"Sorry, you seem to have misunderstood. I'm not a policeman."

Hearing this, the masked man was slightly stunned.

Lan Feng ignored him, shook his head and continued to say coldly: "If I hadn't guessed, you are from the Blood Wolf Group of the Western Dark World?"

Hearing this, the masked man's body shook suddenly, and his eyes looking at Lan Feng were full of vigilance: "How do you know? Who are you?"

"I can't recognize your shooting position before. It seems that the dead man Xue Kui is living impatient. This is the rhythm of your Blood Wolf Group headquarters being washed away by blood." A cold voice came from Lan Feng's mouth, as if people were in an ice cellar, which made the masked man shudder.

Bloody Blood Wolf Group Headquarters? Just kidding.

In the entire Western dark world, how many people are qualified to say such words?

You should know that among the rankings of many strengths, the Blood Wolf Group can rank high in the second line. Ordinary forces have to take a detour after seeing it. In the dark world of the West, it is definitely a well-known existence.

The young man in front of him actually said he wanted to kill the entire Blood Wolf Group's headquarters, which was simply bragging.

If he heard this, the masked man would have laughed to death and sneered, but at this moment he couldn't laugh at all. This damn guy actually knew their boss' name, and he dared to say such arrogant words after he knew it.

Their boss, Xue Ke, is the super killer who ranks 120 on the dark combat power list in the Western world.

"Damn it, who are you?" He suppressed the fear in his heart, and an angry voice came from the masked man's mouth.

"You really want to know?" Lan Feng's face showed a playful smile. In the shocked gaze of the masked man, he threw the pistol to the ground casually, and then slowly took out an exquisite box from his pocket. The box opened and revealed a unique token with a dazzling light.

"This...is...a king's order?"

Looking at the token in Lan Feng's hand, the masked man looked horrified and horrified, as if he had seen a ghost. His body kept trembling because of fear. He held the gun in his hand and fell directly to the ground. A trembling voice came from his mouth: "I don't know if you... are you... who is the master of the King's Palace?"

The King's Palace is an organization founded by the tyrant, one of the four emperors of the Western Dark World, and has the twelve blades of the Four Gods and Twelve Blades that are famous for the Western Dark World. Each of them is a super killing god on the dark battle list. The strong man who came out of the mountain of corpses and blood was given the king's order by the tyrant and took charge of a world.

No wonder his team was wiped out except himself, and he met the Lord of the King's Palace.

No wonder he dared to say that he had a bloody blood-washing wolf group, no wonder he dared not take his boss seriously, it turned out to be the master of the King's Palace.

No wonder he didn't care about the entire building and the little girl at all. It turned out that he was a terrifying person in the dark world of the West.

The strong men in the dark world in the West all came out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. They were notorious and had blood stained with their hands. How could they care about the safety of a little girl and a building?

The masked man jumped out of the helicopter tremblingly, took off the mask, revealing a young and pale face. A trembling voice directly in front of Lan Feng was heard from his mouth: "Little Captain of the Sixth Team of the Blood Wolf Group, Lone Wolf, I wonder who you are in the King's Palace, sir?"

"Do you think you are qualified to know?" Looking at the lone wolf kneeling in front of him, a cold voice came from Lan Feng's mouth.

"Sir, I deserve to die. I don't know that you are also in China. I offended you. Please forgive me." The lonely wolf kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Do you treat Huaxia as a withdrawal bank?" Lan Feng's voice was as cold as ever.

"No...I dare not, sir, we..." Feeling the coldness of Lan Feng's words, the lone wolf's body trembled suddenly, and unconcealed horror appeared in his eyes: "Sir, we are wrong, sir, forgive me..."

"Do you know what the price the Blood Wolf Group has to pay because of your stupidity?" Lan Feng's voice became even colder.

"Sir, forgive me, sir..." The lonely wolf no longer cared about it, and his head was pounding on the ground.

"You should know a rule that anyone who has seen the order of the king will die."

Lan Feng picked up the pistol beside him and pulled the trigger directly at the lone wolf, showing no mercy to the bastards who killed people without blood.

Although he had begged for mercy, Lan Feng firmly remembered a sentence: "Those who offend me, whoever violates China will be punished even if they are far away."

"Bang bang bang..."

Lan Feng fired four shots in a row, and four bullets directly penetrated into four parts of the lone wolf's body, and blood stormed.

Lan Feng held the remote control and picked up the little girl on the plane and disappeared directly into the gradually blurred sight of the lonely wolf.

From the moment Lan Feng returned, China became a forbidden place for world mercenaries.

When Lan Feng returned to the previous banquet hall, it was already empty and there was no sight of a ghost.

Lan Feng took out his cell phone and looked at it, but found that the wireless signal shield had disappeared. After pondering for a moment, Lan Feng directly called Su Hanyan and Ruo Qingya's phone number, but it could not be connected, which made Lan Feng frown: "Is there something happening here after he left?"

After a moment of silence, Lan Feng went downstairs directly.

He had just walked out of Kempinski's gate with the little girl in his arms, and was stopped by the police who had brought a cordon below to handle the case.

"Stop, don't move, be honest."

A cold voice came from a policeman's mouth: "What's your name? What's it for? What's going on inside?"

