There's something wrong with me

"Steel Nail… He's at home…"

After seeing his most capable subordinate killed, Bingzi immediately betrayed him and looked at the bosses.

"These bosses… are my… customers… I can give them all to you… Let them pay you protection fees…"

"Yes, yes, yes…" The bosses nodded frantically, feeling that the previous protection fees were trivial compared to this situation.

Why would they be afraid of such a small matter?

Now, this is what they should truly fear!

Even if it meant selling their houses and shops to pay ten times the protection fee, they would do it just to escape this terrifying killer!

Shasha—

Just then, Brother Lin, who was near the door, watched the doorknob and tried to move towards it, wanting to escape from here.

But in the next second.

Tzz!

Zhang Feng threw the dagger, accurately piercing his throat, making him unable to make any sound.

After killing him.

Zhang Feng looked at the table splattered with blood, then looked at the several bosses who were about to cry.

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

But the three of you on the left, I see that the coats on the backs of your chairs aren't splattered with blood. Can I borrow one to wear?"

"Okay…"

"Here, here, here…"

They trembled as they got up and handed over their coats.

Zhang Feng grabbed a coat with one hand and picked up Brother Bingzi with the other.

"The color of the pants is dark, so you can't see anything, but change your clothes."

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

Zhang Feng put on the coat quickly and said, "Do you have money in your pockets? You have to pay for borrowing someone's coat, right?"

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

Zhang Feng took it and threw it to the people opposite, then pulled Brother Bingzi towards the door.

"Don't tremble."

Arriving at the door.

Zhang Feng pulled out the dagger from Brother Lin's corpse, wrapped it in a rag, and continued to put it into the large pocket of his work pants.

"Besides the person I smashed.

Is there anyone else in this restaurant who is your person?"

"No…" Brother Bingzi shook his head慌忙.

Zhang Feng didn't ask any more questions.

Waiting to go out.

Zhang Feng closed the door and took him downstairs.

"Brother Bing!"

At the stairwell, a waiter came up and greeted him.

Brother Bingzi didn't answer.

In silence, they left the restaurant.

Zhang Feng scanned the entrance and asked, "Where is your car? When you took out your wallet just now, I saw you had a car key."

"It's by the roadside…" Brother Bingzi took Zhang Feng there.

Arriving at the car, he opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, letting Brother Bingzi drive.

"Ah…"

A shout came from the restaurant, it was the voice of the waiter just now.

"Call the police!"

A few seconds later, the restaurant also called the police.

"Let's go." Zhang Feng looked at Brother Bingzi, who had a look of hope on his face, "Do you think they will call the police to save you faster, or will I kill you with one knife faster?"

"Let's go… let's go…"

Brother Bingzi quickly put away his little thoughts and started the car.

"Go find Steel Nail."

Zhang Feng rummaged through his glove box, not only finding money but also three bullets.

"Do you have a gun? Where is the gun?"

If it wasn't far and didn't waste time.

Zhang Feng wanted to get the gun.

"It's in the front console…"

Brother Bingzi pointed to the armrest box behind the gear lever while driving.

"The gun is here…"

"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 carry it or not."

Click—

Zhang Feng skillfully disassembled and carefully checked it.

Brother Bingzi saw Zhang Feng was so familiar with guns out of the corner of his eye, and felt that he had encountered a professional killer!

But Zhang Feng didn't look like one at all, but rather like a dishwasher in his restaurant.

He felt that the temperament of the dishwasher and Zhang Feng were very similar, but before that, he was very divided in killing people.

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

Zhang Feng glanced at him and ignored him.

'He doesn't want money… he just wants to kill me…' After Brother Bingzi saw that Zhang Feng looked like he was going to kill someone, he felt desperate for a while, and the car was driving fast and slow.

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

Because he was scared in his heart, his legs were shaking unconsciously, and sometimes he couldn't exert any strength.

"I want money." Zhang Feng saw him like this, so he stabilized him first, so as not to collapse and not be able to step on the brakes.

Steel Nail hadn't been found yet, he was still useful.

"How much money do you want, big brother…" After Brother Bingzi heard that this terrifying killer wanted money, he seemed to see the hope of living, and directly reported all his wealth.

"I have more than 500,000 now! It's all at home, I can take it now!"

"Not bad." Zhang Feng nodded with a smile, "But let's find Steel Nail first. I have some grievances with him. After these things are resolved, you can tell me your home address, and then you can go wherever you want."

"Okay!" Even if Brother Bingzi didn't quite believe it, it was still a hope.

Besides, maybe this killer had a feud with Steel Nail, and then asked himself to help find someone?

