Seeing that the martial idiot didn't speak, just pointed a pistol at himself, the indifferent male bloody hand frowned, in the case of this distance, once he fired, it was a very dangerous thing, although he was confident in his own strength, but after all, the opposite side was also an ancient martial artist, and his reaction power was definitely not weak.

"Now you and I have guns in our hands, once we do it, it will only be a lose-lose situation, so let's throw away all the pistols and rely on real skills to fight it out, you see how it goes." The indifferent male bloody hand hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, he preferred to use his best kung fu to solve the battle with a gun.

After killing a few more robbers, the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu was boiling with blood, feeling that his whole person was like being reborn, and he wanted to fight with others, at this time, the words of the indifferent male bloody hand were undoubtedly in line with his mind, and the indifferent male bloody hand was the same, he was not very good at fighting with a pistol.

"Okay, I'll count to three, let's throw the pistol away." Nodding, the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu stared at the indifferent male bloody hand opposite, and said cautiously.

"No problem!" Hearing that the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu agreed with his thoughts, the indifferent male bloody hand nodded without hesitation and slowly put down the gun in his hand.

As if they had a good tacit understanding, they both put down the pistols aimed at each other, and then put on a posture to throw them out, which seemed to be very casual and peaceful, but the danger and tension were incomprehensible to ordinary people, and both sides kept their eyes on each other to ensure that the other party would not suddenly play any tricks.

"One, two, three!" As they spoke, the two watched each other as they threw their pistols into the dim grass next to them.

And just when the pistol flew in mid-air and had not yet landed, the indifferent male bloody hand, who had the upper hand in combat experience, immediately took the opportunity to attack.

Almost the moment the pistol was taken off, he suddenly rushed towards the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu, his palm was flushed with a touch of blood red, and he slapped it on Ma Zhenhu's chest.

The whole process was too fast, so fast that the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu was caught off guard, but with his cautious and cautious character, he was always secretly vigilant, so although the sudden attack surprised him, he was not flustered, and before the reddened palm was about to slap on his chest, he unleashed the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt.

"Bump!" Dull as the sound of beating on a cowhide drum sounded, and Ma Zhenhu, a martial idiot who received a palm in the chest, couldn't stop falling backwards under the huge hitting force, and retreated four or five steps in a row, stepping on the ground with deep footprints, and then he used all his strength to stabilize his backward figure.

Standing in place and retracting his reddened palm, the indifferent male bloody hand looked at the other side in astonishment at the shameless Ma Zhenhu who stabilized his body and didn't seem to be hurt too much.

He was very clear about the strength of his palm just now, although it was not 100% of his full palm, not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary ancient martial artists could not bear it, even if he would not be slapped to death by a palm, at least he would lie on the ground for a long time and not be able to get up, but the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu was beyond his imagination.

"You are practicing foreign kung fu in ancient martial arts." After a deep groan, the indifferent male bloody hand, who had seen a good knowledge, asked with a cold gaze.

"Yes, I am indeed a cultivator of foreign hard kung fu, so what about you, you should be the kung fu of the palm of your cultivation." In response, the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu locked his gaze on the reddened palm of the indifferent male bloody hand opposite, although the palm just now did not seriously hurt him, it also made him feel a feeling of tightness in his chest.

Among the ancient martial artists he knew, the person who could reach this level, except for the powerful Yang Hong, the kidnapper in front of him was definitely the second person second.

Hearing the reply of the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu, the indifferent male bloody hand nodded, but the expression in his eyes was more solemn, and he even regretted throwing away the pistol.

His kung fu is a very cruel and evil bloody hand in ancient martial arts, when he is doing his work, his hands will emit a faint red light, a pair of palms can easily split stones, the hardness is comparable to steel, the power is huge, and the more stained with the enemy's blood, the more powerful it will be, known as a must.

It's just that his bloody kung fu, what he is most afraid of is the ancient martial artist who cultivates foreign kung fu such as the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, once his hands can't break through the opponent's defense, then his strength will be greatly reduced, and to deal with the ancient martial artist who cultivates foreign kung fu, using a hot weapon is the best way to deal with it, but he missed it.

Of course, if you really want to talk about it, the bloody hand he cultivates can be regarded as a kind of foreign kung fu, but unlike ordinary foreign kung fu, his evil kung fu is a kind of exercise supplemented by external kung fu and mainly internal kung fu, which has high requirements for cultivators, of course, once the cultivation is successful, the power is naturally very strong.

As an ancient martial artist, coupled with the restraint of foreign kung fu on his bloody hands, he also studied foreign kung fu once, and learned that most of the cultivators of foreign kung fu are not very flexible, and in the case of enhanced defense, they will naturally sacrifice some other aspects, unless they are cultivated to the level of Dacheng.

However, it is obvious that Ma Zhenhu, the martial arts idiot in front of him, has not been able to cultivate his foreign kung fu to Dacheng, otherwise the palm just now would not have slapped him back four or five steps.

Glancing at the place where the pistol had been thrown just now, it was pitch black as far as the eye could see, and it was almost impossible to find it in a short period of time.

"Forget it, although it's a bit troublesome, but I also want to see who is more powerful against my bloody hands."

