Cheng Ming's pistol fired again, and Feilun disappeared in a whoosh the moment the gun rang out.
Bang, bang, bang! There were messy footsteps on the roof in the distance. It was obvious that Feren was running away quickly, but only the footsteps could be heard, and his figure could not be seen at all.
Zhang Qiang jumped off the roof and came to Cheng Ming. "You..." He looked her up and down, and his eyes stopped on Cheng Ming's pistol, "Where did you get the gun?"
"Stop asking, get rid of the roots and don't let him escape." Cheng Ming said as he put away his pistol, because at this time Yan Yanqiu and Qin Churou had been awakened and were opening the door and walking out.
Zhang Qiang nodded, turned around and jumped onto the roof, took out a magic talisman and threw it into the air. Swish! The talisman turned into a phantom bird in the wind, dragging a long red light and flying forward.
This is a tracking talisman. Once it locates the blood trail shed by Faerun, it can be traced all the way.
A few hundred meters away, Feilun's escape technique had failed. Not only was his figure revealed, but his running speed had also slowed down significantly. His left arm was now broken and he had gunshot wounds, so after running for a while, he could no longer support himself.
Living.
Plop!
Fearon stepped on the air and fell from the roof. There was a dark alley below. Before he could get up, a red light fell from the sky and hovered above his head in an instant.
Looking at Zhang Qiang's tracking talisman, Feilun's face was already ashen. He touched his right hand on his waist and found a dagger in his hand. He raised his hand and waved it vigorously a few times, but saw the shining red bird.
It shook slightly and disappeared with a bang. At the same time, a black shadow fell in front of Feilun, and Zhang Qiang arrived.
"A moth flying into a flame seeks death." Zhang Qiang looked at Feilun coldly, "If you want to kill me, you alone are not enough."
"Hmph!" Feilun snorted coldly, "If you didn't have help, you would have died in my hands."
"Not necessarily." Zhang Qiang shook his head.
"Really? Then do you dare to try again?"
A smile appeared on Zhang Qiang's face, "Do you think I'm as stupid as you? I suffered a loss once and I have to suffer a second time." Bang! Zhang Qiang's move was like lightning, and he grabbed Feilun's right hand holding the knife.
With five fingers, the dagger fell to the ground.
"I'm stupid..." Feilun looked into Zhang Qiang's eyes, "But if you dare to kill me, then you are even stupider than me. Because I am the young master of the Sheng clan, if you kill me, the whole
No one in Qimen will let you go!"
"This sounds familiar. Do you people from Qimen like to talk like this?" Zhang Qiang's hand pinched Feilun's neck, and Feilun's eyes instantly rolled up.
"You...you can't kill me..." Realizing that Zhang Qiang was not afraid of these words, Feilun's expression instantly became frightened. "I...I am the young master."
The master..."
Click!
Zhang Qiang had already broken Feilun's neck. He smiled coldly and said, "Don't talk about the young sect leader. Even the sect leader, the chief sect leader, I won't hesitate to kill him!"
He stood up and lifted up the Demonic Bone Palm. After a few seconds, a pile of black powder appeared on the ground. He kicked it a few times and the powder flew around. Several grains of blue light appeared on the ground.
Zhang Qiang bent down to pick up one and looked at it carefully. He found that it was a bullet's warhead, which was exactly the same as the one that shot into his shoulder last time. Especially the special smell with a faint herbal smell on it, it smelled very familiar.
Zhang Qiang frowned slightly.
The warheads of these bullets should contain special substances, otherwise they would have been transformed by the Bone-Transforming Demonic Palm. After thinking about it, Zhang Qiang picked up the remaining warheads, put them into his pocket together, jumped up, and disappeared on the roof.
superior......
In Tingxiang Garden, Cheng Ming was still standing in the yard. At this moment, she saw a figure flickering, and Zhang Qiang had appeared in front of her.
"Have you caught up?" Cheng Ming asked softly.
Zhang Qiang nodded and glanced around. He didn't see Yan Yanqiu and Qin Churou. Just when he was about to ask, he saw Cheng Ming make a silent gesture, and then whispered: "I asked them to go back to sleep, what are they doing?"
I didn’t see them either. But those corpses are still lying there, what are you going to do with them?"
"I have a way." Zhang Qiang glanced at Cheng Ming, "You...your gun..."
"What gun? This gun?" Cheng Ming suddenly raised his hand, and a long-barreled revolver appeared in his hand. It was the gun of Feilun. Zhang Qiang now had the conditions to react when he saw the gun.
Cheng Ming winced and laughed, "Look, this gun is in my hand now, what are you afraid of?"
"Gu nainai, now I know how powerful you are." Zhang Qiang patted his chest, "Put this gun away quickly, lest I have a heart attack. By the way, have you done any research on bullets?" Zhang Qiang took it from his pocket.
He took out the bullet and handed it to Cheng Ming. "There's nothing scary about this gun. What's scary is these bullets. If I get shot by it, it will be useless no matter how powerful I am."
"Really?" Cheng Ming looked at the bullet in his hand, and the expression on his face seemed to be confused for a moment. At this time, Zhang Qiang had already jumped on the roof again, turned several corpses into powder, kicked them away and jumped again
After returning to the courtyard and cleaning up the corpses in front and behind the house, I listened carefully to what was going on outside.
It was quiet all around and no one could be heard.
Tingxiang Garden is surrounded by shops and is deserted at night, so the gunshots just woke up Yan Yanqiu and Qin Churou and did not attract the attention of others.
When I returned to Cheng Ming, I saw her smelling the bullets. Seeing Zhang Qiang coming, she asked quietly: "Are you ready?"
Zhang Qiang nodded.
"How to deal with it?" Cheng Ming was very curious when she saw Zhang Qiang coming and going in just a few minutes.
"You'd better not know." Zhang Qiang smiled slightly and asked, "Can you see what this bullet is made of?"
Cheng Ming shook his head: "I can't tell, but it should contain very special herbal ingredients. But I have never smelled this kind of herbal smell. It's so strange."
Zhang Qiang nodded: "It's strange."
Cheng Ming glanced at Zhang Qiang and asked, "Who are they? Why do they want to kill you?"
"Qimen, have you heard of it?"
The deep color on Cheng Ming's face changed slightly, and she opened her mouth and seemed to stop talking. Zhang Qiang looked at her expression and asked: "Why, have you heard of this sect?"
"Come into the room and talk." Cheng Ming glanced around, turned and entered Zhang Qiang's room. Zhang Qiang quickly followed in and closed the door...
