He is from a fighting nation

Wu Liang was woken up by the man's arguing. He lay flat on the ground with a pungent musty smell on his nose. He closed his eyes and tried to stay awake, wanting to hear what they were talking about.

"Du Feng, there's something wrong with you. Call that lunatic Zhou Xiangwan. Didn't you watch the video of the terrorist? He shot a head in the head, damn it, he didn't even blink! You're really sick!"

"That's right," a timid male voice thought, "Isn't Wu Liang also rich? If we blackmail him, it's enough for us to eat and drink for the rest of our lives."

"We have already killed one person, and if we kill another one, if we are caught, we will definitely be shot immediately!"

"What are you arguing about!!!" Du Feng's throat was like a broken bellows, sucking in air, "Zhou Xiangwan didn't know Wu Liang was here! Isn't he just a good-for-nothing young master? What's so good about a brat with good marksmanship? How strange! I have a gun, too."

Du Feng took out a black pistol, and his eyes swept over the faces of the three people present who were terrified, angry, or cowardly, "Then the young master will call me again, and I will let him in alone , When he comes in, I will strike first, and shoot his leg!"

Hearing this, Wu Liang curled his fingers suddenly, then immediately relaxed, lying on the ground pretending to be dead, he heard footsteps getting closer, stopped beside him, picked up his leg with one hand and dragged it out , "Tie up this slut first, the fun has just begun..."

Before the words fell, Du Feng felt a strong force coming from behind him. Wu Liang stood up and kicked Du Feng's ass. Du Feng staggered a few steps and managed to stand still. , Du Feng was unsteady, and fell to the ground. Wu Liang couldn't believe that he could sweep Du Feng down. After all, every time he swept Zhou Xiangwan, he was abused by Zhou Xiangwan like a day lily.

Wu Liang was not surprised for a long time, and rushed forward to grab the gun. As the two struggled, the bullets made a neat row of bullet marks on the iron warehouse, slightly emitting white smoke.

Du Feng "What are you doing in a daze, help me!!!"

The other two were scared by the gunshots and hugged their heads and huddled in the corner. Hearing this, they pulled out their knives, looked at each other, and approached Wu Liang in a gesture of encirclement from left to right.

Wu Liang snatched Du Feng's gun, released a blank sound, made sure there was no bullet in it, and threw the gun far into the corner, Wu Liang thought, "Don't be afraid, I'm Zhou Xiangwan's apprentice!"