Under the bright moonlight, the figures of Xu Zhengyang and Wang Jianjun were moving and fighting quickly. The sound of gold and iron clashing was very harsh, accompanied by the shouts of the two men.
Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, Xu Zhengyang's shooting speed became a bit slow, and he gradually began to fall into a disadvantage.
How could Wang Jianjun miss such an opportunity? He stabbed Xu Zhengyang with several rapid thrusts in succession. Zhou Hao looked at Wang Jianjun's muscles all over, and a faint white air came out of his nostrils.
This is a manifestation of using Qi and blood to the extreme, while Xu Zhengyang is fighting and retreating, and his defeat has been revealed.
Bang! He was not paying attention and was kicked to the core by Wang Jianjun. Wang Jianjun then stepped forward and stabbed Xu Zhengyang in the heart with the Mitsubishi bayonet in his hand.
At this moment, Wang Jianjun suddenly felt a strong wind hitting his head, and he even heard the sound of strong wind breaking through the air.
He could feel the force hitting his head. Even if he practiced Tietou Kung Fu, he would still be beaten. Besides, he had not practiced Tietou Kung Fu yet.
So he could only give up killing Xu Zhengyang, waved the three-sided bayonet in his hand and struck it hard, and bang! The three-sided bayonet easily cut the steel pipe in Zhou Hao's hand.
Damn it! Isn’t this the level of steelmaking? This is like cutting iron like mud, okay?
It was obvious that the military thorn in Wang Jianjun's hand was specially made and not an ordinary thing. Zhou Hao's hand was just an ordinary steel pipe.
Zhou Hao took advantage of the situation and stabbed forward, then locked the throat and pointed directly at Wang Jianjun's throat. The Wulang Bagua stick itself evolved from the Yang family's marksmanship, and many moves are similar to the marksmanship.
The strike was as fast as lightning, and Wang Jianjun had no time to cut off another section of the steel pipe. He could only put his foot down and dodge backwards to release the force.
Bang! Zhou Hao's chokehold shot did not hit Wang Jianjun's throat, but hit his chest.
Wang Jianjun felt severe pain in his chest, and his whole body was knocked backwards by the huge force.
Zhou Hao did a stick trick, and the steel pipe that was missing a length seemed to lose some power.
Wang Jianjun rubbed his chest and gasped in pain, and then he saw clearly who had done the trick.
It was the policeman. He had investigated all the people around Yang Qian'er, but Zhou Hao was not among them, because Zhou Hao no longer protected Yang Qian'er when he came.
"Wulang Baguagun? Who are you, Wang Bao? Did I hear that he wanted to bring his kung fu into the coffin?"
Wang Jianjun could tell at a glance the Kung Fu used by Zhou Hao. The only person who knew the Wulang Bagua stick in Xiangjiang was Wang Bao. Now that Wang Bao is dead, this stick technique should have been lost in Xiangjiang.
"Bah! This is passed down from my family. That guy Wang Bao is just a scum who secretly learned kung fu!" Zhou Hao said casually.
Wang Jianjun believed it, because just now Zhou Hao's stick technique was more standard than Wang Bao's, and his killing was decisive but with a brilliant and righteous air. However, when he saw Wang Bao use it, he was very explosive and fierce, and seemed to have gone astray.
"Okay, Xiangjiang police, we don't have any grudges. I can give up on killing Yang Qian'er and let me kill this mainlander. How about if we don't offend the river?"
The longer time drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be to him, so if Zhou Hao can be kept out of the way, he believes that he will soon deal with the injured Xu Zhengyang.
Zhou Hao looked at him as if he were an idiot and said: "Are you stupid? I am a policeman and you are a gangster. We are naturally opposed to each other, and you actually say that water in a well does not offend the river? I advise you to put down your weapons and surrender immediately!"
Wang Jianjun's face darkened, and he said ferociously: "You are seeking death yourself!"
He said and jumped forward, and the two men fought together again. Because Wang Jianjun's sword was sharp, Zhou Hao was restrained and tried to avoid a head-on confrontation with him.
Even so, after three minutes, the steel pipe in Zhou Hao's hand had turned into a short stick.
"Sir Zhou, this is for you!" Xu Zhengyang suddenly said loudly.
Zhou Hao felt something flying towards him. He took a step back to dodge Wang Jianjun's attack, turned around and grabbed a dagger that flashed with cold light.
It was Xu Zhengyang's military thorn. It was clanging, clanging, clanging, and before Zhou Hao turned around, the two of them had already passed a dozen moves.
But what was very embarrassing was that Zhou Hao was not familiar with dagger fighting. He thought he could fight with his speed, strength, and qi and blood bonus attributes. However, he found that although he would not lose, he did not have the upper hand.
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Damn you uncle! Bang bang bang bang bang! Zhou Hao found an opportunity to take out his pistol and fired directly at Wang Jianjun. Why should I play a duel with you?
Out of five consecutive shots, only one shot hit his arm, but that was enough. If his arm was injured, his attack speed would definitely be affected.
Wang Jianjun held his bleeding arm and said with wide eyes, "I didn't expect you to be more shameless than me!"
He didn't carry too many bullets with him. He had used them all long ago and threw away the gun.
Zhou Hao blew on the pistol, pointed it at Wang Jianjun again and said: "I must be forced to use gun fighting! Now you are satisfied!"
Wang Jianjun...he has never seen such a shameless person!
But he was no ordinary killer and was not frightened by Zhou Hao's pistol.
After just a moment, the two were fighting together again. After Wang Jianjun was on guard against Zhou Hao's pistol attack, Zhou Hao could not hit him so easily, because as long as Zhou Hao could not close the distance, he would have no time to aim.
However, as time passed, Wang Jianjun's speed slowed down significantly. Zhou Hao switched to another routine and started fighting with him using Ba Gua Zhang.
The two fought for another minute
Suddenly there was a poof! The dagger in Zhou Hao's hand cut Wang Jianjun's front, and blood slowly seeped out.
Wang Jianjun's military thorn stabbed Zhou Hao's chest at the same time. Zhou Hao's dagger struck back on the military thorn, and the direction of the military thorn was deflected. Puff! Puff!
There were two sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh, and Zhou Hao let out a muffled grunt. The military thorn pierced his shoulder, and blood oozed out. Zhou Hao's dagger had already penetrated Wang Jianjun's heart. The enemy was injured in exchange for his death! It was worth it!
Zhou Hao pulled out the dagger, and blood spurted out like a cracked water pipe.
Wang Jianjun's eyes widened and he threw himself on the ground, staring blankly! If Zhou Hao hadn't dodged in time, blood would have sprayed on him.
Zhou Hao frowned. Fighting with cold weapons is indeed easier for people to get into trouble. It is too bloody. If you shoot from a long distance, at least you will not receive such visual impact at close range, which makes Zhou Hao feel uneasy for a long time.
Zhou Hao gently shook the dagger, and the blood stains on it fell to the ground as he shook it. The dagger instantly became clean, except for the faint smell of blood.
At this time, the support from the police force finally arrived. A large number of heavily armed detectives from the crime squad rushed into the yard with solemn faces, but suddenly found that they were just here to make trouble.
Zhou Hao was stabbed by a military thorn and did not die of excessive blood loss or poisoning. He just went to the hospital. Xu Zhengyang had multiple fractures all over his body. I really didn’t expect him to last for so long.
Maybe it was because of Zhou Hao's butterfly effect. He should have been able to defeat Wang Jianjun and his gang by himself.
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