Not long after Wang Tu left the International Hotel, he was walking on the path, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

"It's a lot of courage to find someone to block me. ”

Now that the king disciple has recovered the first level of the soul, and he has a talisman weapon, unless he directly pulls a tank over, it will never be possible to get him.

The king's disciples didn't take this matter at ease, and still walked on the trail like a casual heart.

Soon, when Wang Tu walked to a place where there were no other passers-by, the sound of a heavy roaring engine sounded in his ears, and a camouflage off-road vehicle stopped in front of Wang Tu, and three elite men came down from it one after another, one of which was Su Yi.

"It's been a long time, surnamed Wang. Su Yi said viciously, and he didn't know how many times he had killed the king's disciple.

"Is there anything wrong with me? If it's okay, don't get in the way, like a roadblock. Wang Tu sighed lightly, actually ignored the three guys, and walked directly past the off-road vehicle.

"You gave that talisman to Lin Xiaoxiao, I want to see if you have a second such magic weapon!" Su Yi directly pulled out the matching pistol and pointed it at the king's disciple.

In Su Yi's opinion, it is difficult to find a magic weapon that can block bullets in the world, and it is enough to surprise people that Wang Tu can have one, and it is absolutely impossible to have a second piece.

But the truth is cruel, the king disciple has a total of five pieces, and he has given three people, and there are two rotten wood magic weapons on his body.

"Brother Yi, are you sure you really want to kill him, if you let the troops know, we won't have to mess around. The man with pockmarks on his face said with some concern.

"It's okay, there's no monitoring here, I'll bury him in the ground tonight, and no one knows what's going on. Su Yi sneered.

"I always felt that something was wrong, this guy saw us with guns, but he wasn't scared at all, as if he was prepared. Another more sedate man said.

"He must know that we don't dare to shoot in the city, but who are we, the elite of the Tianlong Army, especially on the battlefield, it is a dozen or ten, not to mention that there are three of us, and it is not a matter of minutes to get him a high school student. ”

Although he said that, Su Yi also frowned after hearing this, Wang Tu's reaction was really too bland, facing the three of them, his expression didn't move, could this guy really have a second talisman?

"Hehe, the elite of the Tianlong Army, what kind of army has scum like you, it's a tragedy. Wang Tu chuckled.

"Damn! You dare to say that we are scum!" The pockmarked man's temper was no worse than Su Yi's, and he directly picked up the iron rod in the car and smashed it on the head of the king.

This force is not small, even the air is smashed into an empty explosion, if it falls on the head of an ordinary person, it is estimated that the head will bloom directly.

But in the blink of an eye, before the pock-faced man's iron rod hit the king's apprentice, he fell to the ground hard, and an obvious slap mark was printed on the left side of his face.

"This palm, you are violating military discipline!" Wang Tu's voice pierced through the abyss, as if he were a judgment, and he stood in place, as if he had not moved.

The pock-faced man gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but just halfway up, he was smashed on the ground again, and the red marks on his face deepened.

"This palm, you are helping to abuse!"

"You're special!" The pock-faced man didn't know why he was lying down all of a sudden just now, but now he completely understood that it was the high school student in front of him who gave him two slaps.

Although I don't know how he did it, this behavior has completely angered him, and all the military discipline and military regulations are left behind.

"Lao Tzu will kill you!" the pock-faced man jumped up and soared into the air, when suddenly an invisible pressure fell like the sky pressed against the ceiling, slapping him dead on the ground paved with stone bricks.

"This slap is why you forgot why you became a soldier!"

"A soldier is the pillar of the country, and he should always train himself to defend the country, but you fight for the personal grievances of your companions, are you also worthy of being a soldier?"

"Did your commander teach you to beat civilians?"

Wang Tu glared angrily, looking at Su Yi and the steady man, this stare made the two elites in the army who just wanted to be angry furious.

"You don't understand that the duty of a soldier is to shed blood on the battlefield, it doesn't matter, I let you bleed here today!"

Wang Tu grabbed the collar of the pock-faced man, and suddenly slapped his backhand, breaking the bridge of the pock-faced man's nose, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

The pock-faced man is simply bitter in his heart at the moment, you are a civilian who looks like an egg, who has ever seen a civilian arrest an elite and slap him!

"100,000 push-ups on the spot, if you can't finish it, I'll break your legs!" Wang Tu shook the pockmarked-faced man to the ground and shouted.

The pock-faced man raised his head with difficulty, looked at Wang Tu with four eyes, and suddenly felt that the person he was pulled by Su Yi to beat was not an ordinary high school student, but an old instructor who had just retired.

