Chapter 8: The Contest of the Tao (Part II)

Everyone's attention was on the mountains, in the forest, and in the distance of the black hole seemed to lurk fierce beasts, grinning their teeth and making a move.

The back of everyone's neck was shivering, which made them hold the gun in their hands tighter and tighter, so tight that it was tense, so tense that it trembled, and this trembling was followed by a misfire.

"Phew!"

I don't know who fired this shot, but the sudden sound of gunfire frightened the police officers to think that it was an enemy attack, and for a while, everyone shot the magazines in their hands as fast as they could in the direction they were facing in the mountains and forests.

"Stupid one!

I thought that what awaited me in this mountain would be an easy and beautiful victory, after all, under the highly strict policy, the firearm ownership rate of the heavens, the dynasty and the people was almost equal to zero, so even after receiving a call for help, Director Xu still didn't take it seriously.

That's why he fell into such an embarrassing situation.

If Heaven could give him a chance to do it all over again, he would have stopped and waited until the city bureau's special police were in place, or he should at least have some night vision devices with him.

The peaceful and harmonious life piled circles of meat on Xu Ju's waist and stuffed layers of oil into his head.

He sat in the car and held the gun tightly, a black hole in the roof and the green smoke rising from the muzzle of the gun indicated that he had also joined the camp of the 'fire army'.

At this time, the rebuke afterwards is nothing more than a thief shouting to catch a thief.

The police officers, whom he called 'fools', fell silent, and at the same time, most of them looked at the police car in which Xu Ju was riding with a meaningful look.

The bright light and explosion in the police car did not escape everyone's observation, in fact, they simply slapped the magazine into the light and also had the meaning of 'following the leader'.

After all, you can't let the leader be a 'fool', can you?

Someone thought sarcastically.

"Go, go, let me go, get out of here, devil, devil......"

Black Boy had a symmetrical bruise on his face, there was such a big movement on the highway, and the police were currently on the front line of the attack, in principle, all the police officers under the leadership of the Xu Bureau present had the obligations and responsibilities of the 'King of Qin', unless anyone wanted to get a pair of small shoes to wear after returning to the police station. Therefore, the police car that was carrying the 'dirt, spot, and witness' to the rear of the retreat stopped, and the four police officers in the car left two of them, and the others rushed back without saying a word.

The stopped car, the explosion sounded in the distance, and the black boy's face swelled into a pig's liver color under the not-so-bright light in the car.

When it is extremely cold, the human body will produce the illusion of 'heat', and when it is terrified to the extreme, the human body will also produce the emotion of 'excitement'.

"Shut up!"

The police officers who sandwiched the black boy between the left and the right in the back seat of the car couldn't stand this chattering and suspicious guy for a long time, and they were also panicking when there was chaos outside.

They can't touch the enemies who create panic outside, but they can still reach the ones who create panic inside the car.

"Phew!"

The two police officers tacitly lifted the black boy up and slammed his head into the roof of the car, and after the collision, the world fell silent.

The sound of the impact coincided with the gunfire outside on almost the same beat.

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Lin Ming's hand held up a full moon, half black and half white, but it was not a yin and yang double fish.

On the white side there was black, but not a dot, but a swirl, pitch black, like his eyes.

The black side has white on it, radiating outwards from one point.

It's not a yin-yang diagram, but there is no suitable class other than a yin-yang diagram to include it.

That's why Zhao Lao called it a 'weird yin and yang diagram', especially when Zhao Lao himself was holding a full moon.

He is the full moon in the sky, and Lin Ming is the reflection of the moon in the water.

A heavy jealousy rose in his eyes.

"When?"

One moment he was still full of victory, and the next moment he seemed to have lost all his confidence, and Zhao Lao's hand holding the yin and yang diagram was trembling.

He could feel that the 'Dao' he had sacrificed no longer affected Lin Ming.

Although it is out of shape, although it looks plausible, there is no doubt that the 'freak' in Lin Ming's hand has the same power as the original version in Zhao Lao's hand.

Lin Ming didn't answer him, because there was no need.

Zhao Lao couldn't control Lin Ming.

lost the advantage of crushing, and the next thing to do is to win and lose, and fight to win and lose.

Old Zhao sighed.

Only talented people come out, but it is not my clan.

Holding the yin-yang diagram, Zhao Lao fell into the sky like a fairy, and only halfway through, his figure had already disappeared, leaving only the yin-yang diagram to smash towards Lin Ming like a meteor.

The collision between the Tao and the Tao does not require any bells and whistles, and the strength and weakness are all confirmed under the most simple and crude collision.

The strong live, the weak die!

The decisive momentum only made the curvature of the corners of Lin Ming's mouth slightly expand.

"At this level, even the 'Concussion Sword' that Mo Xie pondered is not as good, it's really disappointing, Old Man Zhao. ”

Lin Ming, like Zhao Lao, used the Yin-Yang Diagram as a weapon, and he sacrificed the Yin-Yang Diagram just to counteract the power of the rules that Zhao Lao exerted on himβ€”or the power of the 'Dao', in order to come up with a weapon that was more in line with Zhao Lao's identity.

Using the Yin-Yang diagram as an umbrella, Lin Ming snapped his fingers, and a black flame bloomed at his fingertips and quickly condensed into a lotus-like shape.

"Go!"

With a flick of his fingers, the size of the black lotus was only about the size of a peanut, and it was like a firefly compared to the yin-yang diagram that fell from the sky and was formed by Zhao Lao's body.

The light of the fireflies is not qualified to be compared to the bright moon.

So the moment when the black lotus collided with the yin-yang diagram was silent, like a speck of dust crashing into a moving train.

The light of the fireflies really can't be compared to the bright moon, because the former is a living thing, and the latter is a dead thing.

The dust that hits the train will never cause the former to be ruined, but every car that has been on the road for a long time is covered with dust, and even more so that the primary colors and prototypes are no longer recognizable.

"Sa!"

As soon as the Yin-Yang Diagram fell, Zhao Lao appeared in the air again, his face was extremely ugly, and he actually threw the Yin-Yang Diagram out when he turned his hand.

"Boom!"

The words without hesitation were overflowing with hatred and pain.

The yin-yang diagram exploded, turning into wisps of green qi and dissipating in the air.

"Good means! Good means!"

Zhao Lao smiled abnormally, and the expression constructed by the twitching muscles on his face could only be called 'angry laughter'.

A flying sword appeared in his hand, and the bright white body of the sword was like flowing water.

I stopped playing 'Dao', I played sword instead.

I don't play elegant, I roll up my sleeves instead.

Obviously, Zhao Lao has already lost the first 'Dao' battle.