In the twelfth year of the Republic of China, Taihang Mountain.

The early morning sun shines through the dense forest, falling flakes of gold.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Suddenly, a mixed burst of gunfire rang out in the otherwise peaceful forest, causing a flock of birds to fly among the dense canopy.

Looking closer, it turned out to be a young man covered in blood and armed with a short gun, being chased and killed by a group of security regiment personnel wearing military hats and uniforms.

The young man ran like a fish in the mud in the water, which looked very strange, but he walked like a fly, and his feet kept flashing against the ground, and in this complex and rugged dense forest, he was like walking on the ground, without any injuries.

"Click!"

It's just that under the constant use of his gun to deter the pursuers behind him, he soon heard the sound of the chamber of the gun and the bullet running out.

Hearing the sound of the empty chamber, a big man with a centipede scar on his right face smiled, rushed forward from the crowd, stared at the young man with a hideous expression, and said in a voice like thunder: "Pei Feng, you killed the head of my family, now that you are at the end of the road, it is time to pay for your life." ”

The head of the regiment in the mouth of the big Han, nicknamed Zhensanshan, is the leader of the security regiment under the mountain on the surface, but in fact he is a well-known small warlord, at the beginning, he was born as a bandit, relying on his own hard kung fu, with a gun in his hand, he pulled the team, grabbed the land, ran rampant in the township, skillfully robbed, and also sold big cigarettes, married foreign cowards, and made the local people complain, and the people were not happy.

As for Pei Feng, he is the descendant of a Xingyi fist under the mountain, and he also has some ambiguity in his hands.

Pei Feng grew up in this area since he was a child, and he really couldn't see that the people here continued to be plagued by the evil thief leader, so in a fit of anger, he took advantage of Zhensanshan to drink flower wine, and ambushed him, as well as his adjutant and two dog-legged cronies.

The original plan was very good, after killing Zhensanshan, Pei Feng sneaked out of the county seat, unknowingly, and hid afterwards to avoid the limelight.

However, the plan couldn't keep up with the rapid changes, Pei Feng had just killed someone here, and several of Zhen Sanshan's subordinates came to look for someone, and after they found the body, they naturally found Pei Feng.

Although Pei Feng killed two people in a row, but under their guns, it was inevitable that they would suffer, and they finally ran into Taihang Mountain, but they still couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the chasing soldiers.

At the moment, he had nowhere to escape, and while he turned around, approaching a big tree as a cover, he threw the short gun without bullets in his hand at the big man with a "swish".

The big man tilted his head and dodged the ferocious short gun, but after he dodged, the short gun hit the face of a small soldier behind him, directly making the little soldier scream "ah", and bent down to protect his already bloody face.

The big man turned his head and glanced at Xiao Bing, his face darkened, he faced Pei Feng, and said with a cruel smile: "A kung fu, and Xingyi Quan is good, it's a pity to die, I said, the current warlord is divided, it is a troubled time, why don't you fight the world with me?" If you promise me, the death of my head Zhen Sanshan at your hands, let's forget it. ”

Pei Feng heard this, how could he not know the wolf ambition of the big man?

Then, without a short gun in his hand, he untied the two guns behind him with his backhand, and quickly put together a black tasseled goose spear, and then the big crotch was like a galloping war horse, spreading out to both sides, his toes were like sorghum roots on the ground, and his upper body was like a dragon's head hanging upside down. Can people be with snakes, scorpions, and jackals? ”

Seeing that Pei Feng didn't eat his own set, Dahan twitched his cheeks, and said in a cold voice: "Toast and don't eat things that punish wine!" I heard that your inner fist is only relying on one breath, and now you have run for more than ten miles with a gunshot wound, I'm afraid that breath has already run out, right? Lao Tzu has a big belly, I'll give you another chance, right? Or don't follow? If you follow, the second leader of this security group will be yours in the future! ”

As he spoke, he decisively pulled the box gun in his hand, and with a "snap", he hit the bullet at Pei Feng's side, hitting a stone only three steps away from Pei Feng, which had the meaning of coercion and temptation.

"Humph!"

Pei Feng glanced at the white smoke that the bullet grazed through the stone, snorted coldly, and then stared at the big man without blinking, paying attention to his movements.

At the same time, Pei Feng's feet changed their posture again, the front and rear feet diverged, and fell to the ground like a half-step collapse, and then the soles of the feet were the roots, the waist was strong, and one shoulder was oblique, and the spear was stabbed to the ground, picking up a piece of egg-sized gravel protruding from the dirt, and then the hands, feet, and guns were parallel again, forming a three-in-one trend, and the waist was strong again, "snap", and the hands holding the spear made a crisp sound in vain, and then shook the gun head, so that the gun head hit the gravel like a python's letter, and then showed its strength and "bang" With a bang, the rubble flew out like a bullet in an instant.

This series of actions is like flowing water, full of masculinity, and handsome and neat.

"Trick guns!"

The centipede scar man thirty steps away relied on the gun in his hand, and he had no fear, and after seeing Pei Feng's kung fu of shaking the stone with a big gun, he smiled disdainfully on his face, and then, like before, he was about to tilt his head and dodge the flying stone.

But at this time, his eyes widened, and his pupils swelled and contracted, and he saw a piece of gravel, which was rushing towards his eye sockets. Without waiting for him to react, with a "bang", the flying stone had already penetrated his eye socket, directly calling him a copper kettle-like head, and blood was splashed on the spot!

On the other side, Pei Feng's feet flashed, and the cold wind in the early morning made his clothes "whoosh", and in just three or four breaths, he killed several pursuers with his spear.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

However, with the sound of random gunshots, he was finally outnumbered and fell in a pool of blood. However, without his heartbeat, there was a brilliant smile on his angular face.

Pei Feng was not happy that he had pulled a few more lives as a backing, but at the last moment of his life, he actually used a stunt that he had dreamed of for half his life, that is, the kung fu of shaking the stone with a big gun just now, the snake pushing the swallow!

This move, kung fu is not in its own strength, but after the strength, the emphasis is on the body like a dragon horse, the gun like a snake, the flying stone like a swallow, and pay attention to the third power that can be exerted and controlled by oneself in addition to the bright and dark energy, turning strength.

Pei Feng really didn't expect that at this juncture of life and death, he would actually break through the barrier, and he would die without regrets.

This book was first published in Reading Books