Lei You, the "chicken" of the Lei family's twelve stars. Direction, West. Distance, fourteen steps.

Lei Xu, the "dog" of the twelve stars of the Lei family. Direction, East. Distance, eighteen steps.

Lei Shen, the "monkey" of the twelve stars of the Lei family. Direction, SW. Distance, fourteen steps.

Lei Wei, the "sheep" of the Lei family's twelve stars. Direction, southeast. Twenty-three steps away.

There are twenty black-clothed men, children of the Lei family. Directions, dotted around. Distance, everywhere and everywhere.

Saying that it was too late, Cheng Li's eyes flickered, and at a speed faster than lightning, he included the directions, distances, and possible reactions of all the enemies in the hall into the calculation, and none of them were missed.

0.01 second later, Cheng Li's gold and silver guns in his hands, his body swayed slightly, and he danced to the accompaniment of the roar of the gunshots.

Gorgeous and elegant, bloody and brutal. It's a waltz of killing, and it's a waltz of death. In the elegant dance, Lei You, who was about to smash Mr. Li's head with one foot, suddenly splashed blood on his left temple, and the whole person fell to the sky as if he was struck by lightning. Immediately afterwards, a blood hole appeared out of thin air at the center of Lei Xu's eyebrows. The whole person opened his eyes and hung stiffly on Li Mingxia's body, but he didn't move anymore.

The difference is only in a moment. South, south, north, back, left and right, Lei Shen and the twenty black-clothed men all over the hall, or eyebrows, or throats, or hearts, all kinds of fatal points, one after another beautiful blood flowers bloomed brilliantly. I don't even know what happened, I'm already dead, and my soul has returned to the Yin Division.

The magazine has run out of bullets, and the death waltz is over. But at this moment, although Lei Shen died, the "Thunderbolt Fire Bomb" fired was only a foot and a half away from Cheng Li, and no matter how much he dodged, it was difficult to avoid being hit.

But from beginning to end, Cheng Li didn't think about dodging at all. With a slight hook of the index finger of the right hand, the brilliant silver Browning pistol swirled rapidly, forming a ball of silver light, but it was like a milk swallow returning to its nest, and automatically fell into the holster on its waist. Cheng Li, who had his right hand free, stretched out his right arm without thinking, aimed at the thunderbolt fire bomb, and grabbed it in the air.

Although the speed of the thunderbolt is fast, in the eyes of the famous masters who send and receive hidden weapons on the rivers and lakes, it is not absolutely impossible to catch it. But the problem is not whether it can be connected, but whether it can be connected at all.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the thunderbolt fire bomb explodes at the touch of a button, and the power is extremely great. Unless you can practice the incorruptible body of King Kong in Buddhist legends. Otherwise, anyone who is caught in the explosion of a lightning bomb will be burned on the spot and die a miserable death.

However, King Kong does not damage the body of the legendary miracle, and even among the three major streams today, the host of the Buddhist Longhua Temple may not have been practiced. Cheng Li: Everyone looked left and right, no matter how you looked at him, they didn't think that he actually had such miraculous skills.

On the contrary, Cheng Li just grabbed the thunder bomb with his bare hands. Everyone could see it clearly. Even though at that moment, Cheng Li's entire arm, from his shoulders to his fingers, was suddenly dyed with a layer of thick black gas, but he did not wear any protective gear.

It's like holding a snail with three fingers - nine out of ten. Cheng Li grabbed the volley in the air, impartially, and just grabbed the thunder fire bomb into his hand, and then tightened his five fingers and pinched it inward.

A dull sound of "呯~" exploded, and wisps of green smoke floated out from Cheng Li's fingers. But beyond that, nothing else was out of the ordinary. What is like being struck by lightning? Cheng Li was unharmed and completely unharmed.

Lei Wei, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, stared at him like two big eggs. The whole person was stupid, and muttered, "Why is this happening?

Nothing is impossible. The so-called Thunderbolt Fire Bomb is nothing more than a primitive weapon.

