There's something wrong with me

Chapter 100 Return [Prequel] (6K)

"Steel Nail... He's at home..."

When Brother Bingzi saw his most capable younger brother being killed, he betrayed him directly and looked at these bosses.

"These bosses... are my... clients... I can give them all to you... and have them pay you all their protection fees..."

"Yes, yes, yes..." These bosses nodded randomly in fear, and felt that compared to this scene, the protection fees they had paid before seemed too insignificant.

How could they be scared over something as trivial as that?
Now is what they should really be afraid of!

Even if they have to sell their houses and shops and pay ten times the protection fee, they will do so as long as they can get away from this terrifying killer!
rustle-

But at this time, Brother Lin, who was near the door, was looking at the door handle and trying to move over to escape from here.

But in the next second.

呲!
Zhang Feng threw the dagger out and stabbed it accurately into his throat, making him unable to make any sound.

Kill him.

Zhang Feng looked at the blood-spattered table, then looked at the bosses who were about to cry.

"I have no grudge against you, so you don't have to worry about anything.

But the three of you on the left, I see there's no blood on your coats on the chairs behind you, could you lend them to me?"

"it is good……"

“Give, give, give…”

They stood up tremblingly and handed over their coats.

Zhang Feng grabbed his coat with one hand and picked up the handle with the other.

"The pants are dark in color, so I can't tell anything, but change your clothes."

"I...change...change..." Brother Bingzi changed his clothes.

Zhang Feng put on his coat quickly and said, "Do you have any money in your pocket? If you take someone's coat, don't you have to take money?"

"Okay... okay..." Brother Bingzi took out his wallet from his trouser pocket.

Zhang Feng took it and threw it to the people opposite, then he took the handle and walked towards the door.

"Don't shake."

Come to the door.

Zhang Feng pulled out the dagger from Lin Ge's body, wrapped it in a piece of rag, and put it back into the wide pocket of his work pants.

“Except the one I hit.

Is there anyone else like you in this hotel?"

"No..." Brother Bingzi shook his head hurriedly.

Zhang Feng stopped asking questions.

Waiting to go out.

Zhang Feng closed the door and took him downstairs.

"Brother Bing!"

At the stairs, a waiter came towards him and greeted him.

Brother Bingzi didn't answer.

We left the restaurant in silence.

Zhang Feng glanced around the door and asked, "Where is your car? When you took out your wallet just now, I saw you had car keys."

"It's just on the side of the road..." Brother Bingzi took Zhang Feng there.

I walked to the car, opened the door, sat in the passenger seat, and let Brother Bingzi drive.

"what……"

There was a shout from the restaurant. It was the voice of the waiter just now.

"Call the police!"

A few seconds later, news of calling the police came from the hotel.

"Let's go." Zhang Feng looked at Brother Bingzi, who had a hopeful look on his face. "Do you think it would be faster for them to call the police to save you, or for me to kill you with a single blow?"

"Go... go..."

Brother Bingzi quickly put his thoughts aside and started the car.

"Go find the nails."

Zhang Feng searched his glove box and found not only money but also three bullets.

"You have a gun? Where's the gun?"

If it's not far away, it won't waste time.

Zhang Feng wanted to take the gun.

"In the front..."

While driving, Brother Bianzi pointed to the armrest box behind the gear lever.
"Here's the gun..."

"If I had a gun, I would carry it with me." Zhang Feng opened the armrest box and took out a CZ75 pistol with a magazine capacity of 15.

"But for you, it doesn't matter whether you bring it or not."

Click—

Zhang Feng disassembled the machine skillfully and inspected it carefully.

Brother Bingzi saw out of the corner of his eye that Zhang Feng was so familiar with guns, and he felt like he had met a professional killer!
But Zhang Feng really doesn't look like that. Instead, he looks like a dishwasher in his restaurant.

He felt that the dishwasher's temperament was very similar to Zhang Feng's, but he had been killing people before in a very disconnected way.

"Boss... do you... want money?" Brother Bingzi wanted to use money to redeem his life.

Zhang Feng glanced at him and ignored him.

