When the five men in black shot at the grandfather and grandson, Zhou Chen cast the magic of shrinking to an inch in an instant. If those men just assassinated the old man, there was no way Zhou Chen would still be able to kill him.
Maybe he would stand by and not interfere in this matter. After all, there are too many injustices in this world. He, Zhou Chen, is not a knight who serves the country and the people, but he has no obligation to meddle in these nosy matters. Besides, the world
Everything has a certain cause and effect. How do you know that the person you save is not the person who deserves death? But the old man is not just one person, there is such a lovely child beside him. For that old man, Zhou
Zhou Chen might be able to watch him fall in a pool of blood indifferently, but for him to watch such a lovely child fall under the bullet, Zhou Chen would never be able to do that. No matter what, the child
is innocent.
Just when Zhou Chen cast the magic of shrinking to an inch, the old man in ancient costume also reacted and threw the cute little boy down on the horse without thinking, trying to protect his grandson with his own flesh and blood.
Safety, this is family love. He knew that if he jumped like this, he would probably become the dead soul of the gun, but for the sake of his grandson's life, he still did it without hesitation.
And just as the old man in ancient costume was taking action, four men with straight bodies and stern expressions appeared out of nowhere on the streets of Yanhua Ancient City. They rushed towards the place where the grandfather and grandson were, and took another look.
From their clothes and the guys on their hands, it is not difficult to tell the identity of their bodyguards. Obviously, the identity of this old man in ancient costume is not simple. Can someone who can carry four bodyguards with guns be an ordinary person? And that
If the old man was just an ordinary person, how could he have attracted these terrible gunmen?
Those four bodyguards are all very fast. Those world champions in the 100-meter dash would be ashamed to see them. They are fast, but the bullets are faster. For them, the distance of only thirty meters is...
It was like a natural chasm. By the time they reached the place where the old man in ancient costume was, the old man in ancient costume would have already been pierced by bullets in his body.
Seeing that the old man in ancient costume was about to be killed by the guns of himself and others, the faces of the gunmen couldn't help but reveal a slightly proud smile. In their opinion, the old man in ancient costume was doomed today.
However, their smiles soon froze on their faces. A figure suddenly appeared in front of the old man like a ghost in broad daylight, and he held one of his hands in the air, as if he was holding something in it.
When the man spread his fingers, he saw five metal bullets lying quietly in the palm of his hand, "This...how is this possible..." Although the five gunmen all killed without blinking an eye.
Lord, but seeing this horrifying scene, I was still scared to death. Those were bullets. On TV, there are often scenes of martial arts masters catching bullets with bare hands, but that was just TV. It was basically the fiction of those screenwriters.
Come out, this is the real world, how could something like this happen?
Just when they were trembling with fear and panic at this scene, they saw the mysterious man who suddenly appeared suddenly smiled coldly at them, and suddenly a biting chill penetrated from the soles of their feet into their hearts, a wave of
An ominous premonition instantly enveloped their hearts.
"Retreat, retreat quickly..." I don't know who shouted, but it was a pity that it was too late to retreat at this time. They only saw the young man who looked fair and frail and seemed to have no strength to restrain himself.
The man waved his hand, and five of the black spots they were most familiar with shot through the air at terrifying speeds and shot towards them.
"What I hate most is someone shooting at a child." When the bullets passed through the eyebrows of the five gunmen, they faintly heard this ghostly voice.
When the five gunmen could no longer feel the beating of their hearts and fell to the ground, the old man in ancient costume noticed something strange. It stands to reason that in such a short time, those bullets should have hit him.
Raising his head slightly, he happened to see Zhou Chen standing in front of them. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the five gunmen in black lying on the bluestone ground dozens of meters away. Although the old man in ancient costume did not see what happened, he
He soon understood that it was the thin young man in front of him who had saved him. At this time, the four bodyguards had already rushed to Zhou Chen and the others, and soon they took the two grandfathers and grandsons one by one.
They were protected and looked around nervously, fearing that a few more gunmen would appear from nowhere. Their eyes looked at Zhou Chen from time to time, full of awe. The old man in ancient costume did not see it.
, but they could clearly see that this was a terrifying existence that could catch bullets with his bare hands!!! There was also a hint of gratitude in it. Zhou Chen could be said to have indirectly saved their lives. If
If Zhou Chen hadn't appeared in time, the old man in ancient costume would definitely have died. With that old man's identity, once something unexpected happened, they and these derelict bodyguards would definitely not end well. A happy death would be the best.
OK.
"Wang Zhikun, thank you sir for saving your life. If you hadn't acted righteously today, my grandson and I would have been in trouble." The old man in ancient costume, Wang Zhikun, got off his green horse and thanked Zhou Chen.
Just now, he had learned from a bodyguard how Zhou Chen rescued them. While speaking, Wang Zhikun's eyes were full of awe, and he could catch bullets with his bare hands. This ability was far beyond Wang Zhikun's imagination.
.With Wang Zhikun's identity, he naturally knows some unknown things. Not only does he know about warriors, he has even been in contact with many warriors. Some powerful warriors are indeed not afraid of ordinary firearms, but as far as he knows,
Those warriors only used their reaction power and speed far beyond ordinary people to dodge bullets, but it was absolutely impossible to catch bullets with bare hands.
"It's just a raise of hands, it's nothing." Zhou Chen just glanced at Wang Zhikun indifferently, and then glanced elsewhere.
As people mature with age, Wang Zhikun has lived for most of his life, and his eyesight is naturally extraordinary. He could tell at a glance that Zhou Chen did not want to have much to do with him. Although he felt very regretful that he could not make friends with such a strange person like Zhou Chen, he
Still respecting the choice of his savior, he did not mention a banquet to thank Zhou Chen, nor did he ask for Zhou Chen's name. He just took out a business card and said: "Sir, this is my business card. I have three acres of land on Hong Kong Island."
I still have some connections when it comes to dividing the land. If anything happens to me, sir, just ask me."