Chapter 129: One Shot Kills

"Kill!"

Although Zhao Heng beheaded more than 100 people in the Qing Gang and dealt with Zhang Xiaolin a few times, not everyone knew him, not to mention that even if he knew that he was Zhao Heng, he would have to make a move, Tie Luohan had already given a death order, and Zhou Qixuan would definitely not survive today, so more than ten people surrounded him.

The eyes of the Qing Gang disciples are very cold, just like the machete in their hands, they can kill.

On the side of the head of the man, the rain poured down:

"Kill!"

A cold light tore through the rainy sky and pierced out like lightning.

Changkong's footsteps moved, and the silver gun in his hand broke out of the air wrapped in rain, and he always paid attention to the success of one shot, so this stabbing thunder, the leader of the Qing gang is also a ruthless person who has rolled in blood, and he is more familiar with this kind of murderous aura than he is with a woman's body.

But he was too late to react.

The edge flashed, like a meteor, and it pierced the heart of the team leader in an instant.

Unstoppable, a piercing heart.

Zhou Qixuan's eyes widened instantly: This guy is so strong.

"Uh-huh、、、"

The rain beat his chest suddenly very warm, the leader of the Qing Gang looked down, and the crystal clear sharp object came out of his chest, his distorted face was not frightened, there was no resentment, but he was laughing, the rivers and lakes have always been very cruel, either you kill people, or people kill you, this is the cycle of heaven,

Destiny.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would die so quickly and so simply, the blood began to drip with heat, the leader's head also drooped, the last breath escaped from his throat, his body began to stiffen, and then he fell to the ground and bid farewell to this world forever.

After the battle in prison, Changkong learned not to waste a single point of energy.

Only then can you have a better chance of winning if you meet a pervert like Zhao Heng again.

The faces of these Qing Gang disciples changed dramatically, and then they surrounded the past with a roar, they all rolled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and their sturdy bodies flowed with blood after a hundred battles, and the right hand side of the sky moved to meet them, and the tip of the spear bloomed wantonly in the rain.

The murderous aura instantly permeated and soared.

Changkong Sven's indifferent expression, and the kind of disdain in his eyes, made the Qing Gang look very uncomfortable, but everyone knew that Changkong did have proud capital, including Zhou Qixuan, who had to admit that Changkong had just shot, and he might not be able to block it.

Although there was a contemptuous look in Changkong's eyes, his whole body was in a state where he could explode at any time, although the horizontal spear was in front, but the Qing Gang disciples who surrounded Changkong felt that the other party had no loopholes to allow them to attack, although they had an absolute advantage in numbers.

Everyone in the room had a hunch:

Whoever is the first to attack will be met with a ruthless counterattack from the other party.

More than a dozen people completely surrounded Changkong, and their footsteps moved slowly around her, looking for a flaw in Changkong, and the other party was still just a single spear, staring coldly at everyone who walked in front of him, and his eyes were firmly locked on each Qinggang disciple at the same time At this time, the wind, suddenly urgent, poured in.

The broken door made a 'bang', at this tense time, everyone's tense nerves suddenly tightened again, and the corners of their mouths couldn't stop twitching, just at this moment, the Qing Gang disciples surrounding Changkong immediately attacked, and one of them slashed out at the back of Changkong's head.

His charge is silent, like a cheetah swooping out of the jungle!

Changkong didn't even look at the side of his body, and the sharp tip of the spear slashed down his chest, dang! The swords and guns collided with each other and made a screeching sound, Changkong did not give the other party a chance to swing a second knife, his left hand grabbed the right wrist of the Qing Gang disciple and moved forward, and the silver spear in his right hand slammed out.

"Click"!

There was a sound of fractures at the joints of this disciple, and the broken bones penetrated the muscles and exposed, which was gloomy and dazzling, and when he approached the Qingbang disciples, he heard a miserable cry from his companion, and fell to the ground holding his right arm, and the machete fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The next second, the falling machete shot into his chest.

In just one round, a Qing Gang disciple was reimbursed in Changkong's hands.

Zhou Qixuan, who was relieved, never thought that the elites selected by this group of Qing Gang were not the opponent's one-in-one generals, and he imagined at the beginning that even if the children of the Qing Gang were useless, they could fight with this guy for a few rounds, right? There are so many people that they can even kill each other.

But who knew that the other party would kill people without blowing away, of course, he didn't want the Qing Gang to kill Changkong, after all, the latter was to save him, but he was just curious about Changkong's skills, and then he looked at Zhao Heng again, how could this kid have a top helper?

"Are you alright?"

In the midst of his thoughts, Zhao Heng slowly walked over, stretched out his hand and pulled Zhou Qixuan up, the latter exhaled a long breath, with a wry smile on his face: "I owe you a favor in the alley, and you gave half a life in prison, and today you still give you a way to live." ”

"Shall I say that you are my nobleman or a scourge?"

