City Marshal

Chu Tian pulled Wen Jing and walked towards the car with a calm and steady pace.

The mafia members leaned close to Roosevelt and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to kill him?" Roosevelt looked at their leaving backs, shook his head and sighed, "No! He dared to run amok on the street, which means he must have So, maybe when you pointed a gun at his back, somewhere, someone pointed a gun at your head, let's talk about it tomorrow night!"

The mafia members were slightly startled and couldn't stop looking around.

Just as Chu Tian opened the car door to let Wen Jing in, a car drove up from 50 meters away. The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was extremely harsh. Chu Tian's natural vigilance made Chu Tian turn his head and see that the car window opened quickly. Two black silencer barrels protruded from it, pointing directly at himself and Wen Jing.

Chu Tian's eyelids jumped up slightly, and he stretched out his hand to push Wen Jing into the armored car, then threw himself on the spot to avoid the enemy's lock, his body just touched the ground, flutter!There was a slight gunshot, two bullet marks appeared on the car body instantly, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air. Fortunately, Chu Tian and Wen Jing, who reacted in time, were not hurt.

Not far away, Roosevelt's eyes were concentrated, and he drew his gun backhand to guard.

When the enemy was stunned, Chu Tian had already rolled into the bottom of the car. Although the killers missed the target, they still fired several shots at Wen Jing in the car, apparently to vent their anger. After exhaling a few breaths, Chu Tian rolled out from the bottom of the car again. If he didn't fight back, he might kill Wen Jing.

The bullets fell from the bulletproof body, and Chu Tian caught some of the hot bullets with his backhand. When the car stopped abruptly and locked himself again, he shot two bullets vigorously first, only to hear two painful murmurs. Then, the silencer barrel also fell back into the car, apparently the bullet hit the shooter's shoulder.

Chutian didn't give the killers a chance to breathe. He jumped two or three meters with his right hand on the ground, like a leopard, he pounced on the roof of the enemy's car, and then he knelt down suddenly with his right knee, and the roof of the enemy's car was cracked into pieces by his kneeling. The block sank, and the driver was vertically pressed down by the sharp iron sheet, and died screaming on the spot.

Roosevelt's eyelids moved slightly, and he took a dark breath.

And just as the person in the passenger seat was about to open the car door, Chu Tian's hand had already pinched his neck, and he quickly pulled it up and hit the crack. There was a crackling sound, and the person's neck drooped like noodles, and he was never seen again. He never dreamed that Chu Tian's attack would be so swift and fierce.

There were a total of four killers in the car, and the remaining two took advantage of the gap to push the door and escape. Although they still held the silencer gun in their left hands, all their courage and composure were drained by Chu Tian, ​​and they couldn't even remember that they had any plans to fight back. Chance, they have been in the rivers and lakes for so long, have they ever seen such a desperate but fierce master?The guy on the left came out first, and before he had time to rejoice, Chu Tian's straight right leg slammed down heavily, like a collapsing Mount Tai, knocking on his head swiftly and fiercely, pounce!The sound of the skull cracking was extremely ear-piercing, and he died before he even had time to scream. Only the blood flowing from the top of his head declared that he was finished.

Chu Tian retracted his right leg, and looked coldly at the last enemy who came out of the door.

With his left foot firmly on the broken roof, Chu Tian pounced on the guy who thought he had escaped successfully like a goshawk. In just two or three seconds, he landed on the guy's shoulder. When he raised the gun, his head was clamped between his legs and he twisted suddenly, turning 180 degrees gorgeously.

The guy's neck was limp like a noodle, and the last thing he realized was seeing his own back.

Viscous blood, dripping on the cold street.

Roosevelt felt his palms sweating, and couldn't help but re-evaluate Chutian's strength. The superb skill in front of him alone was beyond the reach of ordinary people. No wonder even seventy or eighty elites from the Red Sun Organization could not kill him. He is a fabulous figure, and he can't help but think about tomorrow's negotiations.

And, war, which one is worthwhile?Chu Tian clapped his hands lightly, glanced at the black people on the ground, and knew that they were members of the Poison Wolf Gang without checking. Informed the two snipers on the periphery that they had been dealt with, and before they died, they also confessed to being members of the Poison Wolf Gang.

