Rebirth of the Flying Era

However, after thinking it over, Du Fei had no intention of picking up the matter and putting it down gently.

If so, what does his coming to Jinzhou this time mean?

Is this really a dispensable cover?

Du Fei said expressionlessly: "Since it's all in vain, what's the point of your coming here? Do you still want to take away the culprit?"

The young man frowned, Du Fei's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Originally, he put on a high profile and stated that he was invited by Father Zhu, and that he really wanted to take Master Zhang away.

In the final analysis, no matter how many faults Master Zhang has, he is still part of the Zhang family.

Du Fei is not stupid, of course he understands what he means.

But I felt very uncomfortable in my heart.

Just ask why!

I traveled thousands of miles under the stars at night, laborious and fearful, and my wife in the capital was even attacked.

Now that everything has been resolved and Zhu Wei has been rescued, why are you here, pretending to be like me, trying to expose this matter as soon as your upper lip touches your lower lip?

It's not that cheap!

The young man could see that Du Fei was unhappy, but he still said calmly: "This is a member of my Zhang family. Now Zhu Wei is safe and sound. I have also made arrangements in the capital. I will definitely give an explanation to the Zhu family. You will know when you go back." "

Du Fei pursed his lips. This sudden appearance of Master Zhang's third uncle obviously didn't take him seriously.

And from his tone, it seemed that Dad Zhu owed him something, which made him take it for granted.

Du Fei felt even more unhappy.

To be honest, if it was just Zhu Wei's fault, he would have overfulfilled his task by now.

This Uncle Zhang showed up and took Master Zhang away, which was fine.

To put it bluntly, Zhu Wei was fine. Even if something happened, Du Fei couldn't be blamed.

He and Zhu Wei had only met twice in total. There was no relationship at all, they were just relatives.

You can just go with the flow, and Dad Zhu won't say anything when you get back.

But the problem is, Zhu Ting was attacked, how can she bear it!

Although Master Zhang said he didn't know anything about it, Du Fei didn't believe it.

To take a step back, even if he really didn't know anything about it, it was his so-called senior brother who made the decision without authorization, and they were also accomplices. How could he let him go just as he said?

Together, you almost arrested my wife, but you could just turn around and say a misunderstanding and it would be over?

If you really pinch your nose and admit it, just wait until others follow your example next time!

However, Du Fei did not lose his mind due to rage.

The basis of anger is strength, otherwise it is incompetent rage.

Du Fei remained calm and communicated with Ci Xin in his mind: "How strong is this person?"

Ci Xin responded: "It's very strong, but I'm sure, it just needs to pay some price."

Du Fei could feel that Ci Xin was rarely excited.

As for paying the price, you have the space to carry around, even if you are missing an arm or a leg, you don’t have to worry, just do it!

With compassion in mind, Du Fei no longer had to hold back, and immediately sneered: "Hmph! What a shame!"

Master Zhang, who was lying on the hospital bed, and Uncle Zhang, who was standing at the door, were stunned.

Master Zhang, in particular, stared wide-eyed and wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

Du Fei actually scolded his third uncle in person!

Youth is also incredible.

Du Fei continued: "You have to give an explanation to the Zhu family, you are giving me shit! What the hell, if Zhu Ting marries me, she is my wife, and she belongs to me, Du Fei. Have you given me an explanation?"

"You!" Uncle Zhang frowned and his eyes became sinister.

Du Fei added: "Besides, what is the crime of kidnapping a state worker? National laws and family rules, national laws come first, family rules come last. Do you think your Zhang family is bigger than the country?"

With the big hat off, Uncle Zhang's face turned ugly.

The old man said: "You are such a sharp-tongued boy. Today I will discipline you for Zhu Jiatai."

Du Fei had already been prepared, but before he could finish speaking, Cixin moved.

Turning his white wrist, he held the demon-conquering pestle in his hand.

Facing masters of the same level as himself, Ci Xin did not dare to underestimate the enemy and used weapons immediately.

The figure looked like a ghost, and he was hit on the head with a pestle.

Uncle Zhang's eyes narrowed, and there was an unspeakable omen of danger in his heart.

When he came in just now, he could tell Ci Xin was a master, but he didn't expect it to be stronger than he expected.

He was clear in his heart that he must not accept this move empty-handed, otherwise he would definitely suffer a big loss.

At the same time, I also somewhat understood why Du Fei was so stubborn.

At the next moment, with a clang, he pulled out a black steel sword, which was the ancient black gold sword passed down by the Zhang family.

