Chapter 367: Zong Feng died of anger Finally, Zong Feng won. Although he clearly knew that this game was not won by his willpower, but by food, he was still very happy. In order to prevent the mysterious man at the stairs from sneaking away when he had already won, Zongfeng put down his chopsticks and stared at the building in front of him cautiously. Seeing this, the five brothers also put down their chopsticks and looked at it seriously. "Brother Feng, look, he came down from the ladder on the west side." A sharp-eyed brother suddenly shouted and pointed to the ladder on the west side of the building. After hearing this, Zong Feng immediately looked around. Sure enough, a man in black appeared on the ladder. The distance was too high. He couldn't see clearly what the figure in black looked like. He could only vaguely see that the man in black appeared on the ladder. The man was carrying something on his shoulder. That thing looked like a sniper rifle. Zongfeng quickly ran to the bottom of the west ladder, quietly waiting for the mysterious man to come downstairs. "What are you doing here?" the mysterious man said dissatisfiedly as he went downstairs. "I'm afraid you'll fall, so I'll protect you from below." Zong Feng chuckled. "I wish I could fall down, so that I could be smashed to death by you here." The mysterious man on the roof complained as he went downstairs. He went downstairs very quickly, and was halfway down the stairs while he was talking. Zongfeng didn't say anything anymore, but looked at the man solemnly. The closer the distance is, the more clues he finds. For example, right now, he can tell from the way the guy goes downstairs that the guy is a master, with great arm strength and strong legs. Such a steep ladder is very difficult for him. In terms of peace, there is no difference. After a while, the guy came to a distance of only about five meters above Zong Feng's head. He suddenly stopped walking downwards, lowered his head, looked at Zong Feng who was sizing him up, and asked seriously: "Do you have my share of the food and wine?" Pfft Zong Feng laughed instantly. , secretly thought: It seems that this guy is really hungry. "Yes, come down quickly!" Zong Feng said. "Okay!" The guy nodded, and then, without warning, jumped down from a height of more than five meters. bump. The sound of the landing was very small, so small that if Zong Feng were further away from him, he might not hear anything. It is indeed a good skill While secretly admiring in his heart, Zong Feng quickly came to his side, grabbed the man's hand, and said in a pretentious manner: "Finally I see you." Grabbing the hand The purpose is to prevent him from escaping. At the same time, Zong Feng also took this opportunity to take a look at the man. What Zongfeng didn't expect was that this guy who was extremely agile when climbing down the ladder turned out to be an old man in his fifties. He was not tall and had a very thin body. Apart from a pair of extremely small eyes, The facial features are quite contoured, but the somewhat sallow face has a lot of wrinkles, especially around the corners of the eyes, which are full of wrinkles even if there is no smile. He turned out to be a shriveled old man Zong Feng was a little surprised. He really didn't expect that such a humble old man could actually save him. "Tch!" The wizened old man saw Zong Feng's intention of holding his hand. With a shake of his arm, he shook Zong Feng's hand away. Then, he also took a look at Zong Feng, but when he saw it, he could no longer take his eyes away from Zong Feng's face, and the corners of his mouth started to tremble. "Huh?" Zong Feng was stunned, wondering why this person had such a big reaction after seeing him. But soon, Zong Feng felt happy and thought to himself: Could it be that this guy is really his father's? Could it be that the reason why he looked so strange after seeing himself was because he looked very much like his father when he was young? Thinking of this, Zong Feng's blood boiled, and he quickly asked: "What's wrong? Why are you so excited?" "Excited?" The wizened old man rubbed his mouth and stared at his extremely small eyes. With his eyes open, he asked doubtfully: "Where am I excited?" "Stop pretending, you were obviously very excited just now." Zong Feng pursued him and asked: "Tell me, do you think I look similar? My dad?" "I don't know what you are talking about." The old man curled his lips and said, "I'm just a little shocked to see you so young." "Young?" Zong Feng frowned. Get up, he didn't believe the old man's explanation. ¡°I really didn¡¯t expect that you would be the boss of such a big organization at such a young age.¡± The wizened old man added. "" Zong Feng stared straight at Qian?The eyes of the old man, trying to find flaws in the eyes of the withered old man. The result made him very disappointed. The eyes of this shriveled old man were too small. Except for the thin line on his eyes, Zongfeng could not capture any information from his eyes. It seems that there are advantages to having small eyes. "Where is the food? Take me to eat quickly. I'm starving to death." The old man changed the subject. "Let's go eat!" Zong Feng could only put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being and took the old man to eat. When he came to the food, the wizened old man was not polite at all and sat down directly. Then, he opened a pair of chopsticks, opened a bottle of beer with his teeth, and started without raising his head or eyes. He may be really hungry. In the first five minutes, he basically didn¡¯t chew much. He just put the food in his mouth and swallowed it. It lasted like this for a full five minutes before he began to slow down. After eating for another five minutes, he rubbed his stomach and then took a swig of beer. "The food is indeed good." The wizened old man wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and asked Zong Feng and others: "Huh? Why don't you use your chopsticks and eat together." Zong Feng's expression was quite good, but The expressions of the other five brothers collapsed. They looked down at the lunch boxes with only some soup and water left, and almost shed tears. It turned out that this wizened old man actually ate enough food for six people by himself. "Hey, I was so hungry that I forgot to leave something for you" The old man smiled awkwardly and drank another large gulp of beer. Then, he actually picked up the chopsticks and started to taste the soup in the lunch box. The water swept up. At this time, Zong Feng spoke up: "Didn't you say that you are a wanted criminal and you can't see us? Why are you still eating so happily and not leaving in a hurry?" "I'm hungry!" The wizened old man put down his chopsticks. , said: "Besides, I was seen by you anyway, so what's the point if I stay a little longer!" After a pause, the old man snorted coldly, and then said: "Huh, it seems you don't welcome me. Okay, I'll leave now!" After saying that, the wizened old man took another big gulp of beer, then shouldered his sniper rifle and strode towards the door. Zong Feng slowly stood up, looking deeply at the back of the withered old man, and suddenly a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. With a ¡®plop¡¯, Zong Feng fell to the ground without any warning. Hearing the sound, the wizened old man stopped, but did not look back. "Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?" The five brothers gathered around. Soon, one brother shouted in shock: "Brother Feng has died!!" "He has died??" The other brothers were all confused. "Oh, Brother Feng suffered so many cuts on his back. I'm afraid the blood in his body has been drained long ago" The brother who first discovered that Zong Feng had died said with a choked voice, "I didn't expect that he could I can't hold on at this time. If I had known this, we should have sent him to the hospital sooner anyway" "Brother Feng, wake up" "Don't fucking mourn here, call an ambulance as soon as possible. ! " At some point, the wizened old man came back. After roaring at the five brothers, he picked up Zong Feng, who was lying on the ground with a pale face and no breath, and whispered: " Young Master, don¡¯t scare me, an old man like me"