There's something wrong with me

“East.”

Zhang Feng pointed towards the border city, “I used to gamble a few times at Brother Lynx's casino.”

“Oh, a regular?” The thug taking the gemstone casually replied, then looked at the gemstone.

They were in the mining business and had a good eye, quickly realizing the gemstone was genuine.

“Brother.” He fondled it with fascination, “Where did this come from?”

“Don't ask what you shouldn't.” Zhang Feng pointed towards the mine, “Is Old Lynx in?”

Silence.

Both thugs remained silent, just staring at Zhang Feng.

They didn't like Zhang Feng's rather arrogant tone.

They didn't act like they were thinking, 'You talk tough, like a big shot in the underworld, I wouldn't dare offend you'.

Zhang Feng ignored them, patted his pocket, “I have a gun here, do you want to try me?”

“Don't move!” Hearing about the gun.

They immediately became alert.

The thug holding the gemstone nodded to the other, “I'll disarm him, you take the gemstone and find Brother Lynx, tell him someone's here to pay a visit.”

After speaking, he handed the gemstone to the other while slowly approaching Zhang Feng, taking his gun and searching him.

Seeing that nothing happened, the other ran into the mine.

“Don't worry, we won't cheat you, taking your gemstone without returning it.” The thug put away Zhang Feng's gun, “Wait a moment.”

“Okay.” Zhang Feng stood still, no longer speaking.

After a while.

A voice came from the thug's communicator, “Let that boss come in for a chat.”

“Okay, Brother Lynx.” The thug responded, looking at Zhang Feng, “Let's go, boss.”

Following the thug, they walked into the mine.

The two went straight to a row of small bungalows not far from the entrance.

Although their walls weren't very white, they looked very clean compared to the distant, dark dormitories of the workers.

Arriving here.

The thug pointed to the door in front, “The frontmost room, the one with the open door, go in.”

“Okay.”

Zhang Feng looked around, seeing two gunmen patrolling in front of the bungalows.

However, when Zhang Feng went over, they didn't stop him because they had received Old Lynx's orders.

Entering the room.

It was a small office.

There was a desk, a reception sofa, and a new tea maker.

Besides that.

There were also two thugs with submachine guns standing in the room.

M3 submachine guns.

A bargain among the best, very practical.

When Zhang Feng came in, they stood on either side of him.

Zhang Feng didn't care, instead looking at the man behind the desk.

He was in his fifties, bald, and carefully examining Zhang Feng's gemstone.

He was Old Lynx.

“This is alright.” Old Lynx finally looked up at Zhang Feng after examining it a few times, “Is this for sale? Or what?”

Zhang Feng first looked at the two thugs beside him, then asked, “Are you Old Lynx?”

“I am.” Old Lynx smiled, “What, would anyone dare impersonate me on my turf?”

“No.” Zhang Feng also smiled, “Just confirming, afraid of not finding the right person.

Because my business is very big, only Big Brother Old Lynx can handle it.”

“Haha!” Old Lynx stood up from his chair after hearing the flattery, walking towards Zhang Feng, “You say this deal is big? It shouldn't be just this one, right?

What, you have better goods?”

“Yes.” Zhang Feng nodded, “I want to be direct, no need for pleasantries, because I have something to do later.”

“Good!” Old Lynx laughed, “I like straightforward people! Because I also don't like wasting time on pleasantries!

Speak, what other goods do you have?”

“I also have…”

Zhang Feng, reaching this point, suddenly acted, his hands swiftly reaching upwards, 'crack' snapping the throats of the two thugs.

Then, retracting his move and stepping forward, Zhang Feng changed his claw to a fist with one hand, shattering Old Lynx's throat with one strike.

“I also have to figure out how to kill my way out after killing you.”

Ta—

Before the bodies hit the ground.

Zhang Feng used his hands and feet to gently lower them to the ground.

The next second.

Zhang Feng came to the door, slightly avoiding it, looking outside.

The nearby gunmen were still patrolling, unaware of what had happened inside.

Zhang Feng looked at the AKs on their backs, not rushing out immediately, but looking at the submachine gun on the thug's body inside.

Zhang Feng wasn't very familiar with this model.

So, Zhang Feng went to Old Lynx's body and searched him, finding no gun.

First, he put away the gemstone.

Then, he looked at the desk next to him.

Whirr—

Quickly searching through it.

Zhang Feng found a P2 pistol in the drawer.

Its surface had a black anodized finish, excellent performance, and was very popular in military and police circles.

Zhang Feng's memory was very familiar with it.

