"Ah!! You Xiaoxiao, your grandfather Chungui is here, and you will die quickly!"

Just as the men of the brave gang were attracted by the two "Chen Mings", a cart full of wood was burning in front of him rushed towards him.

As the saying goes, the brows are burning, and the eyes are in front of you!

People have an emergency measure that subconsciously protects and eradicates targets that can pose a threat to themselves.

Faced with this aggressive "train", the four gunmen immediately turned the gun and fired wildly at the car.

"Da da da...Da da da..."

Amid the harsh gunshots, the bullet hit the steel plate on the cart, and fires splashed everywhere. The wood burning on the cart was scattered all over the ground. Unfortunately... these guys dealt with at best a wolf, and the real tiger was behind.

A fierce tiger goes down the mountain, it cannot be regarded as sharp!

Chen Ming, who appeared first there, took advantage of this opportunity and a cold light flashed in his eyes and rushed forward quickly.

Chen Ming on the roof tried his best to suck his arms and shouted, "Stop!"

In the sky, the machete was spinning and shining under the sunlight. Chen Ming below had his eyes red, and he couldn't look behind him. His speed was already at its limit and he charged forward quickly.

Time seems to slow down at this moment.

Hearing the sound behind him, the brave men immediately turned their heads, but were stabbed by the machetes that kept turning and flashing in the sky, so they couldn't open their eyes.

When they adapted and barely opened their eyes, a figure around them flashed. He didn't even look at it. Chen Ming, who grabbed the machete from the air, cut a dazzling red color on the necks of the two gunmen.

He didn't take action from the other gangsters. The first one to kill was the submachine gunman who threatened the most. So, this knife was fast and accurate, and a little cold light floated by, and then the head was out of control!

"Grass!"

The third gunman finally reacted and smashed Chen Ming fiercely with the submachine gun in his hand. He heard a "puff" sound again, and the guy didn't react for a moment. When he smashed it over, he realized that the gun had disappeared.

Because...that knife had cut off his little arm.

"die!"

Chen Ming shouted loudly, and the machete in his hand suddenly waved, and a human head flew into the sky accompanied by blood.

"Grass mud horse, I'll kill you."

Only the last gunman was left. This man cursed and gave him courage. The gun in his hand pulled the trigger, but Chen Ming grabbed his hand, pressed the man tightly against the man's chest with his back, and pulled the man around 360 degrees in place for a full circle.

"Dadada...Dadada..."

The gunshots were loud, and after this round, the horsemen who bravely helped the machetes fell down in screams. The ugly man scolded him. If he hadn't been the critical moment, he would have been hit by this shuttle.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!