Doomsday is King Reborn

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Wu Feng's forehead.

This is the second time tonight.

The second time Wu Feng was pointed at the head with a gun.

The first time, it was the poisonous dragon who was outside the duty room.

At that time, maybe it was out of vigilance against the unfamiliar environment, or maybe it was out of self-protection, so it was understandable for Dulong to raise his gun.

But this time, the fat Zhang Long was a little unforgivable.

"Ha ha!"

"Director Lu, don't come here!"

"I want to see what this fat man can do to me today!"

"Fatty, I'll give you a chance!"

"I'll count to three. You'd better put down the gun and complete the duel between us honestly. I can pretend that this thing never happened!"

"Otherwise, I'll let you know what despair is!" Wu Feng waved his hand to stop Lu Yao who wanted to rush over.

Being pointed at with a gun continuously, even an ordinary person, would be extremely annoyed.

Not to mention, Wu Feng is a reborn person with memories of two lifetimes.

In his previous life, he struggled step by step and transformed step by step, perhaps suffering a lot of setbacks in the process.

But from the moment he reached the top, he swore that no one would ever shit on him again.

"Ha ha!"

"Count to three?"

"Scaring me?"

"Should I count for you?" Fat Zhang Long was obviously very excited.

He didn't care about Wu Feng's warning.

With a gun in hand, Zhang Long felt that the situation seemed to be stabilized by him again.

Even if Wu Feng is extremely skilled, even if Wu Feng has Lu Yao's support behind him, so what?

No matter how high your skills are, can you stop bullets?

"one……"

"two……"

"Three..." Wu Feng was not angry because of the fat Zhang Long's evil appearance, he stood in place, his eyes scraped Zhang Long's face like a knife's edge, pointing directly at the fat man's heart.

Three numbers, counted one by one per second.

There is no deviation in the slightest.

This made the fat Zhang Long who was already in a state of excitement suddenly go crazy.

"Bang!" Almost when Wu Feng spit out the third number, the gunshot rang out.

I don't know if it was because of conditioned reflex, the fingers were no longer under the control of the brain, and the dragon shot.

Or because he really wanted to kill Wu Feng.

The fire is like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

Take the soul out of this dark living room.

When the gunshot rang out, almost everyone's faces became stiff.

Chapter 40 The Aftermath of Shooting

No one expected that the fat Zhang Long would actually shoot.

Although he killed dozens of zombies along the way, his marksmanship is considered superb.

But killing zombies is completely different from killing people.

Even those serious criminals felt cold after seeing the fire and hearing the gunshots.

They seem to have a deeper feeling for the frivolity of life.

"Wu Feng!"

"Big brother……"

Almost at the same time, Lu Yao's exclamation and Xiao Nizi Qingcao's cry sounded together.

However, their voices soon stopped abruptly.

Because after the gunshots.

They suddenly found that Wu Feng, who was standing opposite Zhang Long, did not fall down.

Moreover, Wu Feng's actions were so fast that they left afterimages.

"Looking for death!" If it wasn't for the darkness that obscured the vision of most people, then they would have noticed that Wu Feng's eyes were red at this moment.

That shot just now really angered Wu Feng.

Therefore, at this time, Wu Feng did not show any mercy.

"Gaba!"

"Gaba!"

Wu Feng's fingers, like pliers made of steel, directly pinched the fat man Zhang Long's wrist and forearm.

Twist twice, there are two crisp sounds.

But when the fat man Zhang Long wanted to fire the second shot, he was shocked to find that his arm holding the gun had limply drooped.

The shiny gun fell to the ground at some point.

"what……"

"My hand..." After a short moment of astonishment, there was a painful wail.