‘This is it!’

Zhang Feng disassembled and inspected it in the shortest time, taking out a dozen bullets from the drawer.

Hiss—

Taking a deep breath.

Zhang Feng clasped his hands, tucking the pistol into his elbow.

He walked out the door.

The two nearby gunmen looked at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng didn't speak, walking straight towards the exit in the distance.

‘Why didn't Brother Lynx see the client off? Did the deal fall through?’ They looked puzzled, then walked towards the cottage.

Seeing them turning their backs, Zhang Feng quickly took a few steps towards the exit.

When judging that they were about to reach the window of the cottage.

Zhang Feng suddenly turned around.

At the same time, the two also saw the scene inside.

One of the supervisors was preparing to pick up the walkie-talkie.

The other looked at Zhang Feng while trying to take off the AK on his back.

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Feng struck first, firing four consecutive shots, the man taking the gun was hit twice in the chest, falling directly to the ground.

The other man was shot in the arm, but still rolled into the room in a survival instinct.

“What's going on?”

“Where's the shooting?”

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The piercing gunfire was very abrupt in the mine where the machines were running.

At the same time Zhang Feng fired, the nearby supervisors looked in the direction of Zhang Feng.

Bang bang!

Zhang Feng fired two shots at them, then quickly ran to the side of a large truck.

Da da da—

Just two seconds after hiding behind the car, bullets rained down on the other side of the truck.

Zhang Feng reached out, pulling on the truck's railing, keeping his body suspended, to prevent someone from squatting down and sweeping, hitting his legs.

“He's behind the car!”

“Surround him!”

“Something big happened! Brother Lynx is dead!”

A chaotic shout also sounded behind him.

‘Damn!’ Zhang Feng looked at the exit forty meters away.

This trip was a satisfying fight, directly and neatly taking the enemy's head in the midst of the army.

But this running, it's a little difficult to run.

‘Could it be that I have to waste a resurrection opportunity?’

Zhang Feng was already thinking about a way out.

If he resurrected, it would be at the 'time line automatically saved' ten minutes ago.

At that time, he was at the door, still very safe.

If he was going to die, he should die early and return to the pre-transaction again.

However, there are only thirty or so visible armed supervisors here.

Or perhaps in their mine, there are machines everywhere that need money, and they don't have heavier weapons.

So, Zhang Feng still wanted to try.

“Fire!”

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, exerted force in his palm, his body directly doing a somersault, standing on top of the truck.

Looking at the supervisors who were running over.

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Feng finished a burst, not looking at the results, and came down directly.

Teng—

Zhang Feng heard the sound of bodies falling, it was two people.

“Ah…”

“My leg…”

The wailing sound, it was two people.

This burst hit four people, but he didn't know how many he killed.

“Reload, reload…” Zhang Feng quickly updated the magazine.

But more people were approaching.

Just at this time.

“I just want to go home! Go home!”

Suddenly a louder noise came from behind.

A young man touched a car, directly crashing into the group of supervisors!

He was the young man who was thinking of his grandparents before.

His face still had traces of tears smudged.

“This kid is crazy!”

“Run!”

Rumble—

The car's impact, after knocking away two supervisors who couldn't dodge in time, also frightened the remaining supervisors to scatter and flee.

“I found a gun!”

Not only the young man, but also several workers picked up the guns from several bodies, and then clumsily shot at those dodging supervisors.

“Quick, quick, help that person!"

At the same time, a dozen men also took iron shovels and hoes, joining the resistance.

“Don't just stand there! Help that person who killed Lynx! He is saving us!”

“Go to the supervisor's dormitory, they have guns! The night watch is also sleeping!”

Along with bursts of shouts, the resisting crowd was expanding.

Zhang Feng was a fuse, igniting this prairie fire.

Zhang Feng took the opportunity to also probe his body and began to snipe those supervisors who wanted to kill the workers.

… …

Evening.

The gorgeous red sunset reflected the dark valley bottom.

The workers sat together, no one spoke, all quietly watching Zhang Feng in the front.

Now, they have washed themselves clean, and put on some new clothes.

Although they were all the supervisors'.

But they were already very happy.

Behind them were parked several large trucks from the mine, but now they were not working, but were cleaned up.

Also wiped clean.

They discussed driving back together, sending their fellow workers back to each other.

At this moment, they all haven't left, just not knowing how to thank the person in front of them.

Zhang Feng was also looking at them, feeling the afterglow of the sunset and the slightly cold wind of late autumn.

“It's getting cold, go home.”