[69 Book Bar - www.] "Fatty Zhao, find him, let's go kill him together!" Lin Feng took a step forward and said firmly to Fatty Zhao.

Fatty Zhao showed a smile and said, "Okay!"

After discussing the matter of revenge, Lin Feng planned to stay here and wait for news.

During this period, Lin Feng kept looking at the human face mask in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was made very finely. There were even pores on it. When worn on the face, there was no problem of breathability. Even if it was worn all the time, there would be no problem.

No problem at all.

I didn't expect that the old ghost's craftsmanship was so exquisite.

"By the way, Fatty Zhao, I just saw you take off this mask just by wiping it on your face. What's going on?" Lin Feng asked.

Fatty Zhao laughed and explained: "Look in my sleeves!"

After rolling up his sleeves and stretching his arm in front of Lin Feng, Fatty Zhao said, "I have this thing on my arm."

On Fatty Zhao's wrist, there was something like a wristband. It was made of leather and was two or three times longer than an ordinary wristband. It looked very smooth. Lin Feng reached out and touched it, feeling that it was a little hard.

The hard thing seems to have some mechanism.

"Okay, stop being so pretentious. Tell me what this thing is used for." Lin Feng couldn't figure out the use of this thing, so he asked Fatty Zhao.

"Give me the mask!" Fatty Zhao extended his hand to Lin Feng and said.

After returning the mask to Fatty Zhao, Lin Feng stared at his movements without blinking.

Fatty Zhao unfolded the mask, and then attached it to the weird wristband on his wrist. The personality face mask was perfectly attached to his wristband, without any gaps. It looked like the human face mask originally

It should be posted here, not on people's faces.

"Watch it!" Fatty Zhao waved the wristband attached to the mask in front of Lin Feng's eyes in a showy manner.

Fatty Zhao stretched out his hand with a wrist guard on his face and wiped it casually.

Without making any sound, the mask that was originally tightly attached to the wristband actually stuck to his face in an instant. Everything looked so natural, more magical than magic.

Lin Feng suddenly showed an interested look. He stepped forward and carefully looked at Fatty Zhao's face wearing a human face mask. Lin Feng only found a clue at the corner of the mask. Other than that,

, this mask is simply another face. There is no flaw in it.

"Then how did you take it off just now?" Lin Feng continued to ask.

"Like this!" Fatty Zhao stretched out his hand and continued to wipe his face, but Lin Feng discovered that this action was completely opposite to the previous one. Just now, Fatty Zhao's hand was from bottom to top, but this time it was from top to bottom.

Following Fatty Zhao's movements, the mask on his face instantly returned to its original position, as if iron filings had encountered a powerful magnet.

Lin Feng's eyes widened. At that moment, he discovered that there seemed to be many small suction cups on the wrist guard, and he took the mask off Fatty Zhao's face in an instant.

As for how it was attached, Lin Feng didn't find out.

"Show me this wristband of yours," Lin Feng said.

Fatty Zhao took off the wristband without hesitation and handed it to Lin Feng. The wristband still had the human face mask on it.

After putting the wristband on his arm, Lin Feng realized that there was a mechanism inside the wristband. As long as the wrist was turned over, some suction cups that were difficult to detect with the naked eye would pop up on the wristband.

When you put on the mask, these suction cups will pop up instantly, and the mask will be naturally placed on your face. When you take it off, the suction cups will still be there, but the suction cups will take the mask off.

This thing is simply amazing. Lin Feng sighed in his heart.

"Fat Zhao, do you know how many old ghosts have this thing?" Lin Feng also had the idea of ​​​​wanting one. In his opinion, it is impossible to create this thing with current technology.

"I don't know. The boss didn't say it, but according to me, there should be at least two, right? Because after the boss gave me this, he still has one more!" Fatty Zhao replied.

Lin Feng's heart moved and he had a plan. He didn't have any thoughts about Fatty Zhao, but Lin Feng smiled and accepted the one about the old ghost.

He has made up his mind to get the wrist guard from the old ghost when he comes back. This thing is so convenient, it is a must-have for home travel, killing and stealing! If they had such a thing when they were performing the mission

This thing is simply outrageous.

After returning the wristband to Fatty Zhao, Lin Feng and Fang Ying had lunch together at Fatty Zhao's place. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, a short, sneaky-looking guy came to the office.

When this guy saw Lin Feng sitting on the sofa, he was immediately startled and said to Lin Feng tremblingly: "The King of Hell..."

Lin Feng shrugged and said to Fatty Zhao, "I'm looking for you!"

Fatty Zhao's masked face showed a hint of surprise, and he stepped forward and asked, "How's it going? Have you found the whereabouts of that guy?"

Hearing this, Lin Feng instantly guessed that this guy was probably looking for Geng Yan, right?

"I found it. After he was released from prison, Geng Yan has been living in the suburbs of hz. He no longer works. It seems that he is rich now. No one knows where he got a lot of money. Now

This choking man has opened a small underground casino in the suburbs of hz, and he will be there every night. Sometimes when interest arises, he will also gamble twice."

