It is normal for mercenaries to shoot in the back. It is not a martial arts competition but a gentleman's demeanor.
The distance was only five meters, and Nicholas used a large-caliber pistol. The speed of the bullet after it came out of the chamber reached more than 400 meters per second.
At this distance, it is impossible to escape.
Everyone was waiting for Lan Ling to die from the gun.
However……
On the side of Lan Ling's head, his palm clenched with lightning.
Suddenly...
Hold the bullet in your hand alive.
Lan Ling took a look at the bullet. Nicholas used the most vicious warhead. Once it hits the target, the entire warhead will directly shatter and explode, leaving a huge wound on the human body and even completely smashing the internal organs.
The whole audience was shocked at first, why was Lan Ling not killed?
Immediately after everyone saw the warhead in his hand, they suddenly felt extremely ridiculous and unreal?
Catching bullets with bare hands?
This... this... this is impossible?
What's going on?
Surface magic, right?
No matter how advanced the martial arts in this world is, it is impossible to catch bullets with bare hands? This completely transcends the realistic theme and enters the fantasy world?
Is this the world of the movie "Kung Fu"? Lan Ling is not the Fire Cloud Evil God, so how can he catch the bullet?
The mercenary Nicholas didn't believe this scene at all, so he chose to open fire again.
"Bang bang bang bang..." He fired desperately at Lan Ling and shot all the remaining seven bullets. He never believed that Lan Ling could really catch the bullets with his bare hands.
But the next second...
There were seven more warheads in Lanling's hand.
You can really catch bullets with your bare hands!
This... this is so weird, this is hell!
Lin Hao and everyone present were all horrified. This is not logical or realistic?
This is a bit too ruinous!
Is there anyone in this world who can catch bullets with bare hands? Am I dreaming, or is this world too crazy and hiding too many secrets that I don’t know?’
And Nicholas finally felt fear and fear at this moment.
He has killed countless people in his life and has seen countless world events. He has never believed that there are any superheroes or supernatural phenomena in this world. But now, he has seen it with his own eyes.
Collapse to the point of near disintegration.
His knees softened and he knelt down directly.
"God, what happened to me?" Nicholas trembled: "God, save me, forgive me."
Lan Ling stepped forward and said: "Nicholas, you have killed countless people, but that is your profession, so I didn't plan to continue to punish you. I just destroyed your arm. The savings you have saved are enough for you to live comfortably.
Half my life. But you dare to plot against me behind my back, then you shouldn't continue to live in this world."
Nicholas trembled and wanted to beg for mercy, but found that there were no words for mercy in his stomach.
"Open your mouth." Lan Ling said.
Nicholas didn't dare to resist and opened his mouth directly.
Lan Ling threw the eight warheads in his hand into his mouth. These eight warheads included alloy warheads, lead warheads, blooming warheads, poisonous stinger warheads, etc. Some were strangely shaped, ferocious and sharp, and some were smeared with highly poisonous
, there was even a warhead filled with mercury.
Lan Ling stuffed all eight bullets into his mouth and said, "Swallow it."
Nicholas seemed to have lost control of his body and swallowed all eight bullets with great pain.
Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushes out.
Because the esophagus was scratched by sharp stingers and flowering warheads.
However, this pain has only just begun. After entering the stomach, these warheads cut wildly under the spasm and contraction of the stomach, and many poisons began to be released. After the warheads were crushed, the mercury inside leaked out.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
The mercenary master was rolling on the ground in pain, howling miserably.
A full quarter of an hour later, he died completely. His eyes were red and swollen, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his death was miserable.
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The two masters Lin Bao found lost, leaving only Ming Ye, the most hardcore master in East China.
Lan Ling slowly walked towards Master Ming.
"I heard that you are the number one hardcore master in East China?" Lan Ling asked.
Mr. Ming's face twitched slightly and he said: "That's all flattery from friends in the world. My little friend, who do you study under? Which sect is it? The martial arts world is very small, maybe I am one of your uncles. Listen to me.
I would like to advise you that it is better to reconcile enemies than to make enemies. How about wiping out all the grudges between you and Boss Lin Hao?"
Lan Ling said: "What? Are you planning to mediate and not going to fight me?"
Master Ming said with a serious look on his face: "We who practice martial arts do it to strengthen our bodies and promote justice, not to compete with others. If you keep talking about doing things, aren't you losing the way of martial arts? Didn't your teacher teach you?
Martial ethics?"
Lanling is really breathtaking!
Awesome, awesome...
The skills of this group of martial arts people are indeed much better with their words than with their hands. Of course, they may also have acting skills.
Lan Ling said: "Since we are here, why not have a fight?"
Mr. Ming's expression turned serious and he said: "My little friend, don't make a mistake. There is a stronger among the stronger. There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. You can't become a great person or a master by fighting hard for a lifetime."
Lan Ling said: "Come on, come on, want to have a fight?"
Ming Ye, the number one master in East China, waved his hand and said: "What I value is martial ethics. Fighting against a junior like you will ruin my brand and my reputation."
