The personal master of the female president

Passing through the bustling city, the young man followed Lin Feng into an alley.

Turning the corner, I saw Lin Feng leaning against the wall, looking at him with a half-smile.

The young man's heart sank, and he stared at Lin Feng vigilantly.

"Are you a killer?" Lin Feng asked him.

"Stop talking nonsense and die!"

The young man didn't talk nonsense, and stabbed towards Lin Feng with a dagger.

It's a pity that the dagger in his hand is not a magical weapon like Dong Yanran's Yinyue, and it can't do much harm to Lin Feng.

When the dagger was still a few centimeters away from Lin Feng, his hand was grabbed by Lin Feng, and he couldn't advance half a point.

"If you are a killer, then you are too weak!" Lin Feng sighed and shook his head.

There was no trace of emotion in the young man's eyes, he couldn't do it with one blow, and quickly wanted to break free from Lin Feng.

As soon as Lin Feng exerted force, he twisted suddenly, knocking him to the ground.

This seemingly powerful young man was cleaned up by Lin Feng, and he fell softly to the ground.

All in one go, easy and simple.

Lin Feng clapped his hands: "Tell me, who sent you here?"

This is not a killer at all. If the killers are so weak, this industry will be on the verge of unemployment.

There was an evil smile on the young man's face, panting heavily, the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Lin Feng again.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, and took the dagger from his hand with his bare hands.

Why is this person so strange, Lin Feng felt a little strange.

"Ha ha!"

The young man suddenly said coldly: "Give me back the dagger!"

Lin Feng looked at him like an idiot: "Give it back to you? You're going to kill me, why should I give it back to you!"

"Give it back to me, I will kill you!" The young man stared at Lin Feng firmly, his pupils were red and the veins on his face were swollen.

In his eyes, there was a trace of madness that Lin Feng could not understand.

Lin Feng looked at him strangely: "Are you taking drugs?"

"Give it back to me!" The young man just stared at the dagger in Lin Feng's hand without blinking.

Lin Feng was about to lose his patience: "Don't talk about it to me, tell me, who sent you here."

The young man didn't answer Lin Feng's question, but just kept staring at the dagger.

Now Lin Feng felt strange, could this dagger have some secrets?
After careful study, did not find any difference in the dagger?
Lin Feng didn't bother talking to this guy. This guy wasn't a killer at all, and he was just a little better than ordinary people.

Lin Feng would like to know who is so unprofessional to get such a person to assassinate him.

Isn't this looking down on him, Lin Feng?

Lin Feng grabbed the guy's collar, put the dagger in his hand against his neck, and said viciously: "Say it quickly, or I will kill you!"

It was at this moment that Lin Feng clearly saw a trace of evil flashed in the young man's eyes, and a trace of relief.

My intuition uttered violently, no good!
Lin Feng retreated quickly, but it was too late.

The young man rushed towards Lin Feng suddenly, and slashed the dagger with his own neck... no, the dagger slashed his neck.

The dagger in Lin Feng's hand became his lore, the artery was cut, and blood gushed out all of a sudden.

The blood burst out several times, and the whole world was red.

Lin Feng quickly backed away from him.

The air smelled of hot blood, and the young man fell to the ground and twitched.

The artery in the neck was cut, and the blood was still flowing out.

However, there was a flash of complacency and relief in his eyes.

Staring at Lin Feng with wide-eyed eyes, his fingers tremblingly wanted to lift up, but just as he lifted them up, they quickly fell down again.

He turned his head to the side, dying with regret.

No matter how clever and clever Lin Feng was, his brain was short-circuited at this moment.

What exactly is going on?

Who can tell him what he wants to do when the plot reverses so quickly?
Why did he commit suicide?

The two don't know each other without any enmity, why would he do this?
Could it be that he was ashamed to see himself so handsome, so he should die to apologize?

Just when Lin Feng's head was in a muddle, sirens suddenly sounded around him.

Soon, a large group of policemen rushed into the alley.

This tragic scene quickly shocked them.

Soon, their eyes shifted to Lin Feng. Suddenly, with the sound of countless bullets being loaded, the guns in the hands of the police were all aimed at Lin Feng.

The leading policeman is none other than Li Chengliang!
He glanced at the corpse on the ground, and quickly shifted his gaze to Lin Feng's body.There was a hint of sternness in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Lin Feng, you dare to kill someone."

kill?
Lin Feng looked up at Li Chengliang, and there seemed to be a hint of complacency in his eyes.He also saw the group of policemen who were vigilant as if they were facing an enemy.

Lin Feng smiled, he suddenly understood what was going on.

"I didn't kill anyone!" Lin Feng said.

Li Chengliang sneered and said, "So many of us have seen it all, how dare you argue? Come, someone, arrest the murderer and bring him back to the police station!"

