The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 50

There's a gun... oh bah, there's someone!

The faces of Zhang Mingyang and the bodyguard froze suddenly, and the souls of the dead trembled.

One of them is an illegitimate child who has nothing to do with Zhang Chao on the surface, and the other is a subordinate who has followed Zhang Chao through life and death. They are very familiar with pistols.

They were sure that what was pressed against the back of their heads was definitely not the touch of a pistol.

but human hands.

But do they dare to move?
They dare not move.

Because what is behind their heads is the turbulent blood force that is no less dangerous than a pistol. Once there is any overreaction, they who are defenseless may also be stabbed to death.

Zhang Mingyang was dumbfounded.

It never occurred to him that there was another person hidden in his car.

"Friend, we have no grievances or enmities, can you put down the gun in your hand and talk? What conditions do you have, we can talk."

At this time, Zhang Mingyang had 1 Cao Nima in his heart, but he still swallowed his saliva and said.

At the same time, he inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror, looking at the handsome young face reflected in the rearview mirror, as if struck by lightning.

"Tell you not to move around. Do you think I can't see your small movements? And you, keep driving. There is an abandoned unfinished building in front of you. Drive in."

Pushing the head of a burly man, Shen Lang said a little displeased.

He is now a wounded man who has not recovered from serious injuries, and his hypoglycemia symptoms have just been relieved, but his opponents are two ferocious second-rank warriors, one against two...

he may...

Forget it, when dealing with these evil people, he can only be more ruthless, fiercer and harder than the other party.

Otherwise, those who live in fear will become his family members.

Although he had never met before, Shen Lang had already seen the ferocity of these two people. A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he ordered the burly man to drive the car into the deserted, abandoned unfinished building.

The car stopped.

"Are you Shen Lang? How is my father?"

At this moment, Zhang Mingyang took the opportunity to attack.

His head shrank under the seat to avoid Shen Lang's contact. At the same time, he touched his arms with his left hand, and a silver pistol was held in Zhang Mingyang's hand.

And the burly man in the driver's seat did the same thing. If it wasn't for Shen Lang's sudden outburst of energy and blood to stab them to death, they would have risen up on the road with such a playful threat.

"Boy, dare to threaten us."

The burly man scolded angrily, and at the same time as his body stretched forward and retracted, a dagger suddenly appeared in his right hand, and it stabbed at Shen Lang's palm with a fierce momentum.

Possessing qi and blood means that Shen Lang is a second-rank warrior.

However, of the two of them, who is not a second-rank martial artist?

For a young man like Shen Lang, how strong can he be?

Let alone one-on-two.

However, what happened has deviated from his imagination by a hundred million points.

clang clang

As expected, Shen Lang was pierced through the palm of his hand, and the pained wailing did not appear. Instead, there was a crisp sound like gold and iron. Amidst a burst of sparks, the dagger seemed to have pierced some kind of extremely hard steel plate. Human teeth slid away from Shen Lang's palm with a sharp sound.

"No, it's a body-refining martial artist."

Tweet!
There was no need for the burly man to remind him, the gun in Zhang Mingyang's hand had already gone off, and the bullets whizzed through the fiery cyclone, shooting towards Shen Lang's head.

clang!
Another burst of sparks splattered, but this time, the bullet did not slide away from Shen Lang's palm like a dagger, but embedded into Shen Lang's flesh and blood two centimeters away.

Blood is flowing down.

"The defensive power of the crazy golden body can really block bullets."

Shen Lang was not too surprised, because he acquiesced to this, otherwise, how could Zhang Mingyang have the opportunity to shoot him at such a close range.

However, it turns out that his idea was not wrong at all.

Wicked people don't change their ways.

Only to find another opportunity to kill others.

This world is so twisted.

Zhang Mingyang and the others didn't know what Shen Lang was thinking at this time, their only thought was horror and fear.

Block bullets with bare hands?
What kind of cow and horse is this?
Although the bullet still penetrated the flesh and blood, what is the difference between such a shallow wound and piercing the skin with a dagger?
Didn't you see that the bullet was still on the surface of your palm?I'm afraid it can be taken off with a light touch.

Second product?

No, this is a third-rank warrior who has tempered the bones of his upper limbs.

He is a martial arts master not inferior to his father Zhang Chao.

