Flower Master in the City

Chapter 448

"Is that your plan?" Zhao Mingfeng looks at Li Lao. Though his face is a little pale, he still looks a little contemptuous. "You think if you kill me, Tianzu will fall into your Li’s hands?"

"Leader Zhao, you are wrong." Li Mingguang smiled lightly and then said, "our Li family never wanted to touch Tianzu. All we wanted to do was to let you leave Tianzu. Since you don’t want to, you have to use this way now."

"Yes, Tianzu is still in your Zhao’s hands. You can rest assured." Li said coldly.

Zhao Mingfeng’s face changed a little, but at the next moment, he understood: "it turns out that all you do is to deal with summer. You are afraid that I will help him, so you need to get rid of me first. Am I right?"

"You’re right. Unfortunately, it can’t change your fate." Li laolengleng a smile, "Ming Feng, hope you next life, don’t so worship a person, that is not a good thing."

"Is it?" Zhao Mingfeng’s face showed a strange look, "Li Lao, maybe I should tell you, in fact, worship a person, may not be really bad!"

Zhao Mingfeng, who seemed to be too tired to fight back, suddenly moved. He suddenly jumped up, but instead of launching an attack, he rushed to the exit quickly. He was so fast that he didn’t look like a person who was seriously injured at all.

As soon as Li Mingguang’s face changed, he wanted to catch up with the bullet, but just then, a few small shots came into his ears, and the danger came with him. He quickly dodged and began to dodge. Under the moonlight, Li Mingguang could clearly see that Zhao Mingfeng had a gun in his hand not far away. As he was running fast, he was shooting backward quickly, and every bullet was blocked Stay on the track!

In fact, it’s not easy for Li Mingguang to dodge Zhao Mingfeng’s bullets. Everyone knows that Zhao Mingfeng’s best weapon is his shooting skill. If he has a gun in his hand, even if he has been injured, Li Mingguang has no assurance to defeat Zhao Mingfeng at all.

And so a little stagnation, Zhao Mingfeng has disappeared in Li Mingguang’s sight.

"I hope people outside can stop him." Li Mingguang’s face is not very good-looking. He didn’t expect Zhao Mingfeng to run away in this case.

"It’s just an ordinary guard outside. It’s impossible to stop Zhao Mingfeng." Li Lao shook his head. "However, Zhao Mingfeng was seriously injured by both of us, and he can’t recover completely for at least a few months. In this situation, he can’t be the leader of Tianzu any more, and we have succeeded."

"Grandpa, how can he have a gun?" Li Mingguang frowns slightly. Zhao Mingfeng should not bring a gun into the garden.

Li frowned slightly, which was also a place he couldn’t understand. Zhao Mingfeng’s most powerful skill was shooting, so he deliberately chose such a place. Zhao Mingfeng would not bring a gun, even if he did, he would give it to the guards outside the garden. Once Zhao Mingfeng lost his gun, it could not be their two opponents. That’s why he just said that Zhao Mingfeng died Too much worship for the dark emperor.

Thinking of this, old Li suddenly felt a little moved, and seemed to understand for a moment: "it is said that the dark emperor has a gun that no one else can find. If this rumor is true, then with Zhao Mingfeng’s worship of the dark emperor, he should also have such a gun."

"It seems that the rumor should be true." Li Mingguang nodded and said.

"Mingguang, it’s not the time to take care of this. You should inform sun Bowen immediately and let him start at once." Said Li in a deep voice.

"Yes, Grandpa." Li Mingguang nodded, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone.

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Jianghai city.

At the top of a newly capped building, a slender and slim woman stood quietly, wearing a black tights. Although it was in the evening, she still wore sunglasses, which seemed rather strange.

There is only one woman who is dressed so strangely but still can’t hide her unique beauty. That is Meier. Meier looks up at the full moon in the sky and seems to miss her relatives in the distance.

There are not many people who are familiar with Meier, but they all know that Meier has a strange habit. No matter where she goes, she doesn’t like staying in a hotel or a villa. She just lives in places that are not suitable for normal people, such as in a bridge hole, such as an unfinished building, or a building under construction. She is like a day For those who can’t enjoy life, she can even sleep well in the garbage, but in those luxurious and comfortable places, she can’t sleep well.

Meier doesn’t know why she’s like this, but she doesn’t want to think too much. She’s used to this life, and she doesn’t think it’s bad. To some extent, she lives in such a place, but it’s safer, and few people can find her whereabouts.

After standing quietly for a while, Meier sat down, then slowly lay on the ground, through sunglasses, looking at the bright full moon in the sky. After a while, she slowly closed her eyes. In fact, she had no relatives, but someone, like her father, picked her up from the garbage pile, and then trained her into a top-level agent.

As time goes by, a dark cloud comes to the sky and gradually devours the bright moon. Soon, the moon has been completely covered by the dark cloud, and there seem to be more and more dark clouds in the sky.

"It’s going to rain." Meier’s mind flashed this idea, but she didn’t intend to go down. When it really rained, she would not leave late.

Now it’s not too late. It’s not even nine o’clock in the evening, so Meier doesn’t feel sleepy at the moment. For her, it’s more like keeping her eyes closed.

A cool wind blows, Meier suddenly opens her eyes, and then jumps up. She hears a sound of feet. Although the sound is very light, it can’t escape her ears. She can hear more. Dozens of people are going upstairs at full speed.

This is a building without construction or residence. At this time of night, no one should appear. Therefore, Meier immediately becomes alert. She even has a premonition that these people are coming for her.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, Meier sees a group of people rush to the top of the building, looks at the leader, and glances at the others. Meier’s nervous tension is slightly relaxed, and then she is a little unhappy and asks: "how are you? What are you doing here? "