The moment the gunfire rang out, Lao Yang closed his eyes, thinking he was dead.
However, what surprised him was that the next second he found that he was still alive.
On the contrary, Dali let out a muffled groan.
A flower of blood spattered from Dali's left shoulder. He covered his injured shoulder and took several steps back. His back hit a broken wall, causing a hole in the wall.
"Uh!" Dali raised his head angrily, with a look of surprise on his face.
Lao Yang also opened his eyes in surprise: "Xiaodie, why did you..."
In the darkness, Su Xiaodie's figure slowly walked out.
Her face was stern, her mouth was pursed tightly, and the hand holding the gun was trembling slightly.
Faint white smoke floated out from the muzzle of the gun. The shot just now was fired by Su Xiaodie.
Su Xiaodie saw that Lao Yang's life was in danger. She was kind-hearted, so why did she watch Lao Yang sacrifice himself to save herself?
So at this critical moment of life and death, Su Xiaodie stepped forward and hit her hard to catch him off guard.
In fact, Su Xiaodie's gun was originally intended to blow up Dali's head.
But after all, this was her first actual combat, and she was under a lot of pressure, so it was inevitable that she would be a little nervous.
In addition, the surroundings were pitch black and visibility was very low, so it was understandable that the target would be misaligned.
Dali was shocked and angry. He always thought that Su Xiaodie was just a rabbit waiting to be caught, but he forgot the ancient saying that rabbits will bite when they are anxious. He never thought that Su Xiaodie was hiding in the darkness.
, and never expected that at this time, Su Xiaodie did not run away in fright, but instead raised a gun and shot at herself.
In the past few years, Dali has been traveling all over the country, and the number of people who have died in his hands is not more than a hundred or dozens, but no one has ever been able to hurt him. But today, he was inexplicably injured by a little girl. He was so angry that he couldn't hold back his anger.
In his chest, Dali's eyes were spitting fire.
Su Xiaodie pulled the trigger again, bang - bang -
Bullets were fired at Dali one after another, drawing an arc of death in the darkness.
However, Dali is a super master after all.
The first shot that hit him was purely by surprise. It would be very difficult to hurt him again now.
Although Dali is fierce and tall, and looks like a fool on the outside, he is actually more agile than anyone else. His reaction speed is comparable to that of a cheetah. The moment Su Xiaodie clicked his finger, he also did
Made an evasive maneuver.
Roaring vigorously, he fell backwards with all his strength. Half of the wall was completely broken by him, and he rolled over and rolled into the ruins.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The bullets fired one after another all hit the broken tiles and bricks, causing sparks to fly.
Su Xiaodie was a little panicked, yelling loudly, pulling the trigger with all her strength and shooting randomly.
She seemed to want to vent all the fear and resentment in her heart.
"Xiaodie! Stay calm! Xiaodie, don't waste bullets, stay calm!" Lao Yang struggled to get up, flew open the broken bedroom door, turned around and shouted to Su Xiaodie: "Xiaodie
, go quickly!”
Su Xiaodie quickly used up one magazine, reloaded a new magazine, then turned around and ran out of the room.
Wow!
Dali's tall dinosaur-like body emerged from the pile of rubble, and the broken bricks and other things rolled down from his body.
His left shoulder was stained red with blood, and it was also covered with a layer of plaster, which was mixed with the blood and stuck together.
To be honest, being shot at close range was a relatively serious injury.
After all, bullets are deadly things.
The bullet shattered Dali's left shoulder bone and got stuck in the bone gap.
If it were an ordinary person, I would probably faint from the pain.
But Dali acted as if nothing was wrong and allowed the blood to flow freely.
Pain seemed to be a very numb thing to him.
Of course, this is closely related to Dali's physical fitness.
Since childhood, Dali has received various cruel fighting trainings to improve his resistance ability.
His first anti-beating training was to withstand the blows of the stick, and the stick as thick as his arm whirred on his back like a wind wheel. In the end, a total of forty-three sticks were broken, and even the torturers
I couldn't stand it anymore. Dali's entire back was beaten to pieces, the skin was torn, and blood was flying everywhere. He lay on the bed for more than half a month.
Later, his anti-beating training became more and more terrifying each time.
Once, he was covered with fifty-two shining sharp knives, like a bleeding hedgehog.
From then on, even the training instructors did not dare to beat or scold him.
In their words, Dali is neither a human nor a beast, but a machine!
Yes, it’s a machine!
A cold, heartless steel robot that feels no pain!
Later, Dali even had someone run over him with an off-road vehicle.
The car body shook, but Dali was unscathed.
