Super Golden Eye

"Boy, I'm quite resistant to beatings." Xiaodao's chest rose and fell, looking at Fang Yang in surprise. He played for five minutes, his hand was a little sore, but the opponent didn't react at all.

He is a retired scout and won the first place in the martial arts competition. On weekdays, only three or five special police officers are not necessarily his opponents, but today they were shocked by Fang Yang.

The knife is also a stubborn temper, saying that he can't beat you to death today. When he returned his hand, he picked up the machete in Little Gourd's hand and went straight to Fang Yang's shoulder.

Not far away, Guo Nianjiao's eyes were red, and she struggled hard. Seeing Fang Yang was about to be slashed, she was totally devastated.

As for Jia Youming, the corners of his mouth were cold and hideous. He wanted to exchange identities with Xiaodao too much, thinking that it was himself who hacked Fang Yang to death!

Seeing the machete coming straight to him, Fang Yang's footsteps backed back again and again. He wanted to slap and slap the knife, but Jia Youming was threatening Guo Nianjiao with a dagger.

"Damn, it's a big game!" Fang Yang felt cold. Even though he is a warrior in the middle stage of the Huang Tier, he is not a fairy after all. Speaking in native dialect, he is also thick-skinned and resistant to beatings. It's not an iron bone and a golden body. If it were to go with a stab, the half-meter-long hole would be affirmative.

Do it! Still don't do it! Fang Yang's mind quickly calculated.

If you do it, can you kill two birds with one stone? The mental speed is increased to the extreme, can he shake the knife and turn over Jia Youming.

"It takes only half a second for Jia Youming to kill Guo Nianjiao at a distance of five meters, and I am also one second at the fastest. Damn, it would be nice if I could fly a knife." Fang Yangxin said, at this moment, he shouted that he was not good at learning. So I didn't find any hidden weapon to learn Kung Fu. If a flying knife is in hand, this **** Jia Youming will be killed in minutes!

But the fact is that there are not so many ifs, Fang Yang is in danger and dare not act rashly!

The corner of the knife's mouth raised, and he was very confident. This knife cut off Fang Yang's arm in the afternoon.

As for what the master said to him before he came, he is still in his head long ago. He seemed to have seen Fang Yang's death, and saw the scene of being rewarded by the boss.

"Fang Yang, go to hell!" The knife yelled, the blade sharp.

Fang Yang frowned tightly, and the secret path was not good.

throat!

A crisp sound!

It's too late to say, then it's fast. A cold light flashed fiercely in the aftermath of the knife, but a sharp mountain knife was thrown over from the door of the container.

The knife was taken aback, cursed, and raised his right hand up, blocking the throwing knife with the back of the knife. Then his body rolled backwards, staring at the door.

"Hurry up and save people!" It was no one else who came, but the little policeman Lu Wei. It was she who threw the machete on the ground at the critical moment, disrupting the attack of the knife and giving Fang Yang a chance.

That's right, everyone's attention is focused on Fang Yang, including Jia Youming. The appearance of Lu Wei made everyone stunned for a moment, and Fang Yang took advantage of this time to start the war.

The reaction speed increased exponentially, and Fang Yang rushed towards Jia Youming like crazy.

Jia Youming immediately slashed down with a dagger, trying to cut off Guo Nianjiao's throat. In his mouth, he shouted a few words for Fang Yang to retreat, but he didn't wait for the voice to be heard. It was Fang Yang who had arrived like a **** of war.

The aura in the dantian gathered in Fang Yang's eyes like a gushing, golden eye perspective reappeared, two brushes came out, a stroke of luck, directly consolidating the luck of Fang Yang and Guo Nianjiao in an excellent position.

At the same time, Fang Yang kicked Jia Youming's body. He kicked Jia Youming directly into the air with a few crackles, and at least four ribs were broken.

He kicked Jia Youming away, but his hand speed didn't decrease at all. He grabbed the wire of the bomb and pulled it off without hesitation.

Dididi! Bloody Jia Youming pressed the detonator forcefully, Fang Yang and Guo Nianjiao's luck was overwhelming, the broken wire was the detonating wire, and the bomb failed.

But the danger did not end there. Jia Youming was beaten and couldn't get up, but there was still a knife still alive.

"Fang Yang!"

boom!

The gunfire! Accompanied by Lu Wei's scream. It was the knife that pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the barrel of the Type 92 pistol glowed with fire.

The bullets rushed forward in a spiral manner. He aimed at Fang Yang's heart and got in with a puff.

puff!

With blood splattering, Fang Yang only had time to turn around. Fortunately, the bullet did not hit the heart, causing him to pass by the **** of death.

The piercing pain instantly spread all over the body, as if the time that stopped, it moved again at this moment.

Fang Yang endured the severe pain and was not knocked down by the impact of the bullet, but instead of retreating, he rushed towards the knife.

"Grass and mud!" Fang Yang cursed, punching the knife in the face.

The knife has been beaten, so how can anyone hit it like this after being shot. He was hit by a sudden fist in the face, breaking three teeth on the spot.

"Fuck, are you **** human?" The knife spat out blood and got up from the ground. With Fang Yang's punch just now, he flew out, and the pistol fell to the ground.

With this punch, Fang Yang's wound was torn apart, and blood flowed out like money. Not far away, Lu Wei covered her mouth in shock, her face was tense, and she forgot to rush to help.

The knife that got up grinned and touched the swollen half of his face. He flew to shoot the pistol on the ground, but didn't want to be kicked away by Fang Yang again.

The knife got up and rushed towards Fang Yang. He said in his heart that even if he didn't have a pistol, he could kill a wounded fellow of you.

Fang Yang fought with the knife and fists together. But the next second, the knife secretly said that it was not good. As soon as he reacted, Fang Yang hit a knee on his stomach.

"Why is this kid okay? Didn't he get shot, fuck, Lao Tzu's ribs!" The knife is a veteran, knowing what it means. He knelt down on the ground while clutching his chest, touched it, and broke at least two.

Cough! Two mouthfuls of blood, the knife fell sorrowfully with a sorrowful smile!

Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, clutching the blood hole where he was shot, his consciousness also a little fuzzy. He just insisted entirely on adrenal hormones and willpower, otherwise he would have fainted long ago after bleeding so much.

"Not good!" Suddenly, Fang Yang's heart beat and realized something.

At this moment, the gunfire rang again, and the bullet hit Fang Yang's knee, causing him to fall to the ground with severe pain.

"Fang Yang, you robbed my career, robbed my woman. I want you to pay for it today!" Jia Youming roared. He actually endured the pain of his ribs being smashed into the flesh and leaned toward the pistol. A bullet hit Fang Yang, and then he raised his gun at Guo Nianjiao.

Fang Yang's face darkened, and his heart was over. He raised the last bit of strength and stood up to block the gun. But Jia Youming suddenly turned his gun, aimed at Lu Wei at the door, and pulled the trigger.

"I see how you can save it!" Jia Youming's mouth was full of blood, and he smiled grimly like a ghost.

"Jia Youming, I am your uncle!" Fang Yang yelled. He mobilized the last remaining aura of his dantian, and the acceleration ability of the golden eye reappeared, and he flew towards the path where the bullet was shot.

"Fang Yang! No!" Lu Wei burst into tears, crying as she looked at everything in front of her!

"Brother is going to die like this! Damn, careless!" Fang Yang's eyes went dark, feeling the bullet passing through his body, his breath was quickly disappearing, and his consciousness was like falling into an abyss.