When Xiaofeng followed Yang Yi out of the hotel, his face was still a little nervous.

It’s not that Yang Yi said it was okay if he was okay. If it really made people feel relieved, Xiaofeng had to see that it was really okay. But now, Yang Yi has not proved himself yet.

"Be careful, the Russian gang hasn't found our hiding place, but they must know that we are hiding in Chinatown. What I'm worried about now is that they have blocked the roads in Chinatown, so we have to be careful."

Yang Yi said curiously: "Does the Russian Gang have such a great power? Do you dare to close the road openly? Whoever gives them the courage, it's not their turn to Britain to have the final say."

Xiaofeng said with anger: "The Russians looked for people from North Africa. When the police saw them three points shorter first. Of course, they didn't dare to close the road like the police, but these people must have arranged people to stare at us."

"I just wonder if they can tell the faces of yellow people?"

Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment and said, "This is a bit difficult for them, but it should be okay to compare it with photos."

After chatting for a while, Xiaofeng's expression suddenly froze and he said anxiously: "Russians, two people in black clothes over there."

Yang Yi looked at it. Two middle-aged men wearing Adid sweatshirts were smoking on the side of the road, but their eyes were sweeping around and there was no time to stop at all.

Yang Yi took a breath and said, "No, this is not like the Russian mafia's style, it's like a street gangster."

"You are just a small thug, you think they are all wearing black suits. The Russians have a mysterious love for Adidas, in Russia, or in Britain."

Xiaofeng frowned and said, "I didn't see any police. It should be all from the Russian gang here. They are going to start killing me. We have to find a way, not..."

Yang Yi raised his hand, and then he pointed at the two Russians, but he just pointed and then took it back without letting the two Russians see his movements.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Xiaofeng finished speaking, he saw two people suddenly walking out of the crowd nearby.

As for these two people, one is Zhang Yong, whose face is the best disguise on Chinatown.

The other person is Paul.

Zhang Yong and Paul walked to the vicinity of the two Russians almost at the same time, and then the two Russians also noticed something was wrong and threw away the cigarette butts in their hands.

A Russian shouted at Zhang Yong with a vigilant face, but Zhang Yong just turned his head slightly and looked at him, then continued to move forward with a calm look on his face.

Zhang Yong and Paul passed by each other. They sandwiched the Russians in the middle. When they passed by, they happened to be in a row with the two Russians.

Zhang Yong walked over, and the Russians beside him had already fallen to the ground, covering his neck with his hands but not moving.

The Russian who Paul passed by also fell to the ground, but he covered his neck and twisted around the ground.

It just twisted for dozens of seconds, and the Russian finally stopped moving.

It was silent and calm, as if nothing had happened.

Xiaofeng was a little stunned. He touched the top of his head, and then said to Yang Yi with confusion: "What happened?"

Yang Yi shrugged and said, "The Russians have been trying to kill each other, so we have to kill each other, isn't it fair?"

"Uh, yes, justice!"

Xiaofeng hesitated for a while, then he said to Yang Yi: "I asked them how they did it? I didn't see the blood."

Yang Yi spread his hands and said, "One is the cervical spine that was twisted, the other... To be honest, I don't know, who hasn't got some special skills yet, right?"

Xiaofeng frowned and said, "Although you said it is very simple, although the situation looks good, I always feel that something is wrong."

“What’s wrong?”

"It's too...easy?"

"It's not easy, is this still easy? I've all shown my face and taken action."

Xiaofeng still frowned, and he followed Yang Yi and continued to walk forward for two steps. Then Yang Yi walked towards a car, naturally opened the door and entered the car.

"The car you prepared?"

"No, I came by a taxi."

"Then this car?"

"Oh, I stole it. Didn't you see me unlocking the lock just now?"

Xiaofeng took a breath and said, "I was still in the hospital when you left. I didn't know you have this ability. Well, it's quite amazing."

"Fortunately, it's fine. The main reason is that the captain found a good school, and there are all kinds of talents in it. Except for the poor speaking and the food is too bad. You should be careful that the chrysanthemums are not safe when you first enter... Well, the others are indeed quite good. I learned this trick here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yi started the car, and then he said with a relaxed look: "It's good that I'm done. I thought I was going to be embarrassed just now."

Xiaofeng said with a dark look on his face: "Don't show off, now I'm beginning to believe that you can handle it."

Yang Yi drove the car, and Xiaofeng looked tight again and said, "There are so many Russians! You must be with a gun, be careful. The Russians are very bad at attacking and dare to move guns on the streets. They must be someone monitoring this place, and more people will come..."

Xiaofeng said as he said, he stopped talking, because the three cars that were driving over fiercely suddenly stopped. Before the people on the car got out, two people walked out of both sides of the road, lifted their clothes, took out a pistol with a silencer and fired into the car.

The effect of the silencer is not as exaggerated as in the movie. The sound of the silence is still very loud, but it still sounds much smaller after all, at least it will not cause pedestrians on the street to scatter immediately.

After firing the gun, the two of them put the gun in their arms and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened, leaving three cars with blood on the glass parked where they were parked.

Yang Yi drove around the car blocking the road. Xiaofeng took a breath and said, "Do you arranged it?"

"Well, it's not me. I just called them and told them that other things were arranged by others. These people should be arranged by an old lady, like her style."

"Old lady? So cruel? Just killing people on the street? Too arrogant, right?"

"Well, the Russian old lady has this style. If she is more cruel, the Russian mafia cannot compare with her. I called her before I arrived just now. She thought she could do this, so she would do this."

"What old lady is so cruel? What are you doing?"

"It's mine now, it turns out to be a KGB person."

Xiaofeng nodded with a sudden realization and said, "Oh, no wonder, um, no wonder! KGB, that's quite cruel."

Yang Yi drove the car and looked left and right and said, "Is there no one else? The Russians can't help, there are only a few people?"

Xiaofeng exhaled and said, "Of course there are not just a few people in the Russian gang, well, but I can't say it, maybe it's just a watchman."
Chapter completed!