The Great Tao Chronicle

How fierce is the power coming from his elbows through his ears?

A fighter with hard hands and feet, one elbow strike is enough to smash the slate, Miao Quan smashed into the fist, and the intersection of these two elbows, even the hardest skull of a human being, will only end in smashing!

fierce!

Risk!

Under the great danger, An Qisheng only felt his heart beat like a drum, his blood boiled and flowed, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Humph! Ha!"

An Qisheng's body was short, his feet shook suddenly, he exhaled, and the naked eye could see the hot air spurting out from his nose and mouth!

boom!

Huge strength erupted from under his feet, and the ground silently cracked like moiré.

At the same time, every inch of his body made a sound, his muscles and bones roared together, and the huge strength rose from his feet and climbed inch by inch, reaching his shoulders and elbows.

The next moment, the fist arm bent up, and an elbow hit the top, hitting Miao Quan's chest and abdomen.

Stand up to the sky!

At this moment, An Qisheng actually ignored Miao Quan's attack and seemed to die with him!

"Ok?!"

Under Miao Quan's high tension, he also saw An Qisheng's cannon.

"Want to die with me?"

Miao Quan's eyes turned red, her violent aura rose, and her closed elbows pressed down one by one.

How about avoiding the double peaks and piercing your ears, a single push is enough to smash your head into your stomach!

But at this moment, a flash seemed to flash in front of his eyes.

Crisis in my heart.

"Sniper rifle?!!!"

Miao Quan roared silently in his heart, the horror as if a big hand was holding his heart tightly.

In an instant, the hair on his whole body exploded, and his short hair stood up like an electric shock.

Punching into Hua Jin, he is no longer too afraid of small-caliber pistols. As long as he is not shot against the head, he will basically not be killed.

If An Qisheng shot at the hibiscus swordsman before, if it wasn't for the distance of only two meters, he wouldn't even dodge it.

But this does not mean that Hua Jin is not afraid of guns.

In the face of a real powerful sniper rifle, not to mention Hua Jin, even if the real one holds Dan, you will be dismayed by it!

"move!!"

"Move!!!"

"Move me!"

Miao Quan's elbows had already touched An Qisheng's short hair, and in less than a second, he could kill the enemy in front of him.

But at this moment, how dare he?

Roaring and drinking furiously in his heart, he received his moves in the burst of blood vessels,

Cross your arms one by one and protect them in front of your eyebrows!

Snapped!

Thousands of meters away, the sniper bullet came first, piercing the iron arm that Miao Quan had been training for decades.

boom!

At the same time, An Qisheng's cannon shot right into Miaoquan's chest!

A gunshot and a physical collision sounded almost simultaneously.

"what!"

A scream pierced the sky.

Miao Quan let out a scream, and was shot upside down by An Qisheng's cannon.

boom!

After flying five or six meters, Miao Quancai smashed to the ground, twisting twice like a snake.

I was unwilling to die, and the blood stained the earth.

"Bah! Daxuan dares to come to Daxuan to kill people during the Chinese New Year!"

Somewhere on a hill a thousand meters away, Wang Anfeng dressed in camouflage threw away his sniper rifle, stood up, and spat:

"It's said that the bones of Taiquan are hard, and the young master has specially prepared special armor-piercing bullets for you, let's see if you can stop it!"

"Huh!"

An Qi grew up and let out a long breath.

I only felt that there was no bone in my body that didn't hurt. I took off my clothes and saw that all the places where it collided were bruised, especially my arms, which were almost black.

Strength can be mastered quickly, boxing can be learned quickly, but hard skills cannot be advanced by leaps and bounds.

His muscles and bones are indeed not as rigid as Miao Quan.

"Miao Quan."

An Qisheng glanced at Miao Quan's corpse, and his beating heart slowly calmed down at this moment.

Hua Jin, it's not so easy to kill.

He was also not arrogant enough to face a gangster who had escaped for nearly 20 years with dozens or hundreds of lives in his hands.

The reason why he walked all the way was to bring him within Wang Anfeng's range.

Miao Quan has been wandering for many years, and is very sensitive to tracking and anti-tracking. Multiple ambush can be easily detected. This time, only he and Wang Anfeng are involved.

Faced with such a murderer, his pressure is not small at all. Whether it is a conversation or a fight, it is all to facilitate Wang Anfeng's analysis and preparation.

For this shot, Wang Anfeng has been preparing for several days.

Even so, a real fight is still extremely dangerous.

"Ah! Killed!"

"Quickly report to the law enforcement team, someone shot and killed!"

"Let's go!"

There was a commotion on the road, and everyone who witnessed this scene turned pale with fright.

I no longer have the mood to watch the excitement. I started the cars one by one, wishing I could step on the accelerator into the fuel tank, and they ran away without a trace after a while.

drip~

After a while, a black car stopped by the road, and Wang Anfeng, dressed in camouflage, opened the door and walked out.

"Really alert..."

Glancing at Miao Quan, who was lying dead, Wang Anfeng snorted coldly.

Miao Quan's arms were broken by a shot, and the broken hands were thrown several meters away. With that shot, the bullet left a deep ravine on his scalp, and his skull was cut open.

But this shot, in the end, didn't go all the way, and it was An Qisheng's elbow that really killed him.

"Let's go, leave the rest to the law enforcement team. How happy is it for such a fierce bandit to snare here."

Wang Anfeng glanced at An Qisheng who was standing in front of Miao Quan's body:

"You don't have the desolate feeling of a kung fu master being killed by a firearm, right?"

"I don't have the habit of sympathizing with the enemy."

An Qisheng shook his head~www.novelmt.com~ Killing with guns, killing with fists, killing with knives, aren't they all murders?

Even if the enemy is killed by a gun, he can't stand it, so what kind of martial arts are you practicing in this state of mind?

He leaned over in Miao Quan's arms and took out a few documents, Xuan coins, and a mobile phone:

"Since I dealt with your sister and brother, my situation has become more and more dangerous. I'm just wondering if I should stay away from you."

"What do you mean?"

Wang Anfeng rolled his eyes:

"You're not touched at all, right?"

"Forget it, get out of here."

An Qisheng sighed and said no more.

Zhen's decision to embark on this path is inevitable. Fighting and killing is inevitable. There is no need to blame this or that for his own choice.

"What are you doing with his cell phone?"

Wang Anfeng started the car and drove slowly away from the place where Miao Quan was buried.

An Qisheng skillfully turned on the phone and said without raising his head:

"Miao Quan doesn't necessarily come alone to perform the mission. If you have an accomplice, this phone is very important..."

"Do you think you're my sister? In this mission, at best, you're just a bonus. How many people will kill you?

Except for this Miao Quan, most of them became the credit of our law enforcement warriors not long after entering the country..."

Wang Anfeng said.

"There are no absolutes, and there may be fish that slip through the net."

An Qisheng shook his head and opened the phone's address book.

It was empty inside, and the call records were also completely deleted.

"So careful?"

An Qisheng raised his brows and was about to take out Wang Anfeng's computer to crack the background of the mobile phone.

At this moment, the phone suddenly vibrated.

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