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When he got the gun, Jin Feng's eyes lit up, and he gave the intelligence chief a thumbs up.

This is not a gun, this is a heavy machine gun.

Gatling machine gun!

Holding Gatlin in his hands, he strode forward into the waiting room, and the people around him seemed to see ghosts when they first saw Jin Feng.

"Ladies and gentlemen... Hell Killer is back!"

After finishing speaking, Jin Feng gently pulled the trigger.

A thousand rounds of ammunition were fired within 20 seconds. In the rest room, the horsemen, secretaries, liaison officials, staff, mistresses, and mistresses of the four major forces all became ghosts under Jin Feng's gun.

There was no one alive in the huge rest room, blood flowed from broken arms and stumps, what's more, it was horrible.

Jin Feng, who was smoking a big cigar in his mouth, felt that it was not very satisfying. Handing the Gatling in his hand to the attendant behind him, he sniffed the gunpowder smoke and grinned.

"Happy Judgment Day!"

With that said, Jin Feng threw a box of strung grenades into it! Gently pulled the anti-nuclear explosion door.

Turning around, carrying his own suitcase, he smiled at the Morsand intelligence chief, who was so distasteful: "You know, Mr. Kumawen, you must do it yourself for revenge..."

"It's fun!"

At this time, there was a huge tremor on the ground, accompanied by the muffled sound of exploding eardrums.

Kumarvin, who was no less famous than his predecessor Hines, was about to fall apart, but he nodded with a smile: "Remember your teachings, respected Grand Knight Commander."

Jin Feng gave a stabbing sound: "How many people were there just now?"

"A total of sixty-six."

Kumawen responded with trembling teeth.

"very good."

"I'm very satisfied with your job."

After saying this, Jin Feng continued to walk forward, with a smile on his lips: "Six Liu Dashun. It's really an auspicious number."

Kumawen didn't even dare to breathe out, he clenched his tongue and walked with Jin Feng all the way until the end.

At the end is another huge room.

"Are the bullets ready?"

"Yes, sir."

"very good!"

"Time is tight and the task is heavy. Let's hurry up."

Kumarvin nodded tremblingly, not daring to open his eyes.

After the room was opened, some people in the room were still sleeping, some were worried, and some were holding the cross tightly and praying to God.

When they saw Jin Feng, some people just called Jin. Jin Feng's Gatling pressed the trigger again.

It was another killing of Chiguoguo.

This time the people in the room are obviously more senior than those in the previous room.

Because, inside this room is where the five major forces hold their meetings.

Amidst the gunpowder, a large group of cardinals in red monk robes, middle-aged and elderly people in Tang suits for practicing exercises, and a large group of reclusive wealthy men in black suits who are famous all over the world, all fell in a pool of blood.

No one is spared!

As many as 6,000 rounds of bullets were fired by Jin Feng in one go, leaving blood everywhere, blood flowing like rivers, and the blood was so **** that it exploded.

On the five-meter-thick nuclear explosion-proof wall, there are as many bullet holes as dense as a cow's hair.

The red Gatling barrel was slowly extinguished, but it was still terribly hot.

The big cigar pestle was lit on the red barrel, and he stuffed it in his mouth and took a deep breath. The silky and smooth sweetness is mixed with the choking gunpowder smoke, with distinct layers and long lasting charm.

At this moment, Jin Feng took a long and deep breath of air, exhaled a mouthful of cloudy smoke, and laughed happily.

"Look. The feeling of revenge is so cool!"

Trembling, Ma Kuwen picked up the big cigar that fell on the **** ground, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

The people in this room include not only the great cardinals of the Holy City and the Holy Mountain of the Priory, exorcists, ascetic monks, but also the elites of the Li family and the free stonemasons.

Number of people, eighty-eight!

Among them, there are many five hundred powerful men, hidden wealthy families, regional cardinals, and members of the royal family.

In less than five minutes, Jin Feng killed more than a hundred outstanding talents in this world.

These people are the mainstay of various forces, the future elite.

God!

His revenge was too violent and terrifying!

He didn't even bat an eyelid.

Hell kills God, it's true.

