After going downstairs, Jiang Feng calmed down a little. After all, he is a person who eats a lot of food in this industry, and he is still very brave. Otherwise, you can't eat this bowl of rice.

After beckoning a taxi, he quickly got into the car without waiting for the driver to say: "Go to the airport and release the plane, the sooner the better, the more money."

The taxi driver hadn't taken his words as one thing, but after hearing the words "give more money", his face suddenly began to smile like a smile, and nodded and said, "Oh, no problem, you Just rest assured, it will definitely catch you up to the plane!"

After Jiang Feng yelled, he stopped talking, but his heartbeat was still fast. From time to time, I would look back and take a look, for fear that someone behind would catch up.

At this moment, Douyu live broadcast, death live broadcast room opened again.

When the picture is not completely lit, a few lines of subtitles have appeared:

Jiang Feng, male, 32 years old, occupation: unemployed.

Crime: to earn money to kill people for a living. Eighty-four people have been killed so far, and their methods are cruel. Most of the people killed have suffered very much before they die...

When the picture was completely lit, what appeared in front of everyone was Jiang Feng's undecided face.

The driver is a lot of people, maybe because he wants to make Jiang Feng happy, maybe he can still get a little more money, so he is chatteringly saying: "Boss, look at you like this to talk about big business. My old Zheng’s eyes, I haven’t seen people missed for so many years, I know you are a big business person as soon as I look at it..."

Jiang Feng was deaf to this, completely as if he had not heard it.

At this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly heard a clear gunshot from his ear. He almost subconsciously fell down. The driver was also scared by this. Immediately stepped on the brake and the taxi stopped on the roadside. After getting on, Jiang Feng got off the car at the fastest speed.

Then he rolled on the ground and hid behind the flower bed. Judging from his past experience, the one who shot him should be a good sniper. If it were not for him that he could not lower his head, he might be dead.

He cautiously leaned out his head to observe, but his face changed slightly, and he saw nothing now.

Only what he saw now was only the remaining buildings, and even people and cars on the highway that was still flowing.

It was as if he had gone to another world all at once, only copying all the buildings, and the other people and cars were gone.

The keen response prevented him from knowing what happened. He looked up very simply and said to the sky: "Death magistrate, I know all these are things you do, and I know that asking for mercy from you is useless. But I tell you! Jiang Feng is not afraid of you! I’m not afraid at all. Since I shot and killed when I was 14 years old, I never knew what it was like to be afraid!"

Ye Chen watched indifferently as he chattered, and there was no wave in his heart. This was only the case with timid people. He only had such a move because of this sudden situation, and the whole person fell into fear. If you count it, he is just using this method to get rid of his inner panic.

For such a method, Ye Chen dismissed it, and did not take this kind of thing as one thing. Fear not, he will know soon.

Jiang Feng continued to shout: "Death magistrate, don't compare me to those wastes. Do you think you can scare me?" His appearance seemed to be really calm: "I just need some time, just I can escape from what a ghost trial you are, you wait... you will be my first person to kill without money!"

Ye Chen snorted coldly. Such threats were too much for him, and there was no way to count them. Only now he is still alive, and those who dare to threaten him are dead.

"The death trial, start!" Ye Chen said nothing after saying this.

Jiang Feng also wanted to chatter, but suddenly, a gunshot rang from his ear. Out of the instinct of a very timid person, he bent down again the first time.

Jiang Feng looked back and saw a small hole in the concrete floor behind him. At first glance, you know that you are a sniper rifle, and it will have effects only after shooting.

After a few violent jumps in his heart, Jiang Feng no longer dared to say more, and hurriedly began to run, he wanted to find a suitable bunker.

Although he does not know what kind of trial he will face, as a timid killer, there is only one thing he needs to do now, that is, let himself survive.

And to find a temporarily safe place, otherwise, there is no chance to fight back, how can you say escape.

The gunshots were still in his ears, and Jiang Feng felt that his running speed had reached the limit, and it would be impossible to speed it up even more.

Fortunately, the opponent's marksmanship seemed to be worse, so he could hide in front of him every time.

Ye Chen looked at Jiang Feng, who was constantly running, and there was a trace of disdainful smile in the corner of his mouth. The person's self-righteousness was already within his calculations. If it was not for him to atone for his sins, but simply wanted to kill him instead of trial, he was already dead at the first shot.

However, Ye Chen also needs his mentality. Only this mentality will allow him to finally taste what kind of unforgiving pain that is desperate when he is helpless.

Only in this way can he really compensate those who died because of him.

Jiang Feng finally hid in a convenience store and leaned against the wall. He was only slightly relaxed. He only had a pistol in his hand, while his opponent shot him from the top of the building opposite. , He has no chance to fight back.

But for him, it’s not a good thing. At least, as he has found a suitable shelter like this, there is no way for the other party to take him.

It won't fight with opponents like this in advance...

If it is changed to the usual, he will definitely think that his opponent is a good shot, but now... he is really not sure. ..

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