The Buddha said well, no matter how high the martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives.

Fu Hongchen's kitchen knife is not an ordinary kitchen knife.

Facing the former king of guns, a sharpshooter who wears Yang in a hundred steps.

With Zhao Wenqi's strength, no matter how powerful he is, I am afraid he will not be able to escape death.

And Zhao Wenqi saw the double guns in Fu Hongchen's hands, as well as the unstoppable aura of the king of guns, and instinctively felt weak for a while.

Although the master taught her the Qin Clan's Mental Method, she had only practiced it for a few days?

In the past few days, the cultivation has only been slightly higher than before.

Just a little test, the first taste of sweetness, full of confidence.

can see that the other party actually moved two guns, and he can't help but feel hesitant.

Seeing the master sitting on the roof of the car, smoking a cigar unhurriedly, Zhao Wenqi hardened his head and turned his heart sideways.

Throwing knives in hand, preemptive strike.

It's a pity that no matter how fast the flying knife is, it is only the king of cold weapons after all.

How can it be compared with modern high-tech thermal weapons?

The Buddha said that he had seen pigs on trees, but he had never seen people who had avoided bullets.

Especially the bullets of the gun king Fu Hongchen.

His marksmanship is enough to kill his opponent dozens of times before he can make a move.

But Fu Hongchen didn't plan to kill Zhao Wenqi with one shot, he was confident that his bullet could hit any part of the opponent at will.

So he just needs to put down Zhao Wenqi and settle accounts with the young man sitting on the roof of the car.

It can be regarded as earning back a little face for the Buddha.

After all, killing Zhao Wenqi is equivalent to pulling Foyun Club directly to the opposite side of the fifth master, so Fu Hongchen has a plan in his heart.

Anyway, let's give Zhao Wenqi, the crazy girl, a dismount first.

At the entrance of Wencheng Villa, under the bright lights, two figures stood quietly.

The whole field was silent, and the pins could be heard.

The evening breeze blew the corners of the two of their clothes, making this silent seriousness even more eerie.

In the hall, the Buddha casually picked up the teacup and drank it slowly.

The tea, steaming, sets off the calmness of the Buddha.

Under the walls on both sides of the hall, more than two dozen elites of the Foyun Society stood majestically.

They were not worried about Fu Hongchen who rushed out just now, because so far, no one had ever escaped from Fu Hongchen's bullets.

Not before, and not today.

Unless he Fu Hongchen's subordinates show mercy.

Hu Guosen's father and son were sweating profusely, sitting there in fear, feeling panicked.

They have already lost once, and they can no longer afford to lose a second time.

Seeing that the Buddha was so calm and relaxed, Hu Guosen couldn't help but look outside.

The Buddha smiled, "Guosen, aren't you even worried about Fu Hongchen, the king of guns?"

Hu Guosen smiled embarrassedly, "No, no, how can you not be at ease." ”

"The masters of Foyun Society are like clouds, even if the surname Qin has a hundred guts, three heads and six arms, I am afraid that he will not be able to leave alive today. ”

The Buddha smiled faintly, "In that case, what are you worried about?"

"Young people, relying on some ability, they are a little high-profile, which is understandable. ”

The Buddha glanced at one of his subordinates next to him, "Go out and tell Fu Hongchen, leave him a breath, and let Guosen's father and son solve it themselves." ”

Let Hu Guosen and his son solve it with their own hands, but the Buddha gave a lot of face.

"Yes! ”

When the other party went out, outside the hall, Zhao Wenqi and Fu Hongchen moved.

The two were shooting almost at the same time.

Throwing knives and bullets ignite the rhythm of the night.

Whoosh –

Zhao Wenqi's three flying knives directly hit the opponent's three key points.

The center of the eyebrows, the throat, the heart.

Bang bang –

Fu Hongchen fired both guns in unison, opening his bow left and right.

Four bullets, the last to come.