However, this precious sword made of meteorite iron did not dare to directly use the blade to pick up the compassionate pestle.

You must use a broad and solid blade to meet it, otherwise the blade will break in one blow.

With a "clang" sound, the two weapons collided, making a huge clash of gold and iron.

Du Fei felt his ears ringing and could faintly see ripples rippling out from the center of the collision.

Master Zhang, who was still seriously injured on the bed, turned pale from the shock.

The two men fought each other and backed away, Ci Xin took two steps back, and the young man took three steps back.

It's not that Compassion is stronger than the opponent, but that he has the advantage of weapons. Although the Subduing Demonic Pestle is not big, it is a real heavy weapon, and Compassion has the advantage of attacking and gaining the upper hand.

The young man showed a surprised expression, but his movements were not slow at all, and he immediately turned around and counterattacked.

The demon-subduing pestle is heavy, but the ancient black gold sword is longer.

One inch long, one inch strong, everlasting.

And he didn't want to fight. He came today to take Master Zhang away, not to fight with anyone.

At the same time, he still remembered Du Fei's scolding "shabi" just now.

The Zhang family has no habit of not fighting back when hit or scolded.

After meeting two or three of them, they found that Ci Xin was extremely powerful, surpassing him in strength and speed, and not inferior in martial arts.

If there is a real fight, let alone winning or losing, there will be no results for a while.

After all, this is not a wilderness, and he doesn't have that much time to kill.

Therefore, after finding out the strength of Compassion, he did not plan to fight, but directly captured the thief and the king first.

A knife forced Cixin back half a step, then he turned around and rushed towards Du Fei.

In his opinion, although Du Fei's physical fitness is very strong, it is impossible to reach the level of him and Ci Xin.

However, what he didn't expect was that Du Fei was greeted by a black muzzle.

With a "crack" sound, Du Fei calmly pulled the bolt, and then flames spurted out from the Type 56 assault rifle.

The young man suddenly changed color, his heart was beating rapidly, and his eyebrows were numb.

Although he was not afraid of handguns, he couldn't stand being hit in the vitals by an assault rifle at such a close range.

Moreover, the gun in Du Fei's hand brought him a sense of crisis far beyond that of ordinary firearms.

The young man's figure flashed and he retreated to avoid the incoming bullets.

Du Fei followed him like a shadow, turning the muzzle of the gun without releasing his finger from the trigger at all.

"Tu tu tu tu..."

The assault rifle fired continuously and emptied its thirty-round magazine in the blink of an eye.

The young man was still frightened, and he was secretly glad that Du Fei was not an expert with guns. Otherwise, it would have been dangerous to shoot and harass him one after another, and to let his compassion restrain him from taking care of both.

Du Fei's strafing attack not only forced him back, but his compassion was also affected, and he lost the opportunity to attack together.

He was about to take advantage of the opportunity to change bullets and bully him again.

Unexpectedly, Du Fei didn't change the magazine at all. A 54 pistol appeared in his left hand and he continued to pull the trigger.

Although the pistol was replaced, the firepower output was not as fierce as before, but the danger it brought to Uncle Zhang was greater.

This pistol has been strengthened and its power has long exceeded the scope of a pistol.

Uncle Zhang was caught off guard and did not dodge the first shot. The bullet passed over his shoulder and opened a wound, causing blood to flow profusely.

He frowned at the severe pain, and the muscles near the wound contracted, stopping the bleeding instantly.

I have endured hardship and know the pros and cons.

Immediately after the second shot, he used a knife to block the bullet.

There was a "dang" sound.

Not only has the pistol been strengthened, but the bullets in the gun have also been strengthened.

The bullet hit the blade, and the huge impact directly turned it into a metal cake, while also leaving a pit on the black gold ancient sword.

The young man frowned into the character "Chuan" and secretly regretted that he had underestimated Du Fei.

But he didn't have time to think too much, the demon-subduing pestle in Ci Xin's hand was already coming.

He had no choice but to give up Du Fei and deal with the Metta attack.

Originally, Uncle Zhang and Ci Xin were about the same strength. Although the Zhang family had the blessing of innate blood, Ci Xin had the physical space to strengthen him. To be honest, Ci Xin was stronger than him.

But at this level, this difference is negligible.

But there was Du Fei next to him, always ready to shoot, so he had to be distracted, which was fatal.

However, this time he guessed wrong again.

After Du Fei fired two shots, he did not aim the gun and caused interference.

Instead, he turned the gun and pointed it at Master Zhang on the bed.

