Chapter 118 Calculate old accounts and new accounts together

The nearest western excretion gate area to Nanjing University is nearly ten kilometers. Yanfeng quickly found the flight area number through the intelligent network, and then took out the star wing intelligent control bracelet from the room drawer and pressed the automatic navigation button.

"Brother Feng, are you going to take an aircraft to save your sister?" Xiaohui asked.

Yan Feng stroked her little head: "Don't worry, your sister will be fine,"

"Look for this girl for me. Don't let her run around." Yan Feng woke up Chen Jie. Instead of waking up, he directly left a word and rushed out of the door.

A sky-blue star-winged aircraft with extreme wind in the sky landed outside the gate of Jinlongxuan, which attracted many male and female students who stopped and watched. Seeing the cold-looking Yanfeng jump into the car, they whispered:

"Star Wings, that boy is so cool!"

"The people in Jinlongxuan Talent Education Class are awesome, and even the aircraft are super-branded limited edition star wings..."

Starwing system: "Navigation starts, please fasten your seat belt and select the end of the flight area."

Yan Feng ignored the inquiry of the system intelligent computer, quickly changed his organizational uniform in the driving compartment, put two special straight knives on his calf, and then held the navigation plate for manual operation. A strong anti-gravity flow broke out on the ground, rushing to the sky at an amazing speed, and the group of people downstairs were stunned:

"Crazy...cool..."

In the automatic system layer of the west excretion gate, two black uniform kidnappers tied the kidnapped girl to the supporting iron pillar.

"Gone go of me!" The girl struggled to lift her slender legs and kicked it under the abdomen of a kidnapper.

The kidnapper who was kicked covered his lower body in pain, and his face turned blue. Next to him, a unkempt-haired kidnapper took off his leather gloves and gently stroked the girl's pretty face, laughing jokingly:

"What a beauty, such a white and tender skin, it's slippery to the touch..."

"Take away your dirty hands!" The girl shook off the big hand of the messy black-haired kidnapper and stared at him angrily.

Looking at this anxious and angry beauty, the kidnapper surged with blood. Such a perfect beauty appeared in front of him without resistance. No normal man could resist such a **.

"Why don't you let the uncle enjoy it now?" The disheveled black-haired kidnapper smiled.

The girl was finally a little scared and said in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do... Don't touch me... Do you know who I am?"

"Even if you are the chief's daughter, it is no different from ordinary uncompetences in our hands!" The messy black-haired kidnapper pressed the girl's shoulder and his head came up.

"Ah--" The messy black-haired kidnapper screamed, and then covered his nose, and the bright red blood flowed out of his fingers.

The five black uniform kidnappers who leaned aside to watch the play laughed loudly. The messy black-haired kidnapper pinched the girl's chin angrily. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he was stopped by a middle-in-pitated male voice:

"Enough, we are entrusted to deal with one person this time. Don't make other trouble for me."

The disheveled black-haired kidnapper was extremely afraid of the middle-aged man smoking cigars on the scene and whispered to the girl, "When that boy is solved, let's see how I deal with you!"

A long-faced kidnapper next to him walked to the middle-aged man and asked, "Big brother, we caught this girl. Will the girl's brother come?"

The girl seemed to understand something and asked, "Who do you want to attract?" What you were about to arrest was my sister. We don't have any brothers. Did you catch the wrong person?

The middle-aged man frowned and strode towards the girl. The ferocious face with a long scar on the corner of his left eye shocked the girl, but only found the identity card from her pocket.

A middle-aged man taps the ID card display key, and a small silver image is displayed:

"Han Yueru... Address: Bai Xiangtao, Second Ring Road... Father Han Xianghui, it turns out that you are the daughter of the chairman of Gravity Group."

The girl who was caught is not someone else, but Han Yueru, who has a close relationship with Yan Feng!

Long-faced kidnapper: "Brother, that Han Xianghui doesn't seem to have a son. It seems that we have arrested the wrong person. Do you want to explain the situation to the employer?"

The middle-aged man showed a trace of greed in his eyes and said in a low voice, "We will move the place immediately. We will do a big job!"

As soon as the two kidnappers untied Han Yueru, they were strongly resisted by her. In a hurry, the middle-aged man directly took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and sprayed it gently on her face. In a few seconds, he fell into a state of fainting.

The long-faced kidnapper followed the kidnappers with Han Yueru's delicate body. At this time, a black figure suddenly fell from the dark iron on the sky. The knife light flashed, and the long-faced kidnapper suddenly let out a heart-breaking howl. When the kidnappers turned around, they saw the long-faced kidnapper holding their legs painfully, and two strands of blood gushed out of their calves.

