The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 62
Listening to the sirens getting further and further away, Ye Feng decided to find an opportunity to take action.

"Boy, what are you thinking about? If I hadn't caught you, how could I have forgotten that bag of money? Is it easy to rob a bank these days? If you dare to do anything small, believe it or not, I will shoot you right now! "

The fat man pressed the muzzle of the gun tighter to Ye Feng's temple.

Ye Feng didn't say anything, just glanced sideways at the fat man.

"Hey, what do you mean by that look? Do you despise me?" The fat man's little heart was still very fragile, and he couldn't stand that look the most.

"Fat man, you were the one who pulled me into the car. I had to remind you to get the bag of money."

"Then why didn't you remind me?" The fat man stared, "Wait, what did you call me?"

"Fat man." Ye Feng spit out two words.

"Fuck, you can call Fatty too?" Fatty yelled and wanted to attack Ye Feng.

The leader of the robbers who was driving reached over and patted the fat man on the head: "Stop making such a fuss. I'll stop on the side of the road when we get to the side road. Damn it, fat man. You can deal with the people you caught yourself."

"Brother, you want me to kill..." The fat man felt a little guilty.

"Don't you really want to be professional? It's time to show your professionalism later!"

As the robber leader spoke, a fork in the road appeared in front of him, and then the robber leader slammed the steering wheel to the right.

Under the influence of inertia, the van veered to the left.

The pistol that the fat man lowered over Ye Feng's head finally moved away. Ye Feng made a lightning move and grabbed the fat man's fat hand holding the gun.

With a "Bang!" sound, the fat man pulled the trigger, and the bullet penetrated the roof of the van.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng snatched the pistol into his hand, and then smashed the fat man's nose with his backhand.

The fat man screamed and covered his nose with his hands.

Ye Feng put his gun against the fat man's head and threatened: "Stop the car, or I'll kill him with one shot!"

"My nose, brother-in-law, my nose is bleeding." The fat man cried out in grievance.

The robber sitting on the right side of the fat man had already pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Ye Feng's head.

The robber leader did not slow down and stop, but instead went faster and faster.

Ye Feng had already put his left hand into his pocket, and now he was holding a silver needle in his left hand. However, because the fat man's body was too wide and blocked the guy behind him, Ye Feng couldn't fly the needle.

"Stop the car or I'll kill this fat guy!" Ye Feng threatened again.

The robber behind the fat man also threatened: "Boy, if you kill the fat man, you won't survive."

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the fat man became frightened and nervous: "Brother-in-law, why don't you stop the car and let him go? I'm a little scared."

"I'm afraid of you, sister. You brought this person here, and now someone has taken away the gun. Where is your professionalism?" the robber leader taunted while driving.

"Boy, I advise you to put down the gun. Maybe we can consider sparing your life." The robber in the passenger seat loosened his seat belt, turned around, and pointed his pistol at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sneered: "I have seen your appearance, will you let me leave alive?"

"Boy, you're quite smart." The robber in the passenger seat had an evil smile on his face.

"Believe it or not, I'm going to kill this damn fat man right now!" Ye Feng put the muzzle of his gun against the fat man's forehead, put his index finger on the trigger, and made a motion to shoot.

"You can kill if you want. Anyway, you will get one less bag of money and one less person. Three bags of money will be divided into three." This was said by the leader of the robbers, with a very indifferent tone. "Fuck, Xie Hong, you are still my brother-in-law, you don't even care about your brother-in-law's life or death!" The fat man suddenly yelled.

At this moment, there seemed to be a big pothole in the road, the tire sank in, and the car jolted violently.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Feng flicked a silver needle at the robber in the passenger seat who was half-leaning over.

At the same time, the right hand holding the gun loosened, and he grabbed the fat man's collar and lifted him up to block him.

Only a "bang" gunshot was heard. The guy behind the fat man had already fired when Ye Feng's left hand moved. However, because Ye Feng's left and right hands moved almost at the same time, the bullet hit the fat man's back.

The poor fat man was used as a human shield by Ye Feng.

The guy who hit the fat man on the back was stunned for a moment. Ye Feng stretched out his left hand and used his spiritual power to control the object. The gun in the robber's hand flew to Ye Feng's hand. Then Ye Feng put the robber in the co-pilot position. He took the gun pointed at himself into his hand.

The whole process sounds slow, but it actually happened at the moment when the van bumped and lasted only a few seconds.

After the car stabilized, the robber glanced through the rearview mirror and saw that the fat man had slumped down on the seat, and the hostage was not only sitting upright, but also holding a gun in his hand, pointing at Lao San behind the fat man.

"Second brother, what are you doing standing still? Shoot!" the robber leader became anxious.

"Boss, boss, my body suddenly can't move."

The leader of the robbers turned his head and glanced. The second robber twisted his body and pointed his right hand at the hostage with a gun raised, but there was no gun in his hand.

"You can park now."

Ye Feng said as he pointed the muzzle of the pistol in his left hand down and pressed it against the robber leader's Tianling Gai.

The car stopped on the side of the road.

The robber leader and the third child got out of the car one after another.

"Little brother, don't be like this. We have something to discuss. How about we give you all the money in the car and you let us go."

The thing that the robber leader regrets most now is that he gave his gun to his brother-in-law, that damn fat man. If he had had a gun, the situation would not have been so unfavorable.

"Kneel down!" Ye Feng shouted coldly.

The robber leader and the third child looked at each other, looked at the two guns in Ye Feng's left and right hands, and slowly knelt down.

"Little brother, I..." The robber leader wanted to say something else, but he saw Ye Feng dropped his gun on the ground.

While the robber leader and the third child looked confused, Ye Feng took out a small bag from his pocket with his left hand.

The surprise came so unexpectedly that the robber leader and the third child jumped in the direction of the pistol almost out of instinct.

With two flashes of silver light, they all grabbed guns in their hands, but found that their bodies could not move, as if their limbs had been cut off suddenly and painlessly.

It is recorded in the ancient Chinese medicine books in Ye Feng's mind that there are three hidden acupoints on the human body. As long as a silver needle is inserted into one of these three hidden acupoints, the information transmitted by the person's nerves and limbs can be temporarily disabled for an hour.

From this point of view, the acupuncture method mentioned in martial arts stories is not groundless.

After dealing with the four robbers, Ye Feng left here without stopping. He didn't want to wait for the police to arrive, otherwise it would be too troublesome to have to take notes and go to the police station.

If the police asked how they subdued the robbers, it would be even more difficult to explain.

(End of this chapter)