Chapter 7 Yuan Zhisheng and Fu Nian 【I wish the motherland a happy 72nd birthday!】
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parking!
parking!!
Yasha looked at the snowflakes suddenly splashed from the snow ball ahead.
The whole person instantly understood what was going on. This was the scene before the scene just now. The snowflakes were rising and the stagnant air pressure.
The crow kept silent, grabbed the handlebar, quickly took out the pistol from his waist, and acted forward and was about to shoot. He was a sharpshooter in the team, and he was confident that he might be able to rely on his accurate hit rate.
Something will hit.
But the only thing that cannot be sure is that the "King Cobra" produced by Colt in his hand can completely destroy it. If he can predict the other party's key position, it is assumed that it is still a human, relying on the King Cobra's revolver
The impact force hits the hardest bone on the opponent's head, which should be able to beat the opponent out of the predetermined track of the Hummer.
At that time, according to...
suddenly!
The crow's eyes suddenly lit up, because a body he imagined suddenly appeared in the wind and snow in front of him.
When the index finger in his hand was about to quickly move the trigger, the crow suddenly became stunned.
laugh!
The harsh friction suddenly rang in everyone's ears. It was Ying, and Ying could also think of it where the crow could think of it.
But Sakura used a different method than a crow because she knew what the crow would do. In just half a second, she gave the crow a chance.
But when she saw the high-speed body in front of her, she immediately took her own actions.
It’s not because I don’t trust the crow, but because I have no head!
The Hummer deflected violently on the ground again, and the crow's entire body was instantly hit by the tilted yaksha, and the revolver in his hand did not press the trigger.
TMD, why does this ghost have no head!!
With the first experience, Sakura quickly controlled the Hummer that was sliding and drifting in the snow, quickly opened the car door.
The crowd rushed toward the outside.
As they saw a headless corpse was steadily hitting the tracks they were booking. Two clear marks of the car were filled with scarlet and not completely cold liquid.
The snowflakes sealed a layer of snow-white frost at the broken neck. This should have been stained with heavy snow outside during the flying process.
"Young master, the death time may have happened just now. Considering the surrounding weather, the death time is no more than one minute at the latest." Ying stepped forward and looked at the wound on the corpse with a little serious expression. "The wound was caused by gravity.
Crush.”
"Gratio crushed?" The crow stepped forward.
"But looking at the gap in the neck, it doesn't look like a shot. Could it be that it was run over by the train wheel?" The crow's eyes were curious.
"It's a bit like being smashed by a punch." Yasha also looked at the wound carefully, with a hint of doubt in his expression. He was born in a street fight. He has a certain understanding of this.
"What a joke? Look at the debris on this person's body, his head was completely smashed by a punch. This is completely the effect of a large-caliber bullet. Who can hit a large-caliber bullet with one punch?
.Can you be the one who replaces you?!" The crow pushed the glasses above the bridge of his nose, with a hint of Sherlock Holmes Conan's rigorous reasoning.
"I can do it." Yuan Zhisheng walked behind them, looked at the corpse that had already started to ice on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and continued, "Yasha was right, this should be broken by a punch.
The wound should be the other party’s relatively casual punch.”
After saying that, Yuan Zhisheng's face became very serious.
"There is a more terrifying ghost in the car! Get on the car quickly and let the Executive Board intercept the train now!"
Ying immediately took out her cell phone and prepared to implement Yuan Zhisheng's words, but she hadn't waited for her to dial the number.
The white ocean covered by snow in the distance suddenly exploded.
It was like a deep-water torpedo exploded near the water surface, and the splashing wave marks moved towards the outer periphery at an extremely fast speed.
The snowflakes flying around changed direction instantly, and the power bursting out from the center rippled around like wave marks.
The train moving forward not far away suddenly stopped, and one of the cars cut off from the middle with a bang.
Following closely behind was a more surging wave of air, which brought the snow nearly five centimeters thick on the ground to the ground to arouse.
The splattered snowflakes instantly whizzed past the middle of them, and the snowflakes in the sky were piled up in every corner of their bodies.
hiss!
It's so cool!
The crow pushed away the glasses on his nose and glanced at the position of the young master next to him. The next second, the whole person froze instantly.
Because he found out that the young master was gone, and with Sakura beside him!
"Damn, stop pretending to be a snowman. The young master ran away!" The crow kicked the thick snow on Yasha's body and rushed towards the broken train ahead.