Yanfeng rushed to the excretory gate area at an alarming speed and dived into the iron frame at the top of the system layer. The kidnappers never dreamed that a student of the Nanjing University Talent Education Class was an elite of the assassin organization and could appear here in such a short time.

When Yan Feng saw the face of the middle-aged man above, a strong anger surged in his heart. The scar on the corner of his left eye will never forget it. This middle-aged man is the black leader who threw him into Dongjiang two years ago!

Quickly cut the hamstrings of the long-faced kidnapper. Yan Feng successfully grabbed the hostage and withdrew a few meters away. At the moment when he saw the girl's face in his arms, his expression froze, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind:

"How can it be you..."

"Who is it?!" The middle-aged man realized that the other party was agile and quickly pulled out a hot pistol from his arms. The rest of the kidnappers also took out strong current iron rods.

Yanfeng took a windy step, and his body flashed to a excretion warehouse to put down Han Yueru, and then attacked the kidnappers from the other side. The speed of the shadowless secret is amazing. In the dark, the kidnappers can only barely see a shadow. Several people hurriedly waved a strong current iron rod and hit it, but suddenly felt a huge pain in their wrists. They couldn't hold the weapon in their hands and fell to the ground with a few waves.

In the face of the enemy who once pushed his life to destroy his fate, Yan Feng did not have a trace of weakness and directly used the critical footwork he had just mastered. A knife flashed. Except for the middle-aged man in the front, the other seven kidnappers were each hit six or seven times. His limbs and chest were cut. They all lay on the ground and cried bitterly. Although they would not die immediately, they could not move.

"Who the hell are you!" The middle-aged man tUCKED his thermal pistol, and a wisp of white laser shot at Yanfeng's chest.

Yanfeng does not dodge, and the laser shooting only leaves a small black spot on the black uniform.

"Are you... a national agent?" The middle-aged man's expression was shocked. Yan Feng's organizational uniform is the same as that of the agent's uniform, which can defend against the direct attack of most sharp blades and heat guns, so he mistakenly thinks that he is a national agent. What's more, with Yan Feng's skills, it is extremely easy to avoid the attack.

The middle-aged man's frightened eyes flashed with a knife, and then several blood sprayed from his limbs. He was patient enough. He gritted his teeth without making a scream. He crawled on the ground and twitched, and a lot of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Thinking of the humiliation he received in those years, Yan Feng raised his feet and kicked the whole body of the middle-aged man over. His cold eyes looked down at the white scar face of the middle-aged man and said coldly:

"Do you want to know who I am?"

The middle-aged man tried to concentrate. Looking at Yan Feng slowly taking off his black leather mask and revealing a face that he could not have dreamed of, his voice was obviously trembling:

"You... are not dead?"

"I let you down," Yan Feng sneered and put a sharp knife against the rough face of a middle-aged man. "Say, who hired you this time?"

The middle-aged man reluctantly pulled up a bleak smile at the corners of his mouth and said, "You won't forget, will you? There is a rule for everyone in our industry. If the employer doesn't want to..."

"Sss--" The blade crossed, and the middle-aged man's face was full of blood.

"My patience is also limited. Do you want to test how long my knife can last?" Yan Feng shook the knife in front of him, but his tone was very calm.

As the leader of a hired killer, he may die in the task at any time. Middle-aged men have never been afraid of death since this industry. However, looking at the strong murderous intent of the black gem-like pupils, as if his soul was about to be swallowed up, he felt fear and horror in front of a young man for the first time.

Ten seconds of silence.

"Smile-ss--" Yanfeng's straight knife avoided the artery and then opened two long openings on the middle-aged man's body, only pain but not much bleeding.

Five minutes later, the middle-aged man did not have a good part in his body. He suffered almost more pain than he had been in half his life, and his breathing became extremely weak:

"I advise you not to...in vain..."

"Very good!" Yan Feng took the middle-aged man to the edge of the excretion gate, pushed him out of the railing, and most of his body hung upside down.

Looking at the dirty sink below, the middle-aged man sighed, "Two years ago... I couldn't eradicate you, but now it's my turn... Ha ha... You're not an excellent killer... Because you have not only the hatred of your parents... but also the concern... Go revenge... One day you will regret what you have done. Cut..."

These words were like stabbing a knife in Yan Feng's chest, which successfully angered him and finally released his right hand holding the middle-aged man's belt.

"I will wait in hell..." The voice of the middle-aged man submerged in the sewage.