Zhang Feng saw that he had stabilized, so he began to relax his body.

He had already burst out several times of overclocking, just wanted to rest.

Now the muscles of his arms and calves had a tearing pain.

At the age of 48, and without previous exercise memories.

Now being able to fight like this and kill nine people in a row, all depends on his knowledge and the power bonus of the lone wolf.

If there were no power bonuses, even the younger brother in the room whose martial arts were not weaker than the businessman, although his physique was only slightly higher than normal people, but he had practiced Kung Fu.

If he wanted to kill him and Sanhuizi at the same time, he would have to spend more effort, and it would not be so simple and neat to kill them in a row.

Sanhuizi also had a little martial arts, it was not a problem to deal with two strong men.

But now, he has a gun.

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

But it was precisely thinking of the affairs of these younger brothers.

Zhang Feng asked Brother Bingzi: "What have you heard about the vegetable market?"

"What vegetable market?" Brother Bingzi didn't know, "Big brother… what do you want to know? As long as I know, I will tell you."

'They still don't know?' Zhang Feng's heart relaxed, 'It seems that high-speed hunting is to kill quickly, so that everyone is caught off guard.

Of course, there are also factors of inconvenient communication.'

Zhang Feng thought, and asked again: "Is there anyone in your restaurant who can contact Steel Nail? Or contact a big brother like you."

Although the vegetable market may not be able to contact.

But there are many people in the restaurant, and it is Brother Bingzi's restaurant.

Zhang Feng felt that he should be careful and prepare for the situation that 'Steel Nail already knew he was coming'.

"No one can contact…" Brother Bingzi said what Zhang Feng wanted to hear most, "Few people know Brother Steel Nail's home phone number, only me and Sanhuizi, and Steel Nail's cousin."

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

Is he in the venue, or where?"

"They live together." Brother Bingzi replied: "They are in the villa area in the suburbs, very close."

"About how far." Zhang Feng saw that the car had returned to the suburbs it had come from.

"Twenty miles." Brother Bingzi said: "You have to go out of the city."

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

Zhang Feng didn't know if the authorities had set up roadblocks to intercept him.

According to the roadblocks, he had to find a way to detour.

If he detoured, and Steel Nail was not at home, it would be a waste of time.

Maybe after this waste of time, and Steel Nail knew that he was being hunted down, as long as he hid, it would be completely over, basically difficult to find.

"Usually not at home, but he will definitely be at home today!"

Brother Bingzi heard that this big brother seemed to be really going for Steel Nail, not for himself, so he overtook a car vigorously, and vowed:

"Today, Sanhuizi and I have an appointment with several bosses to talk about future charges. Tonight, we will also report to Steel Nail.

If you don't come, boss, I estimate that I won't be able to eat with those bosses for half an hour, and I will go to report to Steel Nail with Sanhuizi.

We made an appointment for eight o'clock, now it's seven twenty."

"Okay." Zhang Feng heard his answer, and completely understood the meaning of 'High-Speed Hunting'.

It's about being fast.

Other factors are left to the coincidences on the timeline.

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

But if it's a little slower, such as dawdling in the office for a while, trying to trick people into coming.

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

Or when catching Brother Lin, instead of taking advantage of the convenience of making a phone call, but looking for people in the venue one by one.

Then it may not be able to catch up in time.

After Brother Bingzi and Sanhuizi leave the restaurant, it will be difficult to find them.

After that, if they knew about the vegetable market and knew that he was hunting them.

Then hiding a little, five days is definitely no problem.

Then the authorities will encircle and suppress him, making his activities inconvenient.

Then the challenge is over.

'High-speed hunting turned out to be this meaning.'

Zhang Feng understood this type, it really is the literal meaning.

Then in the future, when you encounter it again, don't even think about it, just chop all the way through.

After a while.

Arriving at the outer ring entrance ahead.

Zhang Feng looked from afar, and there was no one setting up a roadblock.

This is indeed a 'challenge in time'.

… …

Twenty miles away.

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

Ordinary people can't afford to live here, and rich people are not here either.

But Steel Nail sees that this is high-end, and it is remote and sparsely populated, so he chooses to set up a spot here.

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

In the distance, there is also a very deep wild fish pond, where you can relax and fish, or deal with traitors.

And at this moment.

Inside a villa near the villa area.

Four younger brothers with good skills stood around.

These four people are Steel Nail's confidants, and they are also the four King Kongs in the gang.

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

Steel Nail, a forty-year-old man with a chubby figure, was chatting with his cousin, talking about whether he should switch careers in the future and put all his eggs in the drug trade.

