More than a hundred years ago, the great master of Chinese martial arts died under the guns of foreigners.
More than a hundred years later, the great master of martial arts of the foreigners died at the gunpoint of the Chinese.
It has to be said that this is a great coincidence. Even Wang Chao has to admit that Wharton's Taijiquan has reached the point of perfection. No matter how fierce his attack is, he is understated by this white general. Knead and melt away, and counterattack.
In comparison, Zhou Binglin, the great master of Taijiquan in China, is obviously inferior, and does not have the realm and charm of Wharton.
Wharton shot Cheng Shanming five times in the face and the first shot in the shoulder. However, this white general was indeed very vigorous, and his skull was extremely hard. Although his face was bloody from the beating, he still didn't die.
Although he was not killed on the spot, he was shot five times in the face, and even a god could not save him. So Wharton is pretty much dead now.
Five bullets, in the shape of plum blossoms, were imprinted on Wharton's eyebrows, cheekbones, and the middle of the nose, deeply embedded in them, showing Cheng Shan's skill in firing guns like a god.
"Not good. What if the gunshots just now spread out? It would be a big trouble." Wang Chao was suddenly alert.
Cheng Shanming shook his head: "It doesn't matter, Chen Aiyang must have controlled the situation. It's just a group of high-level security guards outside. They pay for things. As long as Chen Libo can't speak, everything will be easy to handle."
"Okay, okay, Mr. Cheng is worthy of being the No. 1 gun king among the underworld in North America. It is said that as soon as any gun is in your hands, within 0.01 seconds, you can thoroughly familiarize yourself with the characteristics of the gun. With the best posture, Hit the target. And proficient in modification, all kinds of parts. Today I finally saw that Mr. Cheng's title of gun king is really worthy of the name."
A familiar voice came in from the door, it was Tang Zichen.
"This modified Desert Eagle has strong explosive power and fast firing speed. The penetrating power is also top-notch among guns, short and compact. If I change to other guns, I can't kill this guy this time, and even this time It was successful because of Master Wang Chao’s restraint. This man’s boxing skills are too terrifying and powerful. I finally seized this opportunity today. If he hides in the US military’s intelligence base tomorrow, my marksmanship will be a hundred times better Can't kill him either."
The sweat all over Cheng Shanming's body transpired into white mist, obviously because of the high concentration of the mind and the loss of physical strength caused by the tension of the whole body.
This master of gossip has already entered into energy transformation, and his physical strength is strong, but in such a short moment, the shooting of six guns actually made his face show fatigue.
How exhausting is this kind of spear technique!
As soon as Tang Zichen came in, he saw Wharton who had flung himself on the ground, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, walked forward, knelt down and said softly, "General Tang Lianxi, how many plans have you arranged to arrest and assassinate me over the years? I can't count it myself. Today I finally assassinate you once, you don't mind."
"Cheng... Wang... Bai... Kou, it's nothing... You now have Wang Chao as your right-hand man, like a tiger with wings..." Wharton seemed to be a little lucid, talking vaguely, his hands and feet were thumping vigorously, but it seemed as if the bullets had been fired. It penetrated into the skull and suppressed the central nervous system in the brain, making him unable to move all the time.
"Based on your martial arts cultivation, you shouldn't have died under the gun, but how many times have you arranged for me to be assassinated? I also had to arrange for firearms to kill you. Let me send you on your way. I hope you will be reincarnated into a Chinese in the next life." .”
Tang Zichen sighed softly, raised his palm, and slapped the white general on the head, bang! Wharton immediately fell silent and died.
This time, Tang Zichen completely destroyed his brain with dark energy, resulting in brain death.
Looking at all this, Wang Chao felt neither happy nor sad. He just recalled the battle with Wharton just now while he was shocked by Cheng Shan's shooting skills.
"If Cheng Shanming hadn't come out to disrupt the situation, I'm afraid it would be impossible for me to defeat this great master among the white people. The result would only be a struggle of physical strength. In the end, the result would be hard to say. But I can withdraw at any time, no more than fighting in the arena .”
People whose martial arts have reached the level of Wharton and Wang Chao, if they want to leave, almost no one in the world can stop them and catch up.
This kind of fighting on a narrow road is no better than fighting in the ring in front of everyone. Of course, you can't run away in the ring competition, and you have to fight to the end. When you meet on a narrow road, you can use Sun Tzu's Thirty Chapters of the Art of War at any time, and go first.
It can be said that if Wang Chao hadn't restrained Wharton this time, and then Cheng Shanming, the "North American gun king", made a sudden move, Wharton would still have escaped in all likelihood.
