142. Chapter 142
This extremely fast afterimage flashed in front of Lao Qi in less than a quarter of a second, and then he noticed a smile on Zhang Han's face.
Before he could react, the force of that punch was like a river opening a floodgate, unstoppable, and it hit Lao Qi's arm, and he could only barely parry.
The picture freezes that after this punch touches Lao Qi's arm, Zhang Han stands in place, but Lao Qi is not so steady, and is knocked out several meters by the impact of rage, until the wall stops him.
"Poof..."
Lao Qi's throat was salty, he spit out a mouthful of blood, stood up slowly with his knees propped up, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.
It's not that he can stand up without holding on to his hands, it's just that although the punch just now didn't break the bone, the clear pain in the arm bone shows that at least the bone has been cracked, and the activity is likely to be useless in the future.
"Zhang Han..."Yang Wu looked at Zhang Han in surprise, although he already knew a lot about his BT IQ, it was the first time he had seen this kind of shocking rough scene.
"It's okay, you are the police, the embodiment of justice, I'm not, whoever pretends to be B in front of me, don't blame me for him head-on..."
"Haha..."The scene that was full of gunpowder just now was burst into laughter by Zhang Han's actions and words.
"Well done brother! Teach us another day how you got this hand. The young men who took off their police uniforms put their clothes back on, it was no longer necessary, and they admired Zhang Han's skills very much.
Zhang Han nodded, threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it.
"Hey, are you cool? Want to help you loosen your muscles anymore? ”
Zhang Han walked over and thought about it, Lao Qi threw it out first, and suddenly, Yu Guang noticed a white light on the side of his body, and he was speeding in his direction.
Without thinking about it, Zhang Han leaned back slightly, raised his hand and grabbed the thing in front of him accurately.
When I opened my palm, I saw that it was a spoon.
Lao Qi pulled a chair over, sat down first and took a breath, he knew that if Zhang Han wanted to kill him now, it would be easy, and looked at Liang on the side, the spoon was thrown out by her.
Zhang Han stared at the cold, a trace of coldness oozed from his eyes, and slowly began to spread into the surrounding air, and the people in the hall couldn't help but wrap their clothes a little tighter.
The boundless murderous aura began to awaken, filling everyone's hearts, and they thought it was cold.
Everyone's primitive instinctive fear of death was completely awakened by Zhang Han.
Zhang Han usually hates the thing of hurting people with hidden arrows, and this happening in front of him is no different from looking for death.
Liang was no exception at this time, she was more cautious when she was stared at, and she used her willpower to force herself not to be afraid, and the spirit of death killed her usual pride.
"You lost the spoon?"
Liang was overwhelmed by this aura and couldn't breathe, so he could only nod.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're not here to fight that trick, are you?"
Zhang Han pointed to Brother Wei on the ground, his cool palms were full of cold sweat, and being stared at by that kind of eyes was a kind of torture in itself, a kind of torture that went straight to the heart, and immediately regretted what she did just now, because now her intuitive feeling is that the person in front of her must not be provoked!
"No... No! ”
Finally took a breath, Liang replied, she had never spoken clearly, she actually stammered, thinking of this, Liang turned her back on her hands, and pinched herself with her nails, only to feel a little better.
Zhang Han walked over, touched his hand on Liang's face, slid to his neck, and touched it inside, and the tender skin came with a wonderful touch, and Liang subconsciously trembled.
A black wing appears on the back of Ryo's neck.
"Black Feather Gang, what a big scene, come to two hall masters at once, give me a reason not to kill you!"