After hearing the policeman's question, Lan Feng frowned slightly. These guys' efficiency is really not satisfactory, and he doesn't want to be entangled by these people...

Lan Feng was about to speak when a harsh sirens came quietly, and then a police car rushed over quickly and stopped at the door of the hotel.

The car door opened, and a beautiful policewoman in a police uniform walked down. His cold temperament and heroic figure lit up Lan Feng's eyes: "Is it her?"

The next moment, Lan Feng walked straight towards the policewoman.

"Boy, who told you to leave, stop for me quickly." Seeing that Lan Feng dared to ignore him, the policeman's face became extremely ugly. He picked up the electric baton and smashed it at Lan Feng.

"Bang!"

Lan Feng avoided the policeman's attack on one side, kicked him out and kicked the policeman away.

"Fuck. You dare to attack the police." The policeman cursed, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and an angry voice came from his mouth: "Everyone, catch him, he is a terrorist."

As the policeman finished speaking, dozens of policemen drew their guns and pointed them at Lan Feng, surrounding him: "Don't move, put down the hostages."

"These bastards."

Lan Feng's face was as cold as ice, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Leng Shuang, come here."

Hearing Lan Feng's shout, Leng Shuang's body, who was listening to the report of his subordinates, suddenly shook. Then she looked at the source of the sound and happened to see Lan Feng surrounded by a gun by the police. She didn't care much and ran over.

"What's going on?" A cold voice came from Leng Shuang's mouth.

"Report to the captain, I suspect this guy is a terrorist and he is still taking hostages." The policeman who was kicked away by Lan Feng before said quickly.

"Leng Shuang, do you believe what he said?" Lan Feng showed a faint smile on his face, and he walked towards her with a step.

"Bastard, don't move. If we move again, we will shoot." The policeman pointed the gun in his hand at Lan Feng and said with a gloomy expression.

"Let me down the gun." A cold voice came from Leng Shuang's mouth.

"But, captain..."

"lay down!"

Under Leng Shuang's strong words, except for her own policeman, everyone else finally put the gun down unwillingly.

"Bastard! He's a terrorist!"

The policeman's face was gloomy and ugly. His lower abdomen was still aching slightly by Lan Feng's kick. He could never give up so easily, at least he had to taste it.

At this moment, the policeman ignored Leng Shuang's words and held the pistol tightly in his right hand and smashed it directly at Lan Feng's head with the handle of the gun. He was from the Song family, and this guy dared to hit him.

"Damn terrorists, go confess."

"Stop it, Song Bing!"

Seeing this scene, Leng Shuang's face changed slightly, and she wanted to stop her from coming or not.

"Bang!"

However, the next moment, Song Bing's body was kicked away by Lan Feng again like a dead dog.

"Puff!"

Song Bing's body smacked heavily on the ground in the distance, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his face was so pale.

He stood up with difficulty, staring at Lan Feng with a pair of resentful eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his face: "Now, have you seen it? Is it right for me to say he is a terrorist?"

"Nothing!"

Leng Shuang's face looked extremely ugly, and an angry voice came from her mouth: "Come on, arrest Song Bing for me."

"Swish!"

Several policemen rushed towards Song Bing directly.

"I want to see who he is. Mom dares to touch me? I'm Song Bing, a member of the Song family."

Hearing Song Bing's words, everyone's expressions changed slightly. They looked at Leng Shuang and then at last, at a loss.

"I'll ask you to arrest him for me." A cold voice came from Leng Shuang's mouth.

However, no one dared to touch Song Bing.

The four words "people from the Song family" are like a mountain pressing on them, making them unable to move at all.

"Bastard, you are policemen..." Leng Shuang said angrily.

"It is precisely because they are police that they dare not touch me."

Song Bing turned to look at Lan Feng, took out his pistol and pointed it at Lan Feng, with a trace of resentment flashing across his face, "Damn terrorist, why don't you put down the hostages for me and come and die!"

"Song Bing, put the gun down quickly." Leng Shuang took out her pistol and pointed it at Song Bing, and said coldly.

A cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes. This Song Bing obviously held a grudge against him.

However, aren’t the people in the Song family always like this?

A coldness spread out from Lan Feng's body, and the next moment it moved. A side flashed and swung away from Song Bing's gun. A forward pounce appeared next to Song Bing's side, causing Song Bing's face to change suddenly. He was about to pull the trigger, and a huge force hit him violently.

"Bang!"

Song Bing's body flew backwards like a dead dog again, this time flying more than five meters away.

Bright red blood rushes from Song Bing's mouth. He struggles to get up, but a strong sole of feet stepped on his chest, and a cold voice comes from his mouth: "Are you from the Song family? Let's give the one in your capital, and say I will go to find him sooner or later."

"Bah, you're..."

"Bang!"

Before Song Bing could speak, Lan Feng kicked him out.

Everyone around looked at the scene blankly, looking horrified and horrified.

This young man solved Song Bing in such a moment. Wouldn't he be afraid of revenge from the Song family?

However, when everyone thought of what Lan Feng said just now, he felt relieved. He asked Song Bing to bring messages to the people in the capital.

This man is really a little tough.
Chapter completed!