Out of the instinct of long-term training, the pock-faced man ignored the humiliation of being slapped in the face, and actually started push-ups directly on the spot.

"Su Yi, aren't you going to trouble me, I'll just stand here, you come!" Wang Tu folded his hands behind his back and shouted without anger.

Su Yi paused for a moment, and he really didn't dare to go up directly to do it, but the previous humiliation still drove him to raise the gun in his hand.

"Don't think I don't dare!" Su Yi pulled the bolt and aimed it at the king.

"Shoot!" roared like thunder.

Su Yi's fingers seemed to be out of control, so he suddenly shook and pulled the trigger down.

"Bang!"

The steady man on the side widened his eyes, he didn't expect Su Yi to really dare to shoot in the city, and it was against a high school student.

Shooting and killing people in the city means that he will definitely be tracked down by the military, and even if his father is a lieutenant general, it will be absolutely impossible to protect him.

As soon as the pockmarked-faced man who was still doing push-ups leaned down, he heard a familiar gunshot, so he stopped his push-ups and looked up at Wang Tu in surprise.

"Did I tell you to stop? add another 100,000!"

"Yes!" The pockmarked man didn't dare to look at it more, and continued to do push-ups, but just one glance was enough to make his heart stir up turbulent waves!

This is a movie, right?

Who has ever seen a bullet in his hand!

I saw Wang Tu's right hand fixed in front of him, clenched into a fist, but he could still vaguely see the bullet that was caught between his fingers.

Wang Tu took the bullet directly with his physical body and without the help of any magic weapon!

"You, you, you!" Su Yi retreated in horror and fell to the ground, unable to speak clearly.

Su Yi heard his father say that in martial arts, if a person surpasses the external strength and internal strength, and steps into the transformation realm, he can physically resist pistol bullets.

They call it, the martial arts master, the dragon and phoenix among people.

But how many people in the world can really step into the realm of transformation?

And which of them is not over half a hundred years old?

Su Yi is twenty this year, and he can only be at the peak of his external strength, and he can't break through to his internal strength in life or death.

This guy in front of him can catch bullets in his hand, could it be that he is the martial arts master of the transformation realm?

"Stepping into the Transformation Realm, not afraid of firearms......" The steady man on the side also read it silently, but after reading it, he shook his head again, how could a high school student who was less than twenty years old be a Transformation Realm Grandmaster.

"One shot is not enough, you can fire a few more shots!" Wang Tu raised his head and said extremely defiantly.

Seeing Wang Tu's provocation, Su Yi's heart became angry and painful, no matter what spell Wang Tu relied on to catch this bullet, but could he catch it once, can he catch it a second time?

Just when Su Yi was carried away by shame and anger, raised the gun again, and wanted to pull the trigger, an abrupt mobile phone rang.

It was the king's phone.

Wang Tu frowned, uncomfortably took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and connected the call.

Only a few seconds later, Wang Tu hung up the phone and silently turned away.

"You stop me!" Su Yi said angrily, just now he said aggressively that he wanted him to shoot a few more shots, what does it mean to escape from the battle now?

Run away after loading? No way!

Su Yi laughed evilly, because the king wanted to escape, it meant that he was still afraid of bullets.

"I have something, I'll play with you next time. The king said indifferently, and did not even look back.

"Hehe, this account must be settled clearly today, otherwise you don't want to leave alive!" Su Yi chased after him, and it was up to him to see how the king begged for mercy.

After hearing this, Wang Tu paused, turned his head, and his eyes were full of surging killing intent.

It was a monstrous killing intent that Su Yi had never seen, even those veterans of the Anti-Japanese War were not so terrifying, as if even the entire earth was going to be slaughtered by it!

"Those who stand in the way will be killed. The voice of the king disciple exuded a thousand-year-old cold air, and even the surrounding flowers and plants were covered with layers of frost.

He left only these words, and turned away.

Su Yi didn't stop again, and he didn't dare to stop it!

He had no doubt that if he pestered Wang Tu again, Wang Tu would really kill him!

After leaving Su Yi's line of sight, Wang Tu dialed back the phone just now, and at the same time, his body suddenly lengthened, turning into a long shadow in the dark night, moving forward at a speed that was incomparable to that of a racing car.

"How's it going, the ransom is ready?" said a mean voice on the other end of the phone.

There was an unprecedented killing intent in the eyes of the Wang disciples.

"If Yanran loses a hair, I will slaughter your ancestors for eighteen generations!"