Chapter 830

830、

shot?

The man does not have the courage and courage at all.

He knows very well that if he shoots and kills an experimental body of SSS constitution, he will definitely die very ugly when he returns to the organization.

However, he is now riding a tiger, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

His expression did not escape Zhang Feng's eyes, knowing that he could not push too tightly, and his goal was achieved, he suddenly grinned.

"Don't dare! Tell you, don't pretend to be okay in the future, remember?"

Pulling the gun away, Zhang Feng continued: "I know what you want to do, isn't it just to fix the surveillance camera?"

"But you don't want to think about it. Even if it is repaired, what else can be done, I can break it anyway."

"In this way, let's make a business. I will let you fix it and promise that it will never be destroyed again, but you will first let Lao Tzu prepare something to eat, as well as cigarettes and alcohol, all for me to serve."

The waltz standing outside the room twitched when he heard Zhang Feng's words.

There is such a big noise, just to blackmail the food, and the food and drink? He was completely defeated by Zhang Feng, and he couldn't think of what he wanted to do.

Although he is currently in a state of cooperation with Zhang Feng, he still wants to hand Zhang Feng to the organization as soon as possible, because working with him is really torturing and tiring.

The man with a gun turned his head and looked at the waltz outside the room involuntarily.

Waltz nodded until he had to make a decision, and said in a deep voice, "Good cigarettes, wine, and food for him."

After speaking, he turned around and walked away.

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The man reinstalled the surveillance camera as he wished.

Zhang Feng also got what he wanted.

Top-notch good wine and good food, but also good cigars. Although Zhang Feng doesn't like this game, he feels better without inferior cigarettes, but it is better than nothing.

The food and wine are all delivered with disposable paper tableware, and there are no knives, forks, and chopsticks.

Zhang Feng greeted Caldera, and the two of them grabbed hands directly, filling their stomachs with feasting.

Zhang Feng knew very well in his heart that the other party would not use glass tableware, nor did he use knives and forks, because these two things can be turned into murderous weapons, and they are both on guard.

"You save some for me, fuck." Seeing Caldera grabbed a big steak and stuffed it all in his mouth, he swallowed it all in a hurry. I was in a hurry and grabbed another one. The steak was stuffed into his mouth.

He eats fast enough, and only after seeing Caldera did he know what it means to be insignificant.

This guy, it seems that his throat goes directly to his stomach. It seems that you don’t need to chew at all when you eat it.

Caldera has no chance of nonsense, when has he eaten such a delicious food.

Don’t talk about the taste, it’s good to be able to fill your stomach before. Moreover, I got a little money and bought some delicious things, which I left to my sister. Seeing the meat now is naturally the disappearance of the remnant clouds.

To fill the stomach, a large amount of meat and wine was poured into the stomachs of two people.

Zhang Feng picked up the paper lunch box, wiped his mouth clean with the back, and then it became a ball and threw it in the corner at random.

I opened the package of the cigar, took out two, gave Caldera one, took one by himself, lit it with a match, and took two sips, while vomiting the clouds, he said with enjoyment: "One after the meal Smoke is the most wonderful taste."

Caldera followed Zhang Feng's appearance, lit his cigar, and slowly smoked it.

Zhang Feng made such a place, is it a farce without a target, or is it just for the simple purpose of making something to eat?

Of course it will not be that simple.

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As time passed, the lights in the room were always bright, and Caldera didn't know how long had passed.

But Zhang Feng can roughly estimate it.

When the surveillance camera broke down and the guard came in with a gun, Zhang Feng leaned over and looked out the door intentionally or unintentionally. He saw the sky outside. It was about four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

Until now, he roughly estimated that it should have been about six hours in the past, that is to say, it is now around 11 o'clock in the middle of the night.

It's still early.

Zhang Feng lay down directly on the ground, and after a while, he exchanged for even breathing.

Caldera's concept of time has long been blurred. Seeing Zhang Feng lying down to sleep, he lay down casually.

Waltz, who was staring at the surveillance video, was relieved to see Zhang Feng asleep. He secretly said in his heart that this ancestor was finally asleep, so he didn't have to worry about it.

He instructed the person next to him, saying: "Stare, don't be careless. As long as we send these two ancestors back to the organization, our mission will be successfully completed."

"Yes, Colonel." Waltz returned to his room to rest.

As time passed a little bit, the man staring at the surveillance video yawned and looked back at the hanging clock. It was already three o'clock in the morning.

Looking back at the surveillance video again, his sleepiness was awakened and disappeared.

Because Zhang Feng, who was always sleeping in the surveillance video, actually stood up.

The man picked up the walkie-talkie, and as long as Zhang Feng made any changes, he would immediately contact the person in charge of the guard via the walkie-talkie.

In the surveillance video, Zhang Feng stood up, walked into the corner, took off his pants, and babbled at the roots of the wall.

Finally shook, put on his pants, walked to another corner in a daze, and lay down again.

The man in charge of the surveillance video, seeing this scene, heaved a sigh of relief, and put down the walkie-talkie he was holding.

"It's so peeing."

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Zhang Feng in the room, lying on his side, facing the wall, just to give the surveillance camera a back view.

At this moment, his eyes widened, and there was no trace of sleepiness.

pee? It just wanted to give the other party an illusion, deliberately. His purpose is to come to this corner from where he was just lying down.

In this corner, there is what he wants, the food sent by the other party, and the stop box used.

The other party thought that without glass tableware or steel knives and forks, he couldn't get a weapon that could kill people?

Humph, it's too simple to think.

Leaning on the camera with his back, it happened to be blocking his hand. And his hand was playing with a thin paper shell.

Slowly tear the paper shell into the size of a palm, and then roll the paper shell along a certain arc. After being completely rolled, the length is only half the length of a cigarette, and the shape is more like a pencil, but a sharpened pencil. With a sharp tip!