Updated: 2013-11-17

Chapter 863, You're Old!

Facing the wind, the long hair was blown away, the hat was accidentally taken off and there was no time to pick it up, and the scalp was torn to the point of hot pain.

Qiu Yi Hangen didn't understand what was going on, her little face was red from being beaten, and she let Tang Chong run with her in her arms, wrapped her hands around Tang Chong's sturdy waist, and asked, "Tang Chong, what's wrong?" Why do we run? ”

"Someone is going to kill us." Tang Zhong said in a deep voice.

His voice was cold, and his breathing was even. Move your legs hard to maintain a fairly high speed.

He didn't put Qiu Yihan down and run with her hand, because he knew very well in his heart that if he did, he would probably be chased by the killer behind him. The two of them running together is not as fast as him running with Qiu Yihan in his arms, not to mention that Qiu Yihan is emaciated, even if he holds her, he will not occupy too much of Tang Chong's strength.

"Who is going to kill us?" Autumn chill exclaimed.

Something like this happened again.

Last time, it was on the Jade Maiden Peak, and they were attacked by an evil Dao wearing a Taoist robe. This time, he was chased and killed by a little old man from a foreign country.

"The old man who said hello just now." Tang Zhong said.

From beginning to end, he didn't look back.

He didn't have time to turn back.

However, he knew it was him.

He heard the little old man's footsteps stop, he heard the sound of pieces of iron falling off, and his consciousness sensed danger.

That's enough!

"We didn't recruit him to provoke him, why should he-" Qiu Yihan couldn't go on.

There's always a reason. I just don't know why.

"That's what my world is." Tang Zhong said. "Every sudden assassination attempt can find one or more familiar faces in the back. They came to me, not the wrong person. ”

“――”

Qiu Yihan stopped talking. Just put his little face against Tang Chong's chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

"With him, it will be fine. Just like last time. Qiu Yihan thought in his heart.

Tang Zhong was running in the same direction as the hotel, though he knew that with their speed, it would be difficult to escape into the hotel before the little old man caught up—unless he was really a little old man and behaved like a normal little old man.

However, the hotel is located in a bustling downtown area, and the closer it gets, the more foot traffic in the vicinity should be. Where there are a lot of people, these bold and arrogant guys have to have some scruples when they do things, right?

It's a long-distance race. Tang Zhong needs to send Qiu Yihan to a safe location, and the little old man needs to solve Tang Chong in this river.

One to live, one to die. It's all a first-class event in life.

Unfortunately, Don lost this game.

Ding Ding Ding -

I saw that the little old man only landed on his toes, holding a spear in one hand, and running like a ghost in the rain.

If Tang Chong's speed is fully exerted, he should be able to beat the little old man, but after all, he is holding a woman in his arms. In order not to let her be harmed, and in order to get her out of danger as quickly as possible, he has always insisted on running in a straight line-

Between two points, the straight line is the shortest.

He gave up ambushing and hiding, giving up attacking everywhere, giving up setting traps, and giving up everything that was beneficial to him.

Bang -

The little old man rushed to the front of Tang Chong, stomped his feet hard, and the back roots of his feet landed on the ground at the same time.

The crutch gun in his hand was raised horizontally, and the slender tip of the spear was aimed at Tang Chong's chest.

Qiu Yihan's face turned pale with fright, and he said to Tang Chong: "Let me go down." Let me go down—"

She knew that if Tang Chong still held her when he was doing it, he might suffer a big loss.

She didn't want to be a burden to Don Chong, even though it had already turned out to be that.

Tang Zhong put Qiu Yihan on the ground, looked at her with a serious face, and said, "The old man is afraid of the cold, so I will accompany him to exercise." You stand here waiting for me, don't run around - if it's cold, stomp your feet, okay? ”

Tang Zhong didn't dare to let Qiu Yihan go first.

He couldn't be sure if the other party was coming alone or if there were other ambushes, but with the psychological state that they suffered such a big loss last time, they must have paid enough attention to themselves, right?

If they still have ambush soldiers, letting Qiu Yihan go first is equivalent to sending their own handles to the other party's hands. They threaten with the autumn cold, do they still have any chance of success?

"But—"

Before Qiu Yihan's worries were spoken, the little old man had already launched an attack.

He is very short, but he has a very short temper.

The body swooped, the tip of the spear pierced straight ahead, and rushed towards Tang Zhong with a clatter.

He still habitually taps the ground with his toes, and his speed is still amazing. But because the distance was too close, the leather shoes under his feet still made a crisp sound when they hit the cement slabs on the ground.

Tang Zhong stood still, letting the tip of the little old man's spear stab him in the chest.

