In this confrontation, Han Lei was obviously at a disadvantage, because Zhou Sen was unscathed, while he was in a state of disgrace and disgrace, and the shock wave also caused considerable damage to him.
The violent explosion alerted the police. In the distance, a piercing siren sounded. More and more people gathered around, and a group of racing gangs roared in from a distance.
"Change places!"
"good!"
Zhou Sen backed up and galloped again, followed closely by Han Lei.
Zhou Sen had to retreat because he had to be careful of the laser gun in Han Lei's hand and he couldn't expose his back to the opponent.
The two ran for several kilometers and arrived at a small lakeside garden. Next to the lakeside garden, there was a pure wooden attic styled in ancient architecture. On the attic hung three large gilded characters - Jin Man Lou.
But when Zhou Sen stood next to Jin Manlou, he felt as if he had traveled through time and space, as if he had returned to the cold weapon age of the ancient earth.
No!
This is not the era of cold weapons, because Han Lei is still holding a modified high-performance laser gun in his hand.
"Fist, cold weapon, hot weapon, you choose!" Zhou Sen stared at Han Lei with sharp eyes.
"fist!"
"good."
Han Lei very slowly inserted the laser gun into the holster on the outside of his thigh. It was only then that Zhou Sen discovered that there was a hidden holster on his pants on the outside of his thigh. It would be difficult to detect it if you didn't look carefully.
The presence of holsters.
fist!
This was a battle full of wild style. The two men rushed towards each other at the same time, like two bulls moving forward in an indomitable manner.
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
…
The fists and kicks of the two people poured towards each other like a mountain, making a thrilling and heart-stopping muffled sound, like wooden stakes hitting a leather drum.
Three minutes!
The battle was short and ended in three minutes.
Of course, the intensity of the three-minute battle was extremely rare. The frequency of the two's attacks remained at more than seven punches per second from beginning to end, and the mighty fists basically hit each other for real.
Seven punches per second, that is to say, more than 400 punches in one minute, and more than 1,000 punches in three minutes. At this punching speed, technique seems redundant.
Both of them were completely immersed in the brutal fight and couldn't extricate themselves. Until three minutes later, they exchanged punches and fell back at the same time. At this moment, both of them were already covered in sweat, and their clothes were full of holes.
Like a beggar.
"Do you accept it?!" Zhou Sen's whole body was exuding scorching heat, and the heat wave was approaching Han Lei, like a burning star. The hearty battle made Zhou Sen feel comfortable all over, and at the same time, his physical strength was severely exhausted, but he was determined
His faith still supported him from falling.
"Not convinced!"
"Then let's fight again!" Zhou Sen held on his body and walked towards Han Lei step by step, with heavy steps like an elephant.
The fighting spirit burned in the air again.
Zhou Sen felt a strange aura emanating from Han Lei. It was a cold aura, as if coming from an ice cellar. The auras of the two were completely opposite.
Obviously, Han Lei is also a person with super powers.
The two of them walked towards each other step by step at the same time, and the distance between them was less than two meters.
"You can't fight anymore." Zhou Sen glanced at Han Lei's trembling hands.
"I still have a gun! I can shoot the gun very quickly!" A strange smile appeared on the corner of Han Lei's mouth, and his right hand was already on the outside of the holster.
"You forgot, I still have a bomb! Let me tell you a secret. As soon as I loosen two fingers, the bomb will explode. Then, objects within three hundred square meters will be blown into powder. And with your current physical strength,
There is no way to escape the bomb's explosion range.
A strange smile froze on Han Lei's face.
"I also know that your super power is to cool down the opponent's body quickly, resulting in a slow response. Then, you can hit the target. This is also the reason why you have become the number one killer in the interstellar. However, your move has no effect on me.
Use it, because my super power can just restrain your super power." Zhou Sen grinned.
"In other words, our final result is to die together?" The weird smile on Han Lei's face has disappeared, replaced by a stern look. Obviously, Han Lei did not expect that Zhou Sen actually knew about his super powers.
