Chapter 1531 My Patience Is only 1 Second

When Zhou Qingfeng lifted his windbreaker, the burly man in charge of the bar gate exclaimed 'Fuck'. His companion and Liuying, who was joking aside, turned their heads, and they also looked like they had seen a ghost—the kid in the leather windbreaker was covered with weapons and guns all over his body.

The strong man who stood up had seen a lot of troubles, but he was also experienced. He quickly stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder, and swung his other hand into a fist, thinking about beating the kid in front of him to the ground first.

Another strong man behind him hastily pressed the walkie-talkie on his waist. If something went wrong, he must call for backup. Liu Ying, who was soliciting business at the entrance of the bar, covered her mouth subconsciously, and screamed faster than anyone else!

However, if it is faster, who can be faster than Zhou Qingfeng who is specialized in this?

Without waiting for the opponent to return his elbow to accumulate strength, an iron fist hit his chin like thunder. The fist with the iron finger gloves was hard and ruthless, and it shattered the strong man's jaw with one blow. His attack of grabbing his shoulders and swinging his fist was immediately destroyed, blood gushed out of his mouth, and several broken teeth flew out.

With one punch, Zhou Qingfeng pulled out a six-inch barrel 'boa constrictor' from his leg pocket with the other hand, raised his hand and fired at another strong man behind him.

The bullet hit the chest, and blood spattered. The strong man had just pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie before he fell down.

With one punch and two shots, Liuying's scream pierced the dark sky. The strong man who was punched still wanted to get up, Zhou Qingfeng pointed the muzzle of the 'Boa Constrictor' to his head and asked, "Is the 'Lion' there?"

The strong man who was punched didn't know whether he wanted to scold or beg for mercy, so he groaned twice inarticulately. Zhou Qingfeng repeatedly pulled the trigger on his chest until the bullets in the bullets were exhausted.

When the bullet emptied, Zhou Qingfeng flicked the bullet wheel and tilted it backwards, and the tinkling bullet casing fell to the ground. He took off a quick loader from the tactical vest and reloaded it again. He swung the wheel again and said in a deep voice, "Sorry, I only have a second of patience."

He started to kill at the slightest disagreement, and the father Rui Wen who followed behind immediately looked around in shock. The people on the street seemed to have become accustomed to gun battles and death, although they screamed again and again, they avoided in an orderly manner.

Zhou Qingfeng killed the two, put the 'Boa Constrictor' back into his leg pocket, grabbed two short 'Scorpion' submachine guns from his waist, and strode into the bar.

Seeing the situation, Father Ruiwen could only pull out a pistol and followed in, while Eliza, who was driving outside, took out an AKM with a folding stock from under the car seat, and looked around with a little excitement.

This bar that doesn't even have a signboard is obviously not for entertainment. There is no heavy metal music that makes people dizzy, and there are no young men and women who are shaking their heads. It is a black market for mercenaries, filled with all kinds of vicious and hideous desperadoes.

The gunshots outside the bar had already alarmed the people inside. After Zhou Qingfeng entered, he took a glance, and saw a rather dark and deserted environment in front of him. The greasy bar counter, the shiny black square table, and a dozen or so slovenly thugs, led by the bartender, all pointed their guns at him.

"Surely no one wants to listen to me now, right?" Zhou Qingfeng whispered.

Fuck-you!

The people in the bar are obviously not very good-tempered, all of them have hideous faces and bruised veins. They consciously are being provoked and violated, no matter who is coming, let him do it!

More than a dozen muzzles are about to strike...

But Zhou Qingfeng is the king of close combat!

After a 'time-stop' for a second, the two 'Scorpions' with a theoretical rate of fire of almost 900 rounds per minute started shooting first. The magazine of thirty rounds can be completely empty in two to three seconds, and the bullet rain formed by the sixty rounds forms a surface, covering the opponent happily.

Bullets poured down, and bursts of gunfire erupted in a short period of time, as loud as a grenade exploding. In a room with limited space, this sound can make people's ears buzz like thunder.

Father Ruiwen, who was following behind Zhou Qingfeng, heard such dense gunshots, he squatted down and turned around when he was going forward, and turned back to the side of the bar entrance. He waited for a few seconds to hear the movement, but apart from the screams of the injured in the bar,

There was only the sound of execution-like execution guns.

Doesn't sound like any of the bastards got killed.

