"Whoosh~whoosh~" Two flying knives flew towards Ding Mei and another policeman. The speed of the knives was so fast that people were caught off guard. Ding Mei heard a 'ding' sound, and the flying knife in front of her suddenly changed direction, and there was a bang.

It was inserted into the door panel, and the handle of the knife was still buzzing and shaking.

As for Ding Mei's companions, they had no luck - Qin Feng, who valued sex over justice, only sent out a hidden weapon to protect Ding Mei. As for the male policeman, there was a sharp pain in his hand, and the small pistol was actually used by the opponent.

The flying knife flew away. Seeing the blood on his hands, the male policeman was so frightened that he hid behind the door panel with a cry: Damn, a flying knife can break a person's mouth. This power is really scary.

The one-eyed dragon held the gun and aimed the muzzle towards Qin Feng. The little Taoist priest sadly discovered that almost every move he made was planned by others. It seemed that the other party knew that he would definitely come out to save the beauty, so he was waiting for this.

Kill yourself when you get the chance.

Fortunately, during his rapid movement, Qin Feng had already approached within ten meters of the two killers. Qin Feng, whose face was slightly pale, raised his hand to let the one-eyed dragon have a taste of his trump card. Unexpectedly, the opponent moved faster, and the rifle in his hand hit him directly.

He aimed at himself and fired.

How fast are bullets? How fast do people move?

The legendary experts who dodge bullets actually dodge the movement of the person, not the speed of the bullet. No matter how fast the gun is, it still requires human action. From lifting the gun to aiming and pulling the trigger, this is a process in itself.

In the hands of ordinary people, this process may take two seconds, but in the hands of professional gunmen who practice Kung Fu, it may not even take one second.

When the one-eyed dragon raised his gun, Qin Feng quickly shook his shoulder and injured leg and made a few dazzling fake moves, hoping to deceive the other party. But the other party was obviously not easy to fool. Qin Feng saw that his hand was very steady.

The muzzle of the gun is pointed in the direction you really want to move.

"Bang~"

When the 6.5mm warhead approached at a speed of 700 meters per second, Qin Feng, who had highly developed motor nerves, only had time to turn around quickly, and the bullet flew past Qin Feng's arm, leaving a deep gap.

Deep blood groove.

Looking at the blood flowers that suddenly bloomed in the summer, Ding Mei screamed and finally pulled the trigger of the small pistol without hesitation.

"Bang bang~" The gunshot of the revolver was crisp, but then there were two "clang clang" sounds. The one-eyed dragon who was shot in the chest seemed to be fine, as if he was not shot twice in the chest but was bitten by mosquitoes. And the one-eyed dragon was bitten twice by mosquitoes.

There was still time to smile at Ding Mei and yell: "Magical body protection!"

"Invulnerable~" The lame man on the side responded in response, which made Qin Feng extremely depressed - isn't the magic power of fart just stuffing a steel plate into his chest?

You have magic skills, I have magic sword. His face turned slightly pale, and Qin Feng's body trembled...

The one-eyed dragon and the lame man were ruthless characters who were born and died, and they immediately sensed the danger: the little Taoist priest with long flowing hair still kept an irregular movement in his footsteps, but pointed his finger towards himself - although he did not raise his hand, he just pointed in a hidden distance.

, but they all felt the danger invariably.

"Puff puff~" Three invisible sword energy suddenly came from several meters away. The one-eyed dragon, who was protecting his face with his arm, felt a pain in his arm, and his whole body was hit by the momentum and took a few steps back.

As for the lame man who underestimated the enemy, he rushed very close with a machete. Blood holes larger than his fingers appeared on his shoulders and ribs at the same time. The bright red blood formed a sad rainbow in the air.

After just one encounter, except for the two beauties, all four men became wounded...

Qin Feng, who succeeded with one move, was not satisfied with the results in front of him. He quickly got closer and slapped the chest of the Cyclops, which was the greatest threat. People who learn Muay Thai, karate, and free fighting like to use fists, but those who are really familiar with Chinese martial arts

And those who can cultivate themselves both internally and externally,

He prefers to use his palm. Although Qin Feng cannot turn all the shrimps, crabs and fleas within ten miles into fly ash with one strike of his palm, Qin Feng is confident that he can turn this ugly creature even if its chest is lined with a steel plate.

The gunman was so shocked that his internal organs were displaced and his mouth vomited blood.

Unfortunately, the one-eyed dragon may not be the most handsome, dashing, and bravest killer, but he is definitely the most cautious. In other words, he is afraid of being bitten by a snake for ten years. Even though his chest is protected by a steel plate, the one-eyed dragon still refuses.

Take the risk to catch Qin Feng's palm.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Cyclops chose to hold the priceless antique-grade Type 97 sniper rifle in his hand against his chest. Then, he felt a sharp shock from the tiger's mouth, and his strong body flew off the ground uncontrollably.

He screamed like he was performing acrobatics and flew back three meters, falling to the ground in a panic.

As for the rifle in the one-eyed dragon's hand, it had become a bent piece of scrap metal.

Getting up from the ground, the one-eyed dragon tore off the corner of his clothes, wrapped up the injured tiger's mouth, looked at Qin Feng and let out an unpleasant laugh: "I didn't expect that the old Niubi's apprentice is better than him in his prime. We really underestimated the enemy."

After getting rid of the opponent's firearm, Qin Feng finally stopped from making evasive actions. The little Taoist's knees softened and he couldn't help but half-kneeling on the grass. He knew that he had lost a lot of blood and had begun to show signs of fatigue.

