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Chapter five hundred and eighty-ninth let sister cool

Xue Chen screamed with a calm face, then covered her mouth. On the one hand, she prevented the inhalation of poison gas, and on the other hand, she did not want to hinder Zhang Feng's thinking methods.

You know, when a woman screams, even the calmest man will be affected.

Zhang Feng looked at the layers of yellow smoke rolling down the stairs, and immediately turned back to the lower room and put down Xue Chen.

"Sister Chen, sorry, I've got you into a trap."

As a man, it is absolutely unforgivable to plunge head-on into the trap set by the enemy with his beloved woman.

"I'm so confident that I thought that Nan Liu might have set up a trap in the tunnel, but I didn't expect that his purpose was to lead me into the tunnel. It's ridiculous that I actually jumped in."

Zhang Feng waved his hand to stop Xue Chen from saying what he wanted to say, and turned to face the direction of the stairs.

The poisonous smoke sinks very slowly, with dozens of steps and about 30 meters apart, and it will probably take two or three minutes to enter the shelter room.

In addition, poisonous smoke is heavier than air, and it is estimated that it will take more than an hour to reach the height that the human body can inhale.

"Brother, are you blaming yourself?"

Xue Chen looked at Zhang Feng's back and felt a lot of pain in his heart. He stepped forward and patted him on his shoulder.

Zhang Feng turned around and smiled bitterly: "Sister Chen, the door upstairs is made of steel and concrete. It is almost impossible to break it with human power. In other words, our life path... is gone."

Xue Chen curled his lips, "You want to give up and let you fuck me, and die here?"

"Uh..." Zhang Feng was speechless, not understanding whether Xue Chen was really blaming himself or letting the tense atmosphere relax.

"Idiot, I really admire you!" Xue Chen pushed Zhang Feng and turned to face the wall, as if he was trying to save his temper.

Zhang Feng scratched his head and became even more confused. He held it in for a long time but couldn't say anything. After all, with his straight man's attributes, he was even going to the next level, and he was just Iron Man. It was almost impossible to understand a woman's mind and then say the right words.

At this time, a slight current sounded, and then two "cough cough" sounds.

"Zhang Feng, how about my shelter room? There is a lot of food inside, enough for you and that beauty to eat for two months!"

Nan Liu's voice echoed in the shelter room, full of ridicule and complacency.

"Nan Liu?" Zhang Feng looked around and found the audio on the top of a shelf. He found the camera at the top of the shelf.

It seems that Nan Liu must have hid in a safe room, peeping at the two of them and admiring his masterpiece.

If he can deceive a great master like a desperate situation, he will be about to fly to the sky and be revenge. When he turns around, he will use the title of killing the great master to quickly recruit people and restore power.

"Zhang Feng, I'm very curious. Why do you know me so well? All my industries have been burned by you, and none of them are spared. Ordinary people can't do it."

In the basement of the villa, in a very hidden safe house, Nan Liu sat on the sofa, watching the surveillance video on the computer screen, holding the microphone, gritting his teeth and gritting his teeth.

Black people will grab territory but they don’t burn all the industries. To put it bluntly, everyone is for money. When they think that all industries are burned, they lose millions of dollars in construction alone.

Not to mention how much money you have to make without industry. Thinking of this, Nan Liu wanted to rush into the underground shelter room and eat Zhang Feng alive.

"you guess!"

Zhang Feng showed a weird smile at the camera, then flew up, smashed the camera with one punch, and smashed the pair of speakers into pieces.

“fk!”

In the safe room, Nan Liu smashed the microphone with a qi, turned his head and ordered his subordinates to increase the release speed of the poison gas and to poison Zhang Feng to death.

His subordinates' response made him a little discouraged. He had only one gas cylinder and the valve had been opened to the maximum.

"Chief the shelter room, use steel plates and electric welding. In short, you can't let Zhang Feng escape!" Nan Liu shouted in anger.

A dull sound came, and Zhang Feng and Xue Chen in the underground shelter room heard the sound and looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"The entrance has been completely blocked. It seems that Nan Liu is very worried about you, the great master." Xue Chen not only did not worry, but cried, but was in the mood to joke. "It seems that we are going to die in this broken room. It's a big loss. The master of this hall didn't find a handsome guy to have fun until he died."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Zhang Feng was shocked and suspicious, his eyes widened, staring at Xue Chen, gritting his teeth.

I actually want to find another man, I can't bear it!

Zhang Feng spread his palms and was about to give Xue Chen a ruthless one, but he didn't expect that the other person would instantly calm down with just one word.

"Or, my stinky brother, do you want to make my sister have fun?" Xue Chen squinted his eyes, and looked like a nightclub boss looking at the young duck.

The plot changed too quickly, and Zhang Feng was not ready. He took two steps back in shock and hit the shelf with a bang. Several cans fell to the ground, with a clanging sound.

"Hahaha... You idiot, let your sister have a good time. As for scaring you like this?" Xue Chen smiled and leaned back and forth, unable to stand steadily, and did not fall down with a hold of the air.

"Sister Chen...you...you..." Zhang Feng stuttered, his heart was beating and his legs were weak. If he hadn't leaned against the air, he would have fallen to the ground.

This incident had a great impact on Zhang Feng. In his heart, Xue Chen's status was too special.

When I was a child, my adoptive father was always training Zhang Feng, and the teachers I invited taught him. The adoptive father was always the role of Zhang Feng's father. My mother, because her adoptive mother was poisoned in her early years and was in poor health, she often couldn't get out of bed. Therefore, the role of her mother was missing for Zhang Feng.

As for Xue Chen, in addition to teasing Zhang Feng for any reason, she also takes care of Zhang Feng, but she also has her own schoolwork and takes very little care.

The elder sister is like a mother, so Xue Chen's status is irreplaceable in Zhang Feng's heart.

Such a special person suddenly said he wanted to "please" you, what would you react?

The poisonous smoke and other things had long been thrown out of the sky by Zhang Feng, and only Xue Chen's laughter was left in his mind, echoing over and over again.

"Hey, little brat, I'm just teasing you. Did you really think about that aspect?" Xue Chen stopped laughing, raised his eyebrows at Zhang Feng, and continued to laugh after mocking him.

“…”

In an instant, Zhang Feng felt like he was struck by lightning, and he wanted to jump into the crack in the ground.

So hateful!

I'm really thinking wrong?

My mind was messy, and I would become angry when I was angry. Zhang Feng roared, which scared Xue Chen. He opened his mouth and stared at Zhang Feng with a shocked and suspicious look.

"You..." Xue Chen swallowed his saliva, "What do you want to do?"

Under the instinct of a woman, she felt "danger". Perhaps in the next second, Zhang Feng would pounce on him and put himself on the spot.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Zhang Feng roared angrily, smashing the frame with one punch. With a bang, he rushed up the stairs, and then there was a loud noise like a siege cone hitting the door.
Chapter completed!
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