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

It's better to find a high profit.

"I have contacted people on the border."

Steel Nail's voice was a little hoarse, "Prepare to import more goods, and I will leave early tomorrow morning after the meeting today."

"Those people over there aren't easy to deal with." My cousin, nearing fifty, looked very composed as he analyzed the situation for Steel Nail. "Nail, you need to think this through carefully.

If you really get involved with those people, you'll be wading into deep waters.

When the time comes to pull out, it won't be up to you and me alone."

"I understand," Steel Nail said, puffing on his cigar. "You're saying that Bingzi is only interested in profit.

Even if I want to pull out later, Bingzi, with his greed for money, definitely won't. He might even continue to contact the people on the border, perhaps even replace me?"

"That's the idea." My cousin was the brains of the gang. "His underling is a good fighter. Once you start running the border business, it's best not to be alone with Bingzi."

My cousin continued, "There's also the matter of San Huizi's underling, that Lin something-or-other.

Tell him to be more discreet.

He's causing trouble every day, sooner or later, he'll ruin the gang."

"I know him," Steel Nail said, placing his cigar on an exquisite stand. "He's capable and dares to take action.

I'll find time to give him a warning."

"A warning is absolutely necessary." My cousin's tone was serious. "We usually handle people and matters discreetly.

If we do things openly and the cops catch us, you and I are finished.

They're watching us closely now, looking for evidence."

"That's why I'm saying we should switch businesses," Steel Nail said with a smile. "Collecting protection money offends too many people, sooner or later something will blow up.

It hasn't happened yet because they're afraid of us.

And we don't collect much, so they don't think it's worth risking their lives against us, fearing our retaliation afterward.

But none of that is a long-term solution.

That's why I had them collect more money this time, to use as capital for those things that make people happy."

"That will make them watch you even more closely." My cousin shook his head, then nodded. "But listening to you, it's indeed better than offending a group of people.

When the time comes, we'll create a hierarchy with single-line contacts, making it more secretive."

"Exactly!" Steel Nail nodded. "That's what I mean, but I didn't think as thoroughly as Brother Ningchao. Brother Ningchao is truly something!"

"We also need to establish rules." My cousin tapped the table, unconcerned with his cousin's flattery. "Rules need to be set."

"Alright." Steel Nail still trusted his cousin.

Because in the beginning, his cousin was the one who ran the drug business.

For this, my cousin even took on a special alias, Luo Huo, which was a perfect match for Steel Nail.

To forge iron nails into steel, you definitely need fire.

Luo, was the surname of Steel Nail's real name.

Luo Huo's parents died in a car accident when he was twelve, and Steel Nail's parents adopted him.

Luo Huo's Luo, then, followed their surname.

Steel Nail's nickname, was the Nail of Nailzi.

And at this moment.

Screech—

The sound of a car stopping came from outside.

A lackey inside near the window, also pulled back some of the curtains, looking out into the night.

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

"An outsider?" My cousin's hand went to his waist. "He didn't bring his good-for-nothing underling?"

"Didn't see him." The lackey shook his head.

Tap tap—

At the same time, a knock sounded on the door.

"Don't be so cautious." Steel Nail saw the cousin's suspicious appearance, but shook his head, telling the lackey to open the door.

The lackey approached and opened the door.

Then, instead of seeing Brother Bingzi enter first, everyone saw a gun appear.

Bang!

A shot rang out.

The lackey who opened the door was shot between the eyebrows.

Zhang Feng leaned in, quickly surveying the situation.

Bang bang!

One shot hit the second lackey in front, who hadn't yet reacted.

One shot hit the cousin in the chest, who wanted to pull out his gun.

As Steel Nail was about to draw his gun.

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

Steel Nail felt like he had been pushed, and then the hand holding the gun went limp.

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

"Ah..."

The screams inside the house were transmitted outside.

Zhang Feng leaned against the door, and looked at Brother Bingzi next to him, who was hugging his head and didn't dare to speak. "Go, go inside."

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

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

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

At the same time, just as he entered the door.

Zhang Feng moved forward slightly, grabbed his shoulders with his left hand, hid behind him, and poked his head out from his waist.

At this moment, Steel Nail was screaming.

One lackey wanted to pick up a gun.

Another person wanted to grab the landline on the table.

Bang bang!

With two shots, Zhang Feng killed the last two lackeys.

Whoosh—

Because Zhang Feng's strength in grabbing Brother Bingzi was very great, Brother Bingzi's legs were already weak, and his body was unstable, so he also collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Feng, who was almost parallel to the ground, seemed to ignore gravity, and maintained his position in the air with a strange movement, relying on the force of his waist.

