945: C945 Trouble at Home

C945 Trouble at Home

Jiang Feng simply picked up the sniper rifle on the ground and used the butt of the rifle to knock Mu Tuo Yu Zi out.

"Wanting to assassinate me with such skills, you must be tired of living!"

… ….

Jiang Feng brought the unconscious female assassin back to Dong Zhong's clinic. After checking for a while, he didn't find any recording equipment on her body. He only found a poison packet in her mouth.

Assassins usually put a bag of poison in their mouth before they go on a mission. This was the basic requirement of the assassination organization. If they couldn't escape, they could bite the poison and commit suicide. They could avoid a lot of suffering without revealing their identity.

Before the wooden fish could commit suicide, it was knocked unconscious by the butt of Jiang Feng's gun. In its coma, it was brought back.

Jiang Feng knew that this woman had gone through hitman training, so it was hard to get anything out of him.

He had only received hitman training and had not researched how to force information from others. Thus, he had decided to leave the matter to those who were good at it.

An hour later, while Jiang Feng, Zou Shang, and Miao Fenglang were chatting, Deng Hao walked out of the room.

"Mr. Jiang, this woman has already admitted everything. You're right, she's the assassin of the Dark Wolf Gang. At the same time, she's also a follower of Thousand Spirit Water, a sniper. She's very good at sniping and melee battles!"

"Oh, no wonder. He came all the way here to take a broken sniper's life. It should be a sniper." Jiang Feng thoughtfully nodded his head. After which, he furrowed his brows and fell into deep thought.

He had never heard of the Dark Wolf Gang before. He did not know that there was such an organization in the Zhonghai and they were all assassins. Although he didn't have the strength to deal with them, he was still a difficult opponent. After all, he would have to be careful in his future life. There might not be many people secretly watching him.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to go to the room where Mu Tuo's son was being held, to see if he could divulge anything else, the main door of the infirmary was kicked open.

"It's not open today!"

Zou Shang directly walked out. He thought it was a customer who came to buy medicine, so he called out to him.

"The wooden fish has been caught by you?"

Who knew that the group of people who came in were not customers, but a group of masked men dressed in black. To be able to wear this set of clothes in broad daylight, everyone knew that the people who came were not friendly.

"You guys have found the wrong place from time to time. This is the infirmary!"

Zhao Xiaobao's expression suddenly changed and he immediately blocked them from going out.

"Don't pretend to be stupid. The person I am looking for is here. I can't be wrong." The leader of the group, a black-faced man, stared straight at Zhao Xiaobao as he spoke.

"Find someone and get out here. This is the infirmary, a quiet place!" Zhao Xiaobing crossed his arms in front of his chest as he coldly said this.

The young man was full of anger, regardless of whether he was an assassin or not, he immediately started to scold.

"I'll give you three seconds of time to apologize. Otherwise, no one here will survive!"

The black skinned man in the lead stared at Zhao Xiaobao and immediately began to count down. "Three, two …"

"Brothers, please don't be angry yet. Is there any misunderstanding?"

At this critical moment, Deng Hao took the initiative to step forward and pull Zhao Xiaobie to his side. With a smile, he asked, "May I ask for the name of the person you are looking for?"

"Mu Tuozi!"

"Good, good, good!"

Deng Hao quickly blinked his eyes. He could not conceal the confusion on his face because Jiang Feng's methods of doing things were watertight. The people he brought back usually wouldn't be followed and he didn't understand how they found this place.

After turning around and entering the house, Deng Hao explained the situation to Jiang Feng with an anxious look on his face. This was because the people outside knew his skills were not ordinary, and he was definitely a practitioner.

"Mr. Jiang, no need to be afraid. I have a group of little brothers nearby. I'll call them over right now!"1

Deng Hao took out his mobile, preparing to call someone.

"Don't be anxious yet!"

However, Jiang Feng was extremely calm and collected. He sat there without getting up. There was a smile on his face and there was not a single trace of fear.

Similarly, Miao Fenglang, who was sitting next to Jiang Feng, was chewing on a melon seed as if he was unperturbed by the situation.

"You, why aren't you afraid at all? That group of people are leading that group of people, and there are still dozens of people outside the infirmary!" Deng Hao was scared silly. He couldn't help but doubt his own eyes when he saw the state they were in.

"You go take a break first. Leave this small matter to Feng Lang alone. There's no need to make such a big fuss!"

Jiang Feng stood up and patted Deng Hao's shoulder, giving Miao Fenglang a smug look.

Miao Fenglang then spat out the seed skin in his mouth before slowly standing up and wobbling out of the door.

On the way out, he switched off the monitor in the shop.

"Mr. Jiang, are you sure you can deal with a group of fellows outside by yourself?" Deng Hao looked like he was watching a suspense film, his eyes were as wide as bells and he was filled with curiosity.

"We still need to see who the other person is. An ordinary assassin would not survive three rounds from Miao Fenglang. Just you wait and see."

"Alright …"

Deng Hao reluctantly nodded his head, the corner of his mouth was twitching. It was hard to imagine how strong the heart of the person in front of him was, even a group of people like him had the confidence to win.

Just as he was wondering, the sounds of fighting could be heard from outside.

In an instant, all kinds of objects displayed in the infirmary fell to the ground with a 'pow pow' sound, accompanied by the screams of the crowd.

In just a minute, all sorts of voices died down.

Jiang Feng sat at his original position and from beginning to end, his brows never blinked.

At the side, Deng Hao had long since broken out in a cold sweat. His entire body was drenched in sweat, and even his nose was about to flow onto his mouth. He didn't even wipe his face.

"Cough cough …"

Miao Fenglang slowly walked into the room. After rubbing his fists, he said to Wu Tie, "Boss, the matter has been resolved. These guys can't fight. Next time, it's best to find some strong ones!"

Miao Fenglang didn't seem to be satisfied. After a minute of fighting, he still hadn't moved his legs.

Jiang Feng could only laugh helplessly as he said in a faint voice: "Indeed, there is too much of a gap between you and these fellows. You should rest."

"This …"

Deng Hao looked at the two of them in disbelief, wondering if Miao Fenlang was bragging. He then quickly walked out.

The group of fellows who had been eyeing like tigers were now lying on the ground. Moreover, they appeared to be dead.

Deng Hao went up to take a breath, and the remaining people were all lying on the ground without any signs of breathing.

"This is too scary!"

Deng Hao's expression was already petrified. Looking at the scene in the action movie, it was not even this exaggerated. He did not expect that this seemingly ordinary young man would be so lethal.

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