You know, everyone who knows this secret has become a dead soul under his gun.
"No, you still have a choice."
"explain."
"Get out!" Zhou Sen stared at Han Lei with murderous intent, and slowly raised his right hand. In his hand, there was a small cone-shaped energy crystal.
Feeling the killing intent approaching, Han Lei's hands trembled slightly, but he could only desperately restrain his emotions.
"Han Lei, you are the number one killer in the world, and I am the number one gangster in the world. We do not agree with each other, and we do not cross the river. You take your Yangguan Road, and I will cross mine! I could have killed you before.
, but I didn’t kill you because you didn’t attack Olin, so I showed mercy to you. Now, I’ll give you another chance, get out! Immediately!”
Han Lei clenched his teeth and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
The word "go" is definitely a humiliation for a killer of Han Lei's level.
Tolerate!
I can only endure it!
Han Lei is a killer who specializes in killing skills. He simply looks down on desperadoes like Zhou Sen who often die together. Naturally, he doesn't want to die with Zhou Sen.
Han Lei retreated.
Han Lei retreated little by little, retreated, and soon disappeared into a dark forest.
"Peng!"
After confirming that Han Lei had left, Zhou Sen sat down on the grass, breathing heavily.
He is worthy of being the number one killer in the interstellar world.
Zhou Sen felt that his limbs had become cold, so he quickly activated the warmth in his Dantian. After running for a few times, his body temperature gradually recovered.
"puff……"
While Zhou Sen was healing his injuries, Han Lei collapsed on the ground in the woods and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.
The battle just now left Han Lei exhausted. He even doubted whether he could still pull out the gun in the holster. He was worthy of being the most ruthless gangster in the universe!
The scorching temperature was so terrifying that Han Lei felt a lingering fear every time he thought of the heat wave hitting his face.
The scorching heat makes Han Lei always worry that he will be scorched...
…
"Zhou Sen...ah..." Olin opened the door, and Zhou Sen, who was leaning on the door, rolled in.
"Close the door, I'm fine." Zhou Sen sat on the sofa with Olin's support, closed his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"You rest, I'll help you clean up."
"No, I'll just take a shower myself."
"Can you still..."
"It's okay." Zhou Sen opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and strode towards the bathroom.
Looking at Zhou Sen's generous back, Olin lost her mind for a while. She was obviously depressed just now, so why did she just blink and get better?
Zhou Sen did not fully recover, but he recovered very quickly because he had a golden god hanging around his neck. The god provided him with a steady stream of faith, and his weak body soon became
Fill it up.
Compared with Zhou Sen's terrifying recovery ability, Han Lei was miserable. After he struggled to return to the hotel, it took him a full month to fully recover.
No one knows the peak battle between the number one gangster and the number one killer.
In fact, Zhou Sen and Han Lei are basically evenly matched in strength, but Zhou Sen has a god and his recovery ability is countless times that of Han Lei.
When Zhou Sen came out of the bathroom, he was already full of energy.
"You're okay... ah... ugh... so impatient... ah..."
The bone-gnawing groan made Zhou Sen's blood rush.
Throughout the night, Zhou Sen stayed awake like a tireless machine. The previous battle seemed to have opened a door of desire for him, and he demanded from Olin without restraint.
"Are you made of iron?" The first ray of sunlight shone on Olin's skin that seemed to be shining with fluorescence, and she nestled feebly on Zhou Sen's strong arm.
Zhou Sen said nothing, gently hugged the delicate and weak Olin, and stared at the sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains for a while.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Olin, I'm very confused." Zhou Sen said slowly.
"I used to be very confused, but after being with you, I am no longer confused." Olin said quietly.
"Why?"
"Don't think too much, just do what you need to do, don't be burdened by false fame, and be true to yourself."
"Be true to yourself, be true to yourself..."
Zhou Sen's brain was shocked, as if he was hit by a huge boulder, and he muttered to himself.
