In a trial mission assigned by Hongmen a few years ago, the Mexican drug lord assassinated by Zhou Yu was closely protected by a South American mercenary team. After several fierce confrontations, although he finally completed the task and successfully sniped the target person, he was also seriously injured and lay down for a long time. So he understands these people. The kung fu in his hands may not be very profound, but he is good at killing skills. Murderous and aggressive. In their eyes, there is no winning or losing, only life and death.

When encountering this kind of opponent, what you have to do is not to fight with the opponent, but to kill them in the most direct, easiest and fastest way.

Zhou Yu's shot is a half-step collapse fist that has not yet been fully understood, which is based on this consideration.

In addition, he is more concerned about the person who sits silently in the car and has not been seen. Able to hide their own perceptions. The other party is certainly not ordinary. It is necessary for him to finish out his opponent so that he can fight for Downing. If you're not afraid of 10,000, you're afraid of what if!

Tang Ning walked up to the black sedan and stopped three or four meters away. Didn't speak, just stood there quietly.

The battle behind him became more and more intense. The thud of limbs colliding and the shrill whistling of blades piercing through the air were endless.

He believes in his brother and partner, so he is not in a hurry, believing that someone will be in a hurry.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, a hoarse old voice came from inside the car.

"Young man, you shouldn't be involved in things here, if you leave here. The old man will let you live. ”

Tang Ning stretched out his little finger and plucked his ear, brought it to his mouth and blew it. Both ignoring and provoking.

There was silence for more than ten seconds. The man in the car said: "Nosy people have always died without a place to be buried." The tone was slow, but you could feel the anger inside.

"Nonsense, if you want to fight, come out, hurry up! If you don't fight, just wait for Jingcha to catch it. I'm old, it's really verbose! Downing said impatiently.

Click, the door opened. Out came an old man dressed in black. The stature is not tall, close to 1.7 meters, and it is very thin. Bald with messy gray hair at the edges. The complexion is bluish, the cheeks are thin, and the cheekbones are high. There are a pair of pale yellow eyes embedded in the deep sunken eye sockets, and if the pupils are vertical, they are two circles larger, and a little more round, these eyes are similar to cat eyes. But not as agile and lively as cats. Instead, it's like two miniature whirlpools, spinning very slowly, but it's really spinning, and you can't look at it directly, otherwise you'll get stuck in it. It's not like the eyes that only humans have, and they're quite demonic.

The old guy is following the routine of mental control. That's why it leads to a change in both eyes. With a flick of the eye, Tang Ning took a look at the other party's origin. Of course, it is all based on relevant records to guess so, and it may not be accurate, but the accuracy of the estimate is more than 80%. Each thaumaturgist takes a different path, and there will be some changes in physical appearance. Especially for those who practice the evil law, this change will be even more obvious.

The old man in black, who looked weird, had a figure like a bamboo pole, and a skin like a zombie, got out of the car and looked left and right. "A bunch of trash."

Da Zhuang is striding towards here. The blood was boiling all over his body, and his fighting spirit was soaring. Feelings, those big men didn't let him have fun. I can't wait to go up here to find a meat show.

"Da Zhuang, stay by the car, don't come." Downing didn't look back, because his surroundings were within his perceptual range, and they were clearer than he could see with his eyes.

Jiang Tao comprehensively suppressed the opponent, forcing the opponent to sweat on his face and panting. If nothing else, you'll be able to finish work in a matter of minutes. I hope his hands aren't too dark. It can leave a living mouth. It's normal to hurt people, but if you kill someone, it's a problem to explain it afterwards. Acting bravely and defensively, it doesn't matter in front of outsiders, you can say whatever you want, but in front of people who care, this kind of excuse will be very weak. Also very pale. Especially in the case of Qin Gege and Tao Qianqian, who have not really seen the world, the eldest lady has witnessed it with her own eyes. People they know, people they know, people they like, they kill people with their own hands, they can't accept it anyway.

Tang Ning did not remind Jiang Tao. For those who practice martial arts, training is everywhere. Cultivating boxing, raising boxing, boxing theory inside, boxing intention outside. Progress often hovers between intentional and unintentional. If he could still control his strength even though he was extremely excited and full of firepower, then his current realm cultivation would not stay for too long.

What was unexpected was Zhou Yu. I've never seen this kid fight so hard before. The shot was the half-step collapse fist of the half-hanger, and the dark energy penetrated the body, shocking the opponent to spurt blood, directly cutting off more than half of its combat power. If it weren't for the ferocity and tyranny of those two, they would have dragged Zhou Yu on the road with a half-crippled body and pure heart. Between the moves, it is completely a desperate way of playing, fighting for life, and it is estimated that the battle is over at this time.

Compared with Jiang Tao's battlefield, it is obvious that Zhou Yu is relatively difficult here. Hurting people instead of killing people, normal people are easy to deal with, crazy people are difficult to deal with, and crazy people who don't want to die are even more difficult to deal with.

There is an old saying in the rivers and lakes, in the rivers and lakes, you must be careful of three kinds of people, the elderly, women and children.

