Knight of the Light

At the other end of the phone, Taipingqiao Pier at night.

Because of the recent construction of a warehouse, the area around the pier is lively. The machine is roaring, and workers work day and night to earn a lot of overtime.

But this place is biased. On the side of the road leading to the construction site, a 'Chang'an Star' parked in the wasteland beside the road. Zhou Qingfeng just hung up Huang Huang's phone, staring indifferently at the two corpses on the ground and another living person.

Just a minute ago, a worn-out yellow 'face' forcibly stopped 'Chang'an Star'. The ‘face’ door opened, and two ferocious men jumped out, shouting loudly for Zhou Qingfeng to get out of the car.

The man in front of him held a stubby firearm and yelled, "Boss Zhou, brother, I want to borrow some money from you. You are so rich, shouldn't you care?"

As soon as the words fell, the pure gold shuttle ‘嗖’ flew out, directly hitting the head of the man with the gun in front of his head.

The latter did not expect the situation to change drastically, and rushed the long machete up with a ruler. Zhou Qingfeng pushed the door and got out of the car, empty-handed into the white blade, snatched it along the edge of the machete, and cut his throat with a backhand.

The ‘face’ driver just got out of the car and walked to the side of the road to look around. Especially at the warehouse construction site just over 200 meters away, there were bright lights and loud voices. But the distance is too far, as long as the sound is small, no one can hear it over there.

"Hurry up, hurry up." The driver of the ‘face’ was out of Zhou Qingfeng ’s attention. When he looked around and looked back, he found that his two companions had fallen to the ground. One head burst and only one layer of skin was hung on the neck.

Bloody water ran down the floor.

Ah ...., the ‘face’ driver screamed and fled, trying to get into the car. But he suddenly noticed that the car had turned off and the car key had been pulled out.

Looking back, a small figure fluttered his wings and flew to Zhou Qingfeng, shouting happily, "Master, master, I have brought this guy's car key."

The car key fell into Zhou Qingfeng's hand, and he just lost sight of it. As Huang Huang called at this moment, he said a few words casually and then hung up.

The ‘face’ driver had already jumped out of the car and ran away, but within a few steps he was shot through by the Adamantite shuttle. He screamed with his legs clenched on the ground, staggering his hands and begging for mercy, but stuttered.

Zhou Qingfeng picked up the gun from the headshot body and found that he had a strangely shaped short tube 'Hua Longzao' in his hand. This gun is very famous nowadays, it is the standard configuration of mainland fierce bandits. He sneered and asked, "Is this gun good?"

The ‘face’ driver just shook his head and waved his hands, did n’t speak, and panicked. Zhou Qingfeng also shook his head and pulled the trigger towards the other hand. With a stunned shot, the black powder bullet was not powerful enough, like a heavy hammer hitting the ‘face’ driver ’s chest.

The other party was badly injured and screamed, but did not die.

"This year's bandits are really crazy." Zhou Qingfeng sighed: "In the past six months, you are not the first to come and rob me, and you don't want to be the last. But when you meet me, you'll find it bad.

The little fairy whistled, and a warehouse built a few hundred meters away opened a gap, and seven or eight figures slowly walked out. They bypassed the hot construction site, passed through the woods by the dock, and reached Zhou Qingfeng.

The ‘face’ driver on the ground is only dying when he is yelling at Zhou Qingfeng, shouting ‘do n’t let a ghost off him’ or something. But when seven or eight figures appeared in front of him, the lights of the car lights shone, and the voice of his exclamation rushed into the sky.

In the direction of the construction site, the excavator roared. Several hired migrant workers saw the lights more than 200 meters away and heard screams. They stepped on the sidelines, as if someone wanted to see what was going on.

The foreman immediately came out and drank, "What are you doing? Don't want to mix up?"

The movements more than 200 meters away were abnormal, and the workers gave pointers. Someone recognized Zhou Qingfeng's "Changan Star".

The foreman shouted angrily: "It's all about your fart and work honestly. Mr. Zhou had already ordered that no matter what happened in the warehouse, no one should be approached. If you want to make fun, get fired immediately.

In front of the lights of ‘Chang’an Star’, the skeleton through the woods is carrying the body on the ground.

Zhou Qingfeng sneered at the pale-faced 'faced' driver: "I don't care where you are from? I don't care how you plan? As for you to become a ghost, the ghost must listen to me."

The two skeletons came to move the ‘face’ driver. This guy's weak and struggling strength was gone, and only a cry was made under severe injuries. Skeletons moved him along with the corpse into the built warehouse and into the underground garbage disposal space.

Glia is not picky. As long as it is organic, it doesn't matter if it is alive or dead, it can all eat.

Zhou Qingfeng kicked the blood on the ground with a few feet of casualty, and then threw 'Hua Longzao' for garbage collection. Rush to the warehouse where the garbage collection was taken seriously.

Over the past few months, there have been as many people as Zhou Qingfeng's ideas. Bright and dark, black and white, fatal and unpopular. Who makes his biggest label is a big "spread coin", everyone feels he is bullying.

However, Zhou Qingfeng is like an invisible black hole, and any demon or monster will sink into it and never come out again. Nantou Township is even smaller, and there have been many legends about him.

Tianyang is bigger, and there are more cow, ghost, and snake gods. Even some wild people from other places committed crimes across provinces, and found that it was rare to find a big fat sheep, and they could come and get a handful. But this kind of people can't walk away. Be 'fertilizer'.

The cry of the dying came from the wind, and some figures could be seen faintly. Many migrant workers over the construction site put down the work at hand, waiting curiously and fearfully. The foreman couldn't control it, even he wanted to know what happened?

'Chang'an Star' drove to the construction site first, Zhou Qingfeng jumped out of the car, greeted the foreman a few times, and shouted arrogantly: "Tough work, hard work. Everyone worked hard. I have nothing to return, Give everyone a supper. "

The back of the car was opened, and inside it were meat buns and soy milk in insulated barrels, which were still warm.

The foreman laughed and arranged for migrant workers to come to the supper in batches, and thanked Mr. Zhou for his generosity. The iodine-tungsten lamp at the construction site was clearly visible, and there were many blood stains on the door.

A steamed bun took the meat buns and soy milk and whispered to his companion: "There is blood on the bus. I just heard someone calling for help, isn't it dead? I also heard a bang, as if it was a shot . "

The foreman was so anxious that he came over and knocked the bun down, whispering and yelling, "You want to die?"

The falling bun, Qing Qing, lost his face consciously, and jumped up and wanted to scold. But the companions around him quickly grabbed him and pulled him away quickly.

Yuantou Qing was far away, and he was not convinced and scolded: "Why do you pull me? Being a foreman is great?"

Some of the companions called out with a slap, and then whispered, "Who do you think you are? Is this your village? Mr. Zhou is such an ordinary person in such a big business? He is you Can you be blind? The foreman is saving your life. "

Zhou Qingfeng was also sending a supper to every migrant worker not far away, laughing and laughing.

Yuantou Qing covered her face, glanced, and said unconvincedly: "It looks very kind, why are you so afraid of him?"

The older companion was even more furious and slapped again. "You know what the fart is, and you are afraid of this kind of kindness. You will be dead when someone's heart is bad."