Weapons have a short and a risky, a long and a strong saying. The little old man's crutch gun is neither short nor long, and it can attack from a distance and fight in close combat, which is indeed a sharp weapon.

However, this also exposes the characteristics of the little old man's lack of strength and lack of strength, and his ambition is not enough and he does not dare to use short.

Such an opponent, his strength is strong, but he fights decently, that is, he is safe, and he may be overturned by the opponent at any time.

The tip of the spear shimmered with blue light, stirring up the smoke and rain of Paris.

Sou!

The little old man stabbed out, and the tip of the spear carried a moist breath, whistling, spinning, and moving forward.

Overlord hard shot!

That is, this is a straight shot, without too much fancy and not too much skill, just power and speed.

It can also be said that this is a tentative shot by the little old man. He wanted to know Tang Chong's strength and speed, as well as his entire physical fitness.

As Tang Zhong guessed his character from his weapon, he was too conservative.

The tip of the spear went straight into Tang Chong's flesh and blood.

Because the tip of the gun stabbed in, and the handle of the gun in his hand also reached into half of it.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkeys." The little old man scolded angrily.

The moment the tip of the gun stabbed out, he already knew that the situation was not what he imagined.

He knew what it was like for the tip of a gun to pierce the flesh of a human body, and he had done it countless times before.

This time, apparently not.

Yes, the tip of the gun just passed under Tang Chong's ribs.

When Tang Zhong stabbed him with a shot, he didn't retreat or escape, but just turned his body sideways slightly.

This trick seems simple, but it is very dangerous to use.

If you are not careful, you may be poked out of a hole by this gun. If you can't poke out the hole, even if you tear off a piece of skin next to his ribs, it's just as uncomfortable.

However, Tang Zhong did just that.

Because he has faith.

Through the process of running just now, he had already calculated that in terms of speed and strength, he had an innate advantage over the little old man.

Without the restraint of Qiu Yihan, the reaction speed that he trained in the old forest of Hatshan Mountain, which was far better than that of animals such as spirit foxes, live rabbits, golden-clawed coyotes, could finally be fully exerted.

Paris, this is a forest of steel, and he has always been the king of the forest.

Oh, he's just the second in charge, and the bearded man is the real king.

Tang Zhong clamped the gun crutch with his armpit.

The little old man tried to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it out.

Indeed, as Tang Zhong guessed, his strength was not as great as Tang Chong's. Tang Zhong has lived in the mountain for a long time, and was ordered to chop wood and drive piles at a young age, although it looks like Si's, but the power is incomparable, and he can break stones with one hand and move mountains with both hands.

The two of them were close at hand, and Tang Zhong was able to more clearly capture the strange expression on the little old man's face and smell the somewhat uncomfortable perfume smell on his body.

The little old man was also extremely surprised in his heart, as one of the twelve holy horsemen of the organization, despite his short stature, he was also known for his huge strength. If he didn't have enough strength, it would not have been possible for him to maintain such fast speed and stamina for so long.

Although he is older now, he has often done tasks over the years, and he has been in good shape.

Now in the face of this young and somewhat excessive boy, how can the difference be so obvious?

It seems that, as the other party said when they took the mission: this is an SS-class mission, and you have to treat him as the most vicious devil in the world.

"Isn't it shocking?" Tang Zhong looked at the little old man and asked. "I don't think that's the case. You've got such a fast, so powerful gun, you should have stabbed me in the middle with a single shot—right? ”

Tang Zhong speaks Huaxia.

He doesn't care if the other party understands it or not. When he greeted Qiu Yihan just now, he was in French, and he didn't care about his feelings.

The little old man looked at Tang Chong with a puzzled expression, not knowing what he was talking about.

He couldn't understand Huaxia, and if French and English were okay - and there was no way to ask for a translator at this time, it was really worrying.

"You're old." Tang shouted loudly.

Then, the fist that had been gathered suddenly burst out.

Hiss -

The fist wind tore at the air, as if forming a vacuum in front of him. The sound of thunderclaps and bursts of white smoke rose up, smashing the gradually larger raindrops in all directions, and some of them even disappeared directly in front of their eyes.

"In the name of God—" The little old man had already sensed the danger, and at the same time as Tang threw his fist, he also threw a punch.

Bang -

Before the fists of the two could make contact, the energy around the fists collided fiercely.

They are like soldiers before the war, and like pioneers who open the way, they must win first-hand and overwhelm each other in momentum.

Bang Bang Bang -

It's like popping beans, and the sound is endless.

(PS: Thank you for the 20,000 reward of the Yongmu brothers!! ）