It is true that Cheng Li admits that the Lei family's research in this area has been many years ahead of the entire era. I don't know what catalyst is filled in that small thunder bomb, and the ratio of * has reached the optimal solution. Therefore, the lethality of the explosion is not inferior to that of some older models*.

But in any case, there is a limit to the power of *. In any case, it is far from comparable*. Cheng Li launched the "Jizo Tribulation" to protect his body with dark matter. The defense is so high that even if it directly withstands the impact of an explosion of hundreds of kilograms*, there will be no damage. What's more, just such a primitive* made thunderbolt?

Cheng Li spread out his palm casually, revealing a pile of black powder pinched in the palm of his hand. Pursed his lips and blew lightly, the pile of powder immediately dissipated with the wind. Immediately after, as soon as he raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he happened to be staring at Lei Wei.

Lei Wei's legs trembled and he couldn't stand anymore. Suddenly sat down on the ground. He used his hands and feet together, desperately stepped back, and cried out in a trembling voice: "You are not a man, you are a demon in hell!"

"Wrong. He's not some evil spirit. It's just a black god who walks for the heavens, punishes the evil, sees the road is uneven, draws a knife to help, is warm-hearted, and chivalrous is the first. ”

Such a long list of explanations, of course, cannot be Cheng Li's boasting. Even if he unleashed the "Jizo Tribulation" and covered his whole body with dark matter, the thickness of his skin would not have reached this level.

So Cheng Li turned his head and looked at Xie Xiaoqing helplessly, and for a while, he couldn't help but feel a little headache. He sighed and said, "You can say such a long list of four-character idioms casually, it seems that your cultural level is not low." But now that you say that, don't you feel that this occasion is inappropriate?"

Xie Xiaoqing smiled and clapped his hands and said, "Not at all." Little brother, I'm not talking about you. In this era, the style of doing good deeds without leaving a name has completely backwards. If you have done a good deed, you should say your name out loud, so that the people you help will know that you helped them. ”

Lei You and Lei Xu were killed by one shot each. The father and daughter of Mr. Li, who were originally restrained by them, also regained their freedom. The two father and daughter escaped death, and they were all in a trance, as if in a dream. Suddenly, hearing Xie Xiaoqing say the words "Black Evil Divine Monarch", the father and daughter were excited, and they each regained a little consciousness.

Mr. Li was surprised and blurted out: "It turns out that this little brother is the Black Evil Divine Monarch who shocked Liaodong, defeated the Yin Si Ghost Mansion, and bravely broke through the golden cave on the sea? ”

Xie Xiaoqing said proudly: "How about the little brother, you see I'm right, right? So, if you do a good deed, you should leave your name." ”

"Forget it, whatever you say is what you say. ”

Cheng Li didn't bother to argue. He turned around, his eyes stayed on Lei Wei, and said lightly: "Actually, if you don't have to kill people, I won't have to kill you." It's a pity that if you don't leave a way out for others, you don't have a way out for yourself. So now, you only have two options. ”

Lei Wei said in a trembling voice: "What, what are the two choices?"

Cheng Li said: "Either I will kill you." Either you kill yourself. Choose one of the two paths. ”

Lei Wei's face was as pale as earth, and he trembled and shouted: "You, you can't kill me! If you kill me, our Lei family will never let you go!"

Cheng Li said lightly: "A mere thunderbolt hall is nothing. ”

Lei Wei hurriedly shouted: "No! Not only the Thunderbolt Hall, but also the 'Eight Dou Hall' in Bai Yujing! Lei Wuyi and I have had the best relationship since childhood. If you kill me, he won't let you go!"

Cheng Li was inexplicable when he heard it: "Badoutang, Lei Wujiao, what kind of force is this, and what kind of person is this?"

The pupils of Mr. Li's eyes shrank suddenly, and he shouted in a lost voice: "The heroes of the world have one stone, and Lei Wuyi, who boasts of being the sole owner of eight buckets, I understand! I finally understand, why did your Lei family rob me of this dart." Just because the person who entrusted me to take this dart is the owner of the Canghai Yueming Building, right!"