Zhang Feng's words were like a gloomy wind blowing up from beneath the Nine Hells, sending a chill down the hearts of all those present.
"Bang" a gunshot, Zhang Feng's gun in a bullet shot out, suddenly the expression on the face of the young man of the Sven solidified, the body's strength are fast disappearing, that only raised his hand, silver muzzle against Zhang Feng, but how no strength to pull the trigger, face with disbelief and unwillingness to look, slowly fell down! The blood slowly flowed out of a bloody hole in his forehead. ...
"Run!!!" Seeing the death of this gentle young man, all the gangsters were all of a sudden leaderless, and the fear of the gun made them all panic and flee in all directions, even though they knew that the bullets in the gun were limited, and as long as they worked together, they could subdue Zhang Feng, but who could guarantee that the next bullet would not go into their own heads?
However, since he was going to clean them up, would Zhang Feng let them escape? Then later their own trouble will definitely be one after another, so look at those hasty and fleeing gangsters, Zhang Feng's hand raised, the sound of the gun constantly, accurate gunshot, in order to save bullets, one by one is 100% head shot, a small bullet is a human life, sometimes, a life, it is really so cheap ...
A short scream sounded, a hasty figure in the role of inertia planted on the ground, as long as the people near the warehouse door, all one by one dead, able to run out of the door, are in the role of inertia planted out, suddenly, the warehouse to take the broken door has become a veritable ghost gate, want to escape from the door of the people to escape from the door, but from the door to escape from the fastest death. ...
"Click ...," Suddenly, that continuous ringing gunshot was accompanied by a hollow sound afterward, the gun was out of bullets.
And upon hearing this sound, all the remaining gangsters stopped their hasty steps and turned back, and the remaining dozens of gangsters all stared at Zhang Feng with an unkind face and slowly leaned over.
With the corner of his mouth slightly deflated, Zhang Feng carelessly dropped the pistol in his hand that had no more bullets, leaned back and leaned on the backrest of the chair, without the slightest expression of panic on his face, and said slowly, "What? Do you guys think that if I don't have a gun, you will be able to kill me?" .
"Kill him to avenge Brother Siwen!!!" , only to see a short, shrewd-faced gangster amongst the gangsters suddenly said loudly, then all the gangsters rushed up with an inductive call to arms yelling, "Kill him!!!" , "Avenge Brother Siwen!!!" "Kill him!!!" After leaving behind the fear of handguns, a group of gangsters, as if they had returned to the feeling they had when they were fighting in the streets, all of them screamed and rushed up, only the gangster who had called the earliest, but he was just hanging at the end of the line without contributing anything to the fight.
Looking at these punks who rushed up, Zhang Feng slightly sighed in his heart, "It seems that the first battle as a vampire will be wasted on these punks ...."
Although their own hands, but after all, two fists can not beat four hands, looking at so many rushed up to the gangsters, Zhang Feng also had to transform into a fighting state, but it does not matter, as long as they do not have a can pass out on it, thought of this Zhang Feng, in front of all the people's face, began to transform.
That originally slanting on the shoulders of the hair, as if the wind slowly blowing up, the black eyeballs have also turned blood red, look at the past shape like a ghost, horror abnormal ...
The gangsters who had been screaming in confusion immediately stopped their steps, and the screams disappeared as if they were suddenly stuck in their throats, and all of them looked at Zhang Feng with a shocked face, looking at his scarlet eyes, all of them felt as if they were being stared at by the evil ghosts under the Nine Ghosts, and all of them stood dumbfounded in front of Zhang Feng, looking at him who had suddenly changed.
"ROAR!!!" , suddenly, Zhang Xiaofeng let out a loud roar, and the pair of slender blood-sucking fangs in his mouth were instantly exposed to everyone.
Seeing the fangs in Zhang Feng's mouth, everyone felt their scalp numb, and then they all screamed: "Mom, zombie ah !!!!". The gangsters who screamed, they hated that their mothers had given birth to two less legs, all of them ran madly towards the outside, the speed of escape, more horrible than just Zhang Feng with a gun, it seems that the fear of zombies is far beyond the firearms.
What do vampires do best? Speed!!!
Just look at those fleeing gangsters, Zhang Feng foot stomp, the body immediately turned into a stringless arrow, shot toward the crowd, hands on the sharp nails, is his best weapon ...
"Ah !!!!!" , miserable and terrified screams rose and fell, and from the warehouse's air windows you could see that the sliver of a hooked moon outside, also hidden behind dark clouds, seemed to be unable to bear to look at the bloody scene below ...
A moment later, the screams disappeared, only to see the warehouse below, countless blood splattered all over the place on the ground and the wall, every person's throat was slit, only the last one just called the earliest shrewd gangster, at this moment is also paralyzed on the ground, fearfully looking at the slowly approaching Zhang Feng.
Only to see Zhang Xiaofeng, a pair of blood-red eyes staring at this punk, slowly approaching, hands, a drop of blood along the sharp tip of the nails, dripping down, ruthlessly smashed down, ruthlessly smashed in the heart of this punk ...
"This zombie big brother, let me go, I don't want to die ah, let me go, I'm not a gangster gangster ah, I'm here with the undercover police ah, I still have a wife and children and an old mother to feed it ... ", finally, this gangster collapsed, while crawling backward The police are not a gangster, I'm here undercover police ah, I still have a wife and children and old mother to feed.
Hearing his words, Zhang Feng's feet gave a slight lurch.
See Zhang Feng s foot stopped, this gangster that mixed with fear and despair face suddenly rejoiced, lightning-like reach, in their own crotch pulled out a document called: "Look, I really am not ...".
But said this police undercover, can no longer say it, lowered his head incredulously looked at his chest, Zhang Feng's hand in his own chest through the chest ...
Zhang Feng s scarlet eyes looked at the policeman in front of him, and his mouth said flatly, "Although I don t want to kill you, but, I have to kill, because, you know my identity ...."
Withdrawing his blood-stained hand, Zhang Feng decisively turned around and left, and on the sharp nails of his palm, drops of blood dripped down, and as he left, it seemed to be vaguely visible that what dripped down was not only crimson blood, but also a drop of crystalline tear ...
This undercover police looked at their own before and after the translucent chest, the eyes slowly dimmed down, the body slowly fell, that the hand of the police documents, but also from the hands of the police slipped, fell in a pool of blood, the documents on the photo of the stoic face, a blood from the pool of blood slowly climbed up ...