The long-haired youth Yang Feng slowly played with the wolf-hair flashlight in his hand, "Kid, our boss is not someone who can see whoever he wants to see, what you just said Supervisor Fang and I didn't see it with our own eyes, and you didn't bring anything with you, just based on your words? You should at least show something to prove that you have the qualifications."

With a snap, Ling Yun suddenly turned around and hit the face of the thug who was pointing a gun at him with a heavy slap, the slap was extremely heavy, caught off guard, the thug did not even grunt, as a stream of blood and several broken teeth splattered out of his mouth, his huge body of nearly two hundred pounds fell to the ground with a loud thud and fainted.

Another body searcher had not yet reacted, a hand like an iron clamp had already grabbed his chest, the fighter's feet were suddenly empty, the skinny teenager even lifted him in the air with one hand, the fighter just wanted to struggle, but the teenager's hand spat out the strength, the invisible force that made the fighter's whole body as full of vinegar, acidic and weak and unable to move.

Ling Yun lifted the pugilist who was taller than himself as if he was nothing, facing the six beaters who drew their pistols and nervously aimed at him, and said to Yang Feng indifferently, "Is this qualification enough?"

A trace of anger flashed through Yang Feng's somewhat showy eyes, but he quickly calmed down, "Enough, little brother is bold, I am very impressed."

Ling Yun smiled faintly and casually tossed the big man at his feet as if he were throwing a rag.) The thug struggled to get up, but his body was always heavy as if he was not listening to his commands, no matter how hard he tried, he was only able to simply move his limbs a tiny distance.

Yang Feng walked up to Ling Yun and pulled out a black cloth from the pocket of his suit, handing it to Ling Yun, "Sorry, this is the rule, I still have to trouble you to put it on."

Ling Yun took the black cloth and covered his eyes, turning his face to Yang Feng, "Is this okay?" Inside the black cloth, his eyes suddenly flashed with a silver aura that was not easily noticed.

"Go." Yang Feng shot a glance at Ling Yun and passed a knowing look to Supervisor Fang, who nodded. So Yang Feng was in the front, Ling Yun was in the center, and the six thugs followed Ling Yun as they walked out of the room in a line.

After a minute had passed, Supervisor Fang finally extinguished the burnt-out cigar in the transparent ashtray, and then copied the cordless phone on the countertop, dialed a few buttons, and then briefly explained Ling Yun's matter, especially aggravating his tone of voice when he said the words "Old Demon".

The other end of the phone did not know what to say and then hung up.

Supervisor Fang put down the phone, a smile of satisfaction appearing on his shrewd face. But when he looked at the two thugs still lying on the ground, he couldn't help but frown, copied the phone once again, and was about to call someone to come in and carry the two thugs away.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, his hands desperately strangling his throat, after a few seconds, his face had already turned a horrible greenish-purple color, as if he was lacking in oxygen, and his mouth was wide open in a futile attempt to breathe in air, and his other arm was desperately waving on the smooth boss countertop as if he wanted to grab something, his fingers slightly curved unnaturally.

Crackling and pulling, the supplies on the boss's desk fell all over the place, Supervisor Fang's arm gradually became weak, and with a thud, his head heavily touched the countertop, his pupil-dilated eyes shooting out a blank and unwilling gaze.

A transparent palm, if any, slowly retracted from the snow-white ceiling.

Ling Yun walked behind Yang Feng, and the black cloth did not work on him, even without the use of perception, Ling Yun's eyesight was able to see the front and back through any obstacle. When he got out of this room, Yang Feng did not hesitate to lead him towards a security exit, this security exit was completely different from where Ling Yun came in, the exit was a huge underground parking lot.

The two brawny men in charge of guarding the security exit saw Yang Feng and hurriedly bowed their heads in greeting. Yang Feng did not even pay attention to them, and the group went on their way, it seems that Yang Feng has quite a high status here, he should be a small leader or something like that, Ling Yun secretly thought to himself.

A few moments later, two black Audi V6s sped away from the underground car park.

The sedan drove on the highway for more than an hour before arriving at an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, which was originally supposed to be a large and medium-sized industrial base, but was relocated probably due to environmental pollution, leaving only a continuous stream of dilapidated factories and all kinds of reinforced concrete infrastructural equipment, and due to the years of no one cleaning up and managing the factories, the factories had already become a dumping ground in the name of the name, and were filled with the decaying The smell.

The Audi slowly stopped in front of a fairly neat factory, due to the lack of lights, the night could only vaguely see the huge and hideous silhouette of the old black factory as if a crouching monster.

The two thugs stepped out of the car first and then opened the doors for Yang Feng and Ling Yun respectively. The other Audi had only four fighters sitting on it, and they all stepped out of the car as well.

Yang Feng looked at Ling Yun who stepped out of the car in amazement, no matter what kind of character it was, once the eyes suddenly couldn't see anything, there would be instinctive fear and panic, and this fear would be powerfully expressed through speech as well as actions. But this teenager from the beginning of the car, until getting off more than an hour, just sitting quietly, not a word has not been exported, there is no uneasy action, looks like a statue in general. Several times, the driver of the hitman intentionally raised the sedan to extreme speed, because the great urgency of the oncoming will intensify the panic of the blindfolded person. But soon, both Yang Feng and the hitman were disappointed, because Ling Yun was like a senseless piece of wood, his face outside his eyes was always expressionless, and he didn't even change his sitting position.

Yang Feng was suddenly a bit uneasy, and for the first time, he felt as if it was a mistake to bring Ling Yun here. But soon, the ferocious and violent nature will suppress the sudden uneasiness, no matter what, killing people is the best choice, their own hands have someone with a gun still afraid of what.

A few snow bright dazzling beams of light recklessly irradiated Ling Yun and other people's bodies, the black old factory door appeared a few black-clothed people, holding the same wolf-hair flashlight as Yang Feng. Under the blinding light, it was impossible to see the faces of the men in black.

"Let the boss know, I've brought the people." Yang Feng walked towards the factory entrance while blocking his eyes and shaking back with the same wolf hair flashlight, the extremely bright and cohesive electric light traced out complex and strange signals in the night as if it had an unknown meaning. This kind of compact wolf hair flashlight can only be bought on the black market, a flashlight is worth at least one hundred dollars, charging once can be used continuously for eighty hours, within a short distance of ordinary people if the flashlight's beam is directly irradiated to the eyes, it will result in temporary visual blindness.

Greeting Yang Feng is a gunshot with a silencer after the unique sound, fluttering after two sounds, Yang Feng suddenly stops in place, and his heart blooms a brightly colored blood flowers, and blood flowers are still slowly expanding. A blood hole with a diameter of about 0.5 centimeters appeared on his handsome face that was written with shock.

With a shot to the brain and a shot to the heart, Yang Feng only collapsed with infinite confusion and unwillingness.

The six black-clothed fighters that Yang Feng had brought with him froze in their tracks, although they were all well-trained fighters and had guns with them, the sudden shooting still caused their brains to experience a second of unreality and physical sluggishness.