Yuan Danqing suddenly took action like a furious dragon, carrying a force of wind and thunder. He held the spear tightly with one hand and stabbed Zhang Xinlan in the throat.
Immediately, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the color of the world changed!
His sudden action made Zhang Xinlan, who was holding the gun, completely stunned.
She couldn't tell where Yuan Danqing found this two-meter-long spear.
She couldn't understand why Yuan Danqing was so fast.
She couldn't see even more clearly how Yuan Danqing rushed over. She only felt that her eyes were blurred, and the spear like a swimming dragon was approaching. A cold and biting wind blew her hair all over her head, like hunting.
It's like blowing on a super powerful hair dryer.
Buzz!
The spear with its silvery glow under the hall lights was like a living thing. The barrel of the gun buzzed and looked very scary. The head of the gun released a strong murderous intention, shattering Zhang Xinlan's psychological defenses.
In almost an instant, Zhang Xinlan's hand on the trigger relaxed.
She lost the ability to resist, let alone the urge to resist. The cold light in her bright eyes grew larger and clearer——
Han Xiaoyi's little cherry mouth opened and she stared at the scene in the living room in disbelief. Frankly speaking, she was completely stunned.
Guns have no effect on masters of this level!
Han Xiaoyi finally understood the meaning of Lin Ze's words!
Not to mention how accurate a normal person's marksmanship is, and whether he can hit the enemy's master with one shot. Just the murderous aura and aura released by this master's angry counterattack can completely crush normal people. Ordinary people.
psychological defense line.
shot?
Maybe it can be fired. But the chance of hitting a master with this monster level is almost zero! Unless you are a master with extremely accurate marksmanship, in a state of confusion, it will be difficult to hit a master with a sensitivity that reaches the limit of human beings with one shot.
In fact, Zhang Xinlan did not see the entire process of Yuan Danqing's action. However, Han Xiaoyi saw it clearly.
Not only could she see it clearly, she could also describe it in detail:
When Zhang Xinlan shouted and pointed the gun at Yuan Danqing's back, the terrifying master was stunned for a moment. Then when he found someone pointing the gun at him, his face suddenly turned cold.
Qing Yundan's eyes are fierce!
He doesn't seem to like being pointed at a gun!
From the time this master appeared until now, even when he was punched in the chest by Lin Ze, his expression did not change much, and he even dealt with it calmly. But when Zhang Xinlan pointed a gun at his back.
He is angry. He is crazy!
He pulled out the fifty-centimeter soft gun from his waist, and then with a shake of his arm, the soft gun suddenly expanded to more than two meters. It looked like a living creature, scurrying toward Zhang Xinlan like a poisonous snake.
Hit her throat!
The face of the eldest lady of the Han family was full of worry. She swallowed her saliva involuntarily. She grasped the cushion tightly with her little hands, not daring to express her anger!
Zhang Xinlan almost gave up resistance.
Seeing the spear stabbing her suddenly and zooming in on her retina, her whole body froze.
The last line of defense in my heart has completely collapsed.
However, she was not nervous or scared at all. On the contrary, at this moment, she felt an indescribable peace in her heart.
Why do you feel this way?
Zhang Xinlan didn't know, she even felt a little relieved.
Yes, it is liberation.
Work pressure, life burden, emotional frustration!
Zhang Xinlan was very tired, her body was tired, her heart was even more tired, and all kinds of pressure made it difficult for her to breathe. It might be a good choice to end her life like this.
At least, his death was worthwhile, not only to maintain law and order, but also to protect the man who made his heart beat-even if this man did not accept his care.
No matter what, at this moment, Zhang Xinlan felt peaceful in her heart. Except for some regrets, Zhang Xinlan didn't regret much, nor was she very sad.
What would it be like to feel like dying?
Zhang Xinlan closed her eyes and waited for death as if resigned to her fate.
A few seconds later, the coldness and tingling sensation that should have appeared in the throat did not come. Instead, a crisp crashing sound came from the ear.
bite!
As soon as the sound of the collision was heard, someone grabbed her around the waist and threw her violently. Zhang Xinlan was like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into the sofa in the distance.
thump.
Zhang Xinlan opened her eyes and saw a cute and beautiful face. She knew this was the eldest lady of the Han family.
But, why did I end up lying on the sofa?
She slowly raised her head and looked towards the center of the living room——
Lin Ze didn't know when he held the blade that had cut her finger. The blade stuck on the head of the gun. The other hand was holding the gun body, and he was in a stalemate with the furious Yuan Danqing.
In addition, Zhang Xinlan also discovered a wound on Lin Ze's chest. Blood was pouring out of the wound, dripping onto the ground, dyeing the white floor red.
It can be seen that this wound was pierced by the tip of the gun!
"What's going on?" Zhang Xinlan turned to ask the nervous Han Xiaoyi.
"What's going on?" Han Xiaoyi asked intently.
"Why am I sitting here?" Zhang Xinlan frowned. "Did Lin Ze push me over?"
"Um."
"The gunshot wound on his chest——" Zhang Xinlan asked with a slightly trembling voice.