"You can't kill me, otherwise my father will destroy your whole family, and your whole family will have to be buried with me!"

Zhang Mingyang was completely frightened, and when he was about to continue shooting a few more shots at Shen Lang's head, in their eyes, Shen Lang's deep eyes seemed to be splattered with divine fire. The divine fire has erupted.

Forming a brilliant fire field, the unfinished building in front of you seems to have become a sun temple above the ninth heaven, emitting endless light and heat, trying to burn everything in the world.

Among them, there are two small figures that strayed into the core of the sun.

The strong fear and the shadow of death made Zhang Mingyang and the burly man stare wide-eyed, their whole bodies were cold and stiff, as if they were being crushed by a ghost, even if Zhang Mingyang knew that if he didn't pull the trigger, he would be killed. The endless light and heat burned to death, but unfortunately, his index finger on the trigger could not move at all.

"Refining God..."

This was Zhang Mingyang's last thought.

Then there is the boundless darkness.

As soon as the God of Alchemy came out, Shen Lang clasped his five fingers on the faces of the two of them like iron hoops, grabbed their heads and smashed them towards the windshield.

Bang!
The heads of the two were rubbed against the windshield by Shen Lang like rag dolls, and they were not broken.

The quality is very good, it should be bulletproof glass.

Then come again.

Bang bang bang!
In the quiet unfinished building, there was a very regular crackling sound.

a long time.

Stop the sound, open the door, get out of the car.

Shen Lang let out a long breath, and killed again.

Counting the seventeen masters brought by Zhang Chao, there are more than 40 souls who died in his hands. Although this group of people deserved their crimes, he is an ordinary and honest person, and his subordinates are still contaminated with so many evil spirits. life.

He is no longer pure.

But Shen Lang didn't regret it.

It is a fact that Zhang Chao plotted against his parents, and it is also a fact that Zhang Mingyang is planning to do something to his parents. Therefore, he has a clear conscience.

In order to protect the family, in order to live a peaceful life...

All crimes, all on my body!
"However, I'm still very tired and painful, and the skin on my palm is broken. If I don't treat it..."

Ding Dong!

There was a slight noise.

Shen Lang looked down, and as the wound on the palm of his hand was gradually healing, the silver bullet inlaid into the flesh and blood of his palm was pushed out by the two centimeters of flesh and blood that grew back, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Oh, it's healed.

But the injury was on his body, and the pain was on his heart.

Right now, he just wants to go back to sleep.

"No, staying up late will hurt your health. Although I am young, I can't waste my body too much... Let's stay up all night. After solving the cause of this matter, I can go back and have a good sleep."

With a decision in his heart, Shen Lang disappeared in the unfinished building.

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at the same time.

Ruixuan Hotel near Starlight Club.

Wang Laoliu stood by the window, overlooking the night view of the city below while making a phone call.

"Second brother, I have encountered something here. I may offend a third-rank martial arts master with a sect background. I wonder if the eldest brother can find out about his background?"

On the other end of the phone, Fangzheng's round and rough voice came out: "Youngest, are you looking for death? How dare you offend someone who might be from the sect's background? Are you looking for someone else?"

Wang Laoliu's face was gloomy, but thinking of the clues he had investigated half a year ago, and Zhang Chao's own inference, he still gritted his teeth and said:
"Second brother, it's different this time. Wealth and wealth are sought in danger. Once this speculation can be confirmed, then eldest brother has the hope of breaking through to the realm of the innate master, and becoming independent from the Vajra Sect, and establishing a sect belonging to our royal family."

All in one, Wang Laoliu told Zhang Chao's speculation about Shen Lang.

In particular, the focus is on top-notch martial arts.

The voice on the other side of the phone paused for a long time.

But Wang Laoliu is not in a hurry, after all, this matter has a lot to do with it.

Ding Dong!

Suddenly, the doorbell rang outside the door.

"Who!"

Wang Laoliu was startled and immediately yelled.

However, there was no movement at the other end outside the door, only a small card was stretched out from the crack of the door.

Faintly, Wang Laoliu also saw a jade hand like white jade shrinking back.

Although the skeleton is a bit big, he is like this kind of girl with big bones, because this kind of girl is generally very big-chested.

Those who know about his hobbies should be arranged by Zhang Chao.

Yes, Boss Zhang understands him.

(End of this chapter)