They are outwardly bluffing, but they are usually deadly. Underestimating, despising, and ultimately incurring a miserable death.

Tang Ning's heart was not as relaxed as it seemed from the outside, since he guessed that the other party was most likely a thaumaturgist who was good at spiritual aspects, he had already protected the Lingtai Zhihai for the first time, and the Yuan Shen was always in an attack state.

Hey? Extravagant than pale yellow, the eyes of the strange light flashed. His expression was a little surprised, and he felt the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from the young man in front of him. Although it was subtle, he still caught it. Re-look at the boy in front of him. He said in a low voice, "Are you a thaumaturgist?" Tell me where you come from, although the old man is determined to kill you, but if the person behind you is an old man, the old man can also consider letting you go. ”

"You can't continue to meddle in the matter at hand, right?"

"Not bad."

Tang Ning shrugged, spread his hands, and said, "I can only express regret for that kid." This is a matter involving my friend and her family. I really can't leave it alone. Old man, look at how old you are. Why should we young people be ruthless everywhere? It's better for you to turn around and leave, and find a blessed place to cultivate your self-cultivation, so that not only can you live a long life, but also accumulate virtue and do good. You might as well consider the kid's construction, old man, what do you say? ”

At this time, a miserable cry suddenly sounded next to him. attracted the attention of the two and subconsciously turned their heads.

The middle-aged man in a black samurai uniform who was fighting Jiang Tao had the muscles on his face twisted and sweat dripping down. His face was pale, his hands covered his abdomen with a painful expression, his body was hunched, he staggered back, and his closed mouth seemed to be swept away by a torrent of air gushing out of his abdomen, spurting out a large amount of blood with sticky lumps. He took two steps back, leaned sideways, and fell to the ground, his body stretching and shrinking, twisting and curling. Every time the body moved, it seemed to affect the injuries in the body, and blood foam gushed out from the mouth and nose.

Jiang Tao's face was expressionless, his eyes were even colder, the two hands that grabbed the wrists of the Tsing Yi man pulled back violently, and brought the Tsing Yi man's body to his arms, and at the same time raised his knees and hit the other party's chest and diaphragm, the Tsing Yi man did not wait for a painful muffled snort to gush out of his mouth, and the left and right temples were hit hard at the same time, and he immediately fainted, and crawled on Jiang Tao's body softly, and his arms hung down naturally like bones. Jiang Tao slowly retreated, and the unconscious body of the man in Tsing Yi crawled on the ground, motionless.

Zhou Yu on the side saw that Jiang Tao had already solved the opponent, and he seemed to be in a hurry. Jun's face was cold, the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting, and the body that was approaching no longer dodged, allowing his neck to be locked by the person who pounced on him behind him, and his feet were in a chain of steps, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen feet kicked on the chest and abdomen of the person in front of him, taking advantage of the continuous heavy blows to his chest and abdomen, tending to react naturally, and subconsciously arched his body forward for a moment, and finally kicked his toes up, and when he was about to kiss the other party's throat, he suddenly raised a few centimeters again, and the soles of his feet slapped down vigorously, snapped, and slapped firmly on the other party's forehead and face, the nasal bones were shattered, and the lips and teeth were broken. The whole face was blurred with blood, blood splattered, and he was slapped to the ground on the spot.

At this time, due to the strangulation of his neck and the obstruction of breathing, his face was already congested and purple, the blood vessels were bulging, the green tendons were protruding, and the handsome face was almost deformed. Both elbows were thumped back in succession, and they were pounded. Finally, his arm bent back, grabbed the hair of the person behind him with his backhand, roared, leaned forward and bent down, and turned the person behind him over from behind his shoulder, the two fell to the ground at the same time, rolling and scuffling, Zhou Yu grabbed the other party's throat with his backhand, until the other party gradually stopped struggling, then slowly let go of his hand, and lay there gasping for breath for a while. Slowly got up and walked behind Downing.

The corners of Tang Ning's mouth curled, stretched out two thumbs, and shook them at the two people behind him.

Haobi watched quietly, his face sank to freezing, and the chill in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

"Young man, it seems that you really want to die."

"Old man, your helpers are all hung up. If you don't change your mind and turn around and leave, hehe, they're the old man, your fate! Tang Ning smiled, but his eyes gradually narrowed, and the stars began to twinkle in his eyes.

Holding a Taoist bun, inserting an ebony hairpin, and a handsome face, Qing Lingzi, who couldn't tell the specific age, was still wearing a shabby patched robe. Lying on the roof of a nearby factory shed. He'd been waiting here for a long time, and he'd been watching below. And watch it with relish. These young people are really good. He liked it at first sight, and even wondered if he should fool them into becoming Taoist priests in Xuanyiguan. But this can only be thought about in the heart, no matter how good it is, it can only be seen, not moved. Because these young people were deliberately reminded by Qin Changqing last night and told to take care of them.

Qin Changqing is the master of their Xuanyiguan, the parents of food and clothing, and his orders must be carried out by 200%. Otherwise, once he made the old man unhappy, they would see that dozens of Taoist priests of all ages, young and old, should be starved of food and drink the northwest wind.