My Virtual Kingdom of God

Even though Zhao Feng walked far away, he still heard Qian Laoliu cursing because of his extraordinary hearing.

He sneered, and then ignored it.

It was past eleven o'clock at this time, and most of the surrounding residents were asleep, only a few lights were on.

Under the faint light, the originally dark alley is even more permeating.

Walking to the front of the house, Zhao Feng took out the key and was about to open the door when his ears moved.

It's...breathing.

There are people in the room.

Zhao Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold, changing to before, he should run away at this time.

But at this moment, Zhao Feng was bold and skilled, he turned the key lightly as if nothing had happened, and then slammed the door open.

Behind the door, the burly man lurking there seemed to have been hit by a high-speed car, and his body was thrown out and hit the wall.

Slap!

The pistol fell to the ground.

The scene in front of them was beyond everyone's expectations, and the man in the suit shouted loudly: "Let's go together."

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards Zhao Feng. Obviously, he forgot what Lu Ze told him.

Zhao Feng saw a black figure rushing towards him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Feng stretched out his right arm, grabbed the man in the suit by the hair, pressed down, and slammed his right knee.

boom!

The man in the suit collapsed to the ground as if his soul had been sucked out.

"Fourth brother!"

The companion exclaimed, raised the pistol and pulled the trigger at Zhao Feng.

puff!

The bullet passed through the muffler and shot out at high speed.

The moment Zhao Feng was pointed at by the pistol, the hairs on Zhao Feng's body stood on end. He turned around suddenly, and the bullet flew out of his waist.

Zhao Feng wiped his waist and felt it was sticky. If nothing else, he should have been shot.

But how strong his physique was at the initial stage of forging, even if he was shot, Zhao Feng did not immediately lose his fighting power.

I saw his figure like lightning, flying towards the man who fired the gun.

Zhao Feng was full of energy and blood, his back muscles were like a huge dragon, and he punched the man who shot the neck.

"die!"

He shouted loudly!

The man who fired the gun froze.

He clearly saw that he shot Zhao Feng, but he didn't expect that the other party was alive and well, as if nothing had happened.

Click!

The neck of the man who shot was twisted into an abnormal arc, and his neck was broken.

One must know that Zhao Feng took Huanglong Pill in real life, at this time his full strength exploded, and he could hit more than 500 kilograms of force.

This kind of attack hits the body of ordinary people, and it can be said that they will be injured and die if they are rubbed.

What's more, the man who shot the gun was hit in the neck, and he died naturally.

The last person was stunned when he saw Zhao Feng leveling all three of his gun-wielding men in twos and twos.

Most importantly, he just saw Zhao Feng was shot.

"You...you are not human! Die! Die!"

There was madness in his eyes, and he raised his gun and wanted to shoot.

But the distance between him and Zhao Feng was too close, no more than two meters between them.

Two meters!

The speed at which he pulled the trigger was not as fast as Zhao Feng's speed across this distance.

Zhao Feng's figure was like lightning, he leaped forward, and raised his right hand, pointing his gun at the sky.

puff!

Bullets hit the ceiling.

Zhao Feng held the claw with his left hand and pinched it towards the man's neck.

"Say, who sent you here?"

Although it was only a brief fight, Zhao Feng knew that these people were just ordinary people who had never practiced physical exercise.

"Ho!"

The man's neck was clasped by Zhao Feng's iron-like hands, his face flushed red, and he was speechless.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng restrained his strength.

"Hoo hoo!"

The man felt his neck loosen, and took a big breath.

"Don't kill me! I say! I say everything!"

The man begged for mercy.

In a moment, the man confided all the information.

Just when the man thought Zhao Fengfeng would let him go.

Click!

There was a crisp bone cracking sound.

His neck was broken.

So far, the four men who ambushed him with guns were all killed by Zhao Feng.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Zhao Feng took out a cigarette and smoked it silently.

"It seems that we have to run away."

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, exhaled it again, and said silently.

The movement of the fight just now was not that big, and Zhao Feng lived in a remote place, so no one should have noticed it.

But Zhao Feng can't guarantee the specifics.

He packed up immediately, took simple clothes and money, then closed the door and rushed towards the pier.

No one knew that there were four corpses left in this small rental house.

 …

Linghai City, a dilapidated port.

People who don't know will think that this is a fishing port. In fact, there is another kind of business here, smuggling.

In the fishing port, there are countless fishing boats docked.

Zhao Feng paid the money to the driver, got out of the taxi, and caressed the wound on his waist.

He was lucky, that shot was just a bruise, not a hit, and with his physique, he would be able to recover within a few days.

Zhao Feng looked at the pier in front of him, and skillfully rushed towards a fishing house.

Five minutes later, Zhao Feng found the place he was looking for in the messy illegal buildings at the pier.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

Zhao Feng knocked on the door according to the signal.

"Squeak."

The door of the fishing house opened, and the person who opened the door was a thin boy about thirteen or fourteen years old.

Zhao Feng glanced at him, raised his leg and walked in.

"Bring the money."

Seeing Zhao Feng, the tattooed snake head said while smoking.

Without saying a word, Zhao Feng took out ten packs of brand new banknotes from his bag.

The younger brother next to him quickly took it.

"You know the rules, people leave but goods don't."

A gleam flashed across the snake's cloudy eyes.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng raised his hand and let his younger brother search him.

After searching the body, the younger brother nodded at the snake head.

"The ship at two o'clock in the morning, the unloading time is uncertain, and the unloading location is uncertain. As for whether you can go out, it depends on your luck."

Although the snake head said so, Zhao Feng knew that this person had been running for more than ten years and had never had any problems.

Zhao Feng nodded.

Seeing Zhao Feng nodding, the snake head grinned, bared its yellow teeth, smiled and said to the little brother next to it: "Second son, take him aboard."