Old Li bent his body slightly, exerted force on his hind legs, raised his fist and smashed hard at the black shadow.
Then the black shadow was no ordinary creature, he reacted quickly and dodged Lao Li's attack with a sideways move. Lao Li's punch missed and his body rushed forward due to inertia, but he quickly stabilized his body, turned his feet, and kicked sideways again.
Seeing this, the black shadow crossed his hands to block. Although he blocked the fierce kick, he was also shocked and took a few steps back.
Lao Li took advantage of the victory and chased after the shadow. He shouted loudly and rushed towards the shadow like a cannonball. But the shadow was not panicked at all. When Lao Li approached, he disappeared like a ghost.
Old Li was startled and crouched down slightly, looking around, preparing to deal with the sudden attack.
At this moment, Lao Li suddenly felt a chill on his back. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. He saw a shiny dagger stabbing at the back of his neck.
Old Li felt like he was falling into an icy cave.
However, at this moment, another cold light flashed and hit the dagger, cutting it off.
Old Li took this opportunity to roll forward and distance himself from the black shadow.
The dark shadow looked at the dagger in his hand that was broken into two pieces and was shocked.
But he knew that this was not the time to be surprised, so his figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness again.
"Uncle Li, are you okay?" Meng Fei walked up to him and asked.
Old Li looked solemnly, constantly looking around, and said in a deep voice: "Meng Fei! You should be careful too! The person coming is not simple! He has extremely strong camouflage skills and reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance means!"
Meng Fei grinned. At this moment, he could clearly sense through biological perception that the black shadow was squatting behind several large vats.
"Let me do it, Uncle Li."
As he spoke, Meng Fei picked up the short blade that had fallen to the ground and threw it away.
The short blade suddenly turned into a cold light and flew straight towards the half head exposed behind the vat.
Seeing the cold light coming, the black shadow was startled and thought to himself that something was wrong. He quickly retracted his head to avoid it, ready to escape at any time.
But just as he was about to get up and move to another place, the cold light suddenly turned in front of him, and before he could react, the cold light pierced straight into his heart.
Feeling the coolness coming from his chest, the black shadow looked down at his chest in disbelief.
Until his death, he never figured out why the dagger suddenly turned.
As blood continued to spurt out, the black shadow coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood foam, then fell to the ground and died.
Hearing the "plop" sound coming from a distance, Lao Li was happy, but then he was startled.
From the sound of the person falling to the ground, it could be heard that the person was at least 15 meters away from them. It was extremely difficult to throw the flying knife and hit the other person.
Besides, it’s still night time and you can’t see your hand in front of you!
In this way, the difficulty can be said to have increased dozens of times!
Is it a coincidence?
No! It's not a coincidence!
Old Li clearly remembered Meng Fei's relaxed and comfortable look when he stood up just now. It was obvious that he was very confident in his move.
Just when Lao Li was shocked, Meng Fei patted him on the shoulder, brought him back to reality, and said with a smile: "Let's go, Uncle Li, everything is solved."
As he said this, he walked straight towards the big vat.
Seeing this, Old Li quickly reminded in a low voice: "Xiao Meng! There is another one!!"
Meng Fei smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, that has been resolved long ago."
After hearing Meng Fei's words, Lao Li squatted there in a daze and began to doubt his life.
“And…it’s resolved just like that?”
He didn't hear any sound of fighting just now, and it had not been a minute since he and Meng Fei separated. In such a short time, Meng Fei had already defeated the other party?
He had seen the strength of the man he had just fought with. Not to mention his fighting level, his secret methods alone were enough to give people a headache.
At this time, Meng Fei had already walked to the big jar of soy sauce. He stretched out his hand and dragged out the body of the black shadow. He reached out and touched the other's carotid artery. Seeing that it was no longer beating, he felt relieved and carried it into the house.
Then he dragged the unconscious figure into the house and tied him to a chair.
After entering the room, Meng Fei and Lao Li were able to see each other's faces clearly. The man tied to the chair was a middle-aged man, about 40 or 50 years old, with a scar on his face that ran across the corner of his mouth.
"Uncle Li, do you know him?" Meng Fei asked.
Old Li shook his head and said viciously, "I don't know them...but they should be here to kill the old lady and the young master. These guys are really abominable! Why don't they just do business properly? They have to do this!"
At this time, the middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
I found myself tied to a chair. Meng Fei and Lao Li were sitting on the kang opposite me. Behind them, two Siberian tigers, one white and one yellow, were squatting, staring at me with bared teeth.
The man was almost frightened to death, and said tremblingly: "You...what are you going to do..."
Meng Fei was amused by this person's question: "What are we going to do? You came to my house in the middle of the night, and you asked me what I was going to do?"
"I...I came...came...to steal something!!" The black shadow seemed very satisfied with his excuse, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
Then he showed a bitter look and begged for mercy: "Brother... please be merciful and spare me. It's almost the end of the year, and we are short of money. We want to find some money to spend..." As he spoke, the man actually squeezed out a few tears.
Hearing the man's desperate plea, Meng Fei snorted coldly: "Okay, put away your poor acting skills. If a thief had your skills, he would not be a thief."
Old Li, who was standing by, saw that the other party was not behaving himself and slapped him directly.
There was only a crisp "pop" sound.
The man and the stool were thrown out together, and his left face was immediately swollen.
"Damn it!! Tell me quickly! Who sent you to kill us!" Old Li shouted angrily.
After hearing what Lao Li said, the man's pleading eyes suddenly turned cold and he spat out the blood in his mouth.
After that, no matter how Lao Li beat him, he didn't say a word, but just looked at Meng Fei and Lao Li coldly.
After fighting for a long time, seeing that the other party had no intention of speaking, Meng Fei stopped Lao Li.
"Alright Uncle Li, stop beating him. I don't think he can talk anymore. Let's wait and send him to the Security Bureau tomorrow morning."
Old Li spat angrily and sat back on the kang to rest.
Meng Fei glanced at the man with blood all over his face, curled his lips, then walked to the dead killer, squatted down, and took off his mask.
But when the mask was removed, Meng Fei was stunned!
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