Super Special Forces King

At this time, Zhang Feng is already close to the teaching staff building, and the number of agents within 20 meters has doubled, and it is estimated that there are hundreds of people.

But the connection between them was broken, and Yu Zihua cleverly placed a signal jammer there.

Zhang Feng entered the faculty apartment building smoothly, but met a few agents, and Zhang Feng could cleverly avoid them.

There are many cameras in the building, all of which have been controlled by the middle gamer, but this has no effect on Zhang Feng.

The person killed here that day, Zhang Feng had already been taken away, and was cruelly thrown out of the city.

It was discovered by the police within a long time, but the middle gamer said nothing.

What happened? There is no evidence. I don’t know how he died. This man’s mission was to watch inside the building, but how could the corpse come outside the city?

They didn't have the mind to investigate the cause of this person's death, because many people had already died, and one missing one was not a big problem.

At this moment, Zhang Feng is carrying a piece of equipment, that is, a camouflage net. This kind of camouflage net has long been used in the military. Only the top arms can equip it. It is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and the price on the black market is higher.

This is obtained by Li Hongan.

With this camouflage net on his back, Zhang Feng stood at the door of the doctor's house and knocked softly on the door.

A camouflage net must be used here, because there are seven or eight cameras facing the gate of the doctor's house, and there are no dead ends. The camouflage net was used last time.

People in the middle game have more camouflage nets.

Da Da... knocked on the door very carefully.

A minute later, the door opened and Zhang Feng walked in.

"Good evening, Dr. Loves Frank! Where is Hart, has he eaten? I brought him a roast duck!" Zhang Feng carried a bag in his hand.

Coming here, Zhang Feng seemed to have entered his home.

"Mr. Tyrone, I can't go with you today!" Dr. Loves Frank is holding a book in his hand, with eyes on his eyes, and his expression is a bit tired. It seems that he has been working for several hours.

Zhang Feng smiled disapprovingly: "It's okay, I just came to see Hart, I miss him."

"In the room, there is no dinner bowl tonight, because he is tired of the food I brought him!" Dr. Loves Frank felt a little helpless.

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Oh, it’s okay. I’ll give this to him. I think he will like it very much. Oh, I’m very sorry, Dr. Loves Frank, I only brought one copy today. Brought to you."

"You take it in and give it to him! I think he is starving!" said Dr. Loves Frank and entered his room.

Zhang Feng knocked on the door of a room and said in a low voice, "Hart, it's me, let's see what I bring you!"

The door opened as soon as the voice fell. It was a teenage boy. He looked a little unhappy. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Feng, then looked down at what Zhang Feng was holding.

A longing look appeared in his eyes: "What is this? Is it delicious?"

"It's roast duck. It's a delicacy that has been circulating in China for hundreds of years. I think it's delicious!" Zhang Feng smiled.

"Uncle Tyrone, can I eat it?"

"Of course you can, but you have to promise me that you can only eat half of it, and give the other half to your father, otherwise a duck leg will do. This is my request!" Zhang Feng said.

Hart glanced at his father who was sitting on the sofa in the lobby, looking a little embarrassed, but nodded.

"Okay, I promise you, you will give it to him, right?"

"No, child, he is your father, not my father. No one can do this for you, not even God!"

"I know!"

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Hart, do you know where my knife is hidden?"

Hart shook his head.

"Go, let's go in, and I will show it to you!"

Entering his room with many airplane models, Zhang Feng put the roast duck on the table, opened several layers of bags and tin foil, braving the heat and aroma, Hart couldn't wait to eat it.

"Uncle Tyrone, where's your knife?" Hart looked at the roast duck.

This roast duck is delicious and delicious. It needs a test for a boy like Hart who has never eaten any delicious food and has no resistance to food.

call out……

As soon as Zhang Feng's hand moved, a small knife appeared in his hand: "Actually, there are many ways to eat roast duck. My personal favorite is to eat with your hands open. You can do that too!"

"But it will be very unclean!" Hart said.

Zhang Feng said: "My child, does God use a knife when he eats pilaf?"

"It must be with your hands, otherwise how would you call it a pilaf!"

The temptation of good food is testing him, and Zhang Feng is just right.

"That's it, do it!"

Hart wiped his hand on his clothes twice, then tore the duck leg and walked out with the duck leg.

Zhang Feng laughed!

The goal has been achieved, and Zhang Feng can do it with just one roast duck.

Dr. Loves Frank put down the manuscript in his hand, eating duck legs, and did not speak.

Then he came back to eat, and it looked ugly, hungry, and mouth full of oil, very enjoyable.

In ten minutes, he finished the duck, three or four catties of duck.

After eating, he asked: "Uncle Tyrone, when will I have roast duck again?"

"I don't know, you know, your father left you at home for your safety. There are a lot of agents around. They are all people who kill people without blinking. Just yesterday, I was arrested by them. Inside the prison, I finally ran out; if you want to eat more authentic roast duck, I will tell you a place." Zhang Feng said.

"Where?"

"In Huaxia, go by plane!" Zhang Feng said: "If you go, I will let you fly to China by plane. Don't tell me that you can't fly. That way I will be very sad!"

"No, no, I will hold, will hold, is it 707?"

"No, boy, I don't like 707, don't you like 710? Oh, if you don't like it, it would be a shame!"

"No, no, I like it, I like it, I like the 710 best!"

"Okay, but you have to go with your father, otherwise I dare not leave too much. Your father loves you so much, he will do his best with me!"

"My father will go, he doesn't like it here!"

"Then I'm waiting for you!" Zhang Feng smiled: "After eating, it will take an hour before you can sleep. Then you will go to your gym tomorrow. Only a strong body can fly a plane!"

"I will, I will become very strong!"

"Okay, can I go out and talk to your father?"

"Of course! I will send you out!"

"Thank you, boy!"