'He doesn't want money... he just wants to kill me...' When Brother Bingzi saw that Zhang Feng looked like he was about to kill someone, he felt desperate for a moment and drove fast and loose.

Even if there were no cars on the road ahead, he would just speed up a little and then slow down again.

Because he was afraid, his legs were shaking so much that they became weak unconsciously and sometimes he couldn't use any strength.

"I want money." Seeing him like this, Zhang Feng tried to calm him down first to prevent him from having an emotional breakdown and not being able to step on the brakes.

It would be fine if I jumped out of the car at that time, but I was afraid that he would be hit to death.

The steel nails have not been found yet, but he is still useful.

"Brother, how much money do you want..." After hearing the killer asking for money, Brother Bingzi seemed to see hope of survival and directly reported all his wealth.
"I have over half a million now! It's all at home, I can withdraw it now!"

"Quite a few." Zhang Feng nodded with a smile, "But let's find Gang Ding first. He and I have some grievances. After we've settled these things, tell me your home address, and you can go wherever you want from then on."

"Okay!" Even though Brother Bingzi didn't really believe it, he still had hope.

Furthermore, maybe this killer had a grudge against Gang Ding and wanted to ask him to help find him?

Seeing that he had stabilized, Zhang Feng began to relax.

I have already overclocked several times and just want to take a break.

Now I feel a tearing pain in my arm and calf muscles.

At the age of 48, I have never exercised my memory.

The fact that he could kill nine people in a row was all thanks to his own knowledge and the power of a lone wolf.

If it weren't for those few points of strength bonus, the little brother in the room, whose martial arts skills were not inferior to those of the businessman, although his physique was only slightly better than that of a normal person, had practiced kung fu.

If I want to kill him and Sanhuizi at the same time, it will take some effort. It is impossible to kill them both so easily.

Sanhuizi also has some martial arts skills, so dealing with two strong men is not a problem for him.

But now, there are guns.

Zhang Feng will let them see what a truly terrifying grandmaster is.

But it was precisely these little brothers that I was thinking about.

Zhang Feng asked Brother Bingzi, "What did you hear about the vegetable market?"

"What vegetable market?" Brother Bingzi was unsure. "Brother...what do you want to know? I'll tell you everything I know."

"They don't know yet?" Zhang Feng's heart relaxed. "It seems that high-speed hunting means killing quickly, catching everyone off guard."

Of course, there is also the factor of inconvenient communication.

Zhang Feng pondered and asked again, "Can anyone in your hotel contact Gang Ding? Or contact a big brother like you?"

Although the vegetable market may not be accessible.

But there are many people in the restaurant, and it is owned by this brother Bingzi.

Zhang Feng felt that he should be more careful and be prepared for the situation where the steel nails already knew he was coming.

"No one can contact him..." Brother Bingzi actually said what Zhang Feng wanted to hear the most, "Brother Gangding's home phone number is not known to many people. Only Sanhuizi, me, and Gangding's cousin know it."

"His cousin? Including these two, that's exactly three managers." Zhang Feng understood all the management of this gang, "Where is his cousin?"

Is it in the venue, or somewhere else?"

"They live together." Brother Bingzi replied, "They live in a villa area in the suburbs, very close to each other."

"How far is it approximately?" Zhang Feng saw that the car returned to the suburbs where it came from.

"Twenty miles." Brother Bingzi said, "We need to leave the city."

"Out of the city?" Zhang Feng thought for a moment and asked again, "Are you sure he's at home tonight?"

Zhang Feng now doesn’t know whether the authorities have set up checkpoints to intercept him.

According to the checkpoints, I have to find a way to take a detour.

If the steel nails are not at home after going around, it would be a wasted trip.

Maybe this run was in vain. Once Gangding realized that he was being hunted, he would just have to hide and it would be all over. It would be basically difficult to find him.

"He's usually not home, but he's definitely home today!"

When Brother Bingzi heard that this big brother seemed to be really going for the steel nails instead of himself, he was so energetic that he overtook a car and said confidently:
"Today, Sanhuizi and I met with several bosses to discuss the charges, and we also need to report to Gangding tonight.

If you, boss, didn't come, I guess I wouldn't have spent half an hour eating with those bosses before going to Gangding with Sanhuizi to report.