Fatty Zhao excitedly stepped forward and patted this guy on the shoulder, saying: "You did a good job! Okay, write down the address for me and you can go. I will find someone to send you the reward!"

When the thieving guy heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and thanked Fatty Zhao repeatedly. Finally, he reported to Lin Feng and then left.

After this guy left, Fatty Zhao said: "This guy is well-known in hz. However, he does not belong to any force. This time I just asked him for help."

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Fat man, what are you going to do?"

Knowing that Lin Feng was talking about avenging the old dean, a trace of murderous intent flashed across Fatty Zhao's face, and he said: "Take people over at night and surround the casino to prevent Geng Yan from escaping. The two of us will deal with him."

"Okay! Do you need to prepare anything?" Lin Feng asked.

"Well, I will arrange it!" Fatty Zhao agreed and began to arrange things in an orderly manner.

As night fell, several commercial vehicles with their license plates hidden quietly left the villa and drove toward the suburbs.

Suburban areas are relatively chaotic places. This situation is common in major cities in China, especially in cities with development projects.

There are three religions and nine schools, a mixed bag of good and bad, and it is an area with a high incidence of cases.

Among several commercial vehicles, led by a black Cadillac, they quickly stopped outside a brightly lit house.

In the car, Lin Feng asked Fatty Zhao next to him: "Is this here?"

Fatty Zhao looked at the note with the address in his hand and said, "That's right, it's right here!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He picked up a walkie-talkie next to him, turned it on, and said: "Get off the car and surround this place."

Wow!

The doors of the commercial vehicle were all opened, and a group of muscular men in sportswear got out of the car quickly, surrounding all the exits of the house.

After Lin Feng and Fatty Zhao left the car, they walked all the way towards the casino where they picked up leaks. Behind Lin Feng, Fang Ying followed step by step. Like a child waiting to be fed, she could never leave Lin Feng's side.

Standing in front of this tightly closed door, Lin Feng and Fatty Zhao were both a little excited. The people inside were the murderers of the old dean. After tonight, they can avenge the old dean.

!

Fatty Zhao glanced at Lin Feng, who nodded to him.

Fatty Zhao, like a soldier who heard the order, stepped forward and kicked the door open.

Inside the door, there was a smoky atmosphere, and a group of shirtless men were having fun around the gambling game.

Fatty Zhao's actions immediately caused the crowd to turn their attention to him.

"Who are you?" A guy with tattoos on his body, a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, and his hair dyed the standard gangster color - yellow. He looked like a slutty guy appeared in front of Fatty Zhao.

After looking Fatty Zhao up and down, Huang Mao said: "If you are here for fun, we welcome you. If you are here for trouble, then you are in the wrong place!"

As soon as Huang Mao finished speaking, a group of guys with knives in their hands quickly appeared behind him.

There were seven or eight guys with knives in their hands, and they really looked like gangsters.

The smell in the room made Lin Feng a little uncomfortable. After waving his hand in front of his eyes, Lin Feng said: "We are here to find Geng Yan. It has nothing to do with you. You should leave here."

Upon hearing this, Huang Mao spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and said, "Who are you, how dare you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fatty Zhao instantly took out a black May 4th pistol from his arms. There was a silencer on the pistol, and the black muzzle was pointed directly at Huang Mao's head.

Huang Mao was stunned. For a moment, he said in a stern tone: "Cao, you want to scare me with a handful of toys? I was..."

Poof! A slight muffled sound.

Huang Mao's words were interrupted again, and his body fell softly to the ground, with blood gushing out from his thighs.

It was hard to believe that the other party's gun was real. With China's control over firearms, once a shot was fired, it would definitely be a major case. Huang Mao never dreamed that he was actually shot. Holding his bloody thigh,

After a long while, Huang Mao let out a miserable howl.

Huang Mao's pitiful howl immediately woke up the others.

In an instant, the entire casino was in chaos. Everyone was rushing towards the back door. It’s not that they didn’t want to go to the front door. There was a fierce god with a gun here. Who dares to go this way? In case the other party is unhappy,

If you give yourself a shot, wouldn't there be no room for you to complain?

Lin Feng and Fatty Zhao had no intention of stopping these people who escaped, because they knew that these people would not be able to escape at all.

This low house had long been surrounded by people brought by Lin Feng and Fatty Zhao.

Sure enough, those who wanted to leave through the back door soon came back crying and howling.

After everyone came back, Fatty Zhao jumped up and came to a mahjong table. Looking at the noisy people below, Fatty Zhao took off the silencer on his pistol in dissatisfaction and fired a shot towards the roof.

Bang!

Following the sound of a gunshot, the lowly people suddenly became quiet. Although there were still some whispers from time to time, compared with the noisy market-like environment just now, it was undoubtedly much quieter now.

"Who is Geng Yan? Stand up!" Fatty Zhao shouted angrily.
Chapter completed!