Tomb Raiders: Treasure Raiders

Chapter 395 Praying Mantis Catching Cicadas (1)
Han Feng didn’t wander back to the hotel’s street until night fell. Today’s evening sky is covered with lead clouds, which is a harbinger of the coming autumn rain. The few pedestrians on the street are also in a hurry. No one wants to Rain in this early autumn when the weather is getting cooler.

Han Feng's pace became steady, and he sensed dozens of eyes watching him in the dark with his spiritual power, and the stick-shaped wind-split gun slipped from his sleeve into Han Feng's palm.

Han Feng still walked forward slowly with his head bowed. There were no pedestrians on the street in front of him, and there were no pedestrians on the road behind him. It seemed that someone blocked both ends of the street.

When Han Feng was 500 meters away from the Summer Palace Hotel, more than [-] people with sticks and machetes came out of the shadows. Judging from the appearance of these people, they were just a group of street hooligans.

Han Feng stopped and shouted, "Carlos, I'll give you a chance to get out."

Carlos walked out of a coffee shop under the protection of two people, and said with a wicked smile, "I'm out."

Han Feng smiled and said to Mimi: "I thought you were stupid, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. Do you think you can achieve your goal by finding these rubbish?"

Carlos looked at Han Feng arrogantly, he didn't take Han Feng's threat seriously at all, Han Feng pushed up the sunglasses with the tip of the crack gun and said: "You will make me very angry, and the consequences will be very serious. ..."

In a building diagonally opposite the Summer Palace Hotel, Feng Wu rested her elbows on the window sill and stared at Han Feng's lips with a telescope, muttering, "Originally I wanted to make friends with you, but now it seems that you are not qualified, I just can't stand idiots."

Speaking of this, Feng Wu turned and said to Feng Zhengxing who was sitting in the chair by the window: "His tone is very arrogant. Not many people dare to humiliate Carlos face to face. I think Carlos is very angry."

Feng Zhengxing held the teacup and said, "Can you confirm his real identity?"

Feng Wu held up the binoculars and said: "The stick-shaped weapon in his hand looks like a blast gun, but I can't guarantee it, they have done it."

Feng Zhengxing couldn't help standing up, looking at the crowd fighting together on the street from the window, the wind splitting gun in Han Feng's hand has not changed back to its original shape, it is still in the shape of a short stick, Han Feng doesn't need to use it at all to deal with these street hooligans The ultimate skill of the split wind gun.

Feng Wu stared at Han Feng in the battle intently and said: "During the day, I could see that Carlos seemed to have something in his hands, and he also deliberately named the hotel he stayed in. He probably wanted to force Carlos took the initiative to find him, but it's a pity that the idiot Carlos came up with such a way."

Feng Zhengxing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Han Feng who was calm in the crowd and said: "His fighting skills are very good, and he didn't use any Taoism, which is unreasonable. According to the data, Han Feng practiced Taoism for many years. .”

Feng Wu didn't answer, and concentrated on watching Han Feng in the battle. The short stick in Han Feng's hand in the binoculars didn't strike often, but every time he struck, he would hit the opponent's vital parts fiercely. The hooligan lost his fighting power and fell to the ground moaning in pain.

(End of this chapter)