C267 Missed Bullets

Chen Feng's house was brightly lit. He saw a figure watching television in the hall.

On another higher floor, on one of the rooftops, a black figure arrived, carrying what seemed to be a heavy bag on his shoulder.

The man put down the bag familiarly and then took out a pitch black item.

These items were basically cylindrical in shape. Under the moonlight, they seemed to emit a chilly air