However, despite being seriously injured, Qin Feng still had to pretend to be nonchalant: "It turns out that the two of you are old friends of the late master. Haha, I don't know what to call you two?"

While talking, Qin Feng looked at Chen Yanyu. After all, this girl grew up in a gang. The bloody scenes everywhere did not frighten her. Instead, she walked over boldly and used a handkerchief to cut Qin Feng's bleeding wounds.

The arm was bandaged.

The one-eyed dragon and the lame man came together with cold eyes to bandage each other's wounds, seemingly turning a blind eye to the gun in Ding Mei's hand. This calm look made Ding Mei a little overwhelmed, so she could only stare at each other with the pistol raised, leaving them there.

'Reminiscing about the past'.

The one-eyed dragon opened one eye and looked at Qin Feng sinisterly: "I used to be nicknamed Golden Eyed Eagle Hua Gongting. This is my junior brother Qian Fugui, who was known as the best leg in the southwest. You have some impression now, right? Hehe,

We, the two junior brothers, are the first decent opponents of your master Niubi after he debuted. According to current talk, it is called a 'famous battle'. I guess Lao Niubi has been showing off in front of you a lot, right?"

Qin Feng secretly called the cake seller in his heart, but his face was calm and polite, and he clasped his fists and said: "It turns out they are two uncles. My nephew is polite."

Speaking of these two people, Old Taoist Dingxu not only always showed off, but also had to talk about it when he was drunk: Back then, Old Taoist Dingxu was young and energetic, and he overturned several masters who lived in seclusion in several provinces in the southwest, and finally met martial arts in the provincial capital.

Hua Gongting and Qian Fugui come from aristocratic families. Hua Gongting is good at eagle catching, while Qian Fugui is good at chain kicks. The brothers also have a set of coordinated attack techniques, which are very famous in the provincial capital.

According to the old man Dingxu, the fight lasted for twenty minutes. Of course Qin Feng knew how many moves the two sides had to fight in twenty minutes. In the end, Dingxu fought one against two and seriously injured Hua Gongting and Qian

Fugui himself also suffered serious internal injuries.

Dingxu was very happy every time he talked about this matter, but he was very vague about the cause of the matter, so Qin Feng secretly complained at this time, not knowing how to establish friendship with the other party.

Fortunately, Hua Gongting 'clarified' Qin Feng's confusion in time: "Hey, boy, back then our fellow apprentices said, 'The Taoist priests of Xuankong Temple are not dead yet.'

Both brothers are disabled, shall I ask you to repay this debt today?"

Qian Fugui said in a conspiratorial tone: "You can just leave one eye and one leg, and our brothers and sisters can let you go."

Qin Feng was furious: "I said to you two uncles, you don't have guns now, but we still have a gun pointed at you, please don't be so arrogant, okay?"

Ding Mei nodded and just started talking when she saw the one-eyed Long Hua Gongting glance at her and said disdainfully: "Although she is beautiful, she is still a loser of the government. What qualifications do she have to interfere with the grudges of us people in the world?"

Qin Feng felt happy when he heard what Hua Gongting said. It seemed that although these two middle-aged men were ruthless, their thoughts in their minds were not enough to keep up with the times. As long as the other party obeys the rules, what else is there?

It's hard to say. Qin Feng estimated the strength of the two of them and said: "In the past, we fought one against two. Today I will fight one against two on the trail. If I win by luck, please let me go."

Hua Gongting sneered and said: "We, our fellow apprentices, are dealing with you, a junior, and you are not carrying that broken sword. If we can't win again, we will really have no shame in continuing to struggle with you."

"But I came out without a sword~" Qin Feng said with a sad face: "You two still have weapons, so it's not fair to fight like this."

Hua Gongting looked at the knife in Qian Fugui's hand, suddenly smiled and said: "That's right... If you had brought that broken sword, we would have planned to retreat without having to do anything."

Qian Fugui touched his lame leg, which seemed to be aroused by years of pain. He frowned and said, "That sword is very unnatural."

Qin Feng also smiled bitterly. As the master of the Seven Killing Sword, of course he knew how un-authentic the sword was. It was so sharp that it also had mental attacks and powerful hidden weapons. It was simply better than the one in the movie.

Your life of two thousand is still terrible.

But if there is no weapon... Qin Feng looked at the knife in Qian Fugui's hand and shuddered. The back of the knife was covered with cloud-like textures. It was definitely a well-cast knife.

"Uncle Qin Feng, can you use this dagger?" Chen Yanyu took out a dagger from her back. This dagger-shaped dagger was given to her when Qin Feng taught her martial arts two days ago. Unexpectedly, the little girl

I actually carry it with me.

Qin Feng was so moved that he almost cried. He hugged Chen Yanyu and kissed her, took the dagger and took a stance, looking at the two powerful enemies opposite him and slowly adjusting his breathing.

Hua Gongting and Qian Fugui also slowly calmed down. Although the wounds on the three of them were bandaged, as their luck increased, the wounds began to slowly ooze blood again.

Ding Mei watched nervously from the side. Qin Feng had lowered the muzzle of her gun just now, and now she was holding the gun tightly in her hand. Maybe Qin Feng was right. His pistol was very useful to these veterans who were skilled in killing people.

For guys, it doesn't pose much of a threat.

Ding Mei and Chen Yanyu's eyes were dazzled. The three men who were tensely confronting each other suddenly started to move quickly, and a clash of weapons suddenly burst out in the air...

Qian Fugui's knife was made of steel produced by Damascus. Qian Fugui was very confident and cut it hard as soon as he came up, preparing to fly the dagger in Qin Feng's hand. Unexpectedly, Qin Feng fought with him without fear.
Chapter completed!