Although I really want to kill Ye Ge in one fell swoop and let this trouble disappear forever in the world, this character with terrifying potential will cause any accidents when killing. I can only kill him in one fell swoop and not give him time to react. Lin Feng rented a set of monitors near the apartment where Ye Ge lived and then went to meet Zhan Lan, Erona, and the madman.

In an extremely empty warehouse in Moscow city, some homeless and shabby tramps in messy clothes and bright-colored gangsters in leather clothes were all squatting on the ground in groups of three or three, leaning against the wall and chatting softly. As soon as Lin Feng stepped into the warehouse, both the gangsters and the tramps suddenly came to his heart, gathering in groups in three or five in the corner, squatting on the ground and silently falling. The warehouse, which was originally full of noise, was instantly relieved.

After calming down, Lin Feng saw Zhan Lan nodding slightly to him, he slowly walked to the front and instantly the extremely violent aura dissipated. The gangsters who had blood in their hands were pressed down and could not speak. The tramps in their clothes were even more pale, and some people with difficulty breathing grabbed their throats with their hands. Lin Feng picked up a black suitcase beside him and opened the lock and threw it out. The bundles of British pounds were completely scattered in the air, kicking over several wooden boxes in front of him, high

Grenades, wheel-type heavy machine guns, anti-tank individual weapons, etc. scattered all over the ground. Some of the weapons were even seen in science fiction movies, but the people curled up in pain on the ground didn't even dare to look at them. Lin Feng said lightly: "What I want to do today is very simple. Many of you have done these before. Wait for a while and get familiar with the weapons assigned to you. To erase some of the staff on Balaclava Street from the world in the evening, they will be yours.

.” The blasphemy words that were quite magnetic with evil fluctuations combined with the strange demonic aura in the air brought these people who were already full of resentment and unwilling to completely pull the abyss of depravity. The slight hesitation and fear in their hearts were swallowed up by greed and jealousy. When Lin Feng walked towards the gangsters behind the inner room, the homeless men rushed to snatch the weapons. Some gangsters who had known had even raised the heavy metal storm and rocket launcher in groups of three.

This not-too-large office is now very crowded, with a very strong fluctuating mental position that has not yet dissipated. When you walk into this room, you feel extremely uncomfortable. Beside the wall in the north, there are a row of strong young men wearing black leather jackets. In front of them are iron boxes with runes similar to the English letter F. Arona sat on the sand with a slightly pale face and closed her eyes. This week, she has been continuously selecting the best ones from the gangsters to control. Although there is no need for permanent mental control that does not harm the mind, it is also a considerable consumption to control seven people in three days. The madman on the side is also a big deal.

Lying on the sand, gasping for breath, naturally lowered his right hand holding the head of a pretty young woman. The young woman's face was extremely frightened, but now she no longer made any noise. A dense tiny tentacle stretched out from the madman's palm and penetrated into her body from her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears to swallow flesh and blood. As the young woman's skin became grayer and dry, the madman's body, which could have been called withered, slowly regained his vitality. A yellow boy with mucus and blood scars was close to the corner of the sand. He squatted on the ground and hugged his knees with his hands. The eyes buried deep in his knees were filled with bloody murderous intent that was the same as the madman.

When Lin Feng and his friends returned to the villa, Azhi had been waiting in the living room for a long time. Today, he leaned against the sand with Knightley, constantly sucking clouds and vomiting mist. The living room with cigarette butts on the ground was now filled with choking gray mist. Unlike Knightley's tasting, Azhi's smoke was constantly inhaled and swallowed and slowly flowed out of his nose. When he saw Lin Feng back, he said, "How is it still there today? It's been a week since these bastards have not appeared. If this continues, even the police will come to the door. Those damn night watchmen will not appear!"

"Haha, don't worry, as long as this continues, they will show up sooner or later. They must be prepared every night. Maybe tonight... By the way, I'll meet your partner Les, and I won't have a warm hug." As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, a thin young man walked out of behind him. Although the young man looked exactly the same as Les, and his spirit and momentum were exactly the same as ordinary people, his murderous eyes and overall feeling made Azhi, who had been with Les for a while, look very strange at first glance.

"Is this Les? Why is he?" Before Azhi's words had finished, the cruel and vicious aura in the eyes of "Les" slowly calmed down. A few minutes later, a little sly gangster "Les" stood in front of Azhi. He took a deep breath and pinched the cigarette butt in his hand and said, "Forget it, you sinister guy don't know what you have moved again, as long as you can guarantee that nothing will happen at that time." After that, he dragged Les to his eyes and bit his neck. After a few sucks, a red light flashed through his teeth. Les, who was sucked in blood, grabbed his arms and trembled in pain, and his pupils slowly turned red. From entering the door, talking, blood sucking into a blood slave to pushing the door, Knightley just lay on the sand and smoking lazily, knowing that she didn't look at them in the end.

At 6 o'clock in the evening, on the Moscow road, high-Benz vehicles were flowing continuously. One of the black extended vans followed a gray Buick business car and drove towards Balaclava Street. He stopped in the underground parking room of a luxury hotel. After getting off the car, Zhan Lan said to it: "That's up to you, work hard!" Zhan Lan, Erona, Madman and Lin Feng walked into the elevator leading to the top floor in the parking garage. At this time, a man was wearing black.

The man with a pale face in the windbreaker also walked out of the car, left the hotel and disappeared into the crowd. Not long after, the waiter changed into an appetizing seafood soup, champagne and some exquisite appetizers. Lin Feng sat comfortably on a luxurious seat carved with quaint patterns, from the night view glass directly connecting the top and the ground, while tasting champagne, looking at the bustling and beautiful night view of Moscow outside the window...
Chapter completed!