This sentence was also said in English, and by the time the old man finished the last word, Locke had already pulled the trigger in his hand......

Not only to Xuanyuan, but to the owner of this old voice, five bullets were fired at the same time, and the old man who appeared at the door took sixteen steps back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After running out of bullets, Locke raised the brim of his hat a little, stood up, and saw an old man wearing a shabby robe with a slag goatee on his chin.

The old man was holding a jet-gold knife in his hand, and the bullets in Locke's hand were all on the knife.

The old man didn't continue to move, but there was a look of remembrance in his eyes, and he said slowly: "What a fast gun." When the Eight-Nation Coalition entered the city, most of the Boxers around me died under foreign guns......"

"Lao Lu has always said that his iron cloth shirt is the famous and authentic family of Shaolin, and when he entered Beijing City, he was the first to rush to the front, and his body was beaten into a rag, and his whole body was covered with blood."

"Alas, later I read through the book, and I also admitted that the fall of the Qing Dynasty was due to closed doors, so I desperately learned the set of things like foreign toys, just so that I would not suffer losses in the future."

Locke knew who the old man was, a smile appeared on his bearded lips, and then a hand reached into his pocket, took out the bullet, and slowly reloaded, and after the old man finished speaking, the two acted almost at the same time, and the old man instantly bullied, and the knife in his hand fell flat.

This knife, most of the Baodan masters in the capital have the confidence to take it.

Locke, like an ordinary gunslinger, rolled on the spot, and unexpectedly, he rolled out of the range of the old man's knife.

As he rolled, a series of gunshots rang out again in Locke's hand, and the gunshots rang out almost simultaneously in a second, as if they were connected into a line.

The six bullets in the chamber of the revolver were all hit by the old man, and all five bullets were hit by the old man with his Ugin sword, and one bullet was embedded in the old man's shoulder, and the right shoulder of the old man's shabby gray robe was stained red with blood.

These five bullets knocked the old man back more than a dozen steps, and the old man glanced over his shoulder, stared at the cowboy and said, "You are very strong, you should have a place on the god list." ”

Locke was still smiling, not forced at all in his smile.

He reloaded again, and the six rounds of the revolver were reloaded in 0.3 seconds, and when the old man stepped forward again, there was a dull sound of a sniper rifle in the distance, which was the sound of the anti-tank sniper rifle Bartley.

With a casual swing of his knife, the old man took the bullet that could penetrate the tank's armor.

Colonel Tom, who was hiding in the distance, was about to pull the trigger a second time, but his pupils narrowed, and he didn't even want the characteristic Bartlet, and rolled to the side.

Colonel Tom, who had just rolled to the side, cut the million-pound Bartre in two from the muzzle of the gun, and the knife was castrated, and finally imprinted on the wall, leaving a deep imprint.

Colonel Tom's cold sweat came down in an instant, this old man was too terrifying, too terrifying......

This colonel, who was the enemy of 10,000 people in the British **, didn't say a word, turned around and jumped off the tall building and ran away......

Since Locke could sell him before, Colonel Tom could naturally sell Locke at this time.

After the old man sent out that sword aura, there was no hindrance to his speed, and he still attacked towards Locke quickly.

Locke no longer had to shoot quickly, and when the old man's knife fell, Locke fired five bullets from the revolver in a peculiar rhythm, each bullet was accurate, and they all hit the trajectory of the old man's blade's fall, and each bullet collided with the blade and was cremated.

In this way, the knife was magically dissolved by this cowboy with a gun.

However, these five bullets did not repel the old man.

For gunners, the distance was fatal.

Locke knew that he would die if he was stabbed.

But the cowboy's face was still relaxed, and the silver revolver in his hand was pointed at the head of Regulus who was lying on the wall.

The revolver can be loaded with six bullets, and Locke only fired five just now, and Locke is very interesting, if the old man kills him, then his last bullet is for Xuanyuan more than that, and Xuanyuan more than will inevitably die.

The old man simply put away his knife and said, "Your gun is fast, faster than my apprentice." ”

The old man was referring to Dragon Twenty-two, a cowboy's gun that was already so fast.

Cowboy smiled, "Then can I go?" ”

The old man nodded, and Locke stepped back, the revolver in his hand never leaving Regulus's head.

When Locke disappeared completely, the old man walked up to Xuanyuan, who was staring blankly at his father's corpse, without any foreshadowing, and asked him directly, "Do you want revenge?" ”

Xuanyuan didn't raise his head, he was so weak that he almost whispered, "If I have the ability to take revenge, I want to ...... The first person I kill will probably be you. ”

Xuanyuan is not only simple, but unfortunately he is not stupid, but when his father is there, he doesn't like to think, so all the muses will help him think well.

Now that Miao Daoren is dead, Xuanyuan knows better than anyone who planned all the plots in front of him, it is the old man in front of him.

The old man said: "Follow me, I won't care about you, do you want to kill me, Xuan Tianqi has always wanted to kill me, Lu Feng is probably the same now, but I have taught them with all my heart, how I treat them, how I will treat you, are you willing to give yourself and your father a chance?" ”

Xuanyuan finally looked away from the corpse of the Miao Daoren, he looked at the old man in front of him, his old and cloudy eyes, the old and the young looked at each other.

Both of them saw the meaning in each other's eyes, and the old man knew Xuanyuan's answer.

The old man didn't speak, took out a pill and gave it to Xuanyuan to swallow, and then carried Xuanyuan on his back, just like the Miao Dao man did.

Just before leaving, Xuanyuan not only looked at the corpse of the Miao Daoren, as if he wanted to say something, but the old man rushed in front of him and said: "What you don't bring in life, you don't take away in death, there is no need to cling to a skin, go through a ritual like a mortal, bury or cremate your father or something." A person dies like a lamp goes out, and it is enough to have a heart. ”

Not only did Xuanyuan not speak, but he also stopped looking at his father, buried his head in the old man's back, and fell into a deep sleep.

The alley was quiet, and all the diners in the food stall, as well as the pair of owners, were lying quietly, as if they were asleep.

In fact, they're all dead, a weirdo did it.

The strange man followed behind the old man and Regulus, and every skin on his body was unrecognizable, and his face was as hideous as a beast in hell.

The man's hand was also broken, which was the hand that had been holding the knife.

This person's name is Tang Yi, a man who was completely disfigured by Xuan Tianqi.

Now he also follows the old man.