Lan Ling's face turned cold and he shouted in a cold voice: "Are you going to fight? If not, I will beat you to death."
The number one master in East China, Ming Ye Xianfeng Daogu, came to the end and said: "My little friend, since we are so hard to compete with each other, I can only go down and fight with you. We in the martial arts world compete with each other. We should stop at the point and don't break the rules."
"Okay..." Lan Ling smiled.
Master Ming pulled out a sword and said slowly: "My sword is called Longyin. It was passed down by my ancestor. It has a history of three hundred years."
Then, he suddenly performed a set of sword tricks.
Then he slashed at the stair railing next to him, and the finger-thick iron pillars broke off one after another. This sword really cut iron like clay.
Then, Master Ming's sword flower became more and more gorgeous and faster and faster.
Lan Ling, on the other hand, stood motionless.
"Look at the sword..." Master Ming roared.
suddenly……
A flower appeared before my eyes, and a strange fragrance spread in the air.
Countless poisonous needles, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, burst towards Lanling.
Hundreds of thousands of poisonous needles and strange smoke suddenly enveloped the place.
After these poisonous needles hit Lan Ling's body, they disappeared immediately because they were all made of ice and melted directly into the body.
There is a very modern hidden weapon hidden in Mr. Ming's sleeve. There are hundreds or thousands of ice-cold meth needles inside, and liquid nitrogen is used to keep the terrifying low temperature. Then a special vacuum barrier is used to prevent the terrifying low temperature of liquid nitrogen.
Hurt the arm.
Such a poisonous needle, coupled with the poisonous mist, is simply impossible to guard against. At close range, it is much more powerful than a gun.
Lan Ling screamed and sat down directly on the ground, his face turning purple, pointing at Master Ming and saying: "You used poison and hidden weapons, you are despicable and shameless."
Mr. Ming laughed loudly and said: "There is no need for any justice to deal with your crooked ways. Everyone can punish them. It doesn't matter whether it's a white cat or a black cat, as long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat. Regardless of whether it's good or evil, it can catch mice.
Destroying evil is good martial arts."
Damn it, walking in the martial arts world all depends on one's mouth.
Just now you mentioned the virtues of benevolence, righteousness, and martial arts. Now it is so informal that killing people with poison has become a just act.
Then, Master Ming, the number one master in East China, said: "Apprentice, go chop off this guy's hands and dig out his tricks. How dare you offend me, Master Ming, his eyes will be in vain."
His apprentice A Bing slowly walked toward Lan Ling with a ferocious face, intending to cut off Lan Ling's hands and gouge out his eyes.
At this moment, Lan Ling slowly stood up and said with a smile: "Interesting, interesting..."
Seeing that he was safe and sound, Master Ming was horrified and said: "You, how can you be okay? I have used more than a dozen kinds of poisons, how can you be okay?"
Lan Ling waved his hand, and the sword in Master Ming's hand flew directly to Lan Ling's hand.
After sniffing it lightly, Lan Ling smiled and said: "This sword is only five years old, and it is made with modern technology. Are the stories about people in the martial arts world completely made up?"
Then, Lan Ling shook slightly.
Immediately, the alloy sword shattered into pieces and scattered on the ground.
And Master Ming's apprentice A Bing looked at Lan Ling blankly, the change just now was too fast.
Lan Ling glanced at him and gave him a gentle push with his palm.
Immediately, the apprentice A Bing flew out dozens of meters and hit the wall hard. Blood spurted out, and his life or death was uncertain.
Lan Ling walked up to Master Ming, showed a strange smile, and said, "Is he the number one hardcore master in East China?"
Mr. Ming said sternly: "This...this is all favored by people in the martial arts world."
"Those who practice martial arts must pay attention to martial ethics. A competitive and ruthless person like me will never become famous, right?" Lan Ling said with a smile.
Master Ming said: "Martial ethics still have to be talked about."
Lan Ling smiled again and said, "Everyone can kill people like me, right?"
Master Ming said: "No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot be an enemy of everyone. Do you think so, little friend?"
Lan Ling said: "At this point, you are still so stubborn. It's really amazing."
Suddenly, Mr. Ming straightened up and knelt down, saying: "Little friend Lanling, green mountains are always there and green waters are always flowing. How about you spare me this time?"
"Clown." Lan Ling shouted coldly, then pointed at Ming Ye's legs and slapped him hard.
"The scum of the martial arts world." Lan Ling shouted coldly again, aiming at Ming Ye's body and slapping him with his palm.
"Death is not a pity." Lan Ling angrily yelled for the last time, aiming at Ming Ye's head and slapping him.
In the trembling eyes of everyone, the number one hard-core master in East China was beaten flat on the ground alive and turned into a human-shaped meat pie. He could not die anymore.
Lan Ling finally looked at Lin Hao and said: "Boss Lin, are there any other masters? Let's call them out together."
Lin Hao trembled all over, and then let out a stench, because he was so frightened that he peed and pooped out.
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