Muttering to himself, a terrifying momentum burst out from the indifferent male bloody hands, and bursts of red light emanated from the hands, which looked evil and demonic.

Feeling the strength of the indifferent male bloody hand on the other side, the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu did not show weakness, and used the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt to the extreme, the muscles of the whole body bulged, and the skin on the surface of the body was shining like steel, looking at it from a distance, it was like an iron man, giving people a strong sense of oppression and heavy pressure.

In a remote corner, the indifferent male bloody hand and the martial idiot Ma Zhenhu fought together, and in the room on the other side, Chen Yu's Japanese subordinates came to the inner room where Qi Duxue and Han Yuexin were, at this time the two women were tied up with ropes and sat on chairs, I don't know if these people were intentional, the way of binding is different from the way of tying prisoners, more like the more perverted way of tying women with hemp rope in Japanese movies.

In this way of binding, although the two women did not leak the spring light, their chests, which were originally very plump and surging, were strangled by the rope as if they were about to jump out of their clothes.

In addition, the legs that are forced to be crossed, especially with those snow-white and slender thighs, can't help but make people think about it, which is simply a binding temptation. Confuse.

The Japanese man who walked in, glanced at the two women who were tied to the stool, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, if it weren't for the indifferent male bloody hand to stop them from violating the two women again and again, they would have been unable to endure that kind of temptation. Confused, he stretched out his hands to the two women, intending to eat tofu.

The two women who were tied up struggled violently in horror, but they could not stop the man's hands reaching for their chests, seeing that the plump suckling pig was about to fall into the hands of the thief.

The two frightened women, almost unanimonically, couldn't help but think of Yang Hong's figure in their minds, how they longed for the man in their minds to suddenly appear at this critical moment, beat this hateful Japanese man into a pig's head, and rescue them from the clutches of Chen Yu and others.

Maybe when people's minds are concentrated, they do have some magical powers, just when the two women were about to be eaten by this Japanese man, a sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and then in the horrified eyes of Han Yuexin and Qi Duxue, the Japanese man didn't know when there was an extra flying knife on his temple, and the blade was deeply immersed in his head, leaving only the handle still exposed, and the blood flowed slowly down the blade.

"Yaga!" A muttered angry cry came from the mouth of the Japanese man, and then the whole person fell to the ground weakly and died in front of the two women.

The sudden change scared the two women into a cold sweat, if it weren't for the sealed mouths, the two of them would definitely not be able to help but scream.

"Hey, you're alright." Just when the two women were frightened and didn't know what was going on, a soft cry suddenly came from their ears, and they looked up in the direction of the sound to the only window in the back room, only to see that on the window, the faces of a man who both of them were thinking about it were appearing on it.

"I, I'm not dreaming, Yang, Yang Hong he really appeared." The two women both had a similar passage in their minds, and they were all shocked by the scene in front of them, the impact of realizing their wishes in a desperate situation, which made the two women, who were both relatively strong, shed tears of excitement.

"You're all right, if you're okay, just nod, I'll find a way to get in now." Seeing the two girls, Yang Hong, who was also very happy, did not forget where he was now, and hurriedly asked the two girls again, and the two girls who heard him shout again also came back to their senses and nodded quickly with tears.

Sure that the two girls were fine, Yang Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hit them carefully, the two girls were not injured or anything, he was really afraid that Chen Yu's group of crazy people would do something bad to the two women, and now it seems that the things he was worried about did not appear, which made the guilt and worry in his heart also lessen.

Looking at the two women who were tied up in the room, Yang Hong regained his composure, but couldn't help frowning, he wanted to enter the inner room, if he entered through the window, it was almost impossible, this window was obviously an air hole, and the flying knife could pass through, but it was not realistic to want to get in.

"Looks like we can only break in through the main entrance." After thinking about it for a while, Yang Hong made a decision, after all, now that the police outside are attacking, the members of the drug trafficking organization should be outside to block the police, even if there are still people left to guard the two women, there must not be many people, don't worry about the number of people will hurt the two women.

"You wait here first, I'll come to your rescue in a while, don't worry, I'll definitely get you out safely." Whispering to them, Yang Hong left the window and broke in from the main entrance of the courtyard, and the two girls who saw Yang Hong leave were reluctant to give up, but they were not so panicked.

"It's strange, what's going on with that guy in the distant mountains, I asked him to bring those two stinky girls over, why haven't they come back yet, this guy won't steal food inside." After waiting for a while, Chen Yu shouted angrily, although he really wanted to see the appearance of the two women when they were insulted, but now at this time, life and death are at stake, and whether his life can be saved is a question, how can he be in the mood to look at this, thinking of the Japanese man Yuanshan who he sent out just now, he is making some indecent treatment to the two women in the house. Trivial move, he was so angry that he couldn't wait to rush in immediately and kick this guy with a sperm brain.

"Jiuquan Ichiro, you go and take a look, if that guy in the distant mountains is stealing food, you can teach him a good lesson, and then come out with those two stinky girls." Glancing at the only remaining Japanese subordinate beside him, Chen Yu shouted angrily in fluent Japanese, angry.

This book was first published in Reading Book Worm