Soon a few policemen rushed up and arrested Lin Feng, and handcuffed Lin Feng brutally.

Lin Feng didn't dare to resist, didn't even say a word, and obeyed the policemen.

It is a very stupid thing to resist the police at this time.

Lin Feng was taken away, and Li Chengliang glanced at the young man lying on the ground dying, with a sneer on his face.

Then, he said coldly: "Protect the scene, what about the forensic doctor? Investigate the report of the deceased, extract the fingerprints on the murder weapon..."

Lin Feng, let's see what you do this time!
……

Police station, in the interrogation room.

This time Lin Feng's treatment was not as good as last time, although it was not as good as last time.

His current identity is a murder suspect, and he is locked in the interrogation room under intensive care.

The light in the interrogation room was very dim, hanging above Lin Feng's head, shining in his eyes.

It is said that this is a technique of interrogation, which is used to break through the inner defense line of the prisoner.

Lin Feng was handcuffed on a cold iron chair, and with his skills, he was still standing between two policemen.

Sitting in front of him were two serious-looking police officers.

"Name!"

"Lin Feng!"

"age!"

"eighteen!"

An old policeman looked down at the file, and then said seriously: "You are obviously 22 this year!"

"But I always thought I was eighteen years old." Lin Feng said innocently.

The old policeman glared and said angrily, "Are you still making excuses? Let me tell you, you have to be honest with me when you get here, don't try to get away with it! Do you know how big a crime you have committed? Murder, you killed! , you are going to be shot!"

"I didn't kill anyone, police, if you say I'm a murderer before the investigation comes out, I can sue you for defamation!" Lin Feng said leisurely.

The veteran policeman has worked in the police station for so many years, when did he see such an arrogant prisoner?
His face became gloomy, very ugly: "You dare to play tricks when you are about to die, it seems that you don't know how powerful you are if you don't teach you a lesson!"

"You want to lynch me?" Lin Feng asked innocently, blinking his eyes.

The old policeman sneered, "This is just a normal interrogation!"

As he spoke, he gave the two policemen behind Lin Feng a look.

The two police officers did not stop doing such things. Suddenly, someone ran to the corner and covered the monitoring with a cloth.

Another policeman took a stack of papers, wet them with water, held an electric baton, and walked towards Lin Feng with a ferocious face.

The old policeman sneered and said, "Let me tell you, all the prisoners who came to my place were awesome at first, but in the end they were all subdued by me. Let me ask you, are you submissive?"

Lin Feng glanced at the grinning policeman next to him, and sighed, "No wonder your policeman's reputation is so bad now, it's all ruined by you people. You scumbags in the police force!"

This time, it wasn't just the old policeman, the other policemen also looked very ugly.

"Stinky boy, you are still stubborn. It seems that you won't suffer a little bit. You don't know how powerful we are!"

The old policeman sneered, "Stubborn? Give him an electric shock."

The so-called electric shock is to put a thick layer of wet paper on the person's body, and the electric baton enters the person's body through the wet paper.

Not only is the effect better, but there is no trace of electric shock.

This has long been a normal method of interrogation within the police, very common.

Lin Feng's hands were handcuffed, and in their eyes, he had no ability to resist at all.

How dare you speak hard?
Do you think it's still outside?

No matter how good you are outside, you have to be honest with me here.

Two policemen walked over with grinning grins, and one policeman deliberately turned on the electric baton.

"Are you afraid? Begging for mercy now may not save you from suffering!" The old policeman sneered.

Lin Feng's face was always indifferent, and he sighed quietly: "I really feel sorry for you!"

"Have pity on us?" The policemen around laughed, full of sarcasm.

"Don't you look at how miserable you are now? You are just a prisoner. If you kill someone, you will be shot!"

"Even if you are not shot, you will spend your next life in prison. You still pity us? Haha!"

The old policeman sneered and said: "It seems that you don't know your end yet, it's okay, you will know soon."

Two police officers walked behind Lin Feng, controlled his body, and one reached out to lift his clothes.

"Go away!" Lin Feng said lightly.

"Be honest!" A policeman waved his palm and slapped Lin Feng in the face.

His hand was grabbed by Lin Feng, and then Lin Feng slapped him back.

The policeman was sent flying by Lin Feng, and fell heavily on the ground, his face was swollen.

This scene shocked everyone, what's going on?

Wasn't Lin Feng handcuffed?How can he move?

Everyone looked at the handcuffs on the iron chair, and saw that the handcuffs had been completely deformed and were violently torn apart like scrap iron.

God, those are the handcuffs made of memory metal, and he tore them off so easily?
How strong should he be?

Everyone stared at Lin Feng like a monster, and forgot to speak for a moment.

Soon, the old policeman became furious, pointed at Lin Feng and cursed: "Lin Feng, how dare you attack the policeman? Do you know what you are doing..."