Are you a spy? Killing the enemy is too cruel.

Chapter 435: The Destruction of Shancheng Agents

Shanghai.

At a remote and narrow pier in a small bay, the night is dark and murderous intent is hidden in the darkness.

The moment Ye Feng walked to the middle of the dock, where broken boxes were scattered, a horrible explosion sounded.

More than twenty shabby boxes, filled with a large amount of explosives, were detonated using a detonating device.

In an instant, the raging fire swept across the area hundreds of meters around.

Ye Feng's figure was also enveloped, submerged, and swallowed by the terrifying raging flames...

"Successful!"

The Shancheng agent who was in charge of detonating the explosives was so excited that he almost jumped up, "Master, Director, we blew up the super agent to death!"

Duan Long, who had been observing with a telescope, still had a serious expression and gave the order:

"Everyone, get out there. If he's alive, I'll find him. If he's dead, I'll find his body. Whoever can find Ye Feng's head, I'll personally ask for credit from the old man in Shancheng."

"Yes!"

All of a sudden, hundreds of elite agents filed out, running, firing wildly at the open space ahead with their pistols, rifles, machine guns and other weapons in their hands, launching a wave of fierce and indiscriminate shooting.

Even though everyone just saw it with their own eyes, the super agent was buried in the explosion and fire.

But a person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. No one dares to be careless when facing a super agent with incredible combat power!

No matter whether you, Ye Feng, are dead or alive, hundreds of guns will be fired at you. Let’s see how many lives you can survive.

After a while, the shockwaves from the explosion dissipated, and the agents began to search around.

"That's strange. Where was the body blown to?"

"This, this won't be blown to pieces or burned to charcoal, right?"

"Get lost! No matter how powerful the explosion is, even if it shatters a person instantly, is there any chance that not even a bone will be left?"

"In such a horrific explosion, even a steel tank would be reduced to scrap metal, let alone a person. If you look carefully, you may find that the body was blown away by the flames and smashed in a corner somewhere."

"I have a feeling that the other party doesn't seem to be dead?"

"Have you noticed? Why do you feel a chill down your spine? It's like something is staring at you."

"Yes, yes, it's a grenade launcher!"

When an agent staggered back, his face pale with fear, everyone turned their eyes to look over. In the pupils of many people, a black grenade launcher opening was reflected. At this time, a grenade launcher emitting the cold color of steel was carried on a person.

"boom……"

The flame was like a dragon, and a cannonball emitting thick smoke rushed out, hit the center of the crowd hard, and exploded violently.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Shells kept flying out from the muzzle of the grenade launcher, and each shell would take the lives of more than a dozen people.

"It's him, the super agent is not dead, everyone hurry up and run for your lives!" A sharp-eyed agent shouted.

However, the surrounding terrain was too narrow, and Ye Feng's position blocked the way.

The numerous agents scattered like birds and beasts, running around like headless flies, fleeing to the beach in panic.

In the end, more than thirty agents escaped.

At this time, Ye Feng caught up with Duan Long and others who were hiding in the dark, and the two sides engaged in a close-range gun battle.

"What the hell, why didn't this guy die?" Duan Long was so angry that he cursed:

"No matter how powerful he is, he is just one person. We have dozens of guns, and he may not be our opponent."

next second.

Accompanied by the sound of "bang bang bang" of charge and gunfire, all the people around Duan Long were shot in the head and killed.

Ye Feng also walked out of the darkness and said sarcastically, "Director Duan, it seems that all of your twenty or so guns have fallen to the ground!"

Duan Long looked as if he had seen a ghost. "What kind of shooting skill is this?"

Ye Feng's operation completely overturned Duan Long's cognition. The submachine gun could actually hit the target in the head like a rifle?

Is this something a human can do?

"Ye Feng, why didn't you die in the explosion? I saw clearly that you fell into our trap." Duan Long asked unwillingly. The moment he saw Ye Feng just now, he even had an idea in his mind: Is Ye Feng a human? Or a ghost?

Ye Feng said, "A trap? I was the one directing your ambush from beginning to end!"

what?

Duan Long asked in surprise, "Did you leak the intercepted telegram on purpose?"

Ye Feng said, "Otherwise, how could we let your Shancheng Intelligence Department come to this remote place to ambush?"

Duan Long frowned and guessed, "This is your plan. You want to destroy our Shancheng Intelligence Department and let the city of Shanghai be completely controlled by your underground party, right?"

Ye Feng said, "Not bad, you are not that stupid to be able to see this."

Duan Long was so angry that he was gasping for air. His old face turned red as he said, "Ye Feng, how about we make a deal? This big deal will be enough for your underground party troops in Shanghai to obtain a large amount of weapons and equipment."

While Ye Feng was thinking and distracted, Duan Long moved.

"Oh!"

Duan Long wanted to fire back unexpectedly, but Ye Feng was faster and all three bullets pierced Duan Long's head, sending the intelligence chief who came all the way from the mountain city to Shanghai to meet the King of Hell.

"Super agent, really, really powerful..." Duan Long spat out blood from his mouth and praised Ye Feng before he died.

Ye Feng had a look of disdain on his face. Who gave him the courage to attack a super agent head-on?

Afterwards, Ye Feng returned along the same route and, with the help of the map scanning system, captured a hiding mountain city agent.

"Click~~"

Ye Feng was ruthless and kicked the opponent's arm hard, breaking it. Seeing the Shancheng agent fall to the ground and spit blood, his facial features twisted in pain, Ye Feng smiled with a gentle smile and said:

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Go back and tell the rest of your intelligence department that after tomorrow, I don't want to run into any of your Shancheng's frontline intelligence personnel in Shanghai again."

"If you don't leave, kill you!"

This is saying the most hateful words in the gentlest manner.

"I know, I know. I will definitely take back those words." Agent Shancheng was frightened to the point of looking pale.

"get out!"

Ye Feng added, "Tell your old man from Shancheng that I will repay you tenfold or a hundredfold in the future."

Yes.

Tonight, Ye Feng was assassinated by hundreds of people. Although he killed the other party in return, in Ye Feng's opinion, this debt is far from being offset.

At this time, there were bursts of chaotic roars of cars coming from the distance. Soon, several cars drove in and stopped. Ye Feng looked over and saw hundreds of foreigners getting out of the cars.

Among them were reporters carrying small cameras, who started taking pictures of the surroundings as soon as they got off the car.

"Ye, Mr. Ye, why are you here?" The leading foreigner had a complex expression of surprise and confusion on his face.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Mr. Campbell, are you surprised to see that I am still alive?"

Campbell had a strange expression on his face. When he came over, he forced an ugly smile and said:

"Mr. Ye, what's going on here? Why are there so many dead people? Did you kill them all by yourself?"

In his heart, Ye Feng sneered at Campbell, the foreigner. It was obvious that the other party was feeling guilty. Regarding tonight's assassination operation, there must be some unspeakable secret between Campbell and the Shancheng Special Agent Department?

This can be seen from the fact that Campbell was able to rush to the assassination scene quickly.

If Campbell was not aware of the assassination, why did he arrive here in the first place?

Is there even time to call a team of media reporters?