The Three Realms of Super Students

At this moment, the figure that suddenly appeared in Du Tianfeng——

He seemed to have expected Du Tianfeng to break out from this small alley, and put on a good time, waiting for himself to wait for his own self-injection!

However, it is clear that the person is just a young man of twenty-three or four years old.

And the young man was not wearing a police uniform, it was just a casual sportswear that was too ordinary to be any more ordinary.

As for weapons, there is nothing at all.

In this way, after a brief evaluation of the strength of the enemy and ourselves, after comparison.

Du Tianfeng finally put his heart back into his stomach, and there was a mockery on his face, and a sneer sneered.

He looked like this, looking like an ignorant and weak prey sent to his death.

After running for about 10 minutes, Zhang Xiaofan also came to Du Tianfeng at this time.

In this quiet little hutong, both men's faces came with a smile on their faces, and at the same time they showed a touch of "interesting" in their seriousness.

At this moment, in the eyes of Du Tianfeng, Zhang Xiaofan is just one of his "prey" who was sent to death.

But to be honest, why is Du Tianfeng not a lamb to be slaughtered in his eyes? !!

"Little red guy, who are you, police?"

"Ha ha ... if you are a police officer like this, then the police are too unlicensed these days!"

"Such a little red guy who hasn't even grown up his hair has become a policeman ?!"

As he said this, the scowl and ridicule on Du Tianfeng's face became more apparent and intense.

Obviously, for a class A wanted man from Huaxia Police Station, such as Du Tianfeng, I don't know how many live lives have been contaminated.

In addition, in his eyes, Zhang Xiaofan didn't care whether he was a policeman or just a little red guy who was trying to be a hero.

In fact, the answer to this question is no longer important in his eyes!

Nothing else, just because Zhang Xiaofan is basically no different from the dead in his eyes.

Who cares about the identity of a dying person?

"Oh ... you're wrong, I'm not the police!"

After listening to Du Tianfeng's words, Zhang Xiaofan was indifferent and spread his hands.

"Oh? You're not the police!"

After seeing Zhang Xiaofan say that he was not a policeman, Du Tianfeng would not be anxious to kill Zhang Xiaofan directly on the spot, but with a slight smile of cats and mice, said.

"Then why don't you be a police officer, do you worry about it, don't you fear that I will kill you?"

"Kill me? Who gives you the illusion and confidence that you can kill me!"

Zhang Xiaofan was also asked by Du Tianfeng's words, and then he was about to say something.

Just listen at this time, "hum ... hum ... hum ..." There was a sudden vibration of the phone in his pocket.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan was busy solving the dead man Du Tianfeng in front of him.