It's definitely not a prop, Li Zhenfeng also opened his eyes slightly, and his face showed a little surprise.

He had already estimated Gao Ming high enough, but now it seemed that he was still underestimating. Just twisting the head of the gun, he has been stepping into the second layer of dark energy for twenty years and is marching like the third layer, he can't do it so roundly, but he didn't expect Gao Ming to do it, it is a steel gun as thick as a child's arm.

And Shen Guowei, the chief butler of the Yun family, was in a cold sweat, and his heart was full of anger towards Gao Ming, who spoke in a flat tone to him, as if he was a subordinate, and he only knew what Gao Ming relied on at this time.

People have that strength! What power, what status, in front of such masters, is all passing smoke and clouds, not worth showing.

Since ancient times, there has been a horseman who is angry, and the floating corpse is a thousand miles away, this horseman refers to those masters who are far beyond ordinary people, even in modern society, due to the development of firearms, martial arts masters are much more restrained than before the new China, and will not fight with ordinary people at will.

But this matter is not absolute, the rich and fat man is in a wealthy family, naturally he knows a lot of Chinese secrets, several major families are powerful enough, in the highest level of China, but there was once a third-generation gentleman who offended a person from a hidden family, and as a result, he was shocked by his dark strength, coughing up blood in the hospital for seven days and died.

So far, this matter has become a hidden pain for these families at the pinnacle of power, but at the same time, they have learned a lesson, you can offend those who have power, but don't offend those lone masters, people slaughtered you, ran away and didn't even see a shadow, where do you cry? Is it useful to sue in front of Hades?

I secretly made up my mind in my heart, I must have a good relationship with Gao Ming later, no matter how high the price of the medicine he sells, I must buy it, no matter how good the medicine is, it can't be worth the relationship with such a master, don't ask how good it will be, at least have a smiling face, and meet a good talk in the future.

Gao Ming didn't expect that his casual hand would make Manager Shen turn so many thoughts in his heart, and invisibly took the initiative to raise the price of the "Qingxin Pill" he was about to sell several times.

If Gao Ming knew that it could still have this effect, he had to negotiate with Chiba Toichiro, instead of using a stick, he would use a hammer to fight the enemy, and change the steel spear into a hammer head, Li Yuanba was also very invincible back then.

Chiba Toichiro's eyes shrank violently, and his little heart jumped violently and uncontrollably, this man is not weaker than his mouth at all.

What kind of spiritual martial arts must be used, Chiba Toichiro has been involved in all kinds of strange skills in Huaxia, knowing that there are some strange people in Huaxia who can use strong spiritual power to lure people into hallucinations, at the moment, trying to dispel the uneasiness in his heart, staring at the kid with the "big-headed iron rod" with all his attention, and yelled, "Heha! ”

Suddenly, he took a big step forward with great speed and incomparably under his feet, and the katana raised above the top slashed straight down at Gao Ming's eyebrows like lightning, with a murderous intent.

Gao Ming himself was only four or five meters away from Chiba Toichiro, and after this step, Chiba Toichiro's figure was already in front of Gao Ming, and all the strength of his body was instilled in this knife.

Under the stimulation of the so-called mental power, Chiba Toichiro's whole energy was able to concentrate to the maximum, and the knife he cut out was really the pinnacle he could achieve in his life.

As if he had crossed the limit of space, in the eyes of everyone, he seemed to have just started, and the blade reached above Gao Ming's forehead, and the next moment he saw it, it would split Gao Mingshang's young face full of indifference.

This lightning-fast knife also made everyone in the audience gasp, don't look at the big guys just now are laughing at this devil who dares to despise Huaxia, but everyone knows that he is a master, although Gao Ming's previous appearance was a little weird and gave people a kind of hope, but now this knife is too fast.

That's not to say that you can resist it by bending a prop gun, if Gao Ming is really hit by this knife, he will definitely die on the spot.

Liang Wendong is full of liver and gall, even if Gao Ming's skills shown just now are strong enough, but now it is too big to not move at all, and the competition between masters, even if it is a little mistake, it is fatal. Whether Gao Ming dies or not is none of his business, but if he dies here, he will have something to do, something big.

Although Chiba Toichiro's movements were fast, they were much slower in Gao Ming's eyes, his left foot did not move, his right foot drew a circle slightly to the side, and he didn't even bother to lift the "shovel", and the katana that flashed with cold light was cut down against Gao Ming's nose.

After slashing the air, Chiba Toichiro's body also rushed forward, but his opponent was very rich, and while his body rushed out, he didn't wait for the old trick to be old, and waved the knife with both hands to Gao Ming's chest and abdomen.

The sword light is like snow, and it is very clear under the reflection of the light.

"Stupid sword technique, you only have these two tricks in the sword path of the Japanese country?" Gao Ming's body did not move, his hand shook slightly, placed the iron rod in front of him, and said coldly.

Gao Ming is usually quite modest to people, but for Chiba Toichiro, who successfully provoked his anger, his heart is not so big, and now he has made up his mind, he must humiliate this arrogant little devil of the Japanese country, and let him know why the flowers are so popular?

That's definitely not because of love.

It was a fist smash.

"Sting"

With an exciting sound of metal rubbing that made everyone can't help but cover their ears, Chiba Toichiro roared loudly again, "Yaga, you're dead, you're dead." ”

For swearing, people in all countries basically figure it out, as long as it involves a certain organ, especially with the word "stupid" in front.

Chiba Toichiro looked like a madman, scolding angrily in his mouth, but his subordinates did not stop at all, after a futile effort of chopping and slashing, the old technique was repeated, his wrist flipped over, the blade slashed upwards along the iron rod, and he used the trick that he had just cut off Long Zewu's fingers.

"Silly fork, I'm a shovel." Gao Ming shook his head, let go of his hand and left the iron rod, and snorted coldly with disdain on his face.

If this thing still wants to be the same as just now, it is really stupid, the end of the iron rod is a twisted spear head, and if the blade slides in, it can be counted as his first-class ancestor manifestation.

can be called the most outstanding heir of the sword stream in the past ten years, and Chiba Toichiro, who has occupied the first position in the cold weapon fighting of the Japanese country for three years, is naturally not a fool, and when he saw Gao Ming's hand leaving the iron rod, the corners of his mouth showed a sinister smile.

The purpose of his knife is naturally not as simple as trying to sharpen his fingers, he has raised Gao Ming to a level like him from the beginning, and naturally he will not think that Gao Ming will be solved with such a move.

Chiba Toichiro's purpose is just to get Gao Ming's hand out of his weapon, and the rest is to enter his Chiba Toichiro's rhythm.

His wrists trembled slightly, his arms stretched forward, and the tip of the knife stabbed towards Gao Ming's heart like lightning.

The tip of the knife was only twenty centimeters away from Gao Ming's heart, twenty centimeters, for Chiba Toichiro, who had to practice the knife stab three thousand times a day, it was only a few tenths of a second, and he believed that no one could dodge this lightning stab, which was a few points faster than the speed of nerve transmission.

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