Chapter 1745 (1/2)

Blood flowed all over the place, bringing only boundless fear.

Chu Feng held the knife in his hand, and his body was not stained with any blood. Walking among the guards of the Tibetan master's mansion, a knife that was wielded would inevitably take away a life. If a knife fell, it would inevitably cause a person to die. If there was no more knife, he would not make unnecessary actions.

At the beginning, the people in the Tibetan master's house were not satisfied with it, and then became dignified. Finally, a faint fear emerged.

They have not seen the dead, not have not seen the killing, but like Chu Feng, the killing of human life is like grass root, they have never seen it. If they really have seen it, it is in the film.

Gulisola began to so-called pride and confidence in this moment is also gone, more than anyone else fear.

At this moment, he found that he was so close to death.

Even forget, sent to hide yuan Yuya's follow, has not come back.

At the back, more than 100 corpses have been laid on the ground, and some of the remaining guards of the Tibetan Lord's house dare not rush to kill them. The atmosphere is heavy. It is like a mountain oppressing people's hearts, and it is difficult to breathe.

The most shocking thing is Qin Zijun. In her eyes, Chu Feng is a little guy who doesn't like to talk, but let yuan Yuya cry at night, which affects her rest.

However, at this moment, Chu Feng's indifference made her feel suffocating. She also felt that Chu Feng was so strange,

the sound of police sirens sounded in the heavy of everyone. The guards of the Tibetan Lord's house felt that they were like reborn parents and the attack was slow.

A hundred policemen with guns rushed in and out of the scene.

Every policeman's face was excited. It was the first time that they rushed into the Tibetan Lord's mansion so justifiably.

Beer belly slowly walked in, saw more than 100 corpses on the ground, blood flowing, almost did not fall on the ground, and said: ”put down the knife!”

Chu Feng held a guard in his hand, and the knife was also on his neck, which seemed to kill him at any time.

Nearly a hundred guns were lifted up against Chu Feng. Qin Zijun ran to Chu Feng and stood in front of Chu Feng and opened his hands: ”no, he is self-defense.”

”Self defense?” Beer belly looked at the scene, regardless of Qin Zijun or a beautiful woman, he said angrily, ”Damn it, can't you see that this is excessive self-defense? What's more, it will impact the Tibetan master's house, right or wrong, and die! ”

Hands up, nearly a hundred people have been insured, it seems that they will shoot at any time.

The beer belly resisted the fear of the bloody scene and said, ”I'll warn you again, put down the knife for me!”

The people in the Tibetan Lord's house also relaxed completely. Gulimot's tense face was much better. He motioned for the people to step back and prepare for the police to deal with the matter. Now it's not a matter of the Tibetan mansion, it's a matter of law.

After killing so many people, it is obviously impossible to survive.

Chu Feng glanced at his beer belly and showed a clear Tibetan face. He didn't have to think about it. He must have followed the status of the Tibetan master's mansion. His knife in his hand drew a beautiful arc and blossomed. Under the gaze of hundreds of people, Chu Feng cut off the throat of the guard of Tibetan mansion without fear of the threat of gun muzzle.

All of them were stunned and shocked by Chu Feng's fearless shooting.

The sound of the body falling on the ground caused people to come back to their senses. The beer belly was hot, with so many people coming, but they were ignored. They killed people in front of him, and angrily took out the gun: ”damn guy, do you want to die?”

Chu Feng spread out his hands and threw the knife on the ground: ”do you think I can live?”

Beer belly a Leng, look at the corpses all over the ground, kill so many people certainly can't live, how can still live? What does that mean?

”Obviously, I can't live!” Chu Feng's faint smile, ignoring the scene of bloody, such as pianpianpian youth: ”so even can't live, why don't I kill more people to be buried with?”

Dog's Day!

Such words appeared in all people's hearts. The hands of beer bellies and robbers were shaking. They had never seen anyone calm and calm in the face of the muzzle of a gun. They were also wondering how the Tibetan mansion was so unlucky to offend such people.

Now he was in charge of the scene, and his beer belly said, ”boy, we arrested you for the murder of 50 people in the hotel. But now you have attacked the Tibetan palace and caused hundreds of deaths. You will die very ugly and be arrested with your hands!”

Gulisola had calmed down because of the presence of the police, and still had a banter on her face. Hearing the words, she solidified her smile: ”what fifty people?”

Beer belly in the heart secretly scold, isn't it the fifty people you sent out to kill? Let me clean up afterwards. Now I'll clean up your body.