"Is he... a human?"

Several bosses on the cargo ship were shocked by the scene on the dock. Zhang Feng's brutal killing severely hit their worldview. They never thought that one person could fight back against so many people under the siege of hundreds of people.

They are not ordinary people, they are all thugs of the seventh grade and above. Everyone has their own lives, and they are all fierce and cruel. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are demons.

But it was just like this group of people who threw the moor bottle and were beaten back by Zhang Feng, and then they were repeatedly killed by Zhang Feng, killing them all. Until now, they were all foolishly standing there and not daring to attack Zhang Feng.

"He is a demon, no, he is a demon king!"

Nan Liu was the first to recover from his senses. Even though he knew that saying this would hurt the morale of several bosses again, he said this in a terrifying tone.

When the other bosses heard this, their faces became very ugly, and some even looked horrified.

For example, Marshal Li Carl and Heihu, these two people showed obvious cowardice on their faces.

"What's wrong with the Demon King? Even if it's the Demon King, I want to kill the demons!"

Klaus cursed in a hysterical tone, and despite the shocked eyes of the other bosses, he took out his cell phone and called a subordinate.

"Use the last move, each person who died in battle will be compensated for 50,000 US dollars!" He shouted at the phone.

A response came from the phone and hung up immediately.

"What is the last move...?" Nan Liu asked.

He is very concerned about whether he can survive and whether he can save the last few million US dollars in deposits.

"Hehe...hehe..." Klaus stared at the dock and laughed sinisterly, "You will know soon."

Nan Liu stopped talking and turned his head to look at the pier.

On the dock, Zhang Feng was still surrounded by hundreds of people, and the diameter of the encirclement was more than 20 meters. Such a wide encirclement showed that these thugs did not dare to approach Zhang Feng at all. At this time, they were relying on the number of people to enhance each other's courage.

"Do you want to continue?"

Zhang Feng sneered, and the blood stained on his face made his aura even more fierce.

The white Zhongshan suit on his body was now infected with blood and turned red. He stood there holding a long sword, like a ferocious evil spirit.

"..." There was no response, the audience was quiet and could not hear the breath. Zhang Feng's words scared these people so much that they didn't dare to speak out.

"It seems that the killing is not enough!"

Zhang Feng grinned his teeth, found a random direction, and rushed over.

At his speed, a distance of more than ten meters, in the blink of an eye, the cold light passed by, and the evil sword showed its might again!

In front of the Grandmaster, there was no room for the seventh-grade warrior to resist. In an instant, several people were chopped to the ground and their bodies were incomplete.

The others around him ran away with a "coaxing" sound...

They were already scared by Zhang Feng's ferocity.

The encirclement was torn apart. If Zhang Feng wanted to break through, he would just use his light skills to run away, so that no one would dare to pursue him. But he turned around and rushed into a crowded place.

Blood was flying, screaming and even scared, kneeling in front of Zhang Feng begging for mercy, but Zhang Feng cut off his body and head and face were different.

"Boom...boom..."

At this time, the roar of the engine attracted Zhang Feng's attention. He gave up the pursuit and turned his head to look deep in the port. The sound came from that direction.

At first glance, Zhang Feng couldn't help but exclaim: "I'll go?"

Four tankers were rushing towards us. Several people were squatting on the front and on the tanks of each car. The vehicles rushed towards the dock like crazy cows, and the people on the roof raised their weapons and screamed.

Well, it has a bit of the doomsday team's spirit.

"It's actually a troll. It seems that this is your last blow!" Zhang Feng curled his lips and sneered, and he was disdainful of the tanker truck and the like.

He jumped and rushed to the crowd again.

Yes, he just plans to keep close combat with the thugs so that the tanker can't play.

The enemy is cruel, so you won’t hit the tanker truck on your own, right?

The killing continued, Zhang Feng was as fast as lightning, and the fierce sword in his hand was even more cruel, causing a bloody storm. When the tanker truck rushed over, more than twenty corpses were left on the ground of the dock.

The team of hundreds of people lost more than one-fifth of its thugs, and all died, and no serious injury was serious.

"Kill him, kill him, you can't let him kill anyone again!"

On the top of the cab of the first tanker truck, a tough man was half-squatting. After shouting on the walkie-talkie, he pointed at Zhang Feng with the trolley in his hand and pulled the trigger directly.

"Baopao..." A crisp sound rang throughout the port.

Zhang Feng didn't expect that the other party really dared to use the troll. The moment he heard the gunshot, he rolled on the spot, and a few sounds of breaking through the air sounded in his ears.

Cold sweat oozed out, and I thought I was lucky.

Seeing that Zhang Feng was not hit, the man on the roof of the car shouted at the intercom again: "Don't take it into consideration, get on together and kill him!"

Accompanied by the voice, the people on the roof of the three tankers aimed at Zhang Feng with trolleys and pulled the trigger...

For a moment, the bullets fell like rain.

Zhang Feng was prepared and used Ye Feng Jueying's body technique with all his strength. Not to mention the speed, under the blessing of the master's true energy, his body was like a ghost, flashing and flashing into the crowd.

"Damn, I didn't hit it!"

"Is he a human being? Why is he so fast?"

"Oh my God, he's hiding in the crowd. Do we still want to fight?"

The gunmen on the roof of the car were shocked, and no one expected that there would be people in the world to be so fast.

"Start fire, keep firing, don't let him escape!"

The strong man leading the roof of the car threw away the walkie-talkie and roared loudly at the people behind him.

This guy is definitely a high-level warrior!

Just by shouting, Zhang Feng could tell that his true qi level was at least eighth grade.

A loud noise like raindrops came again, and the power of the automatic firearm was fully displayed at this moment. A bloody rain suddenly flew in the crowd, and more than a dozen people fell like wheat.

However, a blood-colored figure flashed past and rushed into the crowd further away again.

Needless to say, the intensive shooting only hits their own people.

"Fake, everyone is ready, last blow!"

The strong man in the leading car roared loudly and then slapped the roof of the taxi.

The first tanker turned quickly and rushed towards the crowd, while Zhang Feng was in that crowd.

"What are they going to do?"

Zhang Feng frowned and stopped and observed the other party's actions carefully.

The tanker rushed over. When Zhang Feng was about twenty meters away, the strong man on the roof took out a remote control from his arms and lit it at Zhang Feng, as if showing off.

Then he jumped off the roof of the car, and several people on the tank jumped out of the car, rolled on the spot and stabilized their bodies, and ran away.

"Blast the car?"

Zhang Feng glared at his eyes, turned around and ran away.
Chapter completed!