Seeing that the surroundings became quiet, Wen Jing hurriedly opened the car door and ran to Chu Tian, ​​caring to check if he was injured. Seeing her anxious expression, Chu Tian comforted her, and at the same time marveled at the beauty of this little girl. Calm down, other women would have been terrified, how could they still have the strength to care about themselves?Seeing that Chutian was fine, Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered Roosevelt's meaningful words, she couldn't help feeling suspicious, and shouted forcefully: "Roosevelt, did you send someone to do it?" Roosevelt shrugged and did not answer.

Chu Tian smiled lightly, patted Wen Jing on the shoulder and said, "It's not Mr. Roosevelt's masterpiece. This little trick doesn't catch his eye. If he wants to kill me, he must kill me with overwhelming force. How could he send such an inferior killer?" What? Besides, Mr. Roosevelt is a congressman, so how could he kill someone?" Roosevelt smiled and responded across the street: "Yeah, how could I kill someone? I just made a well-intentioned suggestion, but I didn't expect it to come true so soon. Fortunately, Chutian, you understand the righteousness, otherwise I will be wronged to death by Wenjing, but this Rome is really not peaceful, so it is better for you not to wander around."

Chutian's eyes were like burning flames, showing a kind of fearless toughness. He looked back at Roosevelt without showing any weakness: "In my world, there is no place I dare not go, and there is no place that can kill me. Don’t worry, Mr. Luo, I will soon bring peace to Rome, which belongs to me!”

The corner of Roosevelt's mouth twitched, and he responded lightly: "Good luck!"

After sending Wen Jing home, Chu Tian leaned back in the car to restore his resolute and cold face. He stared at the snowflakes falling from the sky, each piece was the size of a goose feather, and they fell silently on the ground, covering up their ugliness. It also conceals the beauty, and the scenery in the sight gradually becomes vast, clean and bright.

Maybe it's nice weather!The corner of Chu Tian's mouth suddenly raised into a smile.

The night is all together, and the snow is filling the air.

Chu Tian stood on the rooftop amidst the wind and snow, his white clothes fluttering, and his tall body stood tall.

Holding a wooden branch as thick as a child's arm in his hand, he wrote vigorously on the snow-covered ground. Every word was clearly legible, and what he wrote were not ordinary words, but the Taoist scripture "Nanhua "Sutra", written to the last word, the last stroke, is still sincere and honest, and the brushwork is not messed up in the slightest.

There is only the sound of snowflakes slapping the ground in the sky, but it makes the world even more silent. The hustle and bustle in the world of mortals seems to have not entered the rooftop for a long time. Branches pierced into the snow, dripping with sweat, with sore arms but staring at his masterpiece with great joy.

Snowflakes the size of fallen leaves fluttered around, but they couldn't instantly bury the words. Although Hideko Hattori didn't understand the meaning of the "Nanhua Jing", but seeing that this kid wrote with great vigor and vigor, and more importantly, he could not help applauding , although this kid is hateful, he is also very talented.

Chu Tian reached out and picked up two icy snowflakes, put them under his nose and sniffed them gently.

Hattori Hideko was a little puzzled, what does the falling snow smell like?Chu Tian seemed to see her question, and smiled softly, "Didn't you really see the aura contained in the snowflakes?" Hideko Hattori shook her head honestly, her beautiful eyes sparkled with confusion.

Chu Tian held Xue Hua in his palm, and replied with sharp eyes: "It's cold enough!"

When Hideko Hattori tilted his head in deep thought, Nameless Nie had already walked over and said with a smile, "The "South China Classic" is Zhuangzi's immortal work. Zhuangzi has always claimed that he possesses three swords, can kill a person in ten steps, and never stay behind a thousand miles. The murderous aura is pervasive; the snow in the past half day has dropped by more than ten degrees, which can be described as icy cold!"

Speaking of this, Nameless Nie added the finishing touch: "And the Filipinos are the most afraid of the cold!"

Hattori Hideko's eyes lit up, and she said with enthusiasm: "Could it be that we are going to attack the Poison Wolf Gang tonight?" Nameless Nie smiled without saying a word, snowflakes danced lightly between his fingers.