Mia City, Red Eagle Fist Headquarters.
This is a martial arts dojo that is a mixture of old wooden buildings and modern wall buildings, covering a relatively large area. If you look down from a high altitude, the dojo is generally a trapezoidal shape that is narrow in the front and wide in the back, and the color is mainly light yellow.
The entire street is neither a residential area nor a commercial area.
Therefore, the flow of people is usually quiet and the distance between buildings is relatively large. However, today, the long-lasting silence was broken by the occasional gunshots. On the street where the Red Eagle Boxing Arena is located, people wearing black clothes with a white rose logo embroidered on their shoulders walked by from time to time.
They all had stern expressions, with bulging bags on their waists that seemed to show they were carrying guns, and had blocked off the entire area.
In the dojo.
The two groups of people were constantly fighting hand-to-hand. Judging from their speed and strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, they were obviously a group of secret warriors. The two sides collided quickly in the area, and the side led by the old man with a goatee had the upper hand. Moreover, they were occasionally helped by elite gunmen in black.
Either fire support or cover suppression.
You know, ordinary secret martial artists don't have much of an advantage when facing firearms. Even Kaxiu practiced hard qigong at the boxer level, so he was not afraid of light machine gun shooting. A pistol can pose a certain threat to a normal boxer who practices secret martial arts when he is caught off guard.
Of course, this refers to the case of being hit. The boxer's speed and dodging far exceed the human body's limit and can completely avoid a large number of bullets. If it is just an elite gunman team, it will not pose much threat to the boxer.
However, if there is a boxer opponent of the same level who entangles you and absorbs most of your energy and attention.
Some shooters with accurate marksmanship can often achieve miraculous results.
The Red Eagle Fist's Great Elder Dyson started the fight. Originally, the number of elders on both sides was similar. There might be a difference in strength, but it was not very big. The two sides would probably be in a stalemate for a long time. However, the gunmen sent by the White Rose Killer Camp broke the balance.
Bang bang bang!
On the white stone aisle, two figures kept fighting each other. Similar boxing techniques collided in the air again and again.
The great elder Dyson stepped forward and pushed sideways, then spun around and swung. The gushing force knocked the opponent back from his defensive position.
The second elder of the Red Eagle Fist took two steps back.
Bang! Suddenly, a gunshot was heard not far away.
He felt something in his heart and turned his head sharply. A high-speed spinning bullet whizzed past his cheek, splashing a trace of blood.
Before the Second Elder could breathe a sigh of relief, another elbow hit him hard, and behind him was Dyson, who was stomping on the ground.
He hastily pushed out his palm, which collided with Dyson's elbow. The Second Elder's power was obviously weakening, and the palm was pushed back. Dyson's elbow hit the Second Elder's chest through his palm, pushing him out about three or four meters.
With a muffled groan, the Second Elder used the force to leap backwards. After a few arcs, his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the road.
Ta-ta-ta…
There were footsteps on the stone road, and three or four gunmen in black walked quickly. The great elder Dyson, who was standing still, stretched out his hand to signal not to chase them: "Charles is already injured, be safe. Push them to the last area step by step, and control all other areas of the dojo first."
"When the time comes, the remaining people will be surrounded and unable to escape..."
The other side.
The Second Elder and his group were left with only the last three or four buildings, most of which were dormitories for the students at the headquarters. A figure flashed in the shadows in the corner, then suddenly leaped up, raised his right hand, and rolled in the air, landing on the balcony.
Cough cough cough…
Under the sunlight, this was a skinny old man wearing a portable combat suit with gray hair. He raised his hand and looked at the palm and back of his hand, which were bruised. He pressed slightly on the left chest, and felt a tingling pain in the skin and muscles there.
As if they heard the voice from above, a series of footsteps soon came from the stairs. Several people rushed to the second floor, and when they saw the old man, they stopped and said, "Elder Charles!"
The skinny old man nodded and coughed again: "Where's Niv? And where are the Fourth Elder, the Sixth Elder, and the Seventh Elder?"
"Junior Sister Niv is in the building on the left next door. The Fourth Elder and some of his fellow disciples are also there. The Seventh Elder is in the building on the right and has suffered serious injuries. As for the Sixth Elder, we didn't see him." The leading disciple said dully.