Sakura followed the man in front of her. She was a ninja. Ninja has always been known for her extreme speed and agility. But even when she accelerated to the extreme, she could not catch up with the man in the windbreaker whistling in front of her.
A man is like a black panther chasing prey on the grassland. His agile figure can completely surpass a train car during every rise and fall. This is the first time that Sakura has seen Yuan Zhisheng's terrifying speed, which is so terrifying that it is desperate.
The point.
Sakura could only pursue the other party with her outstanding will, holding on to the dark shadow in the wind and snow, biting her gums tightly, shining like a ghost. She didn't want to fall behind herself, nor would she allow herself to fall behind!
The train has stopped now, of course, and it is forced to stop. The train conductor who received the news was horrified at first. He actually received a warning from the underworld, and without any hesitation, he hurriedly stopped the train.
Yuan Zhisheng appeared in front of the stagnant train, in front of the broken train door, and passengers ran out of the room in horror, as if there was something big inside, which made them fear it like a tiger, and made the already blocked passage even more instantly.
Narrow, passengers rush forward and run out.
Yuan Zhisheng stared at the bustling train and pressed down. Relying on his instinctive intuition, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly locked his eyes at a certain location. There he felt the volcano that was about to erupt.
The heat is burning.
In a blink of an eye, in the four roars of wind and snow, his windbreaker suddenly blew, and an ancient blue sword suddenly pulled out somewhere on his waist.
The cold light reflected the broken train compartment and suddenly slashed down. The harsh sound of breaking through the air instantly suppressed the storm surrounding it. The clear sword sounded like an eagle soaring with wings, waving its arms with lightning speed.
Cut off.
Blizzard gathered behind him in a round shape, the scorching light like the sun, with an unyielding faith in justice.
This scene shocked Sakura who came from behind again. She seemed to have seen the gods descending to earth again and sympathize with all living beings...
boom!
The ancient sword turned into a round blue light blade. A second before it was about to land in the car, the fierce murderous aura had already crushed the steel down.
If nothing unexpected happens, the car will probably be completely cut in half.
The crow looked at this scene from afar, and his inner admiration for the young master reached its peak.
Click!
The sound of metal and iron intertwined was like the roar of impact on a flood bell, and the vibrato was ringing with unyielding determination.
boom!
The knife energy burst out instantly, from top to bottom, splitting the entire car in half.
But before the crow could cheer excitedly, a familiar black figure disappeared from the spot like a cannonball.
Appeared on the snow dozens of meters later.
The crow looked at this scene in disbelief, looking at Yuan Zhisheng who staggered from the snow pile, looking at the huge and long ravines, the spider cut in half into the soil next to him, Yuan Zhisheng covered it with one hand
It was extremely rare to reveal the crow's golden eyes in his chest and eyes.
The eyes are like the scorching sun, reflecting a golden ocean in the snow-white world.
Yuan Zhisheng slowly stood up straight, his entire face covered with an extremely serious expression. He slowly looked at the carriage in the distance that was divided into two by him.
The carriage is slowly splitting and slowly opening up. It is like a bud of cherry blossoms about to bloom, carrying the gentleness of the rising sun in the spring breeze.
Yuan Zhisheng's expression was also unprecedentedly serious at this moment. In his feeling, it was not a cherry blossom blooming, but a demon's birth! His location there brought him unprecedented pressure, which he had never had.
It feels like he has never had such a physical tension since the Executive Board for so long!
Finally, at some point, the snow-white world was blown by the breeze, and a golden ripples bloomed towards the world along the cracks.
Yuan Zhisheng's body suddenly disappeared from the spot. Along with him, there was an ancient sword spider cut inserted into the snow. Only a black windbreaker was left waving in the air.
The black windbreaker lined opens in the wind, and the lining is a grand Ukiyo-e painting. The corpse of a giant lies on the ground, and the clear spring flows through the left eye of the corpse, and a naked goddess is born from it, she is wearing her golden color.
Long hair is in the clothes, holding the sun in the hands...
Fu Nian stood in the middle of the cracked gap in a black windbreaker.
The whole person is like a tall giant mountain. The wind is howling in front of him and the blizzard is raging, but no wind or rain dares to fall in front of him.
The air is pressing without any turbulence
Just standing there, an invisible aura spreads towards the surroundings, pressing the flying wind and snow around on the soles of feet...