Cheng Shanming has participated in the spear art for ten years with the method of transforming strength, and he is almost the king of the world in terms of spear skills. No matter what country's special forces, super soldiers, mercenary sniper kings, etc., they will bow down in front of his miraculous shooting.
"If Tang Lianxi and I met on a narrow road, within 30 meters, he could basically finish me off. But outside of 100 meters, I have a 60 to 70% chance of finishing him."
Cheng Shanming rested and calmed down, and the hand holding the gun shook. The heavy pistol, which was more than half a foot long and shone in tungsten steel, slid into his sleeve and disappeared as if by magic.
Thirty meters is a battle against a master like Wang Chao. The effective distance of the dodge pounce is close to the body, and the power of Cheng Shanming's gun will be greatly reduced. And one hundred meters, no matter what kind of master it is, can't rush over in an instant, but this distance is within the range of the gun, so it is impossible to escape Cheng Shanming's target.
In the chaotic society of North America, Cheng Shanming, as a Chinese, has firmly established himself and created a huge industry. Relying solely on Baguazhang's dexterity is not enough.
Just as General Wharton died and Tang Zichen, Cheng Shanming, and Wang Chao were chatting, footsteps sounded outside again, and then the door opened wide, and a man and two women walked in.
That man, whom Wang Chao knew very well, was Chen Aiyang, and one of the girls, whom Wang Chao also knew, was Chen Aiyang's younger sister, Chen Bin. As for the other girl, she had jet-black smooth and shiny hair coiled up high, a melon-seeded face, phoenix eyes, and thin eyebrows. She was wearing a female suit. She had a temperament similar to Zhang Tong's, like the president of a large company.
But Wang Chao didn't know this girl. But the next moment, the girl reported her identity, because she yelled at Cheng Shan: "Father, I have settled everything. Some people in the Chen family have been brought under control."
"Master Wang, this is my son and daughter Xiaohui." Cheng Shanming introduced Wang Chao, knowing that he didn't know him.
"Cheng Xiaohui? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere?" Wang Chao was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered: "When I talked to Liu Qing about North American Cheng's Optical Group, Liu Qing told me."
"Wang Chao, you're here!" As soon as Chen Bin came in, her eyes immediately searched flexibly. In an instant, she saw Wang Chao, who was dressed in black and covered his head, leaving only two eyes. Although Wang Chao was covered, she still recognized him and cried out in surprise.
It was only then that Wang Chao remembered that he was still wearing a hood, pulled it off, and felt that his breathing was smooth.
"Hey! You killed him?" Chen Aiyang saw Chen Libo who was breathless on the bed, there was still a trace of sentimentality in his eyes.
"What's the matter? This old guy can only use us. Back then, our brothers and sisters were living on the streets. As the elder of the family, did he take care of us? Later, brother, you became famous, so he sent someone to retrieve it and let you To be a thug, isn't he going through life and death to work for him?"
Chen Bin said angrily.
Chen Aiyang nodded.
"Don't say anything extra, first send a few people to move the bodies of Wharton and the two white men outside, set up an assassination scene, and create the illusion of being attacked outside. Then inform the police, anyway, Wharton is a secret operation, he His identity is also secret, he is not a celebrity. His death will not cause a sensation. Even if the United States wants to investigate, it must first negotiate. Mr. Chen, you have been in contact with the high-level officials in Singapore. Let them handle this matter. Pimp. First, it is to stabilize the situation of the Chen family, control the flow of a large amount of funds, so as not to lose. Make the situation passive. As for the old man, he suffered a heart attack and died of ineffective rescue. Before he died, he made a will and called Mr. Chen you Inherit all the inheritance. As for the lawyer next to the old man, Mr. Chen must have already taken care of it."
Cheng Xiaohui seemed to be an excellent conspirator, and arranged the aftermath in an orderly manner.
"Okay, I finally killed this Tang Lianxi, and I think Singapore's higher-ups will be very happy. Whatever it is, push it to me." Tang Zichen closed his eyes and said: "Tang Xilian is dead, I finally let go. Little brother, let's go, the rest depends on your ability, Chen Aiyang, the Chen Group is now in your hands, and there are still many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future. Don't forget our plan."
"The plan is going on as usual, and I will withdraw the funds in ten days. I have already received the support of the Li family. There is no problem with the aftermath of the Chen family's property." Chen Aiyang looked at Tang Zichen, and then at Wang Chao, with a flash of inadvertence in his eyes lost.
"Of course, the Li family would like to see you in charge of the Chen family. It's better than those useless wretches." Tang Zichen and Wang Chao walked out side by side.