When you reach this state, what you are studying vigorously is no longer simply the ability to resist blows, but the most mysterious skill in traditional Chinese martial arts - Hard Qigong.
Hard Qigong stunts are one of the precious legacies of Chinese martial arts, a treasure of our country’s traditional national culture.
The history of the development of Chinese martial arts proves that Hard Qigong is indeed an effective practice method created by the working people of our country in the continuous military struggle and production practice to strengthen the muscles and bones, defend themselves and defeat the enemy. Since ancient times, various types of boxing have been used in the martial arts world.
All sects retain profound hard qigong skills. However, due to the long-term conservative bad habits of the martial arts world and specific historical reasons, with the development of Chinese martial arts to this day, hard qigong is only passed down by a very small number of martial arts masters and their proud disciples, and most of them have been passed down.
It is revered as a "magic weapon that holds the mountain" and a "housekeeping skill", so it is difficult for the world to see its true appearance.
Among them, "Shaolin Temple's Golden Bell Magic Kung Fu" is particularly famous for its miraculous skills and often appears in various martial arts films.
Roughly speaking, Hard Qigong further enhances the pain tolerance and cell density strength of the exercised part through special breathing and exhalation methods and physical resistance training. Physically, through exercise, the density is increased to enhance the mass and pressure.
Endurance, biologically altered cellular strength through exercise.
Human potential is astonishing. With a little development and utilization, the energy that bursts out is huge.
And Dali is a "superman" who has developed a certain potential.
In fact, there was a group of orphans who were secretly training in hard qigong at that time, and Dali was just one of them.
But in the end, only Dali succeeded.
In addition to extra hard work and luck, talent is also very important.
Many people couldn't bear the resistance training and died as a result.
Others fail in the final stage of practice.
For example, there was a friend who was doing sword-cleaving training, and half of his head was cut off by a whirlwind knife.
Thick plasma and white brain matter spurted out and splashed on the nearest friend, that friend was Dali.
Dali's face didn't change, he calmly wiped away the blood splashing on his face, and said calmly: "I'll do it!"
Okay, I've gone a bit far, and the camera goes back to the bedroom.
Lao Yang and Su Xiaodie had already stumbled downstairs. They saw Dali took a deep breath and then spit it out forcefully. Then he took another breath and spit it out again. Repeated this several times, hum ha ha,
After humming, the muscles on Dali's body swelled like inflated plastic, his eyes were red, his body temperature rose rapidly, and there was a faint red light flowing on his skin.
"Ahh!"
Dali struck hard with both palms, opened his mouth, and let out a breath of true energy.
At this moment, the muscles on Dali's body were as hard as steel plates. Even if a knife was struck on them, they would make a tinkling sound and even sparks would fly.
The current Dali doesn't look like a human being at all, but looks like a robot. It feels a bit like the robot in "Future Soldier".
"Ah -" Dali suddenly let out an angry roar, raised his right hand, and slapped his left shoulder hard.
boom!
Amidst the muffled sound, dust flew into the air.
The bullet embedded in the shoulder bone was blown out and fell to the ground with a clatter.
At the same time, there was a wisp of black blood flying out.
He stretched out two fingers vigorously, clamped both sides of the shoulder bone, and squeezed hard.
There was a clicking sound, and the larger cracks and openings on the bones were squeezed shut by him, leaving only some broken small bones stuck in the middle.
The whole process was unbearably painful even if it was an operation, not to mention that this guy actually did it while he was completely conscious. There was not even the slightest expression of pain on his face, as if he couldn't feel any pain at all.
He twisted his head and slowly turned his arms twice.
Although the shoulder is still broken, for Dali, this basically won't affect his actions much.
"Huha!"
With a loud shout, he actually waved his injured left arm and punched the opposite wall with a punch, making a big hole in the wall, exposing the reinforced concrete inside.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!"
Stretch your arms vigorously, like a gorilla beating its chest proudly.
Facing the vast sky, Dali's voice was as terrifying as the god of death: "No one can escape from my hands alive! No one! Huha!"
Dali suddenly started running with all his strength. Every time he landed, the ground would sink half an inch. The concrete floor was actually crushed by his gravity.
After leaving a series of messy... uh... cement footprints, Dali stretched out his arms, like a big eagle fluttering its wings, and jumped straight down from the edge of the window sill, like a robot, landing with a thump.
In the garden outside the first floor, I knelt down on one knee, and there was a pit about ten centimeters deep under my knee.
Su Xiaodie was suddenly startled, and looked back, only to see Dali falling not far behind them, and her face turned pale with fright.
Lao Yang grabbed Su Xiaodie's arm and said: "Xiaodie, don't stop, run! Run!"
