My Daoist Life

Chapter 72: Crazy gun battle

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Crunch!

I quickly pulled Li Lijuan to my side, and the motorcycle behind us stopped abruptly.

"Ah!" Li Lijuan exclaimed.

I pushed Li Lijuan to the side of the road, and then bullied me forward, as agile as a cheetah. Before the two of them could take off their helmets on the motorcycle, they had already jumped up and kicked them to the ground several times in a row. I wouldn't be polite to people who are full of malice towards me. I didn't hold back at all, and I did everything I could, just trying to choose the parts that were not fatal to me.

I kicked a few times in a row on the shoulder blades of the two of them, and the crisp sound of bone cracks came from time to time, causing the two to keep screaming.

"what!"

This scene made the people on the other four motorcycles stunned. After a while, they came back to their senses!

"Done them!"

They originally thought that they were only dealing with four children, and it was impossible to encounter resistance, and they didn't bring any guys when they came. What happened now was beyond their expectations, but they didn't have time to go back to pick up the guy, so they rushed towards us on a motorcycle.

Just as the first motorcycle was about to rush in front of us, a dark shadow suddenly jumped up to the street. It's black beans!

Heidou had returned long ago, but it was too late to judge the scene just now. But now it has learned that these motorcycle riders have bad intentions for us.

Although the motorcycle was galloping on the road, the black bean hit the driver's hand with great accuracy. Although the driver was wearing thicker clothes and gloves, the sudden attack of the black bean still caused great damage to the driver. .

"what!"

As soon as the driver released his hand, the motorbike at high speed immediately lost control, and the front of the car turned and crashed directly into the shop on the side of the road. There is a stall at the entrance of the store, with a variety of goods piled on it. After the motorcycle hit the stall and was blocked, the rider and the youth in the back seat flew high and crashed into the goods under the action of inertia. .

After the black bean bit someone, it fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, returned to the roadside unharmed, and ran towards us quickly.

Black gold, gold beans, and gold are not as good as black beans, and they have long run to us.

"Ma Jindong, protect your backpack! I'll cover you!"

Huang Shulang picked up a bamboo pole at the stall on the roadside and protected Ma Jindong behind him.

"Huang Shulang, be careful." I said loudly.

"Don't worry, Master, these little thieves in the team, I alone are enough." Huang Shulang said proudly.

The bamboo pole in Huang Shulang's hand is one or two meters long, which is used by the vendors on both sides of the road to build the canopy for the stalls. Now it has become our weapon. The bamboo pole was swung by Huang Shulang.

Although we seem to be only about ten years old children, the imposing manner of the bamboo pole in our hands makes those short-lived ghosts shy away.

"Copy guy! Quick fight!"

Some of the young people shouted loudly.

The remaining seven or eight people in the group who were able to move immediately searched for weapons in the shops on both sides. These traders also dare to offend these people. They have to do business here for a long time. Once they are offended, they will not be able to stay here in the future. They could only watch helplessly as they overturned the booth and took away sticks and even knives from the booth.

I went to a fireworks booth and grabbed a cannonball. This cannonball is very powerful. Generally, slow leads are used. After lighting, I have to throw it out with force. During Chinese New Year, people are often injured by this kind of artillery battle.

Without waiting for those people to get close, I wrapped the cannonball with the words of vitality and fire, and sent it directly to them, and then controlled the words of vitality and fire to explode.

"boom!"

The first cannonball exploded directly in the hands of a man.

"what!"

The cannonball directly exploded a man's finger, blood flowing. The man was sweating profusely in pain, screaming in pain.

Dozens of artillery battles flew out one after another, and kept bombing on these people. After a while, the entire group of people riding motorcycles was blown to the ground by me.

Huang Shulang was also stunned for a long time, and then looked at me resentfully: "Master, you should leave one for me!"

I chuckled: "I couldn't hold back all of a sudden. This gun battle is so fun."

The vendor who sold the cannonball was dumbfounded: "Why is my cannonball so powerful?"

The reason why this cannon is so powerful is because it is in my hands. If it is in the hands of others, the power may not be so great. But I won't tell anyone.

"Huang Shulang, didn't you say you can ride a motorcycle?" I looked at Huang Shulang.

"What?" Huang Shulang didn't understand what I meant.

"There are a lot of motorcycles here, let's go back by bike," I said.

"Ah? Steal their motorcycles?" Huang Shulang asked in surprise.

"Are you stupid? They're all here, don't ask them to borrow one?" I tapped Huang Shulang on the head.

Huang Shulang scratched his head: "Master, are they willing to lend it to us?"

"Don't you know if you ask? If you don't want to borrow it, we will send them to the police station." I kicked a driver lying on the ground with my foot.

Trembling, the driver opened the visor of his helmet and said feebly, "Let's borrow it."

"Look, people are free and true." I smiled, clapped my hands, and took the car keys from the driver.

"Master, actually I don't know how to ride." Huang Shulang said with a drooping head, but soon he put the blame on his cousin, "It's all my cousin, he's so stingy that he refuses to do it even if he gives me a ride. ."

"Do you know how to activate it?" I asked.

"I know. Clutch, accelerator, key start..." Huang Shulang pretended to be an expert again. I was miserable by Huang Shulang.

As soon as the frame was put down, it roared and rushed forward. With my hands on the steering wheel, I was immediately dragged forward by the motorcycle. I hurriedly jumped on the motorcycle, and then controlled the faucet with both hands. The icy wind is cutting my face like a knife. Fortunately, I have practiced. I could only hear the whirring sound in my ears, and I could only vaguely hear the shouts of Huang Shulang and Li Lijuan.

But after flying for some distance, I started to feel comfortable with the control of the faucet, and then I began to explore the uses of other devices.

The motorcycle started out as a rebellious beast, and slowly turned into an obedient little pet. I took a quick turn and quickly returned to Huang Shulang and the others.

"Get in the car! Put on their helmets." I said to Huang Shuanglang and others.

Fortunately, the four of us are half-year-old children, and all four of us sat on it, but it did not seem crowded.

After Huang Shulang and the others got into the car, I started the motorcycle and rushed home with a whimper. Heidou and the three wives also quickly chased after him.

From the reflector, I saw the people who were lying on the ground at first, then got up one by one as soon as they saw that we had left. In fact, I already knew they were playing dead. It was a cannonball fight, not a bomb, it just wounded them a little, not fatal.

But if they continue to resist, I can make their ending a little more tragic. The power of one cannonball may not be large enough, and the power of one round of cannonballs should be able to make them unbearable.

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