Early in the morning, on the top of the mountain, the six girls were still working hard to practice their core strength. But there is one more spectator by their side - Qi Jun.

Qi Jun still came to deliver food every day, but the time to deliver food was getting earlier and earlier, and later it came when Long Qing and the others just got up. As for the excuse, he said that he also wanted to practice, but after looking at the training intensity of several people, Qi Jun withered on the spot. I don't talk about training with me anymore.

Long Qing's attitude towards Qi Jun is very clear, as long as he does not affect everyone's training, he can come whenever he wants. Although Qi Jun is usually very humorous, he also knows that this is not the time to speak, so he watched quietly from the side, not daring to say a word, for fear that Long Qing would be driven away.

After breakfast, the girls should go to work, and Long Qing, who had an excuse to have something, didn't care, just called Zhao Yan to a secluded place on the top of the mountain to continue training.

Since the last time she mentioned the content of martial arts to Zhao Yan at a higher level, Zhao Yan's daily training has become more intense, except for eating and sleeping, almost all of her time is spent on practicing martial arts, which makes Long Qing deeply gratified.

"Master, I've also used the method you said to train my sensitivity these days, why do I feel that my progress is very slow?" Zhao Yan asked with some puzzlement.

"It's very simple, sensitivity is the stress reaction that occurs after feeling danger, I asked you to try the blade, grabbing the fire head just simulates danger, but it is not real danger, it can't make you have a real stress response to danger, so you can't find that feeling!" Long Qing explained.

Zhao Yan thought thoughtfully: "In other words, only when you are really in danger can you exercise sensitivity?"

"It's not talent, it's faster!" Long Qingdao said, "You don't have to think about it, I have arrangements later, you can practice step by step first!"

Zhao Yan nodded, she was still very convinced of Long Qing's words.

At night, three cars drove in a line on the road. Among the three cars, the front and the rear are both 7-seater SUVs, and in the middle is a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Sun Wenlin and Fu Bo sat in the phantom car in the middle. Suddenly, a voice came from the intercom in the driver's seat: there was a muck truck in front of it that broke down and blocked the way!

Sun Wenlin raised his head and looked from a distance, only to see a car with a load of forty or fifty tons lying across the road. Frowning slightly, he said to his subordinates in the front driver's seat: "Go and see, let him move as soon as possible!"

"Yes, young master!" the black man in the driver's seat opened the door and walked down.

At this moment, Fu Bo, who was beside Sun Wenlin, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Be careful!" while roaring and pounced to the left, instantly crushing Sun Wenlin to the seat.

Almost at the same time as Fauber spoke, a dense burst of gunfire suddenly rang out out of nowhere, and then, the metal impact ......between the doors and glass on both sides of the car was deafening! In less than three seconds, the bulletproof glass window suddenly shattered and turned into a fine particle!

Sun Wenlin's car has been modified, and the doors and windows are bulletproof. Can protect against multiple bullets. But the rain of bullets was so violent that the bulletproof glass on the window only lasted more than two seconds before it suddenly shattered under the impact of more than a dozen bullets. Although the windows are broken, the doors are equipped with high-strength alloy splints, which can stand up for a while, and Sun Wenlin and Fu Bo are still safe.

The gunfire was intense for three or four seconds before it faded away, and it was clear that the incoming men did not have enough ammunition to support a sustained attack, or rather, they thought that the bullets were sufficient.

Sun Wenlin's face was pale, this was the first time he had encountered such a horrific assassination. As the first heir of the Sun family, Sun Wenlin has also experienced a lot of tempering, but it is the first time that he has died in such close contact.

"Young master, don't move, I'll go to the front to see the situation!" Fu Bo whispered.

"Fu Bo, be careful!" Sun Wenlin did not stop Fu Bo, because he knew that the battle-hardened old man next to him would always make the most correct choice.

Fu Bo nodded slightly, then let go of Sun Wenlin, propped his arms on the seat, and his body crossed the back of the seat flat like an ape, and then shrank again, and shrank under the driver's seat.

Before the driver's door could be closed, I could see through the gap that the man in black outside the door had already been beaten by the rain of bullets and bullets, like a hornet's nest.

Fauber whispered into the walkie-talkie: "How many people are still alive, report your situation!"

After a long time, a voice came: "Report, the three brothers in the front car have died, one is seriously injured, and three are intact." ”

"Report, three people in the back car are dead, and four people are in good condition!"

After listening to the report, Fu Bo felt a little relieved, although the protective measures of the two cars in front and behind were not as good as the one Sun Wenlin was sitting on, but they had also been modified to prevent bullets, so it was not unexpected that someone survived.

"Listen, immediately control your car to move closer to the middle. Don't go out of the car and use the car as cover to duel with people outside. Be sure to ensure the safety of the young master!" Fu Bo commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

In the grass on the side of the road, Sheng Huai crouched on the ground, observing the three cars in front of him.

"Elder Sheng, do you want to go up and collect the corpse now?" next to Sheng Huai, a younger brother asked.

"Collect the corpse, collect your corpse!" Sheng Huai sneered, "Such a car fool knows that it has been bulletproofed, and there must be a living person inside!"

The little brother smiled and said, "Elder Sheng, since you know that there is bulletproof treatment, why do you still let us shoot the bullets as soon as possible, now I have no bullets!"

"Hmph, these three vehicles are almost equivalent to a moving castle, if you don't raid at once and try to kill as many people as possible, are you still going to have a positional battle?" Sheng Huai said coldly.

The little brother scratched his head, and somewhat understood: "That Sheng Lao, what should we do now, there must be living people in it, but I don't know how many!"

As he spoke, he saw the front and rear cars slowly moving to the middle, although the tires of these two cars had burst, but it was still possible to move a short distance, and in a moment, the two cars had already sandwiched the middle car in the middle!

"It seems that there are quite a few living people!" Sheng Huai said coldly.

"It's a pity, how nice it would be if there was one, one goes down, and I guarantee that there won't be one left. The younger brother said with some regret.

"Hmph, if you really want to move*, I'm afraid you're not far from death!" Sheng Huai said coldly. Although the underworld is prevalent in Jiangcheng now, fights and brawls are commonplace, and gunfights also occur sporadically, but if there are such military items as * are found to be used, another wave of purges will definitely be indispensable. Although Lin Quan also has some backstage, I'm afraid he can't withstand this kind of pressure.