"There was a moment of shock just now, when the gun head was almost piercing your throat, Lin Ze suddenly took action, flicked the gun head away with a knife and stood in front of you, but Baima Ke suddenly turned over and shot again, stabbing you fiercely——"
Han Xiaoyi sighed softly. "Because you were behind him, if he avoided it, you would be stabbed in the hole by the gunshot. So he used the toy-like knife to block the spear, and threw you over, but he himself was shot
Pierced a hole—"
Zhang Xinlan's eyes were red, her mouth was pursed and she was speechless. She just looked nervously towards the living room, not daring to express her anger.
Lin Ze's chest was bleeding continuously, but his expression was resolute and unaffected by the injury. He pursed his lips and looked directly at Yuan Danqing with his dark eyes.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Blood dripped onto the floor, and the clock on the wall made a ticking sound.
Suddenly.
Yuan Danqing moved.
He held the gun body with his right arm, and with a flick of his left arm, the silver-white spear suddenly swung and made a thick buzzing sound!
Keng!
The gun tip swung away the blade and stabbed Lin Ze in the heart!
"Hey!"
Lin Ze flipped back in the air to avoid the gun blade. Before he even landed, the blade in his hand shot out like a laser!
The next second, Lin Ze's legs landed on the ground and his waist bent. Then he kicked off his feet and shot up like a cheetah!
Sonorous!
When Yuan Danqing was about to shoot away the blade, the blade suddenly wrapped around the gun body, causing the gun to change direction.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Ze's figure had arrived, and his blood-covered fist suddenly shot out, hitting Yuan Danqing's heart.
Bang!
Yuan Danqing was caught off guard and was hit by a punch, spurting out a blood arrow. His body immediately staggered back.
However, when he stepped back, the two-meter-long silver gun shortened and returned to its original length of fifty centimeters!
"snort!"
The pale-faced Yuan Danqing stepped forward. After barely stabilizing his body, he rushed forward as if there were springs in his body. The short gun in his hand also stabbed Lin Ze like a poisonous snake.
As fast as he retreated, he advanced quickly. In almost an instant, Lin Ze faced life and death danger again!
avoid?
There is no way to avoid it!
At this moment, Lin Ze was covered in scars and his physical strength was declining rapidly. He didn't even know how many minutes he could last!
spell?
The blade has been lost!
Do we have to fight with flesh and blood?
However, as Yuan Danqing was the invincible duel king in the three northeastern provinces, how could he give Lin Ze too much time to think?
The devastating spear tip was like a judge's pen, piercing Lin Ze with lightning.
"ah--"
Han Xiaoyi covered her mouth in panic, almost daring not to look at this terrible and bloody scene.
Zhang Xinlan clenched her fists. She had made up her mind. If Lin Ze had any shortcomings, she would catch this perverted master even if she risked her life! Even if she traveled to the ends of the world, she would not let this murderer go!
Even the priest and the butcher, who were sitting on the sofa panting, couldn't bear to look at this cruel side and closed their eyes silently.
Phew!
The spear tip stabbed through without reservation. However, Lin Ze turned slightly and the stabbed area was no longer Yuan Danqing's expected heart, but the left shoulder close to the heart——
As soon as the gun penetrated, blood spattered and a touch of coquettish crimson exploded.
The gun head pierced the shoulder blade and emerged from the back shoulder, completely penetrating Lin Ze's body and pinning him to the gun!
"Huh -" Yuan Danqing let out a long sigh, a look of relaxation flashed across his eyes, as if he thought Lin Ze had been completely defeated and lost his fighting ability.
"Uh-"
A large amount of blood came out of Lin Ze's mouth, stained his collar along the corners of his mouth, and sprayed on the floor. A sly smile appeared on his face as pale as paper.
Yuan Danqing couldn't help but frown when he saw this, and wanted to withdraw his spear and retreat!
He smelled a hint of danger. From Lin Ze's body, he suddenly felt a trembling fear.
He planned to step back, taking a few steps back at all costs to keep distance from this young man with a sly smile on his face.
However, he lost the opportunity to retreat.
When he stabbed Lin Ze's shoulder with a spear, he was completely plotted by Lin Ze!
Raise your right hand.
Lin Ze raised his right hand lightly and pressed Yuan Danqing's shoulder violently. Then, he pulled Yuan Danqing's body closer!
Phew!
Under this violent movement, the silver soft gun shot out again, and the gun body completely penetrated the body.
A large amount of blood came out of the wound, like an open faucet, flowing down the gun body to the tip of the gun, and then dripping onto the white floor!
"Well..."
Lin Ze spat out another mouthful of blood, and the sly smile on his paper-pale face became more intense, and a flash of light shone in his dark eyes covered by hair.
He slowly raised his head, raised a cruel and cold arc at the corner of his mouth, and said with a cold expression: "I don't know if you have heard of it. The Chinese military has a set of devilish training for building combat machines. This set of training has a total of ten
close."
"Someone will die during training at every level. Maybe they die accidentally during training, or maybe they die from pain."
"There are five people in China who have passed these ten levels. I am the fifth."
"Do you know what level 10 taught me?"
Yuan Danqing had a sullen face and wanted to break free from Lin Ze's right hand, but he found that Lin Ze's hand was like an iron hoop and he couldn't break free at all.
Lin Ze licked his lips that smelled of blood and said cruelly: "If necessary, in order to kill eight hundred enemies, you will lose eight thousand to yourself!"