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

Zhang Feng stood up straight and surveyed everything in the room.

"L... let me go..."

Steel Nail was begging for mercy, and at the same time, he saw Zhang Feng's scene that looked like ghosts and monsters.

Bang!

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 shallow.

Plus he is quite young now.

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

'He…? Who is it? Why does it look a little familiar? Or is my memory confused?'

Zhang Feng looked at the cousin a few times, couldn't remember who he was, and then looked at Brother Bingzi who was paralyzed on the ground.

"This person, what is his name."

"Brother Ningchao..." Brother Bingzi replied: "Xiang Ningchao."

'Never heard of it.' Zhang Feng shook his head, feeling that he must have remembered it wrong.

But at this moment.

A young lackey ran over from outside the courtyard.

Zhang Feng heard the footsteps, held his gun to the side of the door, and aimed at him.

But in the next second, Zhang Feng put down his gun.

"Wang She?"

"Who are you?" The young lackey frowned, and said a little scared: "How do you know me?"

As he spoke, he retreated step by step.

"I am..." Zhang Feng said here, and suddenly thought of who the people inside were, and then raised his gun.

"Forget it, I won't say it, I fuck your mother, young Wang She, and that young Luo Huo."

Bang!

A shot rang out.

Zhang Feng walked to his side, bang bang! And added two more shots.

Going back to the room, bang bang! Add another shot to each of them.

When he came out, Zhang Feng shook his head in his heart.

'This world, how come I say the physique is not high, is it an undercover prequel?'

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

After thinking about it.

Zhang Feng decided not to kill Brother Bingzi first, but keep him to drive, so that he could rest and relax.

"Go."

Zhang Feng exited the villa area, signaling him to drive while looking at the rare enhancement option rewarded by [Lone Wolf].

[1: Current physique increased by 25%]

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

[3: Sour orange X2]

Two combat powers, one of which is quite in line with the wilderness he will be going to in the next few days.

Zhang Feng glanced at it and doubled the happiness.

[Orange: Rare, Rare]

[Effect: Physique + 2.1 after consumption, digestion and absorption + 10 grams]

Double plus.

Choose.

An orange appeared in Zhang Feng's hand, and he looked at Brother Bingzi who was starting the car.

"Drive northwest."

If you drive fifty miles to the northwest, you can reach the wilderness in the outer suburbs.

When you get there, the sky is the limit.

It's just that it didn't take long.

The car broke down on a relatively flat road, just a dozen miles after it started.

Using the last inertia, parked outside the road.

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

"Stop a car by the roadside and see who 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 half-layed on the seat to rest, his eyes looking around.

Now, this is the outer suburbs.

Most of the vehicles coming and going are large trucks.

They just passed by with a huff and didn't stop at all.

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

In addition, Brother Bingzi looks like a social person. After seeing it, how dare ordinary people stop in the wilderness?

Not stopping is right.

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

Brother Bingzi is a real member of a criminal gang.

At this moment, he and he are stopping cars by the roadside.

If he wasn't a good person, but a real serial killer in the literal sense, whoever stopped would have an accident.

'It's been more than ten minutes, and I haven't stopped one.'

Zhang Feng just watched like this, thinking, and thinking that it would be a big deal to walk to the barren mountain again.

Lest the car doesn't stop, and the police car stops.

At that time, he will be a colleague again.

It's just at this time.

Zhang Feng waited a few more minutes, and then when he was about to run away.

Beep beep—

The sound of a motorcycle came from a distance.

Three motorcycles, four people, they stopped near Brother Bingzi in a puff of smoke.

"Boss, waiting for a car?"

The leader came down, looked at Brother Bingzi a few times, and focused more on the gold necklace on Brother Bingzi's chest.

"Have you paid the toll?" The other three came down, holding machetes in their hands.

They are itinerant car bandits.

It's commonplace to chop off hands and rob bags.

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

Zhang Feng was very happy to see the car bandits coming, and while getting out of the car, he said to the angry Brother Bingzi: "Thank you Brother Bingzi for helping me stop the car."

"What?" Brother Bingzi hadn't reacted yet.

Bang!

With a gunshot, he lost consciousness.

"Fuck!"

"He he... he has a gun!"

The four car bandits were also stunned in place when they saw Zhang Feng's appearance of killing people when he said he would kill them.

They didn't expect that the four of them just wanted to make a little money, but they ran into a gun-wielding maniac!

Zhang Feng calmly raised his gun and calibrated them.

"Also thank you four for sending the motorcycle."

Bang bang bang bang—