Anyway, we are at loggerheads. If you treat me like a loser, there is no need for me to leave any room for you.

You want to take people away, but I won't let you do it.

Du Fei curled up into a sneer, staring at Uncle Zhang while aiming his gun at the side.

There was no nonsense, and there was no hesitation from the mother-in-law, just "bang bang bang" three shots.

Even Master Zhang, who was lying on the bed, didn't react.

When he was shot for the first time, he was still conscious and thought, "Just hit me. Damn it, why did you hit me!"

The next two shots directly cut off his life.

This pistol can even kill a physically strong yoga master like Dalsim, let alone a half-dead master like Master Zhang.

Uncle Zhang did not expect that Du Fei suddenly killed Master Zhang.

His face became even uglier, but he was so wrapped up in compassion that he had no time to speak.

Du Fei adjusted the muzzle of the gun back again, and hid the empty assault rifle behind his back with his other hand.

With a thought, I directly replaced it with one filled with bullets.

This is not the only gun in the portable space. If this place was not suitable, Du Fei even wanted to take out the heavy machine gun directly. No matter how powerful Uncle Zhang was, he would tear it into pieces.

Du Fei changed the rifle and raised the muzzle again.

Being pointed at by two guns, Uncle Zhang was distracted and was forced to go to the end of his rope.

In addition, Master Zhang is dead, so he is destined to fail to achieve his goal today. If he continues to pester him, not only will he not get any advantage, but he may also suffer a big loss, which makes him want to quit.

Just at this time, a gunshot was suddenly heard from outside, followed immediately by someone yelling: "People inside, put down their weapons immediately..."

Du Fei couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

He fired just to call the police.

Zhu Wei was just rescued and sent here for examination.

Chen Zhongyuan must still be here, and he has retained manpower.

Sure enough, after shouting, chaotic footsteps came from the corridor soon.

Soon people arrived at the door.

Du Fei held the gun and shouted: "Stop~"

Ci Xin immediately withdrew and retreated. Uncle Zhang had a cold face and did not bother.

The two of them were on guard separately.

Outside the door, Chen Zhongyuan and Zhu Wei came, and with them were six criminal police officers.

They are all good soldiers who came from the army. They also hold 54 pistols in their hands. They are not small 64 cannons that can't kill people. Their firepower is not weak.

Otherwise, you won't dare to rush up when you hear the sound of an assault rifle.

Across the door, people outside stopped, and Chen Zhongyuan shouted: "People inside, put down their weapons!"

Du Fei responded: "Third uncle, it's me~"

Chen Zhongyuan was surprised, he didn't expect Du Fei to come here.

But he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Since Du Fei responded, there should be no danger.

Ask someone to come forward and open the door to light the lights.

The incandescent lamp suddenly lit up the ward.

Uncle Zhang didn't speak or move the whole time.

He was begged by Zhu's father to save Zhu Wei.

Although he could not be saved and many changes occurred, his position could not be changed.

In addition, people like Chen Zhongyuan represent the government.

He could attack Du Feici in private, but he could not openly provoke the police.

Cixin retreated behind Du Fei.

Zhu Wei, who was outside the door, saw Uncle Zhang's appearance clearly and couldn't help shouting: "Uncle Zhang? It's you!"

Uncle Zhang was recognized and looked a little embarrassed, so he replied "Xiaoweizi~"

Zhu Wei left the police station and squeezed to the front.

He looked at Du Fei and then at Uncle Zhang: "Xiao Fei, Uncle Zhang, why are you still fighting?"

Uncle Zhang glanced at the corpse on the bed.

Zhu Wei also found Master Zhang dead on the bed.

Du Fei interrupted: "Brother, this person is the real culprit who kidnapped you. He resisted and let me kill him."

Zhu Wei was not too surprised. Although he was locked up in the air-raid shelter, he learned some information from Hu Jing's mouth.

Coupled with what Chen Zhongyuan said just now, I know that it was thanks to Du Fei that he was rescued this time.

But what happens now?

Uncle Zhang sighed and looked at Du Fei and Ci Xin: "That's all, I was wrong this time." Then he said to Zhu Wei: "Xiao Weizi, since you are safe and sound, I will leave first. "

After Uncle Zhang finished speaking, he returned the black gold ancient sword to its sheath and walked straight out the door.

Zhu Wei gave Chen Zhongyuan a wink, and no one stopped him, letting him go.

Du Fei also said nothing, because there was nothing he could do to stop him.

