The Military King Is Back

Mr Hua hurriedly took out a phone from under the bed and was about to call a number.    

Mr Hua did not know who contacted him, but he was informed to kill Ye Fei. After killing Ye Fei, after midnight, he could use the phone to call a number. Naturally, someone would come and deal with it.    

"You actually have a mobile phone! Why didn't the people in the detention center confiscate your phone!"    

A sharp light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and an idea instantly formed in his mind.    

"My phone was sent in during dinner."    

Mr Hua laughed dryly.    

"Give it to me!"    

Ye Fei reached out his hand and grabbed the phone. He recalled for a while and dialed a number. After saying a few words, he returned the phone to Mr Hua and said, "Call me!"    

Mr Hua took out a small piece of paper from his pocket and dialed the number on it. After a long busy tone, the phone was connected, but no one said anything.    

"Ye Fei is dead!"    

Mr Hua said in a hurry.    

After a while, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone. "Got it!"    

The other party hung up the phone with just these three words. It was another long busy voice.    

"I'm hanging up."    

Mr Hua said with a sullen face.    

"If you want to live, listen to me!"    

Ye Fei raised his eyebrows. He had decided not to act recklessly when faced with a problem, but to solve it in a more insidious way.    

He stretched out two fingers of his index and middle fingers and pressed them two inches below Mr Hua's heart. Mr Hua suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and he could not breathe freely. He could feel the danger of suffocation at any time.    

"What did you do to me?"    

Mr Hua felt very uncomfortable. He had once fought with other people on the street and his arm had been cut by a knife. He had lost too much blood and was about to go into shock. He also felt very uncomfortable.    

"Nothing! I just pointed at one of your important acupuncture points. If you don't listen to me, in two hours, your heart will not be able to provide enough blood. Then, you will go into shock. In the most serious case... You will die! "    

Ye Fei flicked his finger and said coldly.    

After becoming an Innate Martial Cultivator, the biggest change for Ye Fei was that he could easily use his aura to cut off the acupoints and meridians of others.    

"Do you all want to try?"    

A cold smile emerged on Ye Fei's face as he said to the others.    

"No... No need!"    

"Spare us, we won't say a word later!"    

When the remaining men saw Mr Hua's uncomfortable look, they did not dare to act rashly and said one after another.    

"I will remind you one last time, do not disobey me!"    

Following that, Ye Fei laid on the ground. His face was covered with a blanket, and he did not move at all. He looked like a corpse.    

Mr Hua's eyes sparkled when he saw Ye Fei put on the blanket. He gave his subordinate a look. His subordinate nodded. He had a tacit understanding and was ready to wait for the person to come over. He would use a trick and scheme to betray Ye Fei.    

"Stubborn!"    

Ye Fei lay under the blanket and did not move. He took out a stone from the ground and flicked it.    

Swoosh!    

This stone appeared in the middle of Mr Hua's forehead in the next moment.    

A stream of blood, like a small snake, flowed down from Mr Hua's face, which was filled with disbelief.    

Bang!    

Mr Hua's heavy body fell to the ground. In an instant, he could only exhale but not exhale. His pupils also quickly disappeared.    

Mr Hua was dead!    

In this cell, Ye Fei had actually publicly killed a prisoner.    

Such audacity and lawlessness had frightened the surrounding prisoners. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.    

The wicked would naturally be tormented by the wicked!    

This was also the principle that Ye Fei had just comprehended.    

In the past, Ye Fei's life creed was that he was as warm as the spring breeze to his compatriots and as cold as the winter to his enemies.    

However, he discovered that this life creed was useless in this dangerous society.    

Many evil people, the more you tolerate them, the more they will step on your nose and face. You must make them more evil to make them submit to you!    

Just like now.    

After lighting up a cigarette, Ye Fei crossed his legs and sat on the bed. Next to him was Mr Hua's corpse. "I gave you guys a chance. It was you guys who didn't cherish it and thought that I was a pushover. What do you think? You're holding me back now, aren't you?"    

Ye Fei spat out a cloud of smoke and said coldly, "Now I've changed my mind. Take this kid's corpse. Bring it to the bed over there and cover it up with a blanket. Second one on the left. Don't look, it's you. When the person in charge comes later, you'll be in charge of telling him!"    

After saying that, Ye Fei threw Mr Hua's mobile phone over. Then, he walked to the back of the crowd and bent his back. He lowered his head and hid his face in the shadows. If one didn't look carefully, one would definitely not be able to tolerate Ye Fei.    

This was the concealing technique that Ye Fei had learned when he was in the Falcon Team.    

As a sniper, not only did he need to have excellent marksmanship and insight, he also needed to have the ability to hide.    

Ye Fei had mastered the concealment technique very well. In the wild, he could perfectly merge with nature.    

In the city, with makeup tools, it was very easy to change his appearance. His walking posture would also change along with it. Even specialized investigators could not recognize Ye Fei in the crowd.    

The cell was silent. After waiting for five minutes, soft footsteps could be heard from outside.    

The sound of the lock was heard. Three people in police uniforms walked in. When Ye Fei saw the person in the lead, he was stunned. He realized that it was the captain of the criminal police, Zhang Shuaipeng!    

Although he had only met him once, Ye Fei had photographic memory, but he could easily recognize Zhang Shuaipeng.    

Behind Zhang Shuaipeng, there were two policemen. They should be his trusted aides.    

"Where's Ye Fei?"    

Zhang Shuaipeng glanced around the cell and did not notice Ye Fei standing behind him.    

"He's there. He's on the ground. He's been out of breath for a while."    

The man who was pointed at by Ye Fei just now pointed at Mr Hua's corpse on the ground and said.    

His voice was trembling and his expression was unnatural. He did not dare to look Zhang Shuaipeng in the eyes.    

It could be said that this prisoner was very timid, and his acting skills weren't good either.    

However, Zhang Shuaipeng did not mind. He had done a lot of things in the criminal police team. He knew that when the criminals saw the police, they were all cowardly. Besides, this kid had just killed someone. If he had held his head high and puffed out his chest... That would be abnormal.    

Zhang Shuaipeng bit a cigarette in his mouth and walked to the side of the corpse. Suddenly, he burned the cigarette butt into the palm of the corpse.    

This was very sudden, even Ye Fei did not expect it.    

It could be seen that Zhang Shuaipeng's suspicion was very serious. If Ye Fei had not changed to a real corpse there, then it would have been exposed by now!    

Zhang Shuaipeng saw that the corpse under the blanket did not move, and a cold smile appeared on his face. "Ye Fei, Ye Fei, you didn't think that you would have such a day!"    

As he spoke, Zhang Shuaipeng suddenly lifted the blanket. When he saw that there was a bald man under the blanket, and not Ye Fei, he was stunned.    

Bang! Bang!    

Zhang Shuaipeng heard two muffled sounds. He turned his head and found that two of his men had fallen to the ground. A young man stood in front of him with a cold smile on his face. "Captain Zhang, long time no see!"