chengfeng's killing intention more intense. His feet move repeatedly and suddenly disappear in the same place like ghosts. He only sees the red light shining again and again and hears the screams. He only feels that the killing intention is still spreading.

"Now, it's your turn." Finally, the damned killing stopped, but the suddenly quiet air made Fujita Yulai and Fu Lin feel more scared.

Step by step, Zhao Chengfeng's "dada" footsteps sound like death approaching, which makes people feel powerless from the bottom of their hearts. Too strong, too abnormal, is that what ordinary people can do?

No, he's not human, he's the devil!

"I... I..." Fujita Yulai opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. In fact, Fujita Yulai didn't know what to say, and even forgot to ask for mercy.

"Whew!"

The red light flashed away. Fujita Yulai's left arm fell to the ground in an instant. After a slight pause, the broken arm was like a fountain. Blood splashed out and spread again!