"If you can still joke, then prove that you are not seriously injured, come on, sit in the house."

Zhao Heng didn't look at the fierce battle scene: "It's easy to hurt your body when it's windy and rainy here." ”

When Zhao Heng pulled Zhou Qixuan to leave the scene, an enemy suddenly shouted, and the whole person jumped high like a meteor, brandishing a clear machete, and shot at Zhao Heng at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people.

Zhao Heng didn't look back, still taking two steps forward unhurriedly.

Just when the knife was close to his body, Zhao Heng kicked up a machete, a clamp, a fold, a shot, a broken knife flickered from everyone's eyes, and shot at the Qing Gang disciples with thunder, the latter slashed and fell with a backhand, but the sound of pounce still sounded in the rainy air.

In the next second, the Qing Gang disciples who jumped high were like angels with folded wings.

Falling from a high altitude, a stream of blood fell leisurely.

He shot down the fragments shot by Zhao Heng strongly, but he didn't block Zhao Heng's gradually dilating pupils that followed him stared at Zhao Heng, wanting to say something but couldn't make a sound.

The Qing Gang disciples who were forced to come up retreated together, and there was no arrogance at all, no one thought that not only was Changkong overbearing and too perverted, but even the seemingly weak Zhao Heng was too strong, and in the end of the fierce battle, he would all die sideways, thinking of this, one person put his left hand into his arms.

A red rattling arrow was soon in hand.

"Shoot it off!"

Zhou Qixuan shouted regardless of the pain, and then let out a piercing cough, Zhao Heng's eyes froze, and the thin knife on his body flew over, in the air, clearly depicting a long and narrow trajectory, only to hear a pounce, the machete directly pierced the abdomen of the Qing Gang who wanted to send a signal.

Blood gushed out along the thin knife blood tank!

The desperate eyes seemed to be wailing, how could there be such a fast knife?

"The Qing Gang pierces the clouds and arrows, and thousands of troops come to meet each other!"

Zhou Qixuan patted his chest to relieve his cough, and then licked off the rain on his lips and explained: "If this highest-level red arrow is sent out, the three thousand Qing Gang disciples will surround and kill it, and then no matter how powerful you are, it will not be enough for them to cut 、、、 I can't imagine that they will chase and kill me, and I also brought a cloud-piercing arrow." ”

He suddenly smiled bitterly: "It seems that I really want to die." ”

"Don't think so much!"

Zhao Heng pulled Zhou Qixuan, who was trembling all over, into the back room, and found a set of clothes and handed them to him to change: "Have you not eaten for a few days?" Excessive lack of energy in the body? Come, first change into clean clothes and drink hot soup, and if there is no energy supplement, you will die of cold if you are not killed. ”

The corners of Zhou Qixuan's mouth twitched: "Thank you!" ”

In this gap, several enemies moved forward, and they glanced coldly at the long sky.

Changkong glanced at them, and the chill that emanated from that glance was like a sharp edge that was placed in a wide open space, converging on the tip of the knife under the illumination of the sun, and this kind of killing intent made the approaching enemy come suddenly, and the expression of opening his mouth and staring seemed to be frozen in an instant.

And in this gap, silver guns are all out of the sky, and the guns are bloody.

The crystal gun head was washed clean by the rain in an instant, and it was restored to its striking clarity.

Before the heavy rain had fallen, more than a dozen corpses had fallen on the ground.

In order to prevent being discovered by the Qing Gang, Changkong personally buried them in the cellar, and after processing a qiē, he returned to the hall to see that Zhou Qixuan had changed his clothes, and was holding a bowl of hot pot soup in both hands to warm up, while Qiao Fatzi and Song Qingguan were slightly blue, obviously seeing blood outside the door.

Song Qiao and the two of them changed a lot of minds under the influence of Zhao Heng, and they had also seen a lot of brawl scenes, and they had also heard about the Huahai Bar tragedy, but it was the first time they saw someone killed, so it was difficult to accept it for a while, but fortunately, the rain quickly washed away the blood, so that there was no color conflict between the two of them.

Zhao Heng didn't advise them anything, nor did he hide killing people, this is the stage they must go through to grow up, the rivers and lakes have never said, "How can you be chased and killed by the Qing Gang?" ”

After waiting for Zhou Qixuan to drink two bowls of soup and eat two servings of fat cow, Zhao Heng looked at Zhou Qixuan and asked straight to the point: "Aren't you a child of the Qing Gang?" With your ability and skills, you should be very valued by Zhang Xiaolin, how could you send someone to hunt you down? It's still this kind of first-class and first-class hand. ”

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