The voice was still spreading in the air, and the shadows of legs filled the sky filled everyone's vision, and the strong wind was blowing in their faces, making it hard for people to tell which one was real and which one was fake.
"Good time!" Wang Caozhi smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, and a brush appeared in his hand, pointing a little forward, with a sharp upward movement, and the brush was raised, which was the "dot" in the stroke.
Break the surface with a point!
Boo—
The shadows of legs all over the sky disappeared, and there was only one left, which collided with the writing brush impartially. In an instant, the face of the boss who rushed up changed drastically, and he flew out like an electric shock. He died without saying a word.
"Sorry, I haven't made a shot for a long time, and I made some mistakes!" Wang Caozhi bowed deeply.
"Revenge for the Second Master!"
I didn't realize that these little guys were quite loyal. They charged up with all kinds of weapons, aggressive and fierce in their eyes.
"Everyone has something to say! I'm just here—" Wang Caozhi was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
"Talk about your sister!" A sixty centimeter-long iron rod was struck on the head. The most terrifying thing about this man was not his strength, but his eyes, which were cold and violent, and his life was like a mustard.
"Impulse is the devil!" Wang Caozhi spoke slowly, but his movements were as fast as lightning. With a touch of the brush, a pool of blood bloomed, and the big man fell limply like a punctured balloon in an instant.
Wang Caozhi's posture is unrestrained, one step, one move, one move, one move, one move, one move, and one style, but so many people have no one to dodge, that kind of feeling, as if taking the initiative to send the vital point up.
"Everyone sit down, and we can talk properly." Wang Caozhi put away his pen and returned to the original place. A dozen big men fell down with a clatter.
Everyone has a part of their body that is injured, and just such a light touch can make people lose their combat effectiveness. The Wang family's acupuncture technique is well-deserved.
Yang Wujiang and You Mengshou both showed envious expressions.
"You are still in the mood to watch, people are calling at the door, I have carried it, and your faces are not good-looking." The boss is the last to appear, half of his head is bald, the hair on the left is gone, smooth as a mirror, the right His hair is sparse and not much, his face is dark and ugly, his eyes are slightly squinted, and he shoots sharp gazes.
Two pitch-black iron chains were wrapped around his arms, which made his somewhat short body look strong immediately.
"This gentleman has invited me, I am—" Wang Caozhi was polite.
"Your sister, please!" The bald man shouted sharply, but without seeing how he moved, the iron chain on his arm was automatically loosened, and he shot out, like two poisonous snakes, as fast as lightning, and he was in front of Wang Caozhi in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, figures rushed out of the buildings in all directions, and it could be seen from their movements and aura that they were all masters.
"Do you bully the few with the more?" Yang Wujiang took a step forward and blasted his fist with lightning.
boom-
The manhole cover picked up from nowhere was broken, his fist passed through the fragments, and pierced the enemy's stomach like a rotten tree. The enemy's knife had already reached Yang Wujiang's neck, but he had no strength to look any further. Wujiang drew out his fist and fell limply to the ground, his eyes quickly dimmed.
The sword light exploded, like a violent storm, and suddenly hit in all directions. The people who rushed up only felt a chill in their bodies. Before the pain sensory nerves realized where they were injured, their bodies had already fallen down involuntarily. You Mengshou moved his body and appeared in another On one side, eight corpses were left on the ground.
The pangolin was at the back. He was walking on the ground, and his defense was comparable to that of gold and stone. No matter what attack fell on him, it would be a drizzle for him. However, with his fist, he knocked people flying more than ten meters away.
Wang Caozhi and the bald man fought together, a long weapon, elusive, cunning and insidious, a short weapon as fast as lightning and thunder, and the fight was indistinguishable.
Wu Lili followed Liu Weian and did not make a move. Wang Yan was a very quiet person. After being rescued, she followed Liu Weian and others wherever they went, and never asked more questions.
About 200 meters away from the fight, people with different looks stood or sat together. These people are the bosses of several major forces. Usually you hit me and you hit you, but once a foreign enemy comes, they usually fight together. Externally, after the foreign land is settled, and then continue to fight in the nest, only when foreign enemies appear can these brains and brains gather together so quietly.
"These people are not simple." The bearded man's eyes flashed with brilliance. I have a thick body, great strength, and a bearded face, so I took such a nickname after imitating the leader of the Three Heroes. This nickname was given by himself and not by others. Outsiders usually call him Chimpanzee.
"Simple people don't dare to come here." The monk said disdainfully. The monk is a Shaolin monk, but unfortunately this guy is extremely talented in martial arts, but he doesn't abide by the rules, and was expelled from the sect. He simply went down the mountain and became a monk of wine and meat. For unknown reasons, he has not grown his hair, and the six incense ash ring seals on his head have not been removed.