We agreed to meet at eight o'clock, and now it's seven twenty."

"Okay." After hearing his answer, Zhang Feng completely understood the meaning of 'high-speed hunting'.

Just have to be fast.

All other factors are left to coincidences in the timeline.

As long as you can grasp this time, everything will seem natural.

But if you are slow, for example, dawdling in the office for a while, trying to trick people into coming.

Then Brother Lin might not be fooled, and then everything will be over.

Or when they caught Brother Lin, they didn't try to make a phone call, but instead went to the scene to look for him.

That might not be possible in time.

Even after Brother Bingzi and Sanhuizi left the hotel, it was still difficult to find them.

Later, if they knew about what happened in the vegetable market, they would know that I was hunting them.

If you hide it for a while, there will be absolutely no problem for five days.

Then the authorities surrounded him, making it difficult for him to move around.

Then the challenge is over.

"So that's what high-speed hunting means."

Zhang Feng learned about this type and it really meant what it said.

Then if you encounter it again in the future, just chop your way through without thinking.

Another moment passed.

Come to the outer ring entrance in front.

Zhang Feng looked from a distance and saw that no one had set up the checkpoint yet.

This is indeed a 'time challenge'.

……

Twenty miles away.

There is a small villa area here, but it has just been built and the location is not very good, so the occupancy rate is not high.

Ordinary people can’t afford to live here, and rich people don’t live here either.

But Steel Nail saw that this place was considered high-end and was remote and sparsely populated, so he chose to pierce it here.

This is also one of his properties, where the gang usually holds meetings.

There is also a deep wild fish pond in the distance where you can go fishing or deal with traitors.

And this moment.

In a villa near the villa area.

Four younger brothers with fairly good skills stood around.

These four people are Steel Nail's confidants and the four strongest figures in the gang.

At the same time, at the dining table in the middle.

Gang Ding, a fat man in his forties, was chatting with his cousin about whether he should change his career in the future and put all his efforts into drug trafficking.

Because he himself is breaking the law and will die if caught.

It’s better to find a huge profit.

"I've contacted someone across the border."

Steel Nail's voice was a little hoarse. "I'm going to buy more goods. After today's meeting, I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

"The people over there are not easy to deal with." My cousin, who is nearly fifty years old and looks very calm, helped Gang Ding analyze the countermeasures, "Nail, you have to think it through.

If you really want to get involved with the people over there, you will get involved in this mess.

If you want to withdraw at that time, it won’t be up to you and me to decide.”

"I understand." Steel Nail puffed on his cigar, "You mean to say that the handle is a profit-seeking person.

Even if I wanted to withdraw at that time, Bingzi would never do so because he was blinded by money.

Is it likely that he will then contact the people at the border and even replace me?"

"That's what I mean." My cousin is the gang's brain trust. "His subordinate is very good at fighting. When we start doing border business, you'd better not be alone with Bingzi." My cousin said this and then said, "There's another thing. Sanhuizi's subordinate, the one called Lin something.

Let him tone it down.

He brazenly stirs up trouble every day, and one day, the gang will be ruined by him."

"I know him." Steel Nail placed the cigar on an exquisite cigarette holder, "He can do things and dares to take action.

Just find a time to knock it out."

"We have to knock on them," my cousin said solemnly, "usually when we deal with people and things, we do it in secret.

If we really do it openly and the police catch us, both you and I will be doomed.

They are watching us now, very closely, looking for evidence."

"That's why I said I should change my business." Steel Nail smiled. "Collecting protection money will offend many people, and sooner or later something bad will happen.

Nothing has happened now, it's because they are afraid of us.

Moreover, we didn't collect much, so they felt there was no need to fight us to death, fearing that we would retaliate later.

But neither is a long-term solution.

That’s why I asked them to charge more money this time, so that they can use it as funding to do things that make people happy.”

"That will make them watch you even more closely." My cousin shook his head, then nodded, "But hearing you say that, it's definitely better than offending a whole bunch of people.

By then, we can divide the ranks into superiors and subordinates, and have a single line of communication, which will also be more confidential."

