When he opened Jiang Li's door, a strange light filled with black and gold light suddenly pierced his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to block it.

"What are you doing?"

Only then did the Eighth Rank Monk stop the continuous output of energy, because although his skill was relatively strong, the continuous output far exceeded the recovery speed of the energy, so it was still difficult for him to maintain the continuous output, let alone maintain the most basic balance of his own energy.

Everyone turned around, and their eyes were on Zhu Awen's body at the same time, and Zhu Awen was also stunned, because the scene he saw just now seemed to be a little incredible, and there were suddenly so many more people in the room at once, and they all looked like people with bad intentions, and more importantly, he killed two of them in one breath just now, if they knew, they would ......

Zhu Awen stood there in a daze, a little at a loss.

Jiang Li's cultivation has not yet come to an end, but it is already about to reach its peak. Although it is not completely completed, it is already in the process of finishing the final work. Jiang Li is carrying out the last struggle, and he has reached the limit from the last jump, he only needs the last breath of kung fu to achieve the level and realm he wants.

Zhu Awen seemed to see Jiang Lizhong's last intention, although he didn't know what Jiang Li was doing now, but he knew very well that he had to delay this group of people, at least until Jiang Li woke up.

Seeing that the other party was stunned and looked at him, Zhu Awen suddenly had an idea, and then a hand reached into the table in the room and touched the gun he was carrying. Then he put his hands behind his back, looked at the group of people opposite him unkindly, and then smirked silently, laughing a little weakly, and at the same time, he kept moving his position.

Suddenly, Zhu Awen dodged and jumped behind a table, and then at the same time, fired two shots in succession, and then hid.

When he was hiding, Zhu Awen's heart beat faster, and he also knew to open ** and check the number of bullets. Then he hid there quietly, waiting for the people to reappear.

Zhu Awen's bullets shot casually not only did not hit, but also fell far behind. The group couldn't help but look at the eighth-stage monk, who had already felt physically exhausted, so he gave up attacking Jiang Li's savings. Then all the people turned their eyes to the place where Zhu Awen was hiding.

They didn't have the slightest fear, but several people slowly gathered around Zhu Awen, and at the same time threw aside all the tables and chairs where Zhu Awen was hiding.

Zhu Awen didn't pay attention to it, he was completely exposed to the other party's field of vision, I saw him holding a gun in his hand, facing these guys who no longer seemed to have any human temperament, and kept stepping back and said: "You, you, I, I'm a member of the famous Falcon Commando, don't get close to me, I'm very good, I can kill, my marksmanship is very accurate, and I hit every shot!"

Everyone laughed, and the seven-dan monk was the first to think of this idea, so he motioned for everyone to go over and arrest him, because since the two of them lived in the same room, then at least the relationship should be a friendship. So as long as one of them is caught, then the other person will be much easier to deal with.

The Eighth Rank Monk couldn't help but smile, and then said, "I dare say that your bullets will never hit me!"

Zhu Awen can see a lot of ominous omens in this person's eyes, and he can also see that kind of very disdainful eyes. He knew that the other party was not an ordinary human being, and he also knew that the other party was not a good stubble, since they said so, then they must be targeting themselves.

But in order to delay more time, Zhu Awen still endured all kinds of pressure, and finally stopped his non-stop trembling. Then he swallowed and spat at the mouth with pretending to be calm, and pretended to be awesome and said, "If you don't believe it, then let's give it a try!"

"Okay, I'll give you three chances, and if you can't beat me, I'll give you some color!" the Eighth Rank Monk looked at Zhu Awen with disdain, and then said with a threatening tone.

"Three times?" Zhu Awen didn't know whether he was happy or distressed in his heart, and it seemed that three chances to kill the person opposite should be a problem, but he had no way of knowing the true ability of the person on the other side, as well as the hidden strength and energy in his body.

"What? isn't it too little?" said the eighth-rank monk arrogantly: "Three chances, you choose for yourself, as long as you can beat me, even if you win, we won't embarrass you!"

"Okay, come on!" Zhu Awen finally made up his mind and stopped continuing to be timid.

The surrounding disciples also consciously flashed to the side, Zhu Awen raised the gun in his hand, and then aimed at the head of the Eighth Rank Monk, his hand trembled a little to varying degrees. The distance is about ten meters, Zhu Awen feels that his extreme shooting is five hundred yards, this distance should not be a problem, although his hand is a little shaky, but he feels that he is still very sure, at least he can shoot his head.

In order not to keep his hands from shaking, Zhu Awen held the pistol with both hands, then aimed, opened the safety of the gun, and then opened the gun, and the bullet hit the head of the eighth-dan monk impartially. But after the gunshot, the eighth-dan monk seemed to be standing there intact, and just now he felt that he had obviously hit with a shot, and besides, the body of the guy on the other side didn't move, and he didn't dodge at all, but why didn't he shoot and hit?