The second elder, Charles, took a deep breath and didn't see that the sixth elder's intention was already very clear. Either he was still fighting and retreating, or he had been seriously injured and captured.
Or to put it simply, they resisted too fiercely and were beaten to death.
Among them, Charles tends to be captured with serious injuries.
He walked quickly into the second floor corridor and looked through the window at the place he had been running to. A few dozen meters away, some gunmen in black were looming in the corner. There were also some traitors inside the door, wearing combat uniforms, looking over here.
"What does Dyson want to do? Surround this place? Is he afraid that we old guys will fight to the death and make him pay a heavy price?"
Charles slapped his chest three times with his right hand, and the faint tingling sensation in his chest suddenly subsided a lot. He took a deep breath and pondered for a moment: "I originally thought that Dyson and Rune were just having some conflicts, but I didn't expect Dyson to take action directly! Rune is also attending the Evil Eye Fist rally..."
"Now it's just me, the Fourth Elder, and the seriously injured Seventh Elder. I'm afraid we can't hold on for much longer."
Charles was worried and angry at the same time. How dare Dyson! If the old master came back from the Rocka Mountains, he would definitely kill him and twist his head off!
Charles then took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "Evil Eye Fist, Eastern Nine Gates, Eastern Alliance Plan. If Dyson really gains actual control of the Red Eagle Fist, even if the old master comes back, I'm afraid... Alas, the Blood Fist is old after all..."
At the same time.
Buzz buzz buzz!
At the intersection of the street where the Red Eagle Fist Dojo was located, the sound of a car engine suddenly came from the corner. Several black-clad gunmen patrolling nearby hurried over and quickly put one hand on their waist.
whoosh!
A black square-headed car suddenly came out from the corner.
He drove at full throttle and rammed his way into the street.
The gunmen in black did not hesitate and quickly drew their guns from their waists and fired. Pistol bullets hit both sides of the car with a bang.
As the car moved forward, sparks burst in the air.
The car window was shattered all of a sudden, and it fell like a piece of transparent rain. A bullet passed through the broken glass rain, and pierced through a high-speed rotating cavity in the air. With a snap, it was fiercely pinched in the palm of a white and slender hand.
With a slight squeeze, it was instantly twisted and deformed by the pressure of the fingers.
Kaxiu glanced at the most diligent shooter a few dozen meters to his right and decided to tell him what a pistol was.
With a flick of his right hand, a sound similar to a balloon exploding was heard in the air. A distorted bullet flew back along the trajectory it had originally come from, at an extremely fast speed!
Thirty meters away, on the gray sidewalk, the killer who was shooting with his pistol enthusiastically suddenly rolled his eyes and kicked his legs.
The whole person leaned back suddenly and fell straight down.
A gunman in black next to him heard the sound of someone falling to the ground and turned his head slightly to look: "Ben?" The gunman hurried over and was shocked to see bloodstains and deep bullet holes on the wall behind him.
When he lowered his head again, as expected, Ben was shot in the head.
In the middle of the forehead was a black hole with blood oozing out.
"Fuck, how did he die? Did they have guns
The man in black just raised his head while cursing, when he suddenly felt a buzzing in his brain, a loud ringing in his ears, and his head tilted.
Everything went dark before his eyes and he fell headfirst onto Ben.
That's how he died.
The car rushed into the center of the street.
With a squeak, it suddenly stopped at the gate of the Hongjiu Fist Arena.
There is a circle of white wall outside the dojo. In a hidden position in the corner of the wall, a team of four or five gunmen are guarding here.
I saw an unknown intruder driving the car towards me all of a sudden.
The team leader took out a grenade, leaned out half of his body and threw it over. Soon, an explosion was heard not far away.
The entire team quickly rushed out from the corner, pulling out their pistols and ready to shoot and kill the enemy. However, a huge shadow flew rapidly in the air and completely enveloped them. It was a car!
The gunman gave Kaxiu a grenade, and Kaxiu returned the gift with a Noble George Square Car produced in the year 107 of the Federation calendar.
boom!
The huge black shadow smashed down heavily in front of the gunman's terrified eyes.
Pah, kacha, ahhh…
The sound of broken bones and screams suddenly rang out. Several unlucky guys were smashed into pulp, and the only one standing farther away was also knocked away. His back was pressed against the wall and he kept coughing up blood in pain. It seemed that his internal organs were injured and he might not live long.