Bell Bell Bell –

Three bullets hit Zhao Wenqi's throwing knife.

Rub out strings of sparks.

The fourth bullet broke through the air and hit Zhao Wenqi's chest point.

Whether the two guns were faster than the flying knives, Zhao Wenqi looked panicked.

Although I had heard of Fu Hongchen's marksmanship for a long time, I didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

Four shots were fired in a row, three bullets knocked out his throwing knife, and the remaining one was about to take his life.

Zhao Wenqi turned his heart and let it go.

At the same time, Qin Mu, who had been sitting on the roof of the car, frowned slightly.

Sneer——。

The flash of fire was like a meteor piercing the sky.

The cigarette smoke in his hand popped out, and the bell-

Impartially, it hit the last bullet that flew towards Zhao Wenqi.

Mars are cheap, and bullets fall to the ground.

A figure volleyed down into the air and rushed straight to Fu Hongchen.

The opponent's speed and unique methods are simply unguardable.

Just as Fu Hongchen raised his hand to defend himself, "Bang Bang-"

The two guns were snatched away, and he received two crisp blows in the face.

Fu Hongchen was so angry that he didn't even have a chance to dodge.

was about to go crazy, when he suddenly saw Qin Mu's height of one meter eight, the two of them were less than twenty centimeters apart, staring at him.

was glared at by these eyes, and Fu Hongchen's momentum immediately shortened by half a cut.

At that moment, Fu Hongchen had a fear that he had never felt before.

The other party is too evil, with the strength of his spear king's sharpshooter, he actually lost before he even saw the shadow of the other party clearly.

In particular, the cigarette butt of the cigar cigarette flicked its fingers and actually knocked the bullet down.

Such a terrifying strength is indeed incredible.

Fu Hongchen's heart trembled, and he found that he had completely lost the courage to fight again.

The other party's momentum is so strong that it is completely enough to make him bow down and be convinced.

Qin Mu's gaze locked on Fu Hongchen.

"The King of Guns is nothing more than that!"

With a flick of his wrist, the muzzle of the gun pointed directly at Fu Hongchen's eyebrows.

"Why don't you let me teach you how to play with guns today!"

Fu Hongchen is born as a soldier king, he is willing to gamble and lose, and his skills are not as good as others, what else do you have to say?

With your eyes closed, "Shoot!"

Dozens of guards at the gate of Wencheng Villa saw that Qin Mu had made a killing move, and they all raised their guns nervously, staring at each other as if they were facing a great enemy.

Qin Mu's contemptuous eyes swept coldly over the group of people, disdainful.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a group of people hurriedly walked out of the hall.

"Wait!"

The Buddha came out.

Behind him, dozens of heavily armed gunmen ran over and quickly surrounded Qin Mu and Zhao Wenqi.

The Buddha, who is in his early forties, has his left hand behind his back and a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand.

The coarse cloth robe and the handmade black cloth shoes under his feet are exactly the appearance of a teacher.

Calm and calm.

"Buddha!"

Fu Hongchen shouted in a curt, and at the same time lowered his head, looking extremely respectful.

Buddha?

Seeing this person, Qin Mu couldn't help but be stunned.

The famous Buddha is like this?

It's very different from the image I imagined.

But so what?

Even though you are famous, all people admire you.

Even if you are powerful and dominate one side.

Since you provoked me, I will also make you ruined.

colluded with people like Hu Guosen and his son, framed the Qianjiao group, and hired a killer to assassinate, which is an unforgivable crime.

provoked Lao Tzu, it doesn't matter if you are the fifth master or the Buddha, you will step on it.

Qin Mu was surrounded by tigers, ignoring the gunmen behind him, killing everywhere.

scorching gaze, approaching the Buddha.

"You are the Buddha?"

"I am the Buddha. ”

"Let's make a business!"

"You say!"

"How about using you and his head to offset the account of the whole roast just now?"

The gun in Qin Mu's hand suddenly pointed and hit the Buddha's forehead.