"Right!" Gang Ding nodded. "That's exactly what I meant, but it's not as thoughtful as Brother Ning Chao's. Brother Ning Chao is Brother Ning Chao!"

"We need to set some house rules too." The cousin drummed his fingers on the table, not caring about his cousin's adulation. "We need to set some rules."

"Okay." Gangding still believed in his cousin.

Because in the beginning, it was my cousin who ran the drug business.

My cousin even gave himself a nickname, Luo Huo, which was a perfect match for his steel nails.

If an iron nail is to become steel, fire is definitely needed.

Luo is Gangding's real name.

When Luo Huo was twelve years old, his parents died in a car accident and he was adopted by Gang Ding's parents.

The "Luo" in Luohuo comes from their surname.

The nickname of steel nail is nail.

And this time.

刹—

There was a sound of a car stopping outside.

One of the guys inside, who was sitting by the window, also opened some of the curtains and looked out at the night light.

"It's Brother Bingzi." He reported as he looked at it, "There's another person, but I don't know who it is."

"Is there an outsider?" My cousin put his hands on his waist. "Didn't he bring his capable subordinate?"

"No." The younger brother shook his head.

Ta-ta-ta—

At the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"Don't be so careful." Seeing his cousin's suspicious look, Gangding shook his head and asked his younger brother to open the door.

The younger brother walked over and opened the door.

Then, instead of seeing Brother Bingzi coming in first, everyone saw a gun sticking out.

boom!
Gunshots.

The guy who opened the door was shot in the middle of his eyebrows.

Zhang Feng leaned in and took a quick look.

Boom!

A shot hit the second brother in front who had not yet reacted.

The bullet hit my cousin in the chest as he was about to pull out a gun.

When the nail was about to pull out the gun.

Zhang Feng didn't have time to aim again and the bullet hit him in the shoulder.

The steel nail felt like it was pushed by someone, and then the hand holding the gun fell apart limply.

He turned his head and saw that his shoulder was hit by a bullet, and then he screamed.

"what……"

Screams were heard from inside the house.

Zhang Feng leaned against the door and looked at Brother Bingzi, who was holding his head and not daring to speak, and said, "Go, go in."

"I..." Brother Bingzi didn't dare to move.

"Go." Zhang Feng pointed the gun at him.

Brother Bingzi stood up tremblingly, passed Zhang Feng and walked inside.

At the same time, when he just walked in.

Zhang Feng moved forward slightly, put his left hand on his shoulder, hid behind him, and poked his head out from the side of his waist.

At this moment, the steel nails were screaming.

One of the guys wanted to pick up the gun.

Another person wanted to get the landline phone on the table.

Boom!

With two shots, Zhang Feng killed the last two younger brothers.

call-

Because Zhang Feng was holding onto Brother Bingzi with great force, Brother Bingzi's legs were already weak and his body was unstable, so he collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Feng, who was originally almost parallel to the ground, seemed to ignore gravity. With a very strange movement, he leaned his body sideways and used his waist to exert force to maintain himself in the air.

In an instant, he grabbed the door edge next to him.

Zhang Feng stood up straight and looked around the room.

"Let...let me go..."

Steel Nail was begging for mercy, and at the same time he saw Zhang Feng's scene which looked like a ghost or witchcraft.

boom!
Zhang Feng shot him to death, and then his eyes fell on the cousin's face.

In the undercover world, Zhang Feng interrogated Luo Huo after he was arrested, but now decades have passed and the impression is very vague.

Plus, he is still young.

Zhang Feng didn't recognize him at first glance, but he felt that this person was a little familiar.

"He...? Who was he? Why does he look familiar? Or is my memory distorted?"

Zhang Feng looked at his cousin for a few times, but couldn't remember who he was. Then he looked at Brother Bingzi who was lying on the ground.

"This guy, what's his name?"

"Brother Ning Chao..." Brother Bingzi replied, "To Ning Chao."

"I haven't heard of it." Zhang Feng shook his head, thinking that he must have remembered it wrongly.

But also at this time.

A young man ran over from outside the yard.

Zhang Feng heard the footsteps, walked sideways to the door with a gun and pointed it at him.

But the next second, Zhang Feng put down his gun.
"Kingsnake?"

