The thief looked at Jun Chengdao's back as he left, and shouted towards the other end of the alley, "How did you see that?"

At the end of the alley, a man's laughter was heard, "Girl, you smell very good." ”

"Wait for me, you said you would protect me. ”

At this moment, Ruoyun was quietly stopping those gunmen and stood in front of Luo Xue.

And Luo Xue just opened her eyes, and she didn't understand why she didn't die under the random guns just now?

She didn't understand why so many gunshots had just been heard and why they didn't kill her? I really didn't understand when the oriental man in front of her stood in front of her, and when he began to protect her?

Her mind was messed up right now, but Ruoyun's thoughts were indeed clear, and Ruoyun was waiting for their next shot.

The speed of the bullets is very fast, if Yun is not Jun Chengdao, he can't control things in the air, if he is shot by these bullets, Ruoyun will also be seriously injured, so Ruoyun must find a way to protect Luo Xue, dodge these bullets, or let these bullets kill his enemies.

He already had his own purpose and his own plan, so he let go of the hand holding Luo Xue, stepped out of his forefoot with his feet slightly and made a palm, hitting the gunman in front of him in the chest.

This moment directly slapped a layer of ash on the gunman's black suit, setting off a wave of anger.

The gunslinger felt his chest be slammed into the chest by a large hammer that thumped and kicked up a cloud of dust.

The gunman in the black suit flew upside down and knocked down several gunmen behind him, who avoided shooting and dodging the shots.

Ruoyun fluttered lightly, standing in the encirclement of this group of gunmen, which was very center.

Ruoyun spoke, still in the same broken English with an Oriental accent, "I'll bet on Franklin, I think you'll all die if you shoot me." ”

Sure enough, these gunmen, the hands holding the guns began to tremble, such gunmen could not hit people with guns, because these gunmen questioned their guns.

If a person has any doubts about his own weapon, then this weapon is no longer a weapon, he will only be a murder weapon that will kill him, even in the modern era of thermal weapons.

Under the comparison of the man in the suit with gold wire glasses, these gunmen still shot decisively.

But the gunmen made a fatal mistake, or rather, it was just a trap that Ruoyun had prepared for them.

They formed a circle and aimed at Ruoyun's chest and head and fired, these gunmen were originally very accurate, but unfortunately the speed of the bullets could not match the speed of Ruoyun's movement.

So Ruoyun kept dragging out the afterimages of various movements in place in the high-speed movement, and the bullets grazed his skin and clothes, Ruoyun felt some hot pain, and the tail flames of some bullets rubbed against his skin and burned his skin.

However, the bullets did not hit him, but grazed his body and flew towards some enemies.

There was a muffled sound of bullets entering the flesh, and the bullets were indeed hitting the gunmen themselves.

The gunmen fired in a circle at Ruoyun, and if the bullet didn't hit Ruoyun, the bullet would pass through the person's position and inevitably hit the teammate on the other side.

So the neat and countless killers fell to the ground, some had lost their breath, and some were still wailing bitterly.

The thief caught up with Jun Chengdao's footsteps, she took off her hat, and a crisp short hair appeared in front of Jun Chengdao's eyes.

The thief asked Jun Chengdao in a romantic tone with a French accent, "What method did you use just now, and why is it so magical?"

Jun Chengdao ignored her, but his pace sped up a little.

It's just that soon, the thief followed his rhythm again, "Hey, hey, I'm asking you, you must not be using magic or anything like that, your face is an oriental face, I once heard my grandmother say that there are people who practice in the east, so you must be a cultivator, right, you said what I said is right!"

Jun Chengdao frowned, thinking in his heart, today I finally got rid of Su Yu's little chatter, and now I have another chatterbox.

He couldn't help but feel that Jun Chengdao's walking speed was a little faster, and he wanted to hurry up to the end of this road and get rid of this girl who was a little talkative.

The thief lady was still chattering to Jun Chengdao.

Now her spirit is full of curiosity.

She hadn't seen anyone who could dodge a bullet like this.

It's not about speed, it's not about the strength of your muscles.

This method has broken through the limitations of a human being, and it can already be called superhuman.

Natasha didn't understand, what kind of method was the man in front of her, was it the legendary magic or the mutated telekinesis?

He hadn't seen anything before.

I felt that the man in front of me was very likely to be my grandmother, a cultivator from the East who I mentioned before she died.

They call these people immortals!

Natasha caught up again, and Jun Chengdao was now walking very fast. But the thief in front of him seemed to have physical strength beyond ordinary people, and he was still chattering in this half-running and half-walking state.

"And my name is Natasha, my father is an American, my mother is a Russian, my name is after my mother, oh, by the way, she used to follow my grandmother when she was young, traveling to the East, are you this the immortal from the East that my grandmother said?"

Jun Chengdao still ignored the chatter of the young thief, and now it should be because of Miss Natasha.

He just saw the end of this road and breathed a sigh of relief, Jun Chengdao felt that there was nothing more troublesome in this world than dealing with women.

When he reached the end of this road, he put on his hat and blended into the crowd, there were twenty or thirty people in the crowd who were wearing exactly the same clothes as him, Jun Chengdao disappeared into the crowd with the flow, and finally got rid of Miss Natasha, no one knew where Jun Chengdao's next destination was?

Natasha realized that what the man had just said was the truth, and perhaps the people under him had really mastered the city.

She touched the pistol that the man had just returned to him, and there was a business card in the grip of the pistol, written Jun Chengdao in a few Chinese characters in bold!

Read the Tao little by little in some rap Chinese. "Jun Chengdao! ”

Natasha smiled sweetly and disappeared into the crowd.

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