The thick smoke slowly dissipated, bullet holes and blood painted four magnificent pictures of blood-colored mountains and rivers on the walls around.

Jin Feng silently admired his masterpiece with one hand behind his back. The most ferocious and comfortable smile was all over his face.

"Makuwen!"

"Yes sir!"

"Look at this painting, does it look like the Great Wall of China! The Great Wall will never fall!"

"Yes sir. He's a perfect resemblance."

"Your flattery is blunt."

"I'm sorry, sir... There are people from our Saint Luo family who have been placed in the Priory and the Li family..."

"Really? It's your fault."

"ah?"

"You should have said it sooner."

"Sir, I was wrong!"

"Um?"

Holding Jin Feng's ankle with one hand at his feet, a big cardinal covered in blood looked at Jin Feng, wailing, but couldn't say anything.

"Dear Cardinal Hugh Grant, why are you here?"

"I'm so sorry I hurt you by mistake."

"But I did it on purpose."

Hugh Grant, one of the Twelve Elders from the Holy Mountain of Hermitage, was stunned for a moment, showing a trace of unwillingness. He couldn't take a breath, and made an unheard bursting sound from his mouth and nose, and finally turned into a sigh, and died.

"Blessed Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Amitabha, Amen..."

"I've seen your souls crying, but it doesn't matter, you are all damned."

"Wait a while on Huangquan Road, there will be more people to accompany you."

Hearing Jin Feng's crazy words, Ma Kuwen, who was murderous without blinking an eye, was swinging his feet and almost knelt down.

In the past many years, the four major forces have never killed so many direct elites at one time.

This time, it's a big deal!

This time, I will never die!

This time, it's really worse!

Stepping on the still steaming hot blood river, Jin Feng carried the box and walked to the last alloy door.

This door is strong enough to withstand any equivalent nuclear explosion. It can also shield any signal and sound source.

"Open the door!"

"Mr. Jin, this door can only be opened from the inside."

"Open the shield machine and come over to drill the hole, blast him!"

Dou Da's cold sweat dripped from Ma Kuwen's head like a waterfall, and he stammered, "I, I'll contact the inside. Ask them to open the door."

After a while, the two-meter-thick alloy door slowly opened outwards.

"Who initiated the emergency procedures?"

"Your uncle!"

There was a sharp and majestic shout, and two white heads poked out to look at Jin Feng, their jaws dislocated in shock, and their eye sockets popped out.

Jin Feng threw a box at it, and the trumpet angel fell to the ground and passed out.

After stepping over the one-foot-high hurdle, Jin Feng hit another white man head-on in the chest, kicked the opponent down the block with one kick, and kicked the man head-on with another kick.

At this moment, countless voices screamed.

"Jin Feng!"

"God, you're not dead?"

"Gold! Gold!"

"Hahaha, ahhhhh..."

"Jin Feng is not dead. Jin Feng is not dead. He is not dead!"

"How is this possible? How is this possible!"

In the bright light, countless people rushed over from all directions, some jumped up in fright, and some collapsed to the ground clutching their chests.

Many people lay on the ground holding their heads, some stood there blankly, and some turned around and ran away.

In front of you is a circular underground nuclear shelter.

The richer people are, the more they are afraid of death. This is an eternal truth. It was the first time even Jin Feng had seen this nuclear refuge facility.

This is the site of a nuclear refuge that is five hundred meters deep into the mountain.

Although there is only a round hall of seven or eight hundred square meters in front of you, there are many passages around. At four o'clock, there is also a three-meter-wide step leading deeper into the mountainside.

This is the latest doomsday shelter.

Underground is a medium-sized nuclear power plant, and the passages around UU Reading www.uukanshu.com lead to various warehouses for storing materials.

With this nuclear power plant, one can survive in the last days without worry.

Above the head are hundreds of pipes as dense as spider webs, including ventilation and filtration systems and water supply and drainage systems.

This is a doomsday fortress that is self-sufficient.

The interior of the sufficiently large rotunda has hardly any decoration. The facilities are simple and low-key.

There are many indications that this doomsday fortress has not yet been officially put into use, and this time it was only activated urgently.