Chapter 644

As if the dozens of thugs with weapons were just some Chihuahua.

Not at all.

"This guy is stupid. Don't worry. He's scared silly!" a guy with a machete pointed at He Feng with a blade. His tone was full of contempt. Then he walked quickly and wanted to pat He Feng's face with the back of the blade.

But at this time, when the crowd gradually poured three meters beside he Feng, he Feng suddenly pushed Xing Yuanyuan and Liu Qingyan behind him and protected them behind him.

After that, it was like the whirlwind leg in the movie special effects. In the blink of an eye, he Feng kicked dozens of feet in a row. After each kick, a figure fell out.

Then he hit the bar counter, cabinet and wine kitchen heavily. Several of them hit the wall. In an instant, he vomited blood at the corners of his mouth. As soon as his head tilted, he fell to the ground and was unconscious.

The people who were kicked down by He Feng also turned over countless people behind, and he Feng's strength is also huge. It's conceivable how strong He Feng can kick people onto the wall.

In an instant, except for a few guys far away, he Feng was surrounded by bastards who fell to the ground and were crying in pain.

Dozens of people fell to the ground and ran away, screaming in pain.

It looks spectacular.

It was the boss who was stunned. The cigar in his mouth accidentally fell down because his lips were shaking. He had seen several Chinese kung fu films.

When he blurted out a sentence: "Chinese Kung Fu?"

He Feng, who wanted to teach him a lesson, suddenly stopped, then sneered and said, "yes, Chinese Kung Fu!"

After that, he Feng looked around and looked at the people who couldn't afford to fall to the ground. He thought that his deterrent power should have been reached, and this guy should have succumbed.

He said to Xing Yuanyuan, "tell him that the situation has changed. A person has two fingers, and he, I want one hand!"

"OK!"

Xing Yuanyuan nodded strangely and then hurriedly translated for He Feng and conveyed He Feng's words to these people. Whether they listen or not is another matter.

Sure enough, some people naturally don't care about their own lives. For example, the boss in front of him laughed a few times, brushed it, and took out a Glock from his waist.

"I'll go!" He Feng was a little surprised. This guy had to kill himself.

It seems that I need to help him. If he doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell?

"Hahaha, Chinese boy, you're afraid now. As the saying goes, no matter how good you are, I don't believe you can beat the bullet with one shot!" the fat boss in front yelled, with a villain's unique expression on his face.

It's called a rampant, it's called a ferocious. He Feng always wants to beat him, but fortunately, he Feng's quality is there. He didn't do it directly, but looked at him with a sneer.

It's like watching this dying man.

The man will die soon. He will pay for his actions.

"Have you seen a movie?" He Feng asked with a smile. Xing Yuanyuan quickly translated for her. She is a competent translator.

"What movie!" in general, villains die of talking too much, which is a very cruel fact. The goods in front of He Feng obviously didn't notice his situation and thought he was in an invincible position with Glock.

I'm still in the mood to chat with He Feng here.

"It's Kung Fu!" He Feng said with a smile.

Xing Yuanyuan translated for him again.

Not to mention, Xing Yuanyuan's message is quite accurate. She is worthy of being an elite educated person and didn't waste so much money in vain.

"Of course!" the boss sneered. He has seen a lot of kung fu films, because at his age, when kung fu films were popular, he was a teenager.

Naturally, there is no need to watch these middle two movies.

Just like Li Weilie.

"Very good!" He Feng nodded and said with a sneer, "then I want to ask if you have heard a sentence, which is the classic line in this film!"

"What?" the boss was puzzled. There were many classic lines in Xingye's film. Besides, he saw the film many years ago. Now he can't remember clearly. He really can't figure out what he Feng said.

"The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast!" He Feng said with a smile, and then looked coldly at the Glock in the boss's hand.

"Ha ha!" the boss laughed a few times, then shook Glock in his hand, sneered at He Feng and said, "do you think you can catch the bullet?"

"You can try!"

He Feng sneered.

It's just a bullet. Why can't he catch it?

Something you can do easily!

"Well, young man, you are the most boastful person I have ever seen. I once believed that someone could catch a bullet, but later I didn't believe it, because even the fastest responder couldn't do it, but I don't mind trying it. Won't you care?" the boss sneered.

Then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was a gunshot, not to mention the boss's accuracy, but it's normal. The distance between the two sides is only five or six meters. If you can't even hit this distance.

That's funny.

However, he Feng didn't even move, and he Feng didn't know where the bullet was. In fact, he Feng had caught the bullet and held it in his palm.

It's hot and hot, but it's nothing in He Feng's eyes!

The boss was obviously surprised, but even with a smile, he said, "it seems that you are lucky. However, there are 19 bullets in my magazine. I don't think your good luck will last 20 times?"

After that, the boss pulled down the trigger again and again, but he Feng was still intact, just a few hot bullets in the palm of his hand.

"Still coming?" He Feng sneered.

"You..." the boss was obviously afraid. A cold sweat slipped from his forehead and splashed on the ground, but he obviously didn't give up and adjusted the speed machine to full-automatic.

After a series of crisp noises, the brass cartridge case gradually fell to the ground in the air, but he Feng was still intact.

"Well, you have no chance!" He Feng said with a sneer. Then he slowly opened his palm and knelt on the ground a few meters away. The boss, who was fat and trembling to the point of asking for pants, was standing beside him.

He Feng only saw 20 warheads stacked disorderly in the palm of his hand, one by one shining with yellow metallic luster.