More than an hour later, Wan Fei drove into a brick factory.

On the surface it is a brick factory, but inside it is a factory that prints counterfeit money.

Wan Fei stepped on the accelerator and drove into the brick factory.

After getting off the car, he started shouting, "Pack your things quickly, Zhou Qiang has been arrested, and he will betray us soon!"

There were not many people guarding the brick factory.

After being woken up by Wan Fei, everyone was still rubbing their eyes in a daze.

Wan Fei didn't care. After waking up the people, he rushed directly into the innermost part.

The light was not very bright. After Lin Feng got out of the car, he followed Wan Fei in the darkness.

Soon we came to the innermost factory building.

There is a large printing press in the factory.

There were also piles of rolls of paper and counterfeit banknotes that had not been cut.

More than a dozen barrels of ink emitted a pungent smell.

"Get up, everyone! Something happened!"

Wan Fei then shouted.

Finally, he walked into a room and kicked a door open.

The room was filled with debris, and a thin young man was lifted up by Wan Fei.

The young man quickly picked up the glasses placed on his pillow and put them on.

"Let's go! Let's go quickly! With a little brat like you, I can still make a comeback!"

Wan Fei said, carrying the boy and walking out.

At this moment……

"Bang~"

Gunfire rang out.

Lin Feng shot Wan Fei's head off with one shot.

The boy wearing glasses was so frightened that he held his head and hid under the printing press.

After Lin Feng opened fire, the counterfeit banknote factory fell into chaos.

Someone picked up a gun and rushed towards Lin Feng.

"Bang~"

"Bang bang~"

…

Ten minutes later, the gunfight ended.

Based on Lin Feng's hearing, none of Wan Fei's men escaped.

Sixteen people in total.

Not even the bullets in the two magazines were finished.

Lin Feng was determined to kill people and silence them. He didn't care if he had a gun or not, and no matter if he was a man or a woman, he shot everyone who moved.

If Bai Ying and the others were to pursue it later, they would have many excuses.

For example, I was very nervous at the time, couldn't see clearly, and would shoot when I saw someone, etc.

You must know that these people are all desperadoes, and they all have guns in their hands.

With Lin Feng's marksmanship, it makes sense to wipe out all the opponents, right?

"come out!"

Lin Feng knocked on the printing press with the handle of his gun.

The young man hiding below was already shaking with fear.

"Come out! If you don't come out, I'm going to shoot!"

Lin Feng frowned and said.

The boy crawled out from under the printing press.

Lin Feng put away the gun in front of him, then picked up a counterfeit bill and put it in front of the young man, "Did you do this?"

The young man glanced at Lin Feng with fearful eyes and nodded.

Lin Feng found a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from Wan Fei's body, lit them and took a deep breath.

Then he said with a smile on his face: "Awesome! These are US dollar bills, with such texture and color, so realistic. The only shortcoming is the paper. By the way, how did you get these papers?"

The young man remained silent.

"Say it! I'll let you go if you tell me."

Lin Feng emphasized.

The young man opened his mouth, then took a deep breath, and then murmured: "Although it is not real banknote printing paper, it can achieve the same effect by making it with the same thickness and soaking it with some chemicals, but it will evaporate over time.

It will change color and become mushy as it grows."

"You also mixed these inks, right?"

Lin Feng asked.

The young man nodded.

Lin Feng looked at the young man wearing glasses in front of him and asked: "What's his name? How old is he?"

"Huang Ziping, eighteen years old."

"Where did you go to school before?"

"Not in school."

Never went to school!?

Lin Feng was stunned.

"Where are your parents?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and then asked again.

"They are dead." Huang Ziping replied.

"Who did you learn these things from?"

This is Lin Feng's most curious question.

Huang Ziping raised his head and glanced at Lin Feng, "After finishing junior high school, I taught myself."

Lin Feng found that at this moment, Huang Ziping was more confident than before.

"How did you get here?" Lin Feng thought for a while and asked again.

"I was discovered when I was making banknotes." He pointed to Wan Fei, who was lying on the ground and had turned into a corpse, and said, "He caught me here."

Lin Feng sighed, "I am over 18 years old. If the police find me, I will go to jail."

Huang Ziping lowered his head.

"Besides making counterfeit money, what else do you do?" Lin Feng asked casually.

Huang Ziping said: "Guns, airplanes, batteries..."

Said a lot.

"I'm not talking about toys."

Lin Feng said with a smile.

Huang Ziping said: "I'm not talking about toys."

Quite confident.

Genius is among the people!

Although a large number of talents can be cultivated through reading.

But there are also a small number of geniuses who have been left in the corner because of problems of one kind or another.

Although gold will always shine, the pressure of life soon caused them to lose their aura and fade into obscurity.

Lin Feng waved the counterfeit money in his hand again, "Don't do this anymore, use your genius brain to do proper things. You said you can make batteries, and you can make batteries like electric cars that can store a lot of electricity.

?"

Huang Ziping shook his head, "I can do it with a simple battery. I haven't read the book you mentioned, so I can't do it for the time being."

At this time, Huang Ziping seemed more confident.
To be continued...