Chapter 3572: I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou

Suddenly, a group of small gangsters all raised their weapons and rushed towards Zhou Zhong.

At this time, Zhou Zhong showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly moved, he rushed directly at the group of gangsters, and blasted the head of an oncoming gangster with a punch.

Then, another kick hit the chest of another bully, and he saw that bully's chest collapsed directly by the kick and died on the spot.

Two people were killed with one punch and kick. This sudden change made Feng He and the other punks look horrified. Are they still human? How powerful is he?

"Brothers, don't be afraid. We are crowded. One person will kill him with a single knife. Come on!" Feng He shouted in horror from the side.

A group of punks were also irritated, with knives in their hands, and continued to pounce towards the middle of the week.

But the figure in the middle of the week didn't stop at all, still punching it with one punch, and every punch would blow the head of a little bastard, and kick a little bastard's chest until it collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen punks had already died on the ground.

"This is the **** devil, run!" Finally, the gangster couldn't help it, turned and ran.

Feng He also desperately ran towards the tower crane not far away. There was a sniper he invited on it. As long as he ran there, the sniper could kill Zhou Zhong with a single shot. At the same time, he was panicking on the phone. For help.

Looking at these little gangsters in the middle of the week, they didn’t chase them, but walked towards Feng He step by step, not forgetting to tell Lin Lu who was already shocked on the spot behind him: “My wife, follow me, don’t stop!"

Lin Lu came back to her senses and followed Zhou Zhong closely.

"Shoot him to death!" Feng He shouted at the sniper on the tower crane while running.

Above the tower crane, a man in his 30s with a gloomy face held a sniper rifle and aimed at Zhou Zhong, who was walking towards the tower crane step by step.

At this time, there was a cold sweat on the sniper's head. Although he was not a well-known killer in the world, he had been in this line for three to five years.

Hundred Steps Chuan Yang didn't dare to say, but at least when he was ready to aim at the target, there was never a target that could be avoided.

And when he fired the first shot just now, the kid actually knocked down the target he was about to kill, which made him incredible.

This is also the reason why he has not fired the second shot for a long time, because he thinks this kid is weird.

At this moment, seeing that the tower crane was getting closer and closer this week, and Feng He shouted loudly below, the sniper finally took a deep breath, pulled the trigger, banged, and the bullet flew out, straight to the middle of the eyebrow .

He was sure that his shot was very accurate, and he knew the wind speed and direction very well, so he would be able to shoot the opponent.

However, after his shot was fired, Zhou Zhong's figure did not stand still at all, still walking towards the tower crane.

How can this be? With an indescribable shock on his face, the man aimed at the middle of the week and pulled the trigger again. With another bang, the bullet shot out, but there was still nothing in the middle of the week, and he was still walking forward.

The man thought he was going crazy. He used a sniper rifle, and the target was walking towards him. Not to mention his veteran who had touched the gun for several years, even a recruit could shoot the opponent.

In the middle of the week, the tower crane was getting closer, and the man fired another shot, and the bullet flew out.

This time because the distance was close, he could see clearly that when the bullet flew three meters in front of Zhou Zhong, it stood up in the air and then fell to the ground.

The man stared blankly at all this with his mouth open for a while, Mom, is this a science fiction movie?

In the middle of the week, he had caught up with Feng He. Because of fear, Feng He tripped on a rock and fell to the ground.

When he walked up to him in the middle of the week, Feng He threatened the middle of the week with a full face: "You little bunny in the middle of the week, if you dare to move me, my brother-in-law will definitely chop you into pieces and throw you into the sea to feed the bastard!

However, in the middle of the week, he didn't even look at him, and continued to walk towards the tower crane, and then stood under the tower crane, holding the rusted steel bars of the tower crane with both hands.

Then, let the sniper on the tower crane, Feng He who fell to the ground, and even Lin Lu behind Zhou Zhong, an unforgettable scene happened for a lifetime.

Seeing the tower crane in the middle of the week, the tower crane tens of meters high was lifted from the ground forcibly. This is simply not something humans can do!

"What are you going to do? You are the devil!" The sniper on the tower crane was really frightened, and firmly grasped the handrail beside him with both hands.

In the middle of the week, he held the tower crane with both hands and waved it constantly in the air, and then pushed the tower crane to the ground, with a bang, the tower crane fell to pieces on the ground.

The sniper above also fell with his head head down and hit a huge rock on the ground. The blood splashed, the brain cracked, and the dead could no longer die.

"Now do you still think you played with me cruelly?" Zhou Zhong asked Feng He with a smile.

Feng He sat on the ground, only feeling damp under his ass. He was obviously scared to pee. Was it a human being this week?

At this moment, in the open space not far away, a van sped up and stopped directly not far from them in the middle of the week.

Immediately after the hula la van door opened, fifty or sixty punks rushed out of the car, each with a machete in his hand, and the first punks were yellow-haired.

"Three, three brothers, help me!" Feng He saw Huang Mao's expression of joy, and ran to the Huang Mao, crying for help.

"Feng He, your kid is too ruined! You were scared to pee!" Huang Mao saw Feng He running over, especially when he saw the wetness between his legs, he couldn't help but laugh.

Feng He ran up to Huang Mao and was full of confidence. He pointed to the middle of the week and laughed wildly: "Haha, in the middle of the week, you little crippled man, dare to fight against Laozi. Do you know who this is?"

"This is the third big celebrity next to Brother Dao, who can kill you a thousand times in a word!"

Seeing this yellow hair in the middle of the week, I feel familiar. Isn't this the yellow hair I saw at the birthday feast of the old lady of the Lin family a few days ago?

Huang Mao saw the middle of the week at this time. When he saw the appearance of the middle of the week, he immediately frightened and urinated, "Feng He, you said he was the one you wanted to kill?"

Feng He still didn't understand what was going on, and he still said to Huang Mao excitedly: "Brother Sun, this kid, help me kill him!"

"Fart!" Huang Mao cursed, kicking Feng He to the ground.

Then he ran to the middle of Zhou, nodded and bowed his head and apologized: "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here. I wouldn't dare to come if I knew to kill you!"