Chapter 192

Although his father didn't know much about it, he was very interested.

The two of them chatted for quite a while.

His father received a phone call and went to the balcony to take it.

Luo Liang moved very quickly.

He knew where his father kept the goods.

Opening that iron box, he reached up and grabbed a handful.

He grabbed more than a dozen small transparent bags in one handful.

But there was a lot of goods in the iron box; at a glance, it wouldn't be easy to notice.

Although the shortage in quantity would be discovered sooner or later, that would still take some time.

Moreover, by then, he would definitely deny it to the death.

He had done this kind of thing many times before.

After bidding farewell to his father, Luo Liang left.

He hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.

If he had known earlier, when making the agreement with that man, he should have raised the stakes even higher—for instance, if the goods arrived early, he should have asked for an additional five thousand!

That would have made three thousand in his hands!

But... it was already very good.

In the room.

After his son left, Luo Lifeng.

Received another phone call.

While he was on the phone, the door was knocked on again.

Because his son had just left.

He thought his son might have returned for something.

Plus, he was on the phone.

So he didn't look through the peephole.

He directly raised his hand and opened the door.

He really thought it was his son who had returned.

So after opening the door, he turned to leave.

The door behind him slammed shut with a bang.

But no footsteps were heard.

The phone in Luo Lifeng's hand was still at his ear, so naturally, he turned to take a look.

Just as he turned.

A black shadow rushed straight at him.

Bang!

It struck his face directly.

Luo Lifeng fell backward, landing flat on the ground with his limbs splayed.

The phone flew away.

Luo Lifeng felt dizzy, but his physical constitution was no joke.

A thought of "Damn!" flashed through his mind.

He rolled over and dodged.

Immediately, the ground where he had just been lying was stomped on.

Luo Lifeng rolled several meters away.

He didn't bother to see who the attacker was or what they looked like—his training and experience gave him ample ability to handle such sudden situations!

Raising his hand, he drew the gun he carried at his waist!

He raised it and aimed it straight ahead!

The intruder was a young man.

His expression was blank.

But now, Luo Lifeng had seized the initiative!

His gun was aimed at this person.

Luo Lifeng had experienced such situations many times before.

He knew that as long as he was the first to aim his gun at the other party, he would control absolute initiative.

As long as the other party was still human and still cared about their own life, it meant they would be forced to completely lose all possibility of action!

And next would be the beginning of the interrogation.

Luo Lifeng was very curious: what kind of person would dare bring bad luck to his doorstep—but!

What Luo Lifeng never expected was!

That man seemed not to see the gun in his hand at all!

He didn't hesitate even a bit and rushed straight at him!!

This was a situation Luo Lifeng had never encountered in his entire life!

He had faced people far more ruthless than himself, but once they were aimed at with a gun, they would immediately stop all movements!

But this person in front of him rushed straight ahead!

The distance between the two had originally been only a few meters.

In just a moment, the opponent was already before him!

Luo Lifeng hesitated no longer.

Although firing a gun in the room, with its huge noise, might bring trouble.

But at this moment, he had no choice.

Bang!

A gunshot!

133. (4/6) Sixteen years ago, there was an undercover police officer.

Ning Chen's left shoulder jolted.

At the same time, his hand clamped down on Luo Lifeng's gun-holding hand.

A three-hundred-and-sixty-degree twist!

Bones cracked with a snap.

The pistol hit the floor.

Luo Lifeng's other fist had just risen when it was clamped again by that iron-tight grip.

Ning Chen's skill stemmed from his familiarity with the Black Blade and its power boost.

Although Luo Lifeng was tall, broad, and powerfully built, he did not exert absolute physical dominance over Ning Chen.

Ning Chen only looked slender; his strength was not weak.

The searing pain in both wrists made Luo Lifeng's legs buckle.

In the instant he bent.

Ning Chen's knee shot upward, and with a bang, struck his jawbone squarely.

Luo Lifeng collapsed entirely onto the floor.

All told, this took no more than five seconds.

Ning Chen bent down, grabbed Luo Lifeng's chin, and forced his face to one side.

He saw a scorpion tattoo on the left side of Luo Lifeng's neck.

This tattoo stretched from his left chest all the way up to his neck.

Ning Chen raised his hand and picked up Luo Lifeng's phone, which had fallen to the floor.

He raised his hand and hung up the call Luo Lifeng had been making.

Then he took the gun that had fallen to the floor.

After that.

He tore down the nearby curtain and ripped a strip from it.