Chapter 135: Attempt

The moment the old man appeared, the four bodyguards who were waiting beside Wu Xian also noticed.

The four of them raised their guns at the same time and pulled the trigger at the old man.

Bang bang...... Tongues of fire erupted, splashing sparks on the iron sheet, leaving only black bullet holes.

And the figure of the old man is like electricity, in the posture of a falcon predator, his hands are raised flat, his body is like a light feather, connecting the dots on the ground, dodging the follow-up bullets.

The black-clothed bodyguard looked solemn and calmly continued to aim at the old man.

However, this thin old man was as fast as the wind, and the fierce waves of qi rushed straight towards several people.

Bang bang bang...... As soon as the four of them were about to meet the enemy in close quarters, the old man turned his palm into a knife, and his palm was like a butterfly flying in the air, and it slashed into the neck of the bodyguard one by one.

The four bodyguards fell directly to the ground and fainted, the old man didn't seem to want to hurt the innocent, and he didn't make a heavy hand, but just knocked them unconscious, otherwise these four people would probably not only faint, but also break their necks.

"Boy, put her down. Tang Jinsong said coldly, his eyes sharp, staring at the beauty in the suit in Wu Xian's arms. The evil qi on the body surged, and the blood vessels on the thin skin were like bulging out, and there were tiny vines.

"Let go of her, just rely on you as a master-level martial artist?" A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Wu Xian's mouth, after so many days of getting along with Xie Yun and the others.

He was able to clearly judge the strength of these people by the qi surging in their bodies, and the qi and vitality on the bodies of these martial cultivators could not be compared at all.

If the vitality on Wu Xian's body is water, what is condensed in these people is just a trace of mist, not to mention the quality, and the quantity cannot be compared.

"Hehe......" Tang Jinsong sneered on his face, these ordinary people don't know the horror of martial arts cultivators.

Apparently about to give him a little color, he moved his shoulders.

A violent whistling sound, Tang Jinsong's eyes flickered, and a white afterimage flashed in his sight, and then his vision was a whirlwind, and the scenery quickly retreated.

A green pine tree was directly smashed into two, Tang Jinsong spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the strange young man who was holding Sun Wanshuang with both hands and retracting his right foot.

"Get out!" Wu Xian glanced at Tang Jinsong coldly, if this person killed the bodyguard, he would definitely kick this old guy to death.

However, this person was merciful, and his strength was so low, Wu Xian was too lazy to kill him.

"Go back and tell your boss that you don't send you to die. Wu Xian said warningly.

Tang Jinsong didn't answer, he was so embarrassed that he was rolling on the ground and crawling away, where did he dare to stay, even if it was a grandmaster-level martial cultivator, no matter what he said, he could resist one or two moves.

But in front of this young man, he can only capture the afterimage, let alone resist, and if he stays, who knows if this person will change his mind.

Not far away, there was still a part of the gangsters with knives and weapons, and the black-clothed bodyguards were invincible with their fists and four hands, in front of so many gangsters who were not afraid of death.

The bullets seemed to be a little scarce, and four or five bodyguards were already covered with paint, and blood was flowing.

But after all, they are well-trained elite bodyguards, and even if they don't have guns, they can still have the upper hand in the face of these gangsters, and they are constantly knocking these gangsters to the ground like they are cleaning up garbage.

Suddenly, a few bodyguards who were preparing to hold sticks flashed in front of their eyes, and a direct white afterimage flashed in the field of vision.

Kala...... The sound of bones shattering kept sounding, and those thugs who were thin and weak flew out one by one, and a few of them were kicked two or three meters high, and they hit the ground with a burst of dust and smoke.

Ten seconds...... In just ten seconds, the remaining black-clothed bodyguards looked at the lazy young man in the middle holding a beautiful woman.

Their employer's personal bodyguards, the speed of this terror is simply unheard of.

On the floor and in the corners of the walls, the limbs of the gangsters twisted, constantly wailing, and many passed out.

"Let's go, go back to Huanmei. Now that Sun Wanshuang is in a coma, Wu Xian said with orders.

When the rest of the bodyguards saw him so terrifying, they immediately obediently obeyed Wu Xian's words, and several people picked up the unconscious black-clothed bodyguard and walked towards the car.

Inside the car, Wu Xian checked Sun Wanshuang's injuries through the perspective eye.

It didn't matter much, after the vitality scurried around Sun Wanshuang's body, Sun Wanshuang woke up with her head in her hands.

The field of vision was filled with a handsome face, staring at her with a slightly wilted smile.

"Ahh

"Damn, Mr. Sun, are you still scared when you see my handsome face?

"What's the matter?" Sun Wanshuang came back to her senses, remembering the scene before she fell unconscious, the heavy truck rushed towards them, Sun Wanshuang's heart palpitated, and her heart was pounding.

"It should be the Thunderfire who sent someone to attack. Wu leisurely rested his hands on the back of his head, with a pleasant smile on his face.

Sure enough, following this big beauty, I don't have to worry about a master coming to trouble her, Wu Xian secretly thought that he originally signed a contract with Sun Wanshuang, and the purpose was to meet those martial arts cultivators.

It's a pity that the strength of this martial artist is not satisfactory, a master-level martial artist, Wu Xian can poke him to death with one finger, and the grandmaster-level can barely play, so it's best to send someone at the great grandmaster-level to come.

It's just that martial arts cultivators are rare, and even their names are rarely known, and this great grandmaster-level martial arts cultivator is estimated to be a big man, how could he obey Lei Huo's orders.

"This ......" Sun Wanshuang glanced out the window, looked at the time again, and suddenly looked helpless, "Wu Xian, you let them go back?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Wu Xian looked stunned.

"Alas, nothing. Sun Wanshuang shook her head, she was nearly half an hour late now, and there was no point in rushing again.

"This party is important?"

"Lei Huo gathered small and medium-sized enterprises in the Han River and planned to set up a mutual aid association, saying that they wanted to support each other, help each other, and revitalize the Han River. Sun Wanshuang smiled disdainfully.

What kind of enterprise mutual assistance, Sun Wanshuang is clear about Lei Huo Ma Longxiang's plan, it is estimated that she saw Huang Shi'an and her joining forces, felt the threat of Huanmei, and joined forces with small and medium-sized enterprises.

Don't look at the strength of these small and medium-sized companies, but the ants bite the elephant to death, and the power of these companies to unite and condense is that Huanmei must face it carefully.

"Oh. Wu nodded idly: "I'm sorry, I ......"

"It's okay, a party, just want these companies to return to where it is so easy. Sun Wanshuang shook her head, "It's not easy to satisfy the appetite of these companies, small and medium-sized companies, small and medium-sized companies can't withstand tossing, only with tangible interests in front of them, it is possible to help Lei Huo!"