Gao Ren rose from the southern black boxing market at the age of eighteen, and once became a star black boxer with an appearance fee of up to one million. Then at the age of twenty, he was absorbed into the Lin family and cultivated a strong team for the Lin family: the shadow guard!

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the shadow guard is the strongest personal bodyguard in all of China. Even many business tycoons are willing to spend a lot of money to invite them to be personal guards. It's just that no matter how rich the bigwigs are, can they be richer than the Lin family?

Therefore, the shadow guard has always been just the private product of the Lin family, and no one can touch it.

Regardless of anything else, the fact that a master has cultivated such a strong team is enough to prove his strong combat effectiveness. and rich combat experience.

However, he met a peerless powerhouse who could kill one of the eight peerless beings in the world. Xiao Zheng!

As long as he is not a peerless powerhouse, he must not be Xiao Zheng's opponent. Even if he is a peerless powerhouse - the fate of Soros will be his fate!

Xiao Zheng has not tasted defeat so far!

Sonor!

When the knives and guns collided, the master's arm was shocked and weak, and his knee was slightly bent because he couldn't bear the terrifying pressure. The whole person seemed to be ten centimeters shorter suddenly. struggled to endure Xiao Zheng's terrifying coercion.

Click!

The body of the gun was unable to withstand the huge force, and the switch was broken. The body of the gun instantly turned into two. Hard chains are exposed.

Sonor!

Xiao Zheng's divine power reappeared, and the chain was finally overwhelmed, and was cut in two by Xiao Zheng on the spot!

Then, without any pause, the blade slashed hard at the shoulder blade of the master. Only the sound of breaking bones was heard, and the cheeks of the tall man were sprayed with blood. It also showed a tragic pain due to the burst of the shoulder blade.

However, the master is also a strong man, and he was slashed on the shoulder with a knife, but he didn't say a word and carried it down.

"That's all there is to it?" A cold light flashed in Xiao Zheng's eyes. "Eight unique in the world, you dare to fight?"

Xiao Zheng's heart for fame and fortune is not strong, but if he wants to give up the world's eight unique names to such a weak person, wouldn't it be an insult to Xiao Zheng's reputation and even strength?

The master's face turned pale, mingling with the color of pain. It's lonely.

"I lost."

He lost badly, and he didn't even pose much of a substantial threat to Xiao Zheng. Even his original 'poisonous dragon' was cracked by Xiao Zheng's domineering sword. Nothing lethal.

He underestimated Xiao Zheng.

Also overestimated themselves.

Some people can win a full house and a big reputation without making a move in their lifetime. And some people only shoot once, and the myth is shattered.

The master has enjoyed the honor brought by the former, and today, he suffers the suffering brought by the latter.

Not reconciled?

Yes.

He still regretted it. I regret that I didn't join forces to attack when the seven of them attacked. Instead, he waited for the seven people to be killed by Xiao Zheng before he made a move.

He wanted to win openly.

But now, he has suffered a not spectacular defeat. Fiasco.

He gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain in the broken bones: "You are the eighth best in the world." ”

A mocking sneer appeared on the corner of Xiao Zheng's lips.

People in the world love to be blind and arrogant, without humility, and not low-key enough. If you don't experience several life and death dangers, you don't know that in terms of life, the so-called fame and fortune are simply floating clouds.

For the sake of an empty title, he risked his life. What is the significance and value?

Xiao Zheng considers himself lucky that he didn't meet too strong opponents when he was young and frivolous. Otherwise, he would have been dead on the streets ten years ago.

But he didn't know that with his identity and pursuit at that time, the enemies standing in front of him were not those who were not strong enough.

This may also be the reason why Xiao Zheng has been able to live until now and still not be hated by too many people.

Strength, but humble.

Suddenly, a familiar and extremely terrifying feeling passed through Xiao Zheng's heart—it was the smell of death!

The last time I felt this was when I was in the 'hand of God'. And that time, he almost died tragically at the hands of God. If it weren't for his copper-skinned and iron-clad body, I'm afraid he would have died in a foreign land long ago. Now, the feeling hit him again, and his muscles tensed. Nerve tremble!

Sou!

A bullet wrapped in Mars came in a volley from not far away. In just an instant, he broke through the air and rushed to Xiao Zheng.

In an instant, Xiao Zheng bent over, shrunk down, pulled out with all his strength under his feet, and suddenly turned over, avoiding the death bullet!

Flutter!

The bullet struck the wall behind him, leaving a shocking bullet hole. Thriller!

In broad daylight, a shot was fired at the feet of the Son of Heaven. Although it is equipped with a silencer, its courage and confidence are also full!

Moreover, based on the shot just now, Xiao Zheng could judge that this person's marksmanship was extremely accurate, and he could be called a sharpshooter. Even a monkey who claims to be familiar with all the firearms in the world may not be more accurate than him.

The bullet was fired from behind Lu Qi'er. Passing through her arm, the speed shot towards Xiao Zheng without slowing down. And when Xiao Zheng dodged the bullet and wanted to pull his legs to get close to Lu Qi'er, a feminine face appeared behind Lu Qi'er. White as a dead corpse. There was a bloodthirsty glint on his face.

"Ahh

Lu Qi'er, whose arm was pierced, screamed in a low voice, clearly unable to stand this terrible injury.

Blood flowed from his arms, and his eyebrows were full of pain. Even in the beautiful eyes, there are tears flashing.

Xiao Zheng knew that this shot was deliberately hit by the opponent in Lu Qi'er's arm, and he was powerful and issued a warning.

Before Xiao Zheng could speak, the man with a medium-sized figure and an extremely feminine face raised the silver pistol in his hand, and the cold muzzle of the gun was against Lu Qi'er's temples with a painful face. Renders it immobilized.

Damn it!

Xiao Zheng scolded in his heart, but he didn't expect that the other party would have a back-up move. Moreover, he even shot in public!

In fact, Xiao Zheng can't be blamed for this. This man is known for his good use of guns. So when everyone was fighting fiercely, he just hid in the corner, secretly observing the situation, waiting for the best moment to make a move. Otherwise, as long as he dared to approach the center, Xiao Zheng would definitely be able to detect the existence of this person. It is categorically impossible to give him a chance to make a sneak attack.

It's a pity that this person is good at using a gun and doesn't need to attack at close range at all. Tens of meters apart can cause fatal injuries to people. Killed by one shot.

"Boss. Kill him. The feminine man's eyes were gloomy, and although he shouted the boss in his mouth, his tone was more like giving orders.

He called the boss because the master was indeed his boss. Pro-big brother.

The Gao family had three brothers, one of whom served as Dong Bijun's personal bodyguard. The other two are both masters of playing with guns. It's just that one plays with real guns and the other plays with long guns.

Playing with real guns is a waste of time and a waste of time, and the thinking is old-fashioned and backward. The one who played with the spear was the Lin family's most favored leader of the shadow guard. The two don't like each other, and their stereotypes have been around for a long time.

In ordinary times, how can a master be at his mercy?

But at this moment, the master did not fight back, but endured the sharp pain in his shoulder and pulled out his spear. walked calmly towards Xiao Zheng.

He knew that this was his last chance -- and then, when the myth of not making a shot for the rest of his life.

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