The Cold President's Best Master

Obviously, this is a group of killers disguised as chefs. Maybe the chef of this noodle restaurant has been killed by these people. These killers disguised as chefs and waited for Jiang Yuyan here.

A row of bullets, like a storm, hit the senior bodyguard brother Wang.

Wang Gegen could not dodge. He was about to die in the dense bullet rain.

Just then, a figure as fast as lightning rushed in front of him and threw him to the ground.

There were seven or eight bullet holes in the place where brother Wang stood.

Looking back at the dense bullet holes, brother Wang, the senior bodyguard, was sweating all over. The sweat was cold and scared out.

If someone hadn't pushed him aside just now, those bullet holes must have fallen on him. He is a cold body now.

The senior bodyguard's name is Wang Mingjun. He has been a bodyguard for Jiang Yuyan for two years. However, he was hired by the Jiang family after Lu Chong left. He has never seen Lu Chong.

He was about to thank Lu Chong, but Lu Chong grabbed his clothes, then grabbed Jiang YuYan's thin waist lying unconscious on the table, and then ran to a corner outside the alley like a very fast cheetah.

Those killers thought they were sure, but they never thought that they would kill Cheng Yaojin on the way and save Jiang Yuyan. They were stunned. Then they all flew into a rage. Someone dared to save people in their hands. They simply didn't pay attention to them.

They all picked up their guns and kept shooting in the direction Lu rushed away.

Eight men, eight pistols, kept firing, and the bullets tilted like raindrops.

There is no problem for raindrops to fall on people. Bullets like raindrops will kill people if they fall on people.

Ordinary people, even some bodyguards, are hard to escape when they encounter such a killer shooting, let alone eight killers shooting together.

Moreover, they didn't shoot indiscriminately, and blocked Lu Chong's way ahead in advance. They predicted that Lu Chong would drive wherever he ran.

They thought that their intensive and coordinated shooting would surely kill Lu Chong, but they didn't expect that Lu Chong's body was as fast as lightning, and his body method was very strange. It was as if they knew the trajectory and landing point of their bullets in advance, and avoided all their bullets one by one.

Occasionally, several bullets hit him on the back. The killers thought that the other party must flop to the ground, because the uninvited guest didn't seem to wear bulletproof clothes, but strangely, there was no problem when those bullets hit him. There was no blood splashing and the bullets didn't fall to the ground. It was very strange.

In just two seconds, Lu Chong took Jiang Yuyan and Wang Mingjun to a corner next to the alley and hid.

The killers were all stunned just now. They never thought that with their dense bullets and exquisite cooperation, there would be big living people alive from their guns. The key is that he also took two big living people. It is estimated that Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong, who went in and out seven times in Changbanpo, have no choice in such a battle, but that guy can!

The leader of these killers was a bald middle-aged man. He took off the cook's hat and showed his head like a light bulb. He ordered: "the three of you follow me up and approach. The four of you detour behind. Remember, our goal is Jiang Yuyan. We must capture her alive without hurting her. As for the others, we will kill them all!"

When the eight killers were about to divide their troops to deal with Lu Chong's three people, they suddenly saw a vigorous figure suddenly coming out of the corner next to the alley.

Seeing this figure, it was clear that it was the figure that had just escaped unharmed with Jiang Yuyan in their arms. These killers were vigilant, quickly picked up their pistols, aimed at the figure and shot.

But in the twinkling of an eye, the figure disappeared from their sight.

Their raindrops of bullets fell to the ground, puffing and dusting.

They were about to look around for the figure of the man when the man suddenly fell from the air and appeared in front of them again.

It turned out that when they shot, Lu Chong had jumped up at an indistinguishable speed and separated from their line of sight.

When Lu Chong reappeared, they shot again.

At this time, Lu Chong's speed suddenly accelerated, like lightning and like a strong wind.

Their raindrops of bullets shot at Lu Chong, but Lu Chong escaped easily in a relaxed and unrestrained posture.

They almost ran out of bullets in the magazine and still didn't hurt Lu Chong.

Since their debut, the eight killers have never met such an opponent. They all look panic.

The killer leader was so nervous that his head almost grew hair. His hands shaking with the gun hurriedly ordered: "hurry, shoot, kill him! This stubble is too hard. If we can't kill him, he will kill us, hurry!"

The other seven killers hurriedly pulled the trigger, poured bullets at Lu Chong, and soon ran out of bullets in the barrel. Someone hurriedly changed the magazine.

At this time, Lu Chong suddenly had eight toothpicks in his hand!

With a wave of his palm, eight toothpicks, fast as a meteor, shot into the wrists of eight people.

With a terrible howl, the wrists of the eight people were sore and swollen. Their palms were no longer able to hold the gun, and the pistol fell to the ground.

Each gunman looked at his original gun hand in amazement. There was a toothpick on his wrist, which was just put on the table. Now it has become the other party's weapon to defeat the enemy!

Unexpectedly, he met a legendary master who could kill both flowers and leaves. The bald leader immediately shouted, "no! It's hard stubble. The wind is tight and pull!"

Wind tight pull call was originally a slang issued by bandits and robbers in the past, which meant to run quickly. This bald man saw too much about the water margin, and Leng Bu Ding burst out such a sentence, but his men suddenly didn't understand what wind tight pull call meant, but seeing that Lu Chong could hurt people with a toothpick, all the souls were scared and ran with the bald man.

The eight men turned to run. After two steps, eight toothpicks flew out and stuck on their ankles.

The eight people suddenly felt tingling and numb in their legs and couldn't move, but they still had the inertia of running just now. As a result, they all fell to the ground with a plop.

They want to get up, but they find that once their wrists and ankles are pierced by toothpicks, their arms and legs have completely lost their strength. They want to climb until they can't get up, let alone run.

At this time, a light and rhythmic voice came from behind them.

The sound of the footsteps knew that the man walked gracefully, but these people heard the footsteps as if they heard the devil's steps.