The Super Special Forces King

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There is another very important reason why I went to Mexico City, because there was enough chaos there.

Don’t always think that chaos is a bad thing, because he can easily get guns, even more fierce weapons, with the help of his own hands, he can secretly form a powerful combat force, even if it is. It is definitely not so easy for a killer to want to do it.

In China, the ban on guns is so harsh, it is still possible to get one or two guns secretly, but if it is a large quantity, hum, just wait to be invited by the relevant department to drink tea.One or two guns cannot form an effective defensive force at all, but for a killer, as long as one gun and one bullet can kill a person.

This is also the reason why Zhang Feng moved his relatives to Mexico City. Even this matter was operated secretly, even the old beggar did not tell.It's not that I'm afraid that the old beggar will leak the wind, but I'm afraid that he will stop him. What he will do will surely upset Kyoto. If the old beggar is involved, it will be bad.

After listening to Zhang Feng's words, the choreographer frowned slightly and asked the key question: "You said we should go first and wait for you in Mexico City? What about you?"

"Me? There are still some things in Kyoto, I will find you after finishing it." Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.He has already made a decision in his heart. If this matter is not done, he is doomed to sleep and eat.

The dancer frowned, knowing that what he was going to do was definitely not that easy, but he did not persuade him, because he knew that since Zhang Feng had decided, it would be useless to persuade himself.

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Without saying goodbye, taking advantage of the darkness, Zhang Feng drove back to the five-star hotel rented in the city center alone.

On the other side, under the protection of the dancer, Zhuo Chaoyun and others rushed to the airport in batches, and the plane took off directly to Mexico City tomorrow morning.The choreographer has already contacted Zhai Qiang who stayed behind in Mexico City, and Zhai Qiang has already started to buy a large enough house in a remote location.

Entering the five-star hotel, Zhang Feng simply took a shower and then put himself on the bed.

The reason why he made the seemingly hasty decision in such a short period of time actually has another reason, that is, he got the news that five days later, it will be the 70th birthday of the head of the Wang family. For a banquet held in the royal residence, anyone with a decent face in Kyoto is invited to come.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng's mouth curled up with a sneer.

However, there is still one thing left to do. I took my mobile phone out of my pocket and dialed a phone I haven't contacted for a long time.

Although there has been no contact for a long time, and the relationship between the two people is very delicate, Zhang Feng is sure that this person will help himself.

After the phone rang twice, it was connected, and then there was a lazy voice that was obviously awakened by the phone: "Hello?"

"It's me, Zhang Feng."

"Zhang Feng? Why did you think of calling me?" The person on the other end of the phone was silent for ten seconds before asking.

Zhang Feng was not vague, just said: "I need your help if I have something."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent again. This time the silence lasted longer, one full minute before he said, "Where are you?"

Zhang Feng told the address and room number of his hotel, and he hung up on the other end of the phone.

Throwing the mobile phone in his hand aside, standing up and draping the bathrobe over his body, holding a black pistol in his hand, this was specially made by Chen Wanru, and it should feel safe to touch it.

The heavy curtains have blocked the window, and there is no moonlight penetrating in. Only in this way can Zhang Feng dare to stand in front of the window. After all, he doesn't know where, maybe a killer has set up the gun, and his head is waiting to appear in his scope. .

Although he couldn't see the outside, standing in front of the window still made Zhang Feng feel comfortable, took out a cigarette and lit it on his mouth, smoking slowly.

The smoke gradually diffused in the room, because it was too inferior and smelled a bit spicy.

"It should almost be in Kyoto, right?" Zhang Feng asked to himself, naturally, he was a killer who wanted to exchange his head for tens of millions of dollars.

"Come on, the more the better, the fewer people are meaningless."

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Half an hour later, a black car parked in the hotel's parking lot. A very tightly wrapped person got out of the car and went straight to the elevator.

The black windbreaker was tightly wrapped, and the hem was at the ankle. Only a pair of high heels, a peaked cap, and a mask were all exposed. Only from the figure, this should be a woman.

The waiter in charge of the elevator operation was not surprised to see the woman walk in. As the most upscale five-star hotel in Kyoto, people from the entertainment industry often enter and exit the hotel, almost all dressed in this way, for fear of being recognized.

"The 18th floor." The woman's voice was gentle.

The elevator rose slowly and stopped twice in the middle. Some people came up and some people went down. They were very curious about the woman. They couldn't help but looked at them secretly, but the woman kept her head down and couldn't see her face clearly.

The elevator finally stopped on the 18th floor. The woman walked out quickly with high heels. The soft carpet made people unable to hear any footsteps. Finally, the woman stood at the door of 1809 without knocking, but directly He took out his cell phone and dialed Zhang Feng's phone.

Connected, "I'm at the door." After speaking, he directly hung up.

Zhang Feng walked to the door, opened the door of the room, letting go, and the woman walked in directly.

When the door closed, the woman unloaded her equipment.

After taking off the hat, Ru Waterfall’s hair was approved, but Hu Xinting took off the mask.

Then she turned her back to Zhang Feng and slowly took off the coat she was covering. Zhang Feng looked at her and said with a smile: "Why do you cover it so tightly? What are you worried about?"

As the woman's coat slowly slipped off her shoulders, Zhang Feng's mouth opened slightly, and he could no longer speak!

The white and smooth back was unreservedly displayed in front of Zhang Feng, with only a thin black lace ribbon in the middle.

When the coat fell on the foot, it was round and straight, and the arc was enchanting...you could see all but a pair of black lace panties.

"I thought I won't see you before the wedding, so I don't want to let go of this opportunity." Hu Xinting slowly turned around, she was smiling, just as gentle and bright as when she first saw it.