Super Special Forces King

Chapter 483: Hongmen Banquet (6)

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The atmosphere in the room was dignified and silent to the place, and no one even dared to speak loudly, for fear that an accidental action would cause other people's stress response and fire.

Manfred, who was hiding behind the bodyguard, shrank his head tightly, for fear that the opponent would shoot him.

Although Zhang Feng and others had only four people in total, his heart was extremely frightened.

He didn't even think that Zhang Feng would dare to grab a gun. When he wanted to come to Zhang Feng and the others and fall into his army's garrison, he would not turn into a soft persimmon.

But now he found that Zhang Feng had no fear, not only dared to draw a gun, but even dared to kill his bodyguard.

He had just begun to see clearly every movement of Zhang Feng, which was an ordinary to the extreme and not sharp table knife, which could actually be inserted into the hard skull of his bodyguard!

It was terrible. Manfred never knew anyone could do this.

He finally knew now that the most terrifying of the four people in front of him was not the one who killed his most powerful bodyguard, nor was he the other bodyguard who looked fierce.

But standing in front of him, as if nothing happened, Zhang Feng!

Manfred clearly remembered the smile on Zhang Feng's mouth when he shot the knife. If a person can still smile when he kills, is he crazy?

The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth is still smiling, even when facing the muzzle of Manfred's bodyguard at this moment, the smile on Zhang Feng's face still remains the same.

At this moment of tension, Zhang Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it on his mouth. He slowly lit it with a lighter. The smoke with a strong nicotine smell hit his chest and lungs a few times and then passed from his mouth and nose. Squirting.

Sitting back in his chair carelessly, Zhang Feng dangled his cigarette, tilted his legs, and said carelessly: "Mayor Manfred, what do you mean by playing? Want to kill my bodyguard? Asked me. Mean?"

Manfred hid behind the bodyguard, his tone was obviously weak, and said: "The bodyguard just now is a good friend of Kucha. I did not give an order, but he himself wants to avenge Kucha."

Hearing that, Zhang Feng sneered secretly, really a good liar. Anyway, Kucha and the bodyguard who was about to hit the goshawk black gun are dead, so you can't verify it.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said with a sneer: "That's it! Let me just say, Mayor Manfred is a cooperative relationship, how can we actively destroy this win-win cooperation relationship, right?"

Manfred also understood what Zhang Feng meant. Knowing that he didn't want to completely tear his skin, he said: "Mr. Zhang Feng said exactly what I wanted in my heart! Our cooperative relationship naturally cannot be destroyed."

As he said, he also came out from behind the bodyguard, sitting in his seat with some fear in his eyes, and said, "Why don't we let our people put down their guns at the same time?"

"Of course there is no problem! As you wish." Zhang Feng said lightly, but did not give an order to let Goshawk and others put down their guns. The meaning is obvious. When you Manfred gives an order, my people will When you put down the gun, you will never put down the gun before yours.

Manfred also noticed this, and secretly scolded Zhang Feng for being cunning. But he could only speak to the bodyguard beside him in a cold voice: "You didn't hear me, put down your gun immediately."

Hearing that, the bodyguard behind him slowly lowered his pistol. Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng waved his hand casually, and Goshawk and others put down their guns.

The people on both sides put down their pistols, but they held them tightly and looked at each other with guard.

Under such circumstances, no one will really relax their guards, unless it is to die. So even if you put down the gun, you are all guarding the opponent.

As long as the opponent makes a little movement, he will raise the gun again without hesitation, or even pull the trigger.

Zhai Qiang also sat in the chair again, and in just a few minutes, his back was already sweaty.

The feeling of being pointed at by a gun made him feel like drowning suffocation!

Now both sides put down their guns, and the atmosphere has eased a little, and they squeezed out an ugly smile and said: "Mayor Manfred, brother Feng and I are both businessmen. We came to Rwanda for nothing more than money. , So I also ask Mayor Manfred for a letter of guarantee."

Manfred cursed in his heart, ghosts will believe your nonsense!

Businessman? It makes sense that you are a businessman, but your boss, Zhang Feng, doesn't look like a businessman anywhere. You have seen that businessman and he can pierce people's heads with just a knife.

Although this was in my heart, he said, "Mr. Zhai, please rest assured! I believe Mr. Zhai, you and Mr. Zhang Feng are both serious businessmen, but something happened to me, and it is precisely because of this incident. The two of you come over and see if you can help."

"Really?" Zhang Feng naturally knew what Manfred's so-called thing was. He simply took the stubbornly and said, "I don't know what it is? As long as we can do it, we will help. Of course, both Zhai Qiang and I It’s a business man. We are willing to do anything profitable."

Hearing this, the corners of Manfred's mouth twitched twice, but he held back his anger and whispered to the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard nodded and walked to the outside of the room.

Manfred turned his gaze to Zhang Feng again, and asked: "Mr. Zhang Feng said just now that he is willing to do anything that is profitable? Is it possible to hire you to solve the anti-government forces?" He said, He stared at Zhang Feng fiercely, but wanted to see how he answered his own question.

Hearing this question, the coffee that Zhai Qiang had just drunk almost spewed out. He just wanted to explain but was stopped by Zhang Feng, who was sitting next to him.

Zhang Feng's body leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and Manfred looked at him without fear.

He grabbed the fork on the tabletop and slammed it on the dining table. The hard wood dining table was forcibly penetrated, and Zhang Feng said indifferently, "Of course there is no problem! As long as someone can afford the price, let alone rebels, even others can do it, as long as it is a profitable business We all take it! Of course, our number is too small, so we direct our personal assassination mission!

When talking, Zhang Feng released the hand holding the fork, made a pistol, pointed his finger at Manfred, and made a threat of shooting. It is self-evident that even a fool can see it!