"Jiang Feng, hand over your head obediently, I can spare you a whole body." Chen Shihu grinned and then took a step forward.

He stopped immediately as soon as he walked forward.

A red dot appeared on his forehead, making him afraid to move.

A sense of crisis that had never been seen before spreading to every pore in his body.

As his martial arts cultivation becomes stronger and stronger.

Strong people will also have a certain premonition of crisis.

The so-called autumn wind awakens before it moves.

That's what it means!

At this moment, he was very shocked.

He knew that Jiang Feng's men had a very powerful sniper.

But he thought that with his strong strength, he didn't have to take it seriously.

But now, when he was stared at by the sniper.

He only understood.

Everyone underestimated Jiang Feng.

The sniper under him was even more terrifying than everyone thought.

Chen Shihu is a powerful man with half-step Gangzheng, but in front of this man's sniper rifle.

He dared not move at all.

After reaching half a step of Gangjin, your perception of crisis will be even stronger.

And in his feeling, as long as he takes a step forward, the bullet will penetrate his brain.

Not to mention the half-step Gangjin, even a real Gangjin warrior may not survive.

So he was cowardly.

Chen Shihu dared not take his life to bet.

Seeing him standing there and not daring to move, Wang Shaojun couldn't help laughing.

He originally thought he was dead, but at such a close distance, the powerful man with half-step Gangjin could kill them in an instant.

But now, this strong man can only stand obediently.

"Aren't you very arrogant? Why don't you dare to move now!" Wang Shaojun said proudly.

Moreover, he was so impressed by Jiang Feng that he had even calculated this.

Jiang Feng slowly walked to Chen Shihu.

He looked at this guy.

His face was a little cold.

He smiled and said, "I know, the person who sets the trap for me should be Gong Juewei, right?"

Although there was no answer, Chen Shihu did not deny it either.

Jiang Feng was not surprised. The first two assassinations were just small fuss and could not threaten him at all.

But this trap used so many Kunlun warriors, plus Chen Shihu's half-step Gangjin.

It's not the work of the Yang family.

Based on his understanding of the Yang family, he must have arranged all the warriors in the Yang family and then waited to fall into the trap.

No one who can assign these three great gifts has the courage to do so except Gong Juewei.

Neither Yang Wenbin nor Yang Lao Madam, they can do it, because with their greedy and fear of death, they will only transfer all the warriors to their side.

Convenient to protect their lives.

Chen Shihu took a deep breath, and he looked at Jiang Feng in front of him with a little anger in his eyes.

He knew very well what he was doing now, if everyone else was here.

It may not be without the power of fighting.

But the problem is that except for his half-step Gangjin, all the people he brought were the martial artists of the magic: "Jiang Feng, if you have a species, let me go. I will wait for you at the Yang family tomorrow. At that time, I will definitely take the head of your neck!"

Chen Shihu said that he was heroic, and he felt like he wanted to fight Jiang Feng alone.

Before Jiang Feng could speak, Wang Shaojun on the side couldn't help it: "Where do you think this is? Come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want?"
Chapter completed!