Super Special Forces King

Following the white beauty, Zhuo Chaoyun became a little unhappy and couldn't help but said: \"Why do you always stare at the back of the house?\"

\"Where is...\"

Zhang Feng quickly moved his eyes aside.

\"Hmph, stinky man, I don’t let any other women go...just look at this stuff!\" Zhuo Chaoyun cursed:\"Do you miss Sharapova?\"

\"I thought about it a bit!\" Zhang Feng said.

Zhuo Chaoyun said: \"I can see her when I go back this time!\"

Sharapova's figure smashed the woman in front of her, Zhuo Chaoyun didn't think Zhang Feng's vision would be so low-level, she just took a look, and she was just talking about it.

The white beauty in front of her couldn't understand, she turned her head and smiled, but her body twisted a little bit more.

Zhang Feng looked at it a few more times. The latter was helpless. She couldn't hold Zhang Feng, or in terms of figure, only Sharapova could hold Zhang Feng.

What she doesn't have, men will naturally look outside.

She is not qualified to speak of men if she doesn't.

Because her man has everything, really has everything.

This world is cruel and unfair. Even if the two of them love each other very much, it will be difficult to maintain this relationship if they are not equal.

Zhuo Chaoyun is proud of her beautiful face and delicate figure, and her strongest capital is in business. You must know that her talent in business is more powerful than Zhai Qiang. .

She was born in an orthodox class, and Zhai Qiang was born halfway. Although both of them need Zhang Feng’s support to grow so strong, Zhuo Chaoyun only needs Zhang Feng’s support once, but Zhai Qiang has to support many times. When he was in Mexico City, Zhang Feng cleared all obstacles and invested a lot of money. If strictly speaking, Zhai Qiang was just a manager.

This is Zhuo Chaoyun's capital, which is incomparable among Zhang Feng's women.

If you compare from the figure, Zhuo Chaoyun has no advantage, can the more delicate and delicate can be compared to Emiko and Xu Qiuping?

Is the figure comparable to Sharapova?

Can family background be comparable to Hu Xinting?

Of course, they don't need to compare here with Zhang Feng.

Soon the 15th floor arrived. This is the highest point of this building and the highest point of this village. In fact, this village can be called a small town.

They arrived here as if they were in another world. It is very clean and luxurious. The air is very good. The carpet is a soft Persian carpet. There are famous paintings on the walls. Although Zhuo Chaoyun can tell at a glance that it is our oil painting village in the Pearl River area. The painting, but it is as real as the ordinary people can’t see it.

There are two doors, and a man will speak at the second door: \"Please!\"

Once you walk in, you will see the lobby, and the space is even bigger. This should be the place of Kumanshani.

In the corner of the large hall were three three-horse vertical air conditioners from Miss Dong's house, and the cold wind blowing out was very cool.

There are also larger leather sofas. Zhang Feng doesn't know what he did in the room outside. Is it for his staff to use?

There were a few more beautiful white beauties in the hall, and among the white beauties sat a stubborn man like black charcoal.

That is Kumanshani!

Zhang Feng didn't understand how his financial resources would make these white beauties have so few clothes? You won't have money to buy it, right?

Oh, that should be it. The less cloth the more expensive the clothes.

This is the same reason that a woman wears very few clothes when she comes out to go shopping and is stared at by a man and she scolds a gangster.

Wearing so little is to attract the eyes of men, but to curse men instead of attracting the eyes of men. Why?

This world is so wonderful.

\"Haha...\"

Kumanshani on the sofa laughed. Zhang Feng ignored the five or six people in the hall, dozens of people outside, and the golden pistol on the table, and even the Kumanshani was ignored.

So Zhang Feng couldn't notice them, so he looked at the things in the hall.

Everyone in this hall is full of sin. How did this come from?

\"What are you laughing at? Did you wash your neck clean?" Zhang Feng asked in Chinese.

\"What?\" Kumanshani was puzzled. He could only speak English, not even Chinese.

Zhang Feng said: \"I don't like to repeat what I said!\"

\"Haha, beauty, come, sit here, oh, I like the skin of your oriental beauties, so delicate... I will let you experience what a real man is, just the man next to you, hehe, he is Is it just a little boy? Haha, it's ridiculous...Haha...\" Kumanshani's words made him give his life to God.

\"Haha...\"

His men also laughed.

Zhang Feng didn't want to kill him, but he shouldn't play Zhuo Chaoyun's idea, but Zhang Feng didn't want to hurt his innocence, these beauties just came here to ask for money.

\"No one, please leave if you want to survive!\" Zhang Feng said in English.

Those beauties hesitated, they looked at the boss.

Kumanshani said: "You stand aside!"

\"Yes!\"

Kumanshani said again: "Do you want to kill me?"

\"Yes!\" Zhang Feng said:\"But before killing you, let you understand and let you do me a favor!\"

This time Zhang Feng used English.

\"Haha!\" Kumanshani laughed again. Does he think this person is too interesting? \"Are you here to die?\"

\"Golden Wolf Company is mine, you people can't bother you in the future, and you spread the news!\" Zhang Feng said.

\"Golden Wolf Company, haha, that's it, haha...\" Kumanshani smiled and said:\"You killed my man, haha, I changed my mind, let you live a few more days, I miss Golden Wolf The company will bring a lot of money to buy your life, and this beauty!\"

\"Didn't you hear me?\" Zhang Feng walked up.

Kumanshani took the gun on the table and pointed it at Zhang Feng angrily: "You are amazing? Haha, can you beat my gun?"

\"Then you try!\" Zhang Feng said.

Zhuo Chaoyun behind was very nervous, but that was a gun.

Kumanshani's muzzle was down and he wanted to shoot Zhang Feng in the leg. He really shot.

boom……

But when the bullet hit the floor, Zhang Feng was still playing and standing there, Kumanshani watched in confusion, this is impossible!

boom……

He fired another shot, but still missed, so close range, impossible, he still has confidence in his marksmanship.

boom……

boom……

After firing a few shots in a row without hitting it, Kumanshani understood. He avoided it. It was he who escaped the bullet. Who is this?

Kumanshani was sweating on his head.

\"Are there any bullets?\" Zhang Feng asked.

Kumanshani didn't believe in evil and changed his magazine, but at this moment, Zhang Feng's manual threw something out, and the next moment Kumanshani screamed: \"Ah...\"

His palm was nailed to the table by a nail, and he couldn't move.

\"Ah, you, you...\"

The surrounding men had already pulled out their guns, and Zhang Feng shouted: \"Get down!\"

Zhuo Chaoyun was already on the ground, and Zhang Feng threw the nails out of his hand, hitting their eyebrows one by one, and they fell down without even screaming.

The battle stopped quickly, but in seven or eight seconds.

Kumanshani was terrified.