Just now, he and Ci Xin joined forces, and although they took a slight advantage, that was all.

It is simply impossible to kill the other party.

Unless heavy weapons are used on a large scale.

As for letting the tiger return to the mountain, that's not the case.

Du Fei and Uncle Zhang could only compete with each other.

In any case, he was also the one invited by Father Zhu.

Even if Du Fei kills Master Zhang in the end, it won't be considered a big revenge.

Although they both have the surname Zhang, in such a large family with ancient inheritance, the same clan cannot be related to each other.

What's more, Master Zhang went to Yizhou before the liberation, and he was still the Zhang family's maternal family. They were thousands of miles apart and had no feelings at all.

Uncle Zhang said that if he wanted to take Master Zhang back to deal with it, it was not necessary to protect him.

In the final analysis, he didn't take Du Fei seriously, thinking that Du Fei was just a son-in-law of the Zhu family.

Du Fei must agree to this kind of request as soon as he mentions it.

But Du Fei was not a vegetarian, so he butted the cow together.

If it was known in advance that Du Fei had this ability and Uncle Zhang could put in good words, it might not be without discussion.

Then again, if he had known earlier, he might not have brought it up.

So, it’s still the same sentence: Strength determines attitude, butt determines head.

After he left, Zhu Wei immediately stepped forward, held Du Fei tightly with both hands, and cleaned sincerely: "Xiao Fei, it's all thanks to you this time! Thank you!"

Zhu Wei was grateful from the bottom of his heart and a little ashamed.

I am grateful that Du Fei traveled thousands of miles overnight and came from the capital to save him.

I feel ashamed that I, as the uncle, not only failed to take care of my sister and brother-in-law, but instead caused trouble for others.

Du Fei smiled and said: "Brother, our family does not speak the same language. You are the eldest brother Xiaoting, and you are my eldest brother. It is only natural that the younger brother helps the elder brother."

This is not Du Fei's modesty.

Since it is natural for younger brothers to help older brothers, then it is also imperative for older brothers to help younger brothers.

This time Du Fei came all the way, which was almost a life-saving grace for Zhu Wei.

Zhu Wei must remember this from now on.

In Zhu Wei's case, Du Fei is no longer just a brother-in-law, but has been elevated to the level of a biological brother.

Zhu Wei also laughed and asked again: "Your sister-in-law..."

Du Fei said: "Don't worry, my sister-in-law and Xiaoyun are both very nice, but... I have a little misunderstanding about you."

Zhu Wei smiled bitterly, not wanting to say more.

Although he was tricked by Hu Jing, they had sex after all.

I just learned that Hu Jing was dead, and I felt mixed emotions.

But for him, the storm has finally passed.

But in the capital, things are far from over.

At this time, Zhu Ting had returned home.

After learning that his daughter had been attacked, Zhu's father also rushed back.

In the living room, Zhu Ting and Ding Sitian were sitting side by side on the sofa.

The injury on Zhu Ting's head was not serious, and she was given medicine but not bandaged.

Ding Sitian lowered her head awkwardly and put her hands on her knees.

It was the first time in my life that I saw a leader as big as Dad Zhu, and my heart was beating uncontrollably.

Zhu Ma's face was serious, with murderous intent in her eyes.

He patted the armrest of the sofa and said, "That's unreasonable! First the eldest son and then the youngest daughter. It's just too much!"

When she was young, Zhu Ma was also a master who could ride a horse and shoot a gun, and she shot and killed enemies with her own hands.

After saying that, he looked at Dad Zhu and asked: "Tell me, old man, did you know what was going on? Who is it? If the men are fighting outside, what kind of heroes are they to attack this old woman?"

Father Zhu said nothing.

But Zhu Ma was reluctant: "You won't tell me, right? OK, I don't believe it yet."

He stood up and walked out.

"Hey~ What are you doing!" Dad Zhu quickly stopped.

Zhu’s mother snorted angrily: “Find someone to make the decision for us bitches.”

Dad Zhu knew very well that who was qualified to be the master, how could he really let her go.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Can you wait first? This matter is not as simple as it seems."

Zhu Ma frowned: "What do you mean?"

Dad Zhu said: "Anyway, listen to me and wait first."

After he finished speaking, Secretary Deng hurriedly pushed the door in from the outside and said in a deep voice: "Leader, it's confirmed that Wang Dalong is the person next to Lin Tiansheng..."

"Why is it him?" Zhu Ma frowned.

Dad Zhu snorted: "It's a clumsy way to sow discord."