Zhu Awen looked at the scene in front of him stupidly, and there was really no score in his heart. But when he squinted at Jiang Li's room, he found that Jiang Li was still sitting there like a piece of wood, and he was in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do, because he didn't know what kind of state Jiang Li was in now. So I can only continue to drag it down, as long as I can.

In order to let himself see the trajectory of the bullet he shot more clearly and the accuracy of the shot, Zhu Awen calmly walked forward about five meters in the direction of the straight line. Then he stood very steadily, raised the pistol with both hands, and after the first bullet was fired just now, Zhu Awen was no longer as nervous as he was just now. When I raised the gun again, I was not so nervous.

"Second shot!" Monk Eighth-Dan raised his finger and gestured to two, not seeming to take the three shots in his eyes.

Zhu Awen nodded stunnedly, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation, the enemy on the opposite side did not have any dodge, nor did he have any resistance, just stood there quietly waiting for himself to shoot him, this was a strong opponent, making him feel that he must be underestimated.

"What are you doing in a daze?" the Eighth Rank Monk obviously didn't have much patience anymore. Standing there, the power emanating from his body was aggressive.

"What the are you in a hurry? Sooner or later, you don't have to die!" Zhu Awen was annoyed, and naturally he didn't cover it. I saw him look intently at the eighth-dan monk not far away, and then stabilize the pistol again.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and Zhu Awen's eyes almost flew out with the trajectory of the bullet. However, when the bullet was about to reach the face of the Eighth Rank Monk, the man seemed to melt the bullet with air, and the bullet disappeared like that, but in the end, the bullet still shot impartially on the wall behind the Eighth Rank Monk.

The body of the eighth-dan monk did not receive any damage, and the whole person still stood there like that, as if he was despising everything, and he was also despising the guy in front of him who had no much ability. At this time, he seemed to be a little impatient, because his whole body was there impatiently trying to clean up the incompetent person in front of him.

However, Zhu Awen seemed to be still grinding, there was no impatience at all, the whole person was there triumphant, and deliberately ran to the front of the eight-stage monk, looked left and right, and deliberately wanted to look at the person in front of him, but he continued to rub the time, he pulled the face of the eight-stage monk for a while, and looked at the back of his head for a while, as if he thought it was fake!

"What the fuck are you grinding here, hurry up and start the third shot, give you three seconds, if you don't shoot again, I won't give you a chance, and the chance for the last shot will be gone!"

This feeling of being ruthlessly trampled on made Zhu Awen feel unbearable, only to see him quickly pull out his gun, and then shoot at the head of the eighth-stage monk, this shot was very fast and very unexpected. Therefore, although the eighth-dan monk has the superpower of dodging bullets that is difficult for ordinary people to have, the bullet still hit his ear impartially, very accurately, like wearing an earring for him, which looks very funny.

Zhu Awen couldn't help laughing, and the feeling of laughing was very shocking, because the other people were waiting there quietly, not daring to say anything, as if they were very afraid that the eighth-stage monk would punish them.

All the people were honestly waiting there, waiting for the next step from the eighth-dan monk.

The eighth-stage monk was very annoyed, the expression on the whole person's face was about to freeze, the whole person was like a changed person, although he had spent a lot of energy just now, but now he was still very arrogant, because his anger had reached the limit, this level was something that no one could resist, so it looked very terrifying.

"I'm done fighting, now you say this situation, how can you calculate it!" Zhu Awen said very proudly.

"What's the matter?" the eighth-rank monk was about to be!

"Didn't you just say that I couldn't beat you, so you could punish me, now that you haven't hit me, how do you want to punish me!" Zhu Awen said rhetorically.

"You slut, you dare to play tricks on me, do you think this is fun? How should I settle this account with you?" The eight-stage monk didn't seem to want to forgive Zhu Awen at all, only to see him strolling to Zhu Awen's side, lifting his huge body, and then looking at Zhu Awen with straight eyes and saying, posing as if he wanted to kill Zhu Awen with his eyes, and then exerting force with both hands, Zhu Awen was picked up out of thin air, and his whole feet left the ground!

"Ah, what are you doing here? Hurry up and let me down! Oh, I'm afraid of heights, let me go quickly, I'm about to be scared to death, what are you doing here?" Zhu Awen pretended to be afraid and roared, and then his eyes kept looking at the direction of Jiang Li's room, and finally saw a little change, Zhu Awen's heart also had a lot of spectrum, so he was not as scared as before, and more importantly, he had already felt it from the body of the eighth-stage monk, this guy had an evil energy that humans did not have, so he was a little worried.

The eighth-stage monk didn't care so much, he just blindly continued to release his power, and then lifted Zhu Awen high, and finally converted those evil energies into ropes to tie Zhu Awen up strongly, and then slowly put him down.

"Your uncle, don't you know how to play the game, I'm about to be scared to death!" Zhu Awen had already seen Jiang Li slowly open his eyes, and his heart was very knowledgeable, so he was not afraid of these evil forces of the Eighth Rank Monk at all, besides, his level of worship for Jiang Li was unmatched.