[[[cp|w:338|h:389|a:c]]]"When I first entered the door, I saw this flower pot and thought it was very big. // Free e-book download//*.* Although the flowers inside had already withered, it can still be seen that they must have been very splendid during their lifetime."

"It was also when I was observing this flower pot that I saw the window nailed up by wooden boards behind the flower pot behind the flower pot. At this time, I, standing at the gate, and the flower pot, and the window became a straight line."

"But, just now, when I stood in front of this window and looked at the pot of flowers again, the pot was not blocking the door, but the bookshelf next to it. In other words, I, standing in front of the window, the pot and the bookshelf became a straight line."

"This is obviously not a normal phenomenon. So, what exactly causes the straight line to be twisted?"

Qiao Feng slowly came to the bookshelf, reached out his hand, and put it on it.

"When the gunshots rang out for the first time, Ye Jun did another thing in addition to shooting Mr. He."

"He came to this bookshelves standing on both sides of the gate, and then, taking advantage of the darkness, he used his eyes that could adapt to the darkness and the rollers under the bookshelf after taking them off with the sunglasses, and pushed them all to the side for about one meter."

"I don't know whether the carpets and the rollers under the bookshelf are specially set up or have been here all the time. But these devices are very convenient to make the rollers move without much sound. After pushing, he returned to his original place and stood, waiting for the light to light up."

Speaking of this, Qiao Feng also put his hand on one of the bookshelfs and gradually pushed it to the side.

"So, why did Ye Jun push this bookshelf? What's the use of pushing this bookshelf and he can lock everyone here? The answer..."

Push the bookshelf open.

The scene that emerged after the bookshelf surprised everyone!

“It’s right here.”

Behind that bookshelf, there is actually another entrance to the door!

This entrance and exit are exactly the same as the entrance and exit next to it that is wrapped with a bomb!

Qiao Feng turned his head, pointed to the two side-by-side entrances and exits of the gates and continued: "The fact is that simple. In fact, there are two entrances and exits of the gates on the walls of this room. One is real, and the other is a fake with a bomb wrapped around it."

"These two bookshelfs are placed on both sides of the real door, not for the sake of good looks, but for the purpose of hiding the fake door in it. After pushing the bookshelf, the real door will be covered. The banquet hall is very large, and the wall where the door is located is about ten meters wide. However, the distance change of one meter will not be seen by humans. If I had not chosen the reference object very accidentally and watched it in three points and one line, I probably wouldn't have seen it."

"So far here, I have completely answered the bullet ghost murder incident that happened in this banquet hall today. If we want to go out, we can leave this real door without any mechanism. I think Mr. Ye Jun should want to take advantage of the last darkness to push the bookshelf back, pretend to 'try', and then leave here with 'lucky'. Then... Mr. Ye Jun, is everything I just said wrong?"

Qiao Feng, I'm finished speaking.

After saying that, he also looked at the cold killer in front of him nervously.

His eyes were staring at him... very cold, like looking at some animal, with a gaze that was completely above humans.

The other killers also turned around and stood in front of the princess and Qiao Feng, facing this "silent speech" that had no refutation.

What does he want to do next?

What do they want to do next?

Now, it has exceeded Qiao Feng's cognitive scope...

Suddenly! Ye Jun raised the steel spike in his hand! His reaction was like opening a mechanism, making the other six killers tighten!

But the next second, the killer rushed towards Imatsuyo on the other side! The steel spike in his hand pulled out a bloody and bright arc in the air like a bullet!

"snort!"

Imatsuyo, who was already in preparation for the war, snorted coldly and raised the Japanese knife in his hand!

The Japanese old man looked completely unafraid. Facing Ye Jun charging forward, his breathing was extremely coordinated. He showed his psychological quality and excellent close combat skills that had been licking blood on the edge of the knife for many years.

but……

Wow————————!!

The gunshots in the phone rang again.

Although Qiao Feng knew that this should be the sound of a cell phone, the six "gun" kills just now caused him to feel evasive from the gunshots with nerve conditioning.

Not only him, but all the killers around him have a more or less sense of avoidance. This small action also represents the degree of concentration of these killers.

Therefore... the Japanese old man was not moving at all and was completely confused by harassment, which was even more surprising!

Unfortunately, while making gunshots, Ye Jun took out the cell phone and threw it directly at Jing Songyu.

When a master is trying to overcome the conditioned reflexes cultivated in his brain and not move his body to destroy the balance, he is suddenly asked to move his body to destroy the balance again. This short second is enough for people to step into the gates of hell from the world of the living...

Snap.

Steel spikes penetrated Imatsuyo's heart.

Pull it out, blood spurted out, dyeing the killer's clothes red.

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the blood in his chest, his eyes... turned to this side.

"ah!!!"

The princess was scared.

She hurriedly hurriedly behind these killers and even hid behind Qiao Feng.

Ye Jun on the other side was holding the steel thorn and slowly walking towards this side with blood. Facing this killer who had no expression from just now, Zhao Jiangyuan was the first to walk up with the sword in his hand.

"It only took two seconds from the start of your career to the assassination of the last veteran."

Zhao Jiangyuan sneered, and pulled out the saber from his waist with his other hand, holding one in each hand, facing Ye Jun.

"I'm afraid even I can't handle this kind of skill. But I still don't understand why you, as an orphan, have been adopted by the family since childhood and have been nurtured to this day, want to betray you? What is the reason? If the reason is right, I don't mind betraying the organization with you."

Zhao Jiangyuan's words made the princess behind him even more scared!

Ye Jun is already terrifying enough. If Zhao Jiangyuan, who is almost his own personal guard, wouldn’t he die and not even a slag?!

However, Ye Jun did not answer.

He just pinched the steel spike in his hand and walked towards this side step by step...

Then, he rushed towards all the killers here again!

Wow————————!

The gunshots rang.

It's not recording or fiction.

But the real gunfire sounded.

Huang Xiaoyan held the gun he had just assembled into a hurry in his hand. The smoke from the muzzle seemed to have not yet dissipated.

Ye Jun was shot, his arm holding the steel spike was shot, and the steel spike in his hand flew out of his hand. But this was not over, because in less than a second, the gun in Huang Xiaoyan's hand rang three times again.

Three bullets shot into Ye Jun's thigh and his other arm with great accuracy.

The bullet seemed to have broken the leg bones. The killer, who had always been silent, directly weakened his feet and fell in front of everyone.

At this point, the murderer who killed six organization cadres in a row finally completely lost the ability to resist.

He had broken legs and arm bones, so he could move freely now. Even standing up has become a huge problem.

Yes...it's over.

Qiao Feng took a long breath and slowly exhaled...

Afterwards, he pushed open the real door directly.

There was no explosion, only the rain outside that had not stopped, blew in with the cold wind, making Qiao Feng feel a smog of shade on his face.

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Chapter completed!