This guy has blown up all the sandbags with a combination of punches!

The two girls were taken aback, and then stared at him with little stars in their eyes.

It has to be said that a man who is strong, muscular, and has smooth lines does have a primitive attraction to women, just like a male lion, who is strong and able to fight, is the capital to attract females, and the same is true for humans.

The coach deliberately showed off his skills, obviously knowing that there was a Kaizi customer coming to the door, but he had just walked a few steps and was feeling good about himself, when he suddenly seemed to have been immobilized, and he was stunned.

A creepy feeling came out of the heart, and the cold air instantly rose from the tail vertebrae, and the terrifying killing machine seemed to hit from the depths of hell.

As the so-called artist is bold, his kung fu is even more murderous, and his blood is already cold, but at this time, he feels unprecedented fear, a huge sense of fear and oppression as if to crush him.

He looked at the smiling Hua Bin in front of him in a daze, like a sharp sword, like a terrible demon showing its blood-stained fangs at him.

"Okay, I'll consult with the champion coach myself." Hua Bush waved his hand and drove the two girls away.

He closed the door with his own hands, smiled and walked towards the coach, the more masters could feel the strength and terror of Reignwood.

He walked step by step, leisurely, but the true qi in his body was surging like a stormy wave, as if a giant dragon was hovering beside him, like a god, invincible.

"Who are you?" The coach asked in a somewhat weak voice.

"The one who wants your life." Reignwood said with a smile, like a gentle breeze and drizzle, as if he was going to kill chickens for the New Year.

"Why?" The coach's voice trembled a little.

"No one else knows, but I know." Reignwood said: "The Secretary-General who died not long ago, not because of an accident, but because I practiced fighting with you before, you injured his muscles and muscles with dark strength, but he didn't know it, and when he was practicing lifting barbells, he exerted force violently, and the muscles, ligaments, and tendons suddenly collapsed, and this was the accident, right?" ”

"Who the hell are you!?" The coach's face changed drastically.

"I told you, it's someone who came to ask for your life." Reignwood said with a smile.

The coach was about to speak, but he saw that Reignwood suddenly moved, and his body had already hit before his true qi came, like a raging storm, almost overturning the coach.

Under the huge pressure, of course, the coach was not willing to be restrained, he roared to give himself courage, gritted his teeth to meet him, and waved his hands like crazy, as if eight arms were born in an instant, and the dance was impenetrable.

"Humph!" Hua Reignwood snorted coldly, like a devil's sigh, and with a punch, he easily passed through the blockade of the opponent's fist shadow, as if he had passed through the space, and punched the opponent's chest.

The coach's body froze, not moving at all, as if he didn't feel any pain, but he felt that something was wrong.

However, the pressure brought to him by Reignwood was too great, and he gritted his teeth and raised his fist at Reignwood again, but this time his movements were very slow, as if dragging mud and water.

This is the so-called dark energy, no longer straight to the yang, but to slow and fast, and the strength is instantaneous.

Reignwood was unmoved, and also slowed down, turning his fist into a palm, like a golden snake wrapped around silk, and his flexible palm wrapped around his arm and rushed over, and a palm was imprinted on his chest.

The coach was stunned again, but he still didn't feel pain, but his mental tension and fear became more and more nervous, no matter how he played, he couldn't touch Reignwood, but the other party could always hit him, that punch and palm, as if through space, everywhere.

The coach launched a life-fighting offensive, punching and kicking together, and attacked Hua Bin like crazy.

And this time, Reignwood didn't punch or palm, just a random finger that was not light or heavy, and the middle finger was poking at the same place in his chest again.

The coach's body trembled as if it had been electrified, and he remained stunned in that posture of teeth and claws, not moving, like a sculpture, his face was as terrible as death, and his eyes were wide open, full of fear and horror of death.

Reignwood looked like he had never done anything, smiled slightly, and said: "Bright energy, dark energy is just skin, and turning energy is the true realm!" ”

After Hua Bush finished speaking, he turned around and left, the coach stood there motionless, watching Hua Bush leave easily, feeling as if he had entered the wrong temple, treating the demon as a god and Buddha, and then left disdainfully.

He is here to kill people, not to meet friends with martial arts, there is no need to work hard with him, as for martial arts, this so-called gold medal killer is just a small way.

He practiced Guan Dad's unknown set of exercises, and with his realm, he could naturally appreciate the breadth and profundity of it, just like Zhang Wuji had cultivated the Jiuyang True Scripture, and the changes in various tricks and exercises were all drawn by the true qi, with the spirit of qi, and with the qi luck, among which the changes in the bright energy, dark energy, and chemical strength have long been like fingers.

Just like Zhang Wuji's powerful internal cultivation, he can run rampant in the world just by virtue of the Tai Chi Gong that he has learned and sold.

Reignwood opened the door and left, the coach was still standing there, he still opened his mouth to call for help, but he couldn't raise his confidence at all, he could clearly feel that his heart was shattering, like a burst cup, full of cracks, it wouldn't break if he didn't touch it, but in fact, it was hopeless, and he would definitely die!

