Shenhao: Green Tea blames me for changing my heart after licking the dog inappropriately?

"Ahh Zhou Mei was so frightened that her soul was almost gone.

How dare these bastards kill people?

At the moment of life and death, the hairs on Yang Ming's back stood on end.

The feeling of being targeted by death is chilling.

No way!

I can't sit still.

The Jedi counterattack that was not easy to do, how could it be cut off in the hands of an outlaw.

If it doesn't turn out the way you want, give it a try before the dust settles.

Spelled.

Yang Ming gritted his teeth and prepared to fight hard.

Suddenly, he felt that the yellow hair in front of him seemed to freeze.

No, it's not freeze frames, it's that he's slowing down.

Yang Ming could clearly feel that the other party's finger pulling the trigger was slowing down, becoming extremely slow.

What's going on?

【Ding! Unlocks the achievement Nine Deaths, achievement reward: Martial Arts Grandmaster. Chinese ancient martial arts forging technique, killing skills, familiar with the heart, perfect fire! The

long-lost system voice sounded in his head, and then a massive amount of information poured into Yang Ming's mind like a flood of seawater.

Taoist Sanduan Jin, Wudang Taiji, Shaolin Tan Leg, Mobei Hongquan, Sichuan-Yunnan Wing Chun...

Frame by frame, video by video, and long exquisite text, the hybrid collection of 5,000 years of Chinese national art culture seems to have poured into Yang Ming's mind at this moment.

Become a martial arts master?

This is the first time that Yang Ming has been rewarded for an achievement that is not directly related to money.

Body forging skills, killing skills, familiar with the heart, perfect?

But how do you use it?

Or how can the situation in front of you be used to save lives?

"Stop!" At the last moment, Xia Sizhe roared angrily: "Chen Xin, are you fucking stupid?" I mean I tied him up first, and didn't let you kill him!

"Don't you kill?" Chen Xin's movements froze, and he looked back at Xia Sizhe.

"Of course not! Tie him up and take him to the car, and I'll talk about everything when I get Ye Weirui! "

Count your kid lucky, spare your dog's life first!" Chen Xin glanced at Yang Ming contemptuously, raised the butt of his gun and was about to knock Yang Ming on the back of the head, as if he wanted to knock him out.

And at this time, Yang Ming moved.

Martial Arts Grandmaster.

If you don't move, you can kill with one hit.

There is no wind in the start, and there is no trace in the shot.

Thunderbolt grabbed Huang Mao's wrist with his backhand.

At that moment, the yellow-haired mouth opened into an O-shape, as if he didn't expect this bastard to dare to resist.

Subconsciously pull the trigger.

And yet the next moment.

Click.

Yang Ming's mouth closed slightly, and the wrist of Huang Mao holding the gun instantly dried up.

Broken bones, cracked bones.

"Ah~!" The expression on Huang Mao's face was distorted in an instant, and the screams were heartbreaking.

Tong!

It was another thunderous punch, and the small thought of Wing Chun worshiped the Buddha three times, and it was on Huang Mao's face, and the bridge of his nose immediately collapsed.

then that land.

Except for the screams of the yellow-haired ghosts crying wolves.

There was a dead silence.

Zhou Mei looked at Yang Ming, who was still squatting on the ground, in horror, and didn't understand how this guy who was still holding a gun to his head and being slaughtered by others just now suddenly became so powerful.

And Xia Sizhe was even more shocked.

"Who are you?"

Yang Ming slowly stood up and kicked away the gun that had fallen to the ground.

In fact, his heart was also shocked.

Is this a martial arts master?

In the past, it was said that Chinese martial arts are more than performance things, but I know today that it is purely a fart.

Thunder Rush, Killing Technique!

Yang Ming's attack just now was just a knee-jerk reaction in response to stress, and due to his own physical fitness and comprehension of the national arts skills he had just acquired, the power he exerted was less than one percent of the true strength of that skill.

But it was this strength of less than one percent that had already made Huang Mao, who was holding the gun, fall to the ground and couldn't stand up.

At this moment, feeling those brand new things in his mind, Yang Ming looked intoxicated.

A person's self-confidence is not only the knowledge in the head and the money in the pocket, but also the strength of the body.

Yang Ming has no shortage of money and knowledge, and now he doesn't even lack physical skills.

Even if he encounters the white and lovely bodyguard knife at this time, even if he is tough on the front, Yang Ming has the confidence to fight.

And when the yellow hair in front of him arrives in front of the knife, I'm afraid it's a kick, even if he has a gun.

"Did you give it to me yourself, or did I go and pick it up myself?" Yang Ming looked at the shocked Xia Sizhe expressionlessly.

"Who the hell are you? Why spoil my good deeds! Who sent you? Want money? You name a number, and I'll give it to you right away! "

It's bustling, it's profitable, as long as it's for Lisuotu, then there is a way to talk about it.

If this guy was really sent by someone else, just give more money.

"Give you thirty seconds, or I'll be gone!" Yang Ming didn't want him at all, and gave an ultimatum.

"You..." Xia Sizhe was extremely angry.

Looking at Huang Mao lying on the ground, he wanted to get angry but didn't dare, after all, he had just taken the gun and solved it.

"Twenty seconds!"

"Help

!" At this time, Ye Weirui, who had been knocked out before, suddenly woke up.

A voice came from the car: "Help! Killed! Help me! "

It's her voice.

Yang Ming recognized.

Xia Sizhe, who originally felt cornered, lit up.

He lowered his head and took out a fruit knife, strangled Ye Weirui's neck and said, "Don't come here, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill her!"

Yang Ming: "............"