C89 The Greatest Reliance?
C89 The Greatest Reliance?
Seeing the short-haired young man, Bai Guangyi's expression immediately became respectful.
"Brother Qing, I've brought him here."
The short-haired teenager nodded, he glanced at Liu Yiyi, and his gaze paused on Liu Yiyi's pretty face for a moment, then looked at Chen Feng and Aa Hao, and asked sloppily: "You are from Cangzhou?"
Chen Feng nodded.
The short-haired youth nodded slightly. "Not bad, you have quite the guts."
"Where's Master Chen?" Aa Hao asked in a deep voice.
"Master Chen? "Come with me." The short-haired teenager smiled playfully as he walked in front.
Aa Hao followed closely, while Chen Feng frowned as he glanced at the few hidden corners of the surroundings. He thought to himself, "This is going to be troublesome."
After walking for a few more meters, Chen Feng saw a few reconstructed prisons. Gu Dongchen was impressively locked in one of them.
However, his appearance was rather miserable. His entire body was covered with bone-deep wounds, and he had turned into a man made of blood. Some of his wounds even revealed his white bones. It was obvious that he had received inhuman torture.
Seeing Gu Dongchen lying on the ground, on the verge of death, Aa Hao's eyes suddenly opened wide.
He turned around and prepared to attack the short-haired young man. However, the young man seemed to have expected this and pulled out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Aa Hao's forehead.
"You can try."
"Let's see if you'll hit me faster, or if I'll shoot you faster!" Yang Qing looked coldly at Aa Hao and said.
Aa Hao stared at Yang Qing. Veins were popping up on his forehead, but he didn't dare to attack again. The calluses on Wu's palms showed that he was an expert at using pistols. Such an expert could have shot him before he could do anything.
Liu Yiyi was also frightened to the point that her face turned pale. She didn't expect to run into a gun here. It would only appear in TV shows.
Just then, Bai Guangyi smiled complacently, and immediately kicked Aa Hao's waist, scolding: "Aren't you f * cking good at fighting? Continue! "
"And you, country bumpkin, aren't you awesome? Why aren't you saying anything now? " Bai Guangyi looked at Wu Dingdao arrogantly. He was sure that Chen Feng would never think that there would be a gun in the Kowloon Manor.
Because, right now China's control over guns was extremely strict, many people in the gray zone, as long as they dared to touch the guns, they would definitely face the lightning attack from the officials, so guns were truly rare items, in places like Cangzhou, other than the officials, it was even harder for you to find a gun in the hands of other people in the grey zone than climbing into the sky.
On the black market, any random gun could be sold for over a hundred thousand yuan.
He spent a lot of effort to buy the pistol in Yang Qing's hand, which cost him around 500,000 yuan on the black market.
"Is this what you rely on the most?" Chen Feng sighed and asked in disappointment. Indeed, he was disappointed. He had thought that Bai Guangyi would come up with something amazing to deal with him, but he didn't expect that Bai Guangyi only had a gun.
"What do you mean?" Bai Guangyi was stunned, "No, are you f * cking blind? Look carefully, what is Brother Qing holding in his hand?"
Chen Feng smiled.
"Desert Eagle, 0.357 inch in diameter, firing speed of 378 m/s, and bomb capacity of 8. It was produced in 1985. Am I right?" Chen Feng glanced at Yang Qing and asked calmly.
"You've played with guns before?!" He suddenly realized that something was wrong with Chen Feng. Ever since he entered the door, he had been very calm. Even now, when he took out his gun, the expression on Chen Feng's face did not change. What kind of confidence did he have?
Chen Feng shook his head. He understood almost all firearms, but he had never touched any firearms because his master Xiao Guozhong wouldn't let him.
Xiao Guozhong once said that if he touched a gun, he would have distracting thoughts on the cultivation of Martial Tao. He would always think of a shortcut, and it was difficult for his Martial Tao to achieve anything.
So Chen Feng never touched the gun.
Although Chen Feng shook his head, Yang Qing felt even more uneasy. He was once the ace soldier of Qiannan Special Forces Brigade. He knew very well that firearms were not invincible in this world.
In front of some people, firearms were just a toy. However, such a person was extremely rare. Normally, ordinary people would never see such a person. Could it be that this young man in front of him was such a person?
Yang Qing's expression was unsettled, he looked at Chen Feng and asked: "Friend, you are Martial Cultivator?"
Chen Feng smiled faintly and did not reply. With Yang Qing's social status, he could already come into contact with the level of Martial Cultivator.
Chen Feng's attitude made Yang Qing more uneasy. If Chen Feng was really the Martial Cultivator, then he would have to consider whether it was worth it to offend a Martial Cultivator for Bai Guangyi.
Behind Martial Cultivator, there was usually a sect. All of these sect members were distinguished guests of the upper class.
Even if he could kill Chen Feng here, there would be a lot of trouble in the future.
"If you really are Martial Cultivator, then today's matter is a misunderstanding. You can bring this person back." Yang Qing still didn't dare to take a gamble. Although Chen Feng might be pretending to be calm, if Chen Feng was really Martial Cultivator, then Yang Qing would shoot, and then there would be no possibility for Chen Feng to turn back.
After beating Chen Feng to death, the sect behind Chen Feng will come and find trouble with him.
If he couldn't beat Chen Feng to death...
Yang Qing was even more scared to think about it. Most of the people who had just become Martial Cultivator could be killed with a single bullet, but there were a few other Martial Cultivator that he could not kill with a single bullet, so they could now be called Earth Immortal.
The Earth Immortal, even if it was the person behind him, he could not afford to offend them!
"Brother Qing … …" Bai Guangyi was completely confused. He did not understand why Chen Feng would be so afraid of Chen Feng after only saying a few words from the beginning. Even if Chen Feng was really the Martial Cultivator, he would not be like this.
"Shut up!" Yang Qing glared coldly at Bai Guangyi. This idiot, Bai Guangyi, did not understand that there was not much of a problem with Chen Feng being the Martial Cultivator, but the problem was that Chen Feng was too young!
To be able to become a Martial Cultivator at this age, not only because his own talent was outstanding, but also because he had a sect backing him, he was definitely not simple.
Gu Xiong was also a Martial Cultivator, but it took him thirty years to become a Martial Cultivator. Yang Qing did not pay much attention to a young Martial Cultivator like Gu Xiong, because Gu Xiong's talent was limited, and in the future, he was destined to not have any high achievements. The teacher behind him, namely King Kong Martial Club, was not even the top martial arts school in Jinling, and the person behind Yang Qing could easily deal with him.
However, the Chen Feng in front of him, Yang Qing, had no idea what was going on with him. If he really had a powerful teacher, then Yang Qing would really cause trouble for Kowloon Manor.
"Just a misunderstanding?" Chen Feng glanced at Yang Qing coldly. It seemed that Yang Qing still had not realized what kind of existence Yang Qing was to him.