Chapter Seventy-Six: Warning
Distance.
The bald man's heart was full of turmoil, he didn't expect Chen Zhuo to avoid his killing shot.
"What kind of reflexes are that, what kind of body and speed?"
His eyes widened, and he couldn't imagine how Chen Zhuo did it.
"How is this possible? Don't talk about quasi-martial artists, even if they are martial artists, under my rash sneak attack just now, it is estimated that many people will not be able to avoid the bullets of the pistol, so they can only choose to resist hard. And this blood sword is not even a quasi-martial artist, he actually dodged it?"
The bald man felt his throat dry.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have been unbelieving.
But the next moment, there was a strong jealousy in his eyes: "This kind of character, once he grows up, will definitely become the great enemy of our creation organization." He must be killed today, and he must not be allowed to escape. ”
He didn't dare to slack off, held the pistol, and immediately chased in the direction of Chen Zhuo's escape.
Meantime.
The bald man shouted: "Little fat man, hurry up and stop the blood sword." He has been wounded, his combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced, and he is no match for you at all. ”
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"
The little fat man shouted, and at the same time commanded the three people in front of him: "Did you hear it?" Brother Peng has spoken, you should immediately go and besiege the Blood Sword. Make no mistake!"
One hesitated, "What about you?"
The little fat man was righteous and awe-inspiring: "I have the responsibility of a military advisor and command you in the back." Otherwise, will you be able to control the overall situation? You have the guidance of a wise and wise military advisor like me, so just laugh secretly. ”
“......”
The three of them muttered a few times, but did not answer, and began to chase Chen Zhuo with their heads bored. However, in the bushes, their body skills were far inferior to Chen Zhuo, and in just a few seconds, they saw Chen Zhuo disappear into the distance.
Behind.
The bald man had quickly approached, his face was ugly, he glanced at the little fat man, and directly raised his gun at the little fat man.
Boom!
Pull the trigger, and the bullet flew past the little fat man's head.
The little fat man's soul was almost frightened, his legs trembled, and he asked tremblingly, "Peng ...... Brother Peng, what are you doing?"
The bald man said gloomily: "Just now it was just a warning. Now you immediately go after the Blood Sword, and if you catch up, I'll give you a credit. If you can't catch up, I'll shoot you when the time comes. ”
"Good...... Well said......"
The little fat man was full of excitement, and rushed out without saying a word, and the speed was extremely fast. The chubby little short legs were like a loose hare, rushing in the direction where Chen Zhuo disappeared.
Look at this speed, it is too much beyond Chen Zhuo!
Seeing this scene, the bald man put away his pistol and said coldly: "Keep up!"
Five men besieged the Blood Sword.
He still has a hot weapon in hand, such a strong lineup, it is a shame that he was actually run away by the other party. If he couldn't catch the Blood Sword this time, he would probably be punished the most severely by the organization.
Now.
Chen Zhuo had fled to the mountains and forests, his face was beginning to turn pale due to excessive blood loss, but his speed was not affected in the slightest, and no weeds or trees could block his path.
As soon as all the blockers approached him, the best way to avoid it flashed through his mind.
This is the achievement of reaching the peak of Xiaocheng, allowing him to swim in the forest more than enough.
"Huh, the little fat man has caught up? It's worthy of the speed of a would-be martial artist. ”
Chen Zhuo's heart moved slightly, and he used the terrain advantage to widen the distance between the two sides as much as possible.
The little fat man is fast.
He's a great man.
In the grassy forest, the two of them are half a catty, and no one can help anyone.
In this way, one person fled and the other chased, and the two ran for more than ten miles of mountain roads.
Chen Zhuo's expression gradually became surprised: "The little fat man took the wrong medicine today? Last time, he was obviously a timid and cautious guy, but this time it was like a different person, which is really strange. ”
And at this moment, the little fat man who followed him wanted to cry without tears: "Lie in the peat, do you want your physical strength and endurance to be so good? If you run away, the dead bald head will definitely think that I released the water, and I will definitely be shot and killed. ”
Seeing Chen Zhuo's ghostly body in front of him, the little fat man once thought that his speed comparable to that of a quasi-martial artist was fake.
For the first time, he was deflated in speed.
If it weren't for the shot just now, I would have given up a long time ago.
"Blood Sword, wait for me. I'm your long-lost sister......"
He wailed loudly, and his little short legs were very fast.
Waiting for you?
Chen Zhuo's heart moved slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"In my senses, the others have long been left behind by us. Now that I'm injured, I can't bear it anymore, and sooner or later I'll be caught up by the little fat man. In that case, it's better to give it a go. ”
That's it!
His body suddenly spun in a circle in the air, and at the same time, the long sword was unsheathed, and all the strength of his body was poured into his right arm, and he slashed towards the little fat man behind him at an extremely fast speed.
......
......
When Chen Zhuo raised his long sword.
Hundreds of meters behind him, the bald man and the other three members were following the trail of Chen Zhuo and the little fat man.
Suddenly, the bald man's pupils widened.
For he saw a figure galloping from a distance, so fast that he could not see it clearly with his eyes. This speed even made the air around it whistle.
The bald man's heart trembled, he had never seen such a terrifying speed.
Would-be warriors?
A first-class martial artist, a second-grade martial artist, a third-grade martial artist?
No, even a third-rank martial artist can't reach this level.
"Martial artist, it must be a martial artist. ”
The bald man had a shocking wave in his heart, didn't he say that there were even very few martial artists in Rongcheng? How could there be such a strong man as a martial artist?
Suddenly, he remembered a person. The legendary No. 1 powerhouse in Rongcheng: the head of the Dark Dragon Branch.
How can it be?
The bald man was horrified in his heart, could it be that the other party came to save the blood sword? They were just chasing and killing the dark dragon, a little minion who was not even a quasi-martial artist, how could such a strong man personally go out to deal with us?
No way...... Definitely not!
The bald man's brain went blank and his breathing was shriveled.
"Who?"
He shuddered and raised his gun to aim at the other man.
However, the next moment, the person who came crossed hundreds of meters in a second, stretched out his hand, and directly pinched the bald man's throat. The bald man didn't even have time to pull the trigger, he didn't snort and died directly.
The three members of the Creation Organization next to him looked at the visitor in horror, and they were all stupid.
The visitor glanced at them lightly, and a cold light shot out of his right hand. In an instant, the three members couldn't even resist, and their eyes lost color at the same time.
At this time, the person who came picked up the pistol that had fallen on the ground, and there was a monstrous anger in his eyes.
"Thermal weapons?"
The person who came was Zhao Qian.
He narrowed his eyes, and was about to go to find Chen Zhuo, but he quickly stopped his figure, his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the mountains and forests, glanced at Chen Zhuo's situation in the distance, pondered for a few seconds, gave up his original plan, and swept towards the center of Rongcheng City at a faster speed than when he came.
Zhao Qian's body revealed a strong murderous aura, and his face was extremely cold.
He's going to kill someone!