There is no doubt that this is a group of desperadoes, and they are also a group of organized and disciplined desperadoes.
The boss, named Xue Jianfeng, is an ancient warrior, and in Li Ziqing's view, his level is not low.
These people are so crazy about money that they use other people's organs and lives in exchange for money. This kind of behavior is not an exaggeration even if they go to the eighteenth level of hell.
Li Ziqing was angry, he was really angry. Originally he just wanted to subdue these people and hand them over to the police, but now, he was really ready to teach these people a bloody lesson.
"cut……"
Ye Zhan's sword came out, and a cold light flashed through. Suddenly, a young man screamed and backed away. Blood burst from his chest. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"Kill him..."
The younger brothers were furious and greeted Li Ziqing with various weapons in hand.
However, is Li Ziqing afraid? The answer is no. He is both internal and external, how can he be compared to a group of minions?
In the flash of sword light, several young men were immediately chopped to the ground, making the smell of blood in the air even stronger to the extreme.
"I admit, I underestimated you..."
By getting rid of his younger brother so quickly, Li Ziqing had completely proved his strength. The feeling of danger already made Xue Jianfeng feel scared.
However, if you want to talk about fear? That's really a little bit worse. No, Xue Jianfeng immediately sneered and said, "Do you really think this is the era of cold weapons?"
"Click..."
The sound of a pistol being loaded sounded. Xue Jianfeng stared at Li Ziqing ferociously and said, "This is the era of hot weapons. No matter how powerful you are, can you still be more powerful than my gun?"
"Haha", Li Ziqing smiled and said happily, "Originally, I was planning to give you a chance to fight with me, but it seems that you are not ready to cherish it?"
"Hot weapons, right? I'm sorry, I have one too..."
The magical pistol that hit every shot suddenly appeared in Li Ziqing's hand. It frightened Xue Jianfeng and made him pull the trigger in an instant.
"boom……"
Along with a blast of fire, a sharp bullet erupted from the muzzle of the gun and headed straight for Li Ziqing's heart.
However, Li Ziqing did not dodge, but directly faced Xue Jianfeng and pulled the trigger.
"Pfft..."
The bullet rotated at high speed and hit Li Ziqing's heart, making a dent in Li Ziqing's heart.
However, for Li Ziqing, apart from causing a slight impact on him, this bullet did not threaten his life at all.
"I'm going to suffer..."
Xue Jianfeng, although he expected something was wrong at the first moment, according to common sense, when a person is targeted by a bullet, his first reaction should be to avoid it.
But instead of hiding, Li Ziqing even took advantage of this moment to pull the trigger on himself.
In desperation, Xue Jianfeng quickly rolled around like a lazy donkey, trying to dodge this bullet. However, could he dodge it? The answer is no, Li Ziqing's bullet can turn corners.
"Pfft..."
Blood spurted out, and the muscle of Xue Jianfeng's right arm was directly penetrated by the bullet. The pain at that moment made him scream in pain.
With a ferocious look on his face, he immediately switched the gun to his right hand and pulled the trigger on Li Ziqing again. This time, he aimed at Li Ziqing's head.
He was not a fool. Bullets could not penetrate Li Ziqing's body, which undoubtedly proved that Li Ziqing must be wearing a bulletproof vest.
Hitting the body will definitely have no effect. Only blowing his head can be truly fatal.
It's a pity that Li Ziqing is not a fool. He failed to defend the first shot and received a shot in vain. How could he still resist this shot?
Taking a sharp step to the left, Li Ziqing disappeared in front of Xue Jianfeng and avoided the bullet.
Just as Xue Jianfeng was frowning and alert, gunfire rang out, causing a look of astonishment to appear on his face.
…
"There was a fire?"
This was Xue Jianfeng's first reaction. After all, he didn't see Li Ziqing aiming at him at all, so there was only the possibility that it was a misfire.
However, the next moment, his pupils shrank violently, and he subconsciously tried to dodge, but it was too late. A bullet flew towards him and accurately hit his left hand.
"Pfft..."
The bullet penetrated from the muscles of his left hand. Under the severe pain, the pistol became unstable and fell to the ground.
"This is impossible..."
Xue Jianfeng was completely stunned. Everything that happened before him was completely beyond his expectation. How could something like this happen when a bullet could turn, which completely violated common sense of physics?
However, time waits for no one. He immediately lowered his head and picked up the gun, but it was too late. Li Ziqing appeared directly from the corner, with a pistol in his hand that was always hit, and he pointed it directly at the center of his eyebrows and said, "Why is it impossible?"
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"Haven't you ever heard of gun fighting? The moment the bullet leaves the muzzle, you can make the bullet turn by shaking your wrist violently?"
"this……"
Xue Jianfeng's face was at a loss and he had no idea what Li Ziqing was talking about.
But this is not important anymore. What is important is that his life is now in Li Ziqing's hands.
"Now tell me, how do you want to die?"
The same words spoken by different people have completely different results.
Xue Jianfeng was speaking harshly, but Li Ziqing was telling a fact.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Xue Jianfeng smiled and said happily, "How to die? How do you want me to die? Do you think I, Xue Jianfeng, am afraid? Just dream."
"When I, Xue Jianfeng, embarked on this path, I was already mentally prepared. If I die, I will die. Anyway, I have already made money in my life, and I have long enjoyed the wealth."
"Really?" Li Ziqing smiled, looking at Xue Jianfeng who was like a knife, he smiled happily and said, "In fact, the person I am least afraid of is a knife like you."
"Want to die? I won't let you die. I will make you unable to live or die..."
Suddenly, several ordinary silver needles appeared in Li Ziqing's hand, and in an instant, they penetrated into several acupuncture points of the unsuspecting Xue Jianfeng.
"Just a few needles, you just want me to beg..."
Xue Jianfeng was saying harsh words. In his opinion, let alone acupuncture, even if he was subjected to the ten tortures, he would not be able to live or die as Li Ziqing said.
However, the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, because a severe pain that seemed to come from his soul suddenly burst out from his body and invaded every nerve in him.