After leaving the gym, Reignwood carried a canvas bag and went directly to the bank of the Shihe River, which is a river that originates in the northern mountains, runs through the city, and enters the sea at the southern end, and is also the mother river of the city's drinking water.

On the outskirts of the western part of the city, there are two railway bridges on the river, one was built in the sixties of the last century, and the other one was built five hundred meters away from the opposite ten years ago because of the deep age.

However, due to various relationships, the new bridge was forced to stop, and Reignwood is currently on this abandoned new bridge.

Open the canvas pocket, with a cigarette in his mouth, under the scorching sun, unhurriedly install a sniper rifle, and look at the time from time to time, at 4:38, an express train will pass over the opposite railway bridge, and on the window seat of the No. 36 carriage No. 5, there is Bai Jie's partner, who is going to go to other places to perform a new mission, but he can't go, Reignwood has opened a new death route for him.

After smoking a cigarette, the time was approaching, Reignwood used the mobile phone of the local tyrant Jin from a beggar along the way to call the station maintenance department, and said: "I am the officer of the office of the XX Railway Bureau, and I inform you that there is a temporary inspection by the leaders of the Railway Bureau along the XX line today, and the driver of the XX Express must not be delayed." ”

When the other party heard it, he didn't care if it was true or not, and immediately promised that it would never be too late.

Reignwood hung up the phone, in view of the fact that I am often late in the train, it will inevitably delay work, and I must inform in advance.

Although, Reignwood gathered his mind, crawled on the bridge, set up a sniper rifle, and felt that there was a kind of railway guerrilla, the sun was about to set in the west, and the end of the enemy was coming, and the station and the railway line were a good battlefield for us to kill the enemy!

It didn't take long for the roar of the train to be heard in the wind.

Reignwood stared at the scope, almost instantly, the front of the car appeared in the scope, Reignwood relied on his senses, mentally calculated the speed and direction, using his speed and accuracy of the bullet, almost saw the front of the car and immediately pulled the trigger.

The high-speed train was speeding past at a speed of 260 kilometers per hour, and the short 500-meter railway bridge was almost lost in the blink of an eye, and the gun was fired at the sight of the front of the train, and the speed of the bullet was the same as the time difference, and it hit the fourth window of the fifth car......

As for the result, Reignwood can't see it at all, but he has absolute confidence in his marksmanship, and he is also absolutely confident in the national conditions of our dynasty.

The killer habitually chooses the location of the window, because it is convenient to escape, on the train I am on, the seat cannot be changed, and if you dare to sit in someone else's seat, the killer will also be beaten!

Reignwood quickly dismantled the sniper rifle, reloaded it into the canvas bag, and just lit a cigarette, there was a sharp sound of brakes in his ears, even if the shadow of the train was no longer visible, but the sharp and violent brakes still came out, you can imagine how urgent.

Reignwood waited for a while, picked up his mobile phone, dialed the phone number of the maintenance department just now, and asked, "I am an officer of the Railway Bureau, why did you suddenly stop?" ”

The other party seemed to be a shunter, and immediately said: "There is a death in the car!" I just asked, and a male passenger named 'Wang Shen' seems to have been shot! ”

"Hurry up and investigate in detail!" Reignwood immediately hung up the phone with a command, and then threw the phone into the river.

"Wang Shen?" Reignwood smiled: "Sure enough, it's Bai Jie's partner, and I don't know if there are Zhang Min and Meihong, the coach who was slaughtered just now can't be Gao Yi, right?" Regardless of them, but the next one, I'll call him Dongzi! ”

Reignwood found some fun for himself, and had a feeling of sweeping the cheap man and persuading Bai Jie to be good.

Carrying the canvas bag again, carrying the sunset, Reignwood walked gracefully, the sunset stretched his shadow long, looking a little lonely and sad, like a lone wolf on the road, but with the courage and strength to sweep the world.

As night fell, the Red Butterfly Music Bar had just opened, and a group of young people couldn't wait to rush in, including Reignwood.

As soon as he entered, he sat directly on a high stool by the bar, with cigarettes and lighters on the bar, and the atmosphere of the bar was very good, with the theme of 'Romance only, not love', which is also known as a one-night bar.

There is a small dance floor in the middle, and next to it is a small stage, on which there is a small band, playing and singing some romantic songs, young men and women get together, drinking, chatting and singing, and sway their youth to the fullest.

Of course, since it is a romantic appointment, it is naturally indispensable to peripheral women, there are many around Reignwood, few of them are wearing heavy makeup, they all look young, and some are still college students, going to the sea to earn extra money.

"Big brother, what do you want to drink?" A bartender at the bar greeted him.

Hua Reignwood raised his eyes and looked at him, a twenty-four or five-year-old young man, with a Mohican hairstyle, with a row of earrings, very trendy, with a woman's face tattooed on his neck, looking like a female ghost, without eyeballs in his eyes, very mad.

Hua Reignwood looked at him and said, "Dongzi, cut two catties of cooked beef for my brother and bring a dozen beers." ”

The young man was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm not called Dongzi." ”

Reignwood smiled: "I like to call you Dongzi!" ”