I killed the film and television world

Chapter 315 Where to find a close friend at the end of the world

Tiancan and Dique were almost frozen in place.

At that moment just now, the impact of brushing against death was too strong.

Even these two top killers felt trembling in their hearts.

A trace of cold sweat trickled down his temples, and Tian Can spoke with difficulty, "Gang, what was the name of that knife just now?"

Song Ren put away his knife and stood up, saying calmly: "I just got excited and haven't had time to come up with a name yet. How about you help me come up with one?"

Tiancan: “…”

Di Que was a little dazed: "We lost, and we lost completely."

Tian Can: "Now that you win, are you going to kill us?"

Song Ren: "If I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have chopped you down on the open ground just now."

"You two don't need to test your words."

"I'm just very interested in the martial arts of both of you. Are you interested in following me?"

Song Ren has just gained momentum at this stage and still needs the addition of some special talents.

Otherwise, relying solely on Babi's group of people would be far behind in terms of both numbers and quality.

Tiancan Dique's level is not much different from Dianjiu, and his strength is still quite impressive.

Moreover, Song Ren was indeed very interested in this musical skill.

After hearing this, Dique turned around and glanced at Tiancan.

Tiancan paused briefly, then said:
"We who work in this field also have the corresponding professional background..."

The words were only halfway spoken when a hint of coldness suddenly appeared.

Whoosh!
A strong wind blows by!

The sharp blade of the machete suddenly slashed towards Tiancan who refused.

"Wait!" Tiancan's calm tone suddenly rose, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The sharp blade of the machete finally stopped at his neck. If it had gone in an inch further, the artery in his neck would have been completely cut.

Tian Can quickly quickened his speech: "Our brothers' professional bottom line is that there is no bottom line!"

Song Ren put away the knife again, feeling a little unhappy: "You have no bottom line, what are you talking about!"

Tian Can said in a low voice: "Since it is you who wants to subdue our two masters, in this situation, shouldn't you show your sincerity first?"

Di Que: "It would be fine if you could just show some appreciation. Who would kill someone just because they disagree with you? It would be fine if you could just ask for some conditions."

"No conditions." Song Ren was very impolite, and he didn't even bother to talk nonsense: "In one word, do you want to follow me or not?"

If you don’t follow me, I will kill you!
Tiancan and Dique said at the same time: "Follow!"

Song Ren waved his hand: "Choose, you should have said no earlier, it's a waste of everyone's time."

Tiancandique: "..."

In fact, the two of them have always claimed to be street singers who play musical instruments and sing, but they just work part-time as killers.

In Kung Fu movies, people with limited talents are not determined people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so scared by the landlord and the landlady just because of a defeat.

Facing the almost overwhelmingly powerful Song Ren, it was expected that Tiancan Dique would choose to bow his head.

It was only a matter of course to conquer them both.

After all, these two pretty good thugs came to my door on their own initiative, so why not refuse them?

It’s best if you obey, but if you don’t, just chop me off.

As for whether they would betray him, it didn't matter to Song Ren.

What he has always believed in most is personal strength.

The reason for recruiting this group of people is just to revive the Axe Gang in the mission.

Join a club.

Either don't do it, or do the biggest one!
……

Abandoned courtyard
Cao Shijie and his group had already been shocked by the fighting scene on the field.

Previously, the scene of Song Ren single-handedly facing the vast mass of armored bandits was truly too shocking.

It was just like Zhao Zilong who went in and out seven times, which made people completely stunned.

The last slash of the sword was even more stunning, as if it struck everyone's heart.

Everyone was extremely shocked.

They all stared stupidly at the spreading crack.

Are they really human?!

Ma Jingsheng, who had been shouting before, seemed to have his throat strangled. All the sounds he made were swallowed back into his throat. He just kept muttering words like "It's over, it's all over".

Until Song Ren and Tian Can Di Que turned around together, the three of them looked at Cao Shijie and his group at the same time.

Ma Jingsheng shuddered immediately and subconsciously took half a step back.

Then his eyes wandered for a moment, and he suddenly snatched the pistol from a gangster next to him, raised the gun and shouted excitedly: "Don't come over!!!"

Song Ren sneered and walked straight over.

Ma Jingsheng was extremely panicked, and there was a flash of ferocity in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and fired several shots at Song Ren without stopping.

bang bang bang-

He emptied the pistol in one breath, and when he pulled the trigger again, there was a clicking sound of an empty chamber.

Ma Jingsheng's emotions were fluctuating, and he stopped breathing heavily.

But the scene that came into his eyes almost made his scalp explode.

Song Ren stopped not far away and slowly spread out his raised hands.

One after another, metal bullets fell from his palm.

The tinkling sound is extremely crisp.

Ma Jingsheng's eyes suddenly widened:
It's just a joke!

Can anyone really catch a bullet with bare hands?

how can that be!

crazy!

I must be hallucinating!

In fact, it wasn’t just Ma Jingsheng who was frightened.

Even Tiancandique who was standing next to them was stunned.

The power of guns requires even kung fu masters like them to remain highly vigilant.

In their impressions, the only person who could catch a bullet with bare hands seemed to be the legendary Fire Cloud Evil God.

This one move alone was enough to calm the two of them down, as they were feeling a bit agitated.

Ma Jingsheng's mind was almost broken, and he shouted, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! It's all hallucinations, you can't scare me!"

Noisy!

A flash of anger flashed across Song Ren's brows.

He used the last bullet he had left and fired it out in the blink of an eye.

Boo!
The metal bullet flashed by!

While Ma Jingsheng was still screaming in dementia, the sound suddenly stopped the next moment.

A sharp pain in his neck made his breathing quicken.

He reached out and touched his neck, only to find that his palm was filled with glaring red.

The next moment, he hurriedly covered the wound with force:

"I, I've been shot, I've been shot!"

"Save me, Master Jie, save me!"

The voice became weaker and weaker, and the tone became more and more labored.

He covered his neck with his hands, and warm, sticky blood was flowing out.

The gangsters around were watching this scene in horror.

thump!
Ma Jingsheng finally held on for a moment.

Finally, his body went limp and he fell completely to the ground. The hand covering his neck loosened, blood flowed more and more, and his body gradually became cold.

(End of this chapter)