When reaching the peak level, pistol bullets are no longer a threat, but it is still very difficult to catch a rifle or even a sniper rifle, let alone catch dozens of bullets in a row.
However, Wang Tao's "hardened skin" played a big role, and it was much easier for him to pick it up than with his physical body.
After a round of shooting, the gangsters looked at the leisurely Wang Tao as if they had seen a ghost. Wang Tao opened his hand, and people were frightened to see the bullets in his hand.
Such a small piece, usually the call of death, is now lying in Wang Tao's hand like scrap metal.
It is so powerful that it makes people despair. Is this the strength of the ancient Chinese martial arts? I am afraid that even the masters cannot do this.
Shen Aoqing screamed excitedly, and Shen Chao took advantage of the chaos and quickly called the police.
Shen Aobing and Shen Yan both had their beautiful eyes fixed on the masked Wang Tao, and for a moment they had the illusion of escaping from death.
"One gun is nothing. We have dozens of guns. I think you can protect yourself, but can you protect these people in the Shen family?"
Erbai waved to his men, who all pointed guns at Wang Tao and the other Shen family members.
"Haha, this is the moment I've been waiting for. After you finish cumming, it's my turn."
Wang Tao started practicing Taoism at the age of ten, and he values fate. He cannot kill people casually without any reason. Now that these people are pointing guns at him, he has a reason to kill these people.
As he said this, he moved his hands randomly, and every time he moved his hand, someone screamed and fell to the ground.
You must know that his hands are full of warheads sent by the enemy.
The gangsters found people around them falling down, and their faces were all gray. Naturally, they were unwilling to sit still and wait for death. Some of them were about to pull the trigger, but as soon as they moved their fingers, their foreheads felt cold.
Then his eyes widened, he pressed his palms on the bloody hole on his forehead, and then he fell to the ground dead.
As more and more gangsters tried to pull the trigger, Wang Tao's hand moved faster and faster, like a music conductor conducting music that was about to reach climax.
All the people who pointed guns at Wang Tao fell down. The few who didn't fall down shed tears in pain and knelt down to beg for mercy. These were the ones who didn't point guns at Wang Tao, so he couldn't kill them directly.
"Do you want to call in all the sentries outside and the people in the back?"
Wang Tao took a few steps back and covered his nose. He looked at it lightly and was so frightened that his urine and feces flowed out.
"Please forgive me, my ancestors! Please forgive me, my ancestors."
Erbai knelt on the ground and drank blood from his forehead.
"Master! Can you... let him go?"
Li Xiaomao couldn't bear to glance at the fallen former brothers, and then frowned at Erbai who kept kowtowing.
"Didn't he just want to violate you? Why do you want to plead for him now?"
Wang Tao said and looked at Li Xiaomao.
"We are all poor children who have been abandoned since childhood. We know the hardships we endure best. Now that his brother is gone, I beg you to let him go."
After Li Xiaomao died once, it seemed as if all the evil in his heart had died.
"How about trading your virginity?"
Wang Tao deliberately tested Li Xiaomao to see whether her kindness was disguised or genuine. After all, she was a smart woman.
"What?"
Li Xiaomao's face turned red, and her stern face turned crimson. She lowered her head and pondered for a while, then nodded firmly.
"No, I object!"
Shen Aoqing quit at that time, her face turned red from suppressing it, and she stared at Li Xiaomao with dissatisfaction.
"Why?"
Li Xiaomao asked puzzledly. She regretted it as soon as she asked. Would this make her look impatient? Would she look like a slut?
Shen Aoqing did not expect that Li Xiaomao would ask such a question. She was hesitant and speechless. At this time, she saw Shen Aoqing and Shen Yan looking at each other with admiration. She turned her eyes and had an idea.
"Why do I insist on your virginity when my second sister and my aunt obviously have something?"
"Dead girl"
"soy Mujer"
The two of them were greatly embarrassed.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wang Tao quickly changed the topic. His hand shook, and a bullet shot out, hitting Erbai right in the middle of the chest.
If this point is broken, your vitality will be severely damaged. You will never have the energy to do bad things in ten or eight years.
"The death penalty can be forgiven, but the living crime is unavoidable. In addition, you should go back and return the remaining money to the Shen family, take your people and roll down the mountain."
Wang Tao said calmly to Li Xiaomao.
"yes."
Li Mao Mao was slightly stunned, but still asked the two of them to carry Erbai on their backs and quickly disappear from Wang Tao's sight along the retreat route.
"Just let them go like this?"
Shen Aoqing muttered unwillingly.
"Otherwise? Kill them all?"
Wang Tao glanced at Shen Aoqing angrily.
Shen Aoqing's face was stunned and then burst into ecstasy. The master was joking with her.
But this feeling was a bit familiar, like Wang Tao? When she thought of Wang Tao who died in the secret room, her heart felt a little heavy.
Wang Tao glanced at the dying Shen Jianmin. He had no reason to save the old fox.
"Okay, it's time for me to leave. The person in the secret room of the earth building must also be a member of the Shen family! He is not dead."
"That man has some martial arts talent. I will temporarily take him away and make him a registered disciple. From now on, no one can enter the earth building except the head of the Shen family."
After Wang Tao finished speaking, he walked into the earth building and re-entered the secret room. He planned to practice here for a while before talking.
When Shen Aobing heard that Wang Tao was not dead, she felt a little better.
He glanced at his dying grandfather and hurriedly had someone carry him down the mountain to seek medical treatment.
"Don't waste time. I know my own body."
Shen Jianmin's complexion returned to rosy, and he knew that he had returned to his former glory.
"You don't have to pretend to be sad. I know you don't like me very much, and you are even disappointed with my method of plotting against the Pearl."
Shen Jianmin smiled mockingly to himself. Mingzhu was his first wife and a descendant of a family of ancient doctors. Both of his ancient prescriptions were deceived from Mingzhu.
"Grandpa, stop talking. We all understand that you are here for our Shen family."
The corners of Shen Aobing's eyes were moist.
"Brother, stop talking, we will take you to the hospital right now."
Shen Yan looked at her elder brother with a complicated expression. This headstrong and scheming old man had only acted like a relative until now.
"No need! It's really no need. I'm sorry for you in this life. If I had strongly opposed it back then, you wouldn't have been a widow for more than ten years. But this time I have no regrets about Ao Bing."
The corners of the old man's eyes were moist, and he reached out tremblingly to hold Shen Aobing's hand.
"Dad! Stop talking and let me take you to the hospital! Our Shen family can't live without you."
Shen Chao stood aside with red eyes.
"I can't accompany the Shen family anymore. The Shen family sent me here today. After I leave, the fate of the Shen family will be in your hands. You must help Wang Tao with all your heart. He will lead the Shen family to a great rejuvenation. .”
As Shen Jianmin spoke, his eyes began to blur, and his realization began to distort.
"What? Assist Wang Tao?"
Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking that Shen Jianmin had made a mistake.
[Author's digression]: Do what you said back then still count? Li Xiaomao looked at Wang Tao shyly and asked.
Alas! I really want to count, but I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until that time.
Why? Li Mao Mao tilted his head and asked.
I'm afraid a retarded author won't be able to write at that time.
Li Xiaomao nodded in agreement, worried about his future fate.