"Who are you?" The young man frowned and asked a little fearfully, "How do you know me?"

As he spoke, he stepped back little by little.

"I am..." Zhang Feng said this, and suddenly thought of who the person inside was, and then raised the muzzle of the gun.
"Forget it, I won't say anymore. I'll fuck your young King Snake and that young Luo Huo."

boom!
Gunshots.

Zhang Feng walked up to him and fired two more shots.

Then go back to the house and bang bang! Make up for it one by one.

After coming out, Zhang Feng shook his head in his heart.

"In this world, why are the physiques not very good? Is this the prequel to the undercover story?"

Zhang Feng pondered and looked at Brother Bingzi who was slowly getting up.

I thought about it.

Zhang Feng decided not to kill Brother Bingzi first, but to let him drive so that he could take a break and relax.

"Walk."

Zhang Feng exited the villa area and gestured for him to drive while looking at the rare enhancement options for the [Lone Wolf] reward.

[1: Current physical fitness increased by 25%]

[2: Wilderness survival, five senses improved by 10%]

【3: Sour orange x2】

There are two fighting forces, one of which is quite suitable for the wild mountains and wilderness where he will be visiting in the next few days.

Zhang Feng took a glance and felt doubly happy.

【Orange: rare, rare】

[Effect: After consumption, physical fitness +2.1, digestion and absorption +10g]

Double plus.

select.

Zhang Feng had an orange in his hand and looked at Brother Bingzi who was starting the car.
"Go northwest."

Drive fifty miles northwest and you will reach the barren mountainous area outside the city.

Once you get there, you'll find the vast sea and sky.

But it didn't last long.

The car had only driven a dozen miles when it broke down on a relatively flat road.

Using the last bit of inertia, it stopped off the road.

Zhang Feng signaled Brother Bingzi to get out of the car.

"Let's stop a car on the side of the road and see if anyone can give us a ride."

"Okay..." Brother Bingzi got out of the car obediently and stood by the roadside to stop the car.

Zhang Feng was half lying on the chair to rest, looking around.

Today, it is a large suburb.

Most of the vehicles passing by are large trucks.

The kind that just goes by in a whoosh and never stops.

Zhang Feng felt that these 'big truck colleagues' were doing the right thing.

In addition, seeing Brother Bingzi's social appearance, how could ordinary people dare to stay in the wilderness?

It is always right.

Because in a sense, he is a serial killer who commits multiple crimes in a day.

Brother Bingzi is a real member of a criminal gang.

At this moment, it was just him and I stopping a car on the roadside.

If I am not a good person, but a serial killer in the truest sense of the word, whoever stops will get into trouble.

"It's been more than ten minutes, and I haven't stopped a bus."

Zhang Feng just watched and thought about it, and felt that at most he could just get tired a little more and walk to the barren mountains.

To avoid failing to stop the car and then stopping the police car.

We will be colleagues again by then.

Just now.

Zhang Feng waited for a few more minutes and then prepared to run away.

Didi—

The sound of a motorcycle came from the distance.

Three motorcycles, four people, they quickly stopped near Brother Bingzi.

"Boss, are you waiting for the bus?"

The leader came down and looked at Brother Bingzi a few times, with his eyes mostly focused on the gold necklace on his chest.

"Have you paid the fare?" The other three came down with knives in their hands.

They are roving car thieves.

It is common to shop around and grab bags.

"Robbed me?" Brother Bingzi was immediately furious when he saw that he was being robbed by a group of low-level car thieves.

Zhang Feng was very happy to see the bandits coming. As he got out of the car, he said to the angry brother Bingzi, "Thank you, brother Bingzi, for helping me stop the car."

"What?" Brother Bingzi still didn't react.

boom!
A gunshot rang out and he lost consciousness.

"My grass!"

"He...he has a gun!"

When the four bandits saw Zhang Feng's attitude of killing people as he said, they were suddenly stunned.

They didn't expect that the four of them just wanted to make a little money, but they ran into a gun-toting maniac!
Zhang Feng calmly raised his gun and aimed at them.
“Thank you four for the motorcycles.”

bang bang bang-

(End of this chapter)