The location at the entrance of the dojo.
Rune opened his mouth but said nothing. In fact, his black square-head car was very expensive. It would be too extravagant to use it to hit people.
Bang, bang, bang, bang…
Amid the sound of gunfire, a hand was placed on Rune's shoulder. Kashu's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
"I'll leave these gunmen outside to you. They should be fine."
"I'm going to go in and enjoy myself..."
There was no change in his tone, but his words were inexplicably creepy. Rune nodded.
He weakly reminded her: "Don't kill the wrong person."
"I see."
Kaxiu took a few steps forward, stretched his back, and shook all his muscles. Suddenly, seven or eight bullets fell down, ding- ...
Guns have absolutely no effect on him...
Rune looked at the back of the man in front of him. Kaxiu strode towards the dojo. Every time he took a step, a cloud of red steam seemed to rise up around his boots. In a few blinks, his whole body was covered by dense red steam, as if he was walking in the fog. His figure was slightly twisted, like a giant human-shaped fierce bird.
Rune took a deep breath.
He knows.
Many people are going to die at the Red Eagle Fist headquarters today.
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Inside the dojo, in the area closest to the gate, the Fifth Elder and his apprentice were walking on the road, glancing at the black-clad gunmen passing by. The young man couldn't help but frown and asked, "Teacher, is this really the right thing for us to do..."
"We will cooperate with the people of the Evil Eye Fist, just in case the old master comes back... and the Second Elder and his people are ours after all..."
The fifth elder suddenly raised his hand to interrupt the young man: "Stubborn people who fail to recognize the situation will be crushed. What I want to tell you is that we are not cooperating with the Evil Eye Fist."
"We are cooperating with the entire East Nine Gates!"
"What can an old man who has gone astray do to Dongjiumen? Michael, you have to understand the situation clearly."
He glanced at his disciple and shook his head slightly. The Fifth Elder was very disappointed that he still remembered the old friendship when he changed his sect.
"Go and call your fellow apprentice Nava over..."
"Yes." The young man nodded and then walked along the left side of the road, which led directly to the eastern half of the Red Eagle Fist Dojo.
Sudden.
"Who is it?"
Bang!
Kacha!
ah!
A series of screams came from the gun squad that had just passed by, and the fifth elder turned his head abruptly. He saw a black shadow flashing through the squad like lightning on the road in the distance.
It was like the shadows reflected between the gunmen. Every shot would take a person's life. The fifth elder's eyes widened in an instant, his whole body shook, and his blood rushed with power.
He stretched out his limbs and was about to assume a basic fighting stance.
Swish.
The shadow that was still more than ten meters away suddenly appeared in front of him. The fifth elder slightly bent his right hand, and before he could even make a defensive posture, the man was already standing quietly in the space formed by the arm.
Phew!
The finger drew a thin red line in the air, and the blood thread went around the Fifth Elder's neck. A head was easily taken off, with a horrified expression on his face.
The man holding the head took a look and threw it away.
The headless body fell to the ground with a thud.
A group of White Rose gunners rushed over and saw this scene, and immediately raised their guns and fired. The leader of the group was holding a submachine gun, and the bullets quickly formed a barrage in the air.
All the bullets were fired out from the muzzle, making a uniform sound, and then all shot towards one point.
Kaxiu still stood there, but he stretched out his hands, the nails of his index fingers flashing with ruby-like light. Slightly moving up and down in the air, two red dots flitting across the air seductively.
Bullets bang bang bang hit him all over his body.
Kaxiu's expression did not change at all. He retreated without even a tremor, like a heavy and stiff statue.
"One finger corresponds to one death tooth?"
He muttered something incomprehensible to himself, and the next second, he left behind a shadow, and whooshed across a distance of more than ten meters.
In the magnified eye of the gunman, Kashu's left hand tapped and brushed across the arm holding the gun with his fingers like conducting a symphony.
A red light flashed, and the arms of the three gunmen were cut off.
The gun fell to the ground with a thud.
Before they could scream.
Kaxiu stretched his right hand forward again, and a bewitching and ferocious red line slowly passed over their necks, spinning slightly.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Several human fountains burst into blood flowers that appeared once in a lifetime.