"Drive steadily!"
After getting on the bus, Feng Xinglang quietly told bashong to drive.
"Mr. Feng, is that junhun really going to make a big move tonight?"
Bassoon asked tentatively as he stepped on the accelerator. Because boss CongGang didn't give him any emergency warning before. If celesto really has any action, Feng Xinglang will know, and the boss will know even more.
As a result, bashong naturally doubts: is Feng Xinglang too nervous?!
"Not sure yet But I have a premonition that with such a good chance tonight, that celesto will send someone to try it first! "
Feng Xinglang looks out of the window: there are still a lot of luxury cars around Yulong City, and the night life seems to have just begun.
"That is to say, it's just a little fight tonight at most!"
Bassoon had just supported the steering wheel with both hands, and now he was in a leisurely state.
"Cheer up! Be careful you don't know how you die! " Feng Xinglang gave a low shrill voice.
"Don't worry, Mr. Feng. Since that celesto is so vindictive, he will keep you alive!"
With the action, bassoon put his hand on his neck. "He can only kill you in front of Hetun!"
Can this be the reason why Bassoon is not nervous about his master?
This intelligence quotient, this action, this words and deeds, really did not inherit Cong Gang's little bit of coldness and bitterness.
In fact, the more suitable candidate for Feng Xinglang is Wei Kang. But Cong Gang sent him such a thing! It's not that Feng Xinglang doesn't like Basong. He just thinks that sometimes Basong is just a piece of white paper in the direction of worldly sophistication, and sometimes his speech is very pleasant!
For example, now: I'm not afraid to tell you the truth!
However, there is a saying that Bassoon is right: with the strong Revenge of celesto, if he wants to kill the family, he will certainly be in front of Hetun!
"Mr. Feng, take the elevated road or the tunnel?" Asked bassoon.
"Take the tunnel!" The seal is loud and deep.
After driving two kilometers from Yulong City, if you don't take the elevated road, you have to enter a section of tunnel. The narrow and dark environment is more suitable for the people of celesto.
Maybe with a different state of mind, I feel that tonight's tunnel is like a monster with a bloody mouth, which will engulf them with the car.
The night after ten o'clock in Shencheng, the traffic volume began to decrease obviously; after the diversion of viaduct, the number of vehicles passing through the tunnel has been reduced by more than half.
"Mr. Feng, do you feel that there is something wrong with the van on the left? I can see that the container behind it can fit our car You can take us with the car! "
Tonight's bassoon felt very excited. Risk taking is as exciting as drinking poison to quench thirst.
"Do you feel that your boss might be following us?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.
"Certainly not! It's not necessary for my boss to appear in person for such a small scene... "
"Hiss "Hissing, hissing..."
Before bassoon had finished speaking, the light band in the tunnel seemed to be short circuited. After a long string of electric sparks flashed, it fell into darkness. Only the limited lights of each vehicle are left.
With a loud bang, two cars collided in front of the tunnel, and the whole tunnel fell into a semi paralyzed state. No matter how good the car's performance is, it can't fly over the tunnel with wings, so bassoon had to stop the car.
They're trapped in the tunnel!
It seems that this time it's time to come!
"Mr. Feng, they are coming!" Bassoon locked the door.
"I need you to say it!"
Feng Xinglang subconsciously tightened Xing Shiwu in his arms, "Shiwu, are you afraid?"
"No fear!" The little guy should be quite calm, "it seems that there is someone on the roof of our car..."
According to Xing 15's words, "bang Dong", someone should have jumped directly from the top of the tunnel and stepped on their roof.
One, two It's like a zombie crawling out of hell! The acceleration of gravity depressed the roof for four or five centimeters.
The silencing pistols hit the same bullet holes in the windshield one after another; even the military bulletproof glass couldn't bear the overlapping bullet penetration.
"Mr. Feng, do we want to resist?" Bassoon was quite calm.
"No!" There is a cold sound in the seal.
With a loud bang, the hydraulic door breaker broke open the window glass on Mrs. Feng's side.
"Ah
Mrs. Feng ER let out a scream of panic. Instead of any resistance, she put her head in her husband's arms.
"Who are you? What are you doing? "
Feng Xinglang holds his son in one hand and his frightened wife in the other.
“Get-Down!”The door had been opened, and a pincer like arm came in and grabbed Feng Xinglang's collar.
"Who are you? Don't hurt my wife and children
Feng Xinglang was very cooperative and got out of the car. Also being driven out of the car were Xing Shiwu and Mrs. Feng ER.
It's obvious that celesto hasn't appeared yet; what Feng Xinglang has to do is let them take their family away. Only when we see celesto can we pull them out.
It's not the first time that Feng Xinglang has used himself as a bait.
Fortunately, it's not his real wife and children who are bait with him at the moment. Otherwise, his heart would be broken.
Basong felt sorry for his identity if he didn't resist as a bodyguard and part-time driver. And it's too fake! So he took advantage of it and attacked his leather jacket Just try their skills.
After seeing Basong's action, Feng Xinglang smashed the man in black with the silencing gun on his wrist and knocked the gun to the ground.
"Wife, take your son! Come on! Head for the tunnel exit! "
Feng Xinglang did not want them to leave, but reminded them not to fight together. After all, Mrs. Feng ER is just a weak woman with no power to bind a chicken.
"Nono, let's go!" Mrs. Feng ER immediately came forward to take her son's hand.
But Xing Shiwu was suddenly picked up by another leather jacket, "Dad Help me Help me
Xing Shiwu knew his mission. I know that I want to go deep into the tiger's den and cooperate with my adoptive father to catch all the enemies.
"Nono! What do you want to do? Let go of my son
As soon as Feng Xinglang was about to come forward to save his son, he was shot heavily in the back of his neck. It made a splash of gold before his eyes. However, he didn't reach the level of fainting, but in order to cooperate with them and take him away quickly and smoothly, Feng Xinglang collapsed to the ground.