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Chapter 426 Is the brain flooded?

Zhang Feng was stunned because the other party had the same outfit as the enemy he had encountered before, like a gangster, which made him feel suspicious.

Who is the other party? He dares to rob and kill people on a cruise ship?

If the other party is an ordinary pirate, then they have no worries in the waters so close to their motherland?

You should know that international cruise ships generally do not cross dangerous waters where pirates appear. Once a pirate hijacking cruise ship occurs, it will definitely attract global attention. Cruise companies will definitely face extremely high pressure and may face high compensation afterwards.

Pirates generally don’t target cruise ships because the pressure they face afterwards is also huge.

This is the reason why Zhang Feng is strange. If the other party is not a pirate, what is their purpose?

A terrifying madman deliberately created a big incident?

The reason why the group of gangsters across the corridor was that they recognized Zhang Feng at a glance.

"It's Zhang Feng, kill him!"

The leading gangster yelled, with a weird tone, and he was definitely not a Chinese.

Five people shouted, holding up all kinds of weapons in their hands and rushed over.

Seventeen or eighteen meters away, Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Your target is indeed me!"

The truth is revealed!

Zhang Feng also moved, as fast as a stream of light. Since the other party’s target was himself, there was no need to show mercy to these bastards who were acting ruthlessly.

The distance between the two sides quickly approached, but Zhang Feng suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the room on the left.

The woman's screams continued, and it was heard from this room.

"Bang!"

Zhang Feng kicked open the door without hesitation.

At first glance, he frowned and his murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

In the room, a blond-haired woman was pressed to the ground, her T-shirt was torn to pieces, and she was trying to protect her last piece of shy underwear, and her jeans were unbuttoned...

In front of her, a man was taking off his pants, holding the belt with both hands, and looking at Zhang Feng with a shocked look.

"Zhang Feng!"

The other party shouted out, and his crazy and lewd eyes instantly became full of murderous intent.

Two murderous eyes collided with each other, and there seemed to be a flash of electric sparks, which looked like two clouds containing positive and negative charges. When they approached, lightning formed.

"The same to you……"

Zhang Feng raised his lips and suddenly rose into the air and kicked him out.

A dull sound came, followed by a "hoho" sound. A gangster who rushed up was kicked in the throat and was kicked to the spot and fell to the ground and vomited blood.

The other four gangsters immediately stopped and looked at Zhang Feng stupidly.

No one of the people expected that Zhang Feng would be so violent that he would kill people when he attacked, and his speed was so fast that people couldn't see the trajectory of his movements.

Suddenly he flew back alone, slumped on the ground and vomited blood...

"He...he is an eighth grade!"

A gangster started to scream, a language in Southeast Asia.

Zhang Feng didn't understand, but by the fact that they quickly retreated several meters and showed a terrified expression, they could tell that they were saying that they were very powerful.

Zhang Feng grinned and smiled, as if a devil wanted to eat people.

"Zhang Feng, you are actually an eighth-grade warrior!"

In the room, Cole asked loudly in a slightly unbelievable tone, yes, it was this guy who caught another blonde girl with the intention of committing violence.

Zhang Feng turned his head to look at him, lowered his head slightly, and his evil eyes were as cold as frost: "I'm very curious. Who sent you to kill me and dared to do anything wrong on the cruise ship. Do you have no scruples?"

With the mercenaries and these guys who could tell they were gang thugs at first glance, Zhang Feng was a little confused about what kind of enemy could mobilize such a great power.

The four great families in Tangdu?

Are they some polite?

Zhang Feng said again: "Hmph!"

"If you kill you, we will leave, and no one can find us!" Kole bared his teeth and showed a hideous smile, and his crazy eyes appeared again.

His years of black market boxing career have made his style full of unconcealed madness.

At the same time, he twisted his neck and made an attacking posture, a typical free fighting start, but it looked like Muay Thai.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that you are not simple either, so don't waste your time, come on!"

He reached out and compared the hooking action.

There was someone in the room and I didn't want to implicate her.

Kole was indeed angry by Zhang Feng's provocative gesture. With a strange roar, the muscles that stretched out their hands swelled up to the naked eye. In just one or two seconds, he changed from an ordinary person who seemed weak to a muscular man.

"Hey, it's actually a technique to stimulate potential. Are you afraid of not living beyond forty years old?"

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows in surprise, then sneered, full of disdain.

"Before dying, let's say a few more sarcastic words!" Kole's Chinese was not good and he was stumbling, making him even more angry.

Suddenly, he rushed towards Zhang Feng.

The distance between the two sides was only three or four meters long. Kole, who was as strong as a man, quickly raised his speed. When he came to Zhang Feng, he suddenly slowed down and punched, and then used a strange low whip leg to sweep towards Zhang Feng's calf.

Among the two moves, one must be a false move.

Kole, who seemed to be angry, became calm after starting the battle.

Zhang Feng didn't take the other person seriously at all, and kept sneering at the corner of his mouth. He took a quick step forward half a step and hit Kole's fist with his elbow.

The elbow hits the fist, and the step forward half a step, and the knee to the knee is completely head-on.

Kole was a little stunned. Since he won three consecutive games in the black market, he has koshered his opponents every game, and no opponent has just fought with him head-on.

At this moment, the tricks of both sides collided.

"Bang bang" two muffled sounds, Kole stumbled back, but Zhang Feng remained motionless, his brows tightened, and his face was a little surprised.

"You are actually at the eighth level and are about to break through the ninth level. Please take action, it will cost a lot of money, right?" Zhang Feng shook his right arm, which had been hit by an elbow, and it hurt a little.

Kolai barely stood still, and looked up, his face full of shock.

The right arm was lowered, the palm stretched out, trembling slightly, and the left foot was weakened on the ground, trembling even more violently.

Once he fought head-on, he obviously suffered a big loss.

"You... are you a ninth-grade warrior?" Kolai shouted out almost with all his strength.

The ninth-grade warriors are rare among warriors, and the strongest being below the grandmaster. It is said that among ten thousand warriors, there may not be a ninth-grade warriors.

Kole never expected that the target of Zhang Feng, the assassination this time, was actually a ninth-grade warrior, which made him feel like he was cheated and wanted to scold him.

Is the brain in the assassination of a ninth-grade warrior?
Chapter completed!
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