Chapter 1538: Want to resist?

"Be stable!"

After boarding the car, Feng Xinglang whispered to Ba Song who drove.

"General Feng, that military **** will really make a big move tonight?"

Ba Song stepped on the gas pedal and asked tentatively. Because before that Boss Cong hadn't given him any urgent warning at all. If Seresto did something, Feng Xinglang would know, and Boss would know even more.

Therefore, Ba Song naturally wondered: Is Feng Xinglang too nervous? !!

"I'm not sure ... but I have a hunch that such a good opportunity tonight, that Cresto will send someone to try the water first!"

Feng Xinglang turned his head to look out the window: There are still many luxury cars near Yulong City, and the nightlife of a group of paper-drunk fans seems to have just started.

"That is to say, tonight is nothing more than a slapstick!"

Ba Song has just been holding the steering wheel with both hands, and he is now in a leisurely state of up and down.

"Take it easy! Be careful how you die!" Feng Xinglang whispered.

"Relax, Mr. Feng, since that Cresto's revenge is so strong, he will certainly keep you alive!"

Cooperating with the action, Ba Song came to his neck with his hand, "He could only slaughter you in front of Hetun!"

Can this also be the reason why Ba Song is not nervous about him?

This IQ, this action, this words and deeds really did not inherit Cong Gang's little bit of high cold and Yin Yin.

In fact, Feng Xinglang's more suitable candidate is Wei Kang. But Cong Gang sent him such a thing! Doesn't it mean that Feng Xinglang doesn't like Ba Song, but just feels that sometimes Ba Song is in a worldly direction, it's just a blank piece of paper, and sometimes speaking is very gratifying!

For example, now: I'm not afraid that Feng Xinglang is telling the truth with a painful face!

However, there is a saying that Ba Song is right: With the strong revenge of Seresto, he will kill the Fengxinglang family, and he will be in front of Hetun!

"Mr. Feng, go elevated or tunnel?" Ba Song asked.

"Take the tunnel!" Feng Xinglang answered in a deep voice.

After two kilometers from Yulong City, if you don't go overhead, you have to enter a tunnel. The narrow and dark environment is more suitable for the people of Seresto to operate.

Maybe with a different state of mind, I feel that the tunnel tonight is like a monster's mouth opened with blood, and they will be swallowed together by a car.

In the night after 10 o'clock in Shencheng, the traffic flow began to decrease significantly. After passing through the elevated diversion, the number of vehicles passing through the tunnel has been reduced by more than half.

"Mr. Feng, did you feel that there was a problem with the van on the left? I observed that the container behind it could fit our car ... and we could take it with us!"

Tonight's Bason felt extra excited. For some devotees, adventure is as exciting as drinking thirst.

"Then do you feel: Is it possible that your boss is following us?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

"Surely impossible! Such a small scene can't make my Boss play in person ..."

"咝 ... 咝 咝 咝 ..."

Before Ba Song finished speaking, the lights in the tunnel seemed to be short-circuited. After a long series of electric sparks, they fell into darkness. Only the restricted lights of the respective vehicles remain.

There was a loud bang, and two cars in front collided together, and the entire tunnel was paralyzed. No matter how good the Big Ben's performance was, it was impossible to fly wings through the tunnel, so Ba Song had to stop the car.

They are trapped in the tunnel!

It seems this time to come is really here!

"General Feng, they're here!" Ba Song locked the door.

"I need you to say ?!"

Feng Xinglang subconsciously tightened Xing Shishi in his arms, "Fifteen, are you afraid?"

"Don't be scared!" The little guy deserved to be quite calm. "We seem to have someone on the roof ..."

In response to Xing Shifang's words, a "bang" sound should be someone jumping from the tunnel directly onto the roof of their car.

One, two ... feels like zombies crawling out of hell! Gravity acceleration depressed the roof by four or five centimeters.

The muffler pistols hit the same bullet holes in the windshield one after another; even the military-grade bulletproof glass couldn't bear the overlapping bullet penetration.

"General Feng, are we going to resist?" Ba Song was calm.

"No!" Feng Xinglang said coldly.

With a loud bang, the hydraulic door breaker smashed the window glass on Mrs. Feng's side.

"what!"

Mrs. Feng uttered a terrifying scream, without any resistance, but lying on her head in the arms of her husband Feng Xinglang.

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

Feng Xinglang hugged his son in one hand and his terrified wife in one hand.

"Get-Down!"

The door had been opened, an iron-clamp-like arm stretched in, and one caught Feng Xinglang's collar.

"Who the **** are you? Don't hurt my wife and children!"

Feng Xinglang got off the bus very well. There were also Xing Shifang and Mrs. Feng Er.

Obviously, Cresto had not yet appeared; all Feng Xinglang had to do was get them to take their family away. Only when they saw Selesto could they be uprooted.

It wasn't the first time Feng Xinglang had used himself as a bait.

Fortunately, it wasn't his wife and children who were with him as bait. Otherwise, his heart will be shattered.

Ba Song felt that he was a part-time driver for a bodyguard, and he didn't resist and was really sorry for his identity. And it's too fake! So he took advantage of his unpreparedness and slammed into his regular leather jacket ... and just tried their skills.

After seeing Ba Song move, Feng Xinglang smashed a knife on the wrist of the man in black holding the muffler gun and knocked the gun in his hand to the ground.

"Wife, take your son away! Hurry! Go towards the tunnel exit!"

Feng Xinglang wasn't asking them to leave, but reminded them not to follow along and resist. After all, Mrs. Feng Er was just a weak woman without a chicken.

"Nuo Nuo, let's go!" Mrs. Feng immediately came to her and took her son's hand.

But Xing Shishi was picked up by another leather jacket that suddenly appeared, "Dad ... Save me ... Save me!"

Xing Shifang knew his mission. Knowing that he was going to go deep into the tiger's lair, and cooperated with the righteous father to wipe out the enemy in one go.

"Nono! What do you want to do? Let go of my son!"

Feng Xinglang was about to come forward to save his son, and he was shot with a heavy buttock around his neck. It hit him with a splash of golden flowers.

It wasn't faint yet, but Feng Xinglang collapsed to the ground all at once in order for them to take themselves away quickly and smoothly.