Elisa in the car grabbed the AKM with an eye-opening astonishment. Papa Raven gritted his teeth, and rushed in with guns in both hands. After he entered, he aimed his gun to the east and west, and there was no one standing in the bar except Zhou Qingfeng.

The bar counter was beaten and the liquor was flowing, and the hall was covered with beaten corpses. Zhou Qingfeng was executing those hapless people who were injured, and before killing them, he asked 'Where is the lion'.

He asked, and without waiting for an answer, he shot and killed him. Some wounded were so frightened that they pointed to the stairs on the second floor of the bar and shouted, "Up, up."

Bang bang... Zhou Qingfeng, who got the answer, didn't even ask this time, and executed it directly.

The stairway is very narrow, only one person can go up and down. Zhou Qingfeng walked slowly to the bottom of the stairs, looked up, and conveniently changed the magazine for the Glock 17 he used for execution.

Father Ruiwen couldn't care less about being shocked at how Zhou Qingfeng killed so many people in one go, he also followed and stuck to the side of the stairs, when he heard rapid breathing from above, "There are people up there."

Isn't this nonsense?

Zhou Qingfeng pulled out the Remington M870 from the windbreaker on his back, but before he could kill it, he took out another grenade, took off the safety ring, released it for two or three seconds, and threw it up the stairs.

The grenade hit the wall of the stairs and exploded immediately after rebounding. The sound of the explosion was mixed with several screams. And just as the screams erupted, before the smoke cleared, Zhou Qingfeng, who had been taking his time slowly, suddenly jumped up like an agile cheetah.

Father Rui Wen, who was still thinking about how to cooperate with Zhou Qingfeng, was half a beat too late, and when he also rushed up, there were already continuous shots from the second floor. There was a muffled sound of gunshots, followed by pumping clicks to eject and reload. After seven or eight consecutive gunshots, the second floor also fell silent.

The second floor is a smaller living room. There were originally two sofas and seats by the window. Now the sofa was pushed to the stairway to form a barricade, and five or six gunmen aimed downstairs behind the barricade.

But a bouncing grenade made this barricade meaningless, the explosion blasted the gunmen trying to stop them, and Zhou Qingfeng who rushed up after him killed them all like shooting turkeys .

Thick gunpowder smoke and blood permeated the entire space on the second floor, and the body of the corpse was full of bloody holes smashed by lead. Stains of blood spread on the ground, and the scattered guns showed how powerful the firepower used to be here, but now all of them have disappeared.

Zhou Qingfeng pulled a bullet from the butt of the shotgun and stuffed it into the chamber. While stuffing it, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at a corridor on the second floor. The corridor was pitch black, but the cries of women and children could be heard from one of the rooms.

"Let me do it." Father Ruiwen, who was playing soy sauce in the audience, felt that he had been insulted. The fight was so brutal, but he didn't even fire a single shot. "There are women and children in the room. This complicated situation is more suitable for my professionally trained SBS."

The old man walked ahead cautiously, but when he stepped into the corridor, a wall of the corridor suddenly exploded with countless bullet holes. The chug bullets pierced through the wooden wall, making my father run around with his head in his arms, and the shit out of him. If Zhou Qingfeng hadn't dragged him back from behind, he would have been doomed.

"Throw the grenade and blow up the bastards inside." The old man was so angry that he wanted to show mercy, but he almost lost his life.

Zhou Qingfeng put away the shotgun, picked up an assault rifle from the ground and shot it through the wooden wall of the corridor. After emptying a magazine, he pulled out his 'python' and rushed into the room behind the corridor.

There are three people in the room, it looks like a family. The 'lion' with blond messy hair fell to the ground, and was shot in the chest and couldn't see him alive. There was also a woman who grabbed an 'Uzi' and was beaten to death. In the end, a child was lying under the bed, sobbing silently.

"Who are you?" 'Lion' asked unwillingly, staring.

"You trapped me in the Louvre two days ago, offering a reward of 200 million with your head, and you forgot so soon?" Zhou Qingfeng's gun swayed on the head of the 'Lion', but finally Move to the top of the child's head and ask, "Where is the 'poisonous spider'?"

The dying 'Lion' was spurting blood, and he begged, "Don't kill my child. I'll tell you where to find the 'Poisonous Spider'.

That woman is now on the run, and she will definitely not be in contact with any outsiders, but there is a place where she can find clues to her hiding. 'Dark Net', go to the 'Dark Net' server, there must be her information there. "

Bang... Zhou Qingfeng put an end to the pain of the 'Lion'. []