"I bet these people won't live for three minutes." Taishan has a swollen face, is 2.2 meters tall, and is the largest of all people. He walks the line of strength, and no one dares to fight him. Lost a chicken leg on the table.
"I bet you." Wan Jinyou threw a pork knuckle on the table. He is very confident that pork knuckles are worth more than chicken legs.
Wanjinyou is relatively weak among all people. This person has good physical skills, and his ability to escape is first-class. When it comes to ammunition, medicine or other things, he usually has to go through his relationship.
"I'm in trouble." Sitting drinking tea is an old man in his seventies, with a long beard about thirteen centimeters long, with eyes, he looks like an old pedant from ancient times, but no one here dares to underestimate him He and those who despise him have become fertilizer.
Scholar, that's why everyone gave him the nickname. He doesn't teach, his education is only at the junior high school level, and he can't even write with a brush. It is impossible to teach, and it is impossible in this life. Everyone just looks at his image and temperament. When everyone heard his words, they all turned their attention away from the gambling game between Taishan and Wanjinyou. Seeing this, everyone was surprised.
On the street, when the people who rushed up saw Liu Weian taking out the sniper rifle, they all showed disdainful expressions. If the gun could solve the problem, this street would not exist anymore, and the police would have leveled it out a long time ago.
Working in the underworld is a very dangerous job, and the subordinates don't have much skills, so they don't dare to mix in this line of work, otherwise they will be killed in minutes. It can be said that the people here are all capable people, which is not too exaggerated, but ordinary guns can no longer threaten their lives, and they can know without using guns themselves. That's why it was funny to see Liu Weian holding a gun, but the next moment, they knew that they were wrong, outrageously wrong.
boom-
Unusually loud gunshots resounded throughout the long street, and a rushing shout flew back, the skull was overturned, and blood and brains were splashed in the air.
bang, bang, bang...
Liu Wei'an moved the muzzle of the gun, and flames spewed out one after another. In the distance, one after another, big men shot backwards and flew out. In the blink of an eye, there were more than 20 corpses with incomplete heads lying on the ground.
Seeing this, the speed of the impact slowed down, and some people hesitated. Liu Wei'an's expression was calm, his gaze was like lightning, no matter what identity the opponent used to dodge, it was useless, the only result he targeted was a headshot.
when-
The manhole cover was torn apart, and the bullet pierced through the neck of the big man behind, shooting into the distance with a smear of blood. These people are not too rich, and the shields are all manhole covers for the sewers, which cost nothing. But if it can stop ordinary bullets, how can it stop Liu Weian's special sniper rifle
There was a scream, and the bald head bounced off like an electric shock, hitting two of his subordinates in a row. After landing, he vomited blood and lost his breath in less than three seconds.
Without him as a roadblock, the speed of Liu Weian and his party increased immediately, within less than half a cup of tea, they had already advanced nearly tens of meters, leaving more than a hundred corpses behind. When Liu Wei'an looked up at the teahouse, these power masters jumped down one after another, making light of their bodies and competing with each other.
Wan Jinyou was the fastest, but after he landed, he rushed towards his subordinates, but Tai Shan rushed to the front, screaming like thunder.
A bright light flashed in Yang Wujiang's eyes, he accelerated suddenly, collided with Mount Tai in an instant, and broke apart at the touch of a finger.
With a scream, Tai Shan shot backwards, bumped into three younger brothers along the way, and all of them died of broken bones. He didn't stop until he hit the wall, and the wall shattered with a crash, revealing a big hole. Tai Shan lay limply on the ground, as if he had no bones. , bleeding from the seven orifices, already dead.
Seeing this situation, those power masters who were behind for a moment froze, and hesitated a little in their hearts, and Gao An's morale suddenly disappeared.
Bang—
The sound of the bow string vibrating spread in the air, and the screams rang out almost at the same time. Two power lords were pierced through the heart by arrows, and one power lord was blown to pieces. .
The sound of energy colliding reappeared, followed by figures flickering, You Mengshou remained motionless, while a power master retreated seven or eight meters, a line of blood expanded infinitely on his neck, two "ho ho" sounds came out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground dying of breath.
The sky darkened, and then returned to normal. Many people didn't know what happened, and thought it was just an illusion. Only a few people found that there was another person missing from the power master. The pangolin looked blank, expressionless, with an indifferent look, as if he wasn't the one who did it.
Liu Wei'an opened his bow again, the bow was like a full moon, it wasn't shot, and the rest of the dozens of faction masters all felt chills, as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake. Liu Wei'an was clearly only one person, but each of the dozen or so felt The feeling of being targeted at yourself was so absurd, yet so real.
No one dared to move, because there was only one movement. Under the opportunity, Liu Weian accumulated volcanic lava-like energy and exploded on him. There was a strange silence on the long street where he was fighting.