Chapter 3468 The Living Buddha's Lover

Chapter 3468 The Living Buddha's Lover

"Ziyan?"

Hearing Ma Xiaoling's words, Zhao Heng's face instantly rose with anger, he originally thought that Ma Xiaoling and they were just coming to Tibet to make trouble, making waves to relieve the pressure on the Ma family in the capital, but he didn't expect that the other party would also involve Du Ziyan, so the suppressed killing machines sprung up: "Ziyan has an accident, I will take your entire Ma family to accompany the funeral!" ”

"The Ma family is buried? You're a little naïve! ”

Ma Xiaoling, who mixed into the crowd and regained the distance, turned her head and wanted to make a joke, but she found that she suddenly saw the Shura Killing God coming out of hell, with the two bright knife lights flashing, the bodies of the two lamas in yellow were shocked, and then their heads fell into the rain in a different place, Ma Xiaoling was cold, like a bucket of ice water pouring down from her head.

She felt Zhao Heng's anger, and ran out of Du Ziyan's words with a little regret!

Zhao Heng ignored Du Ziyan's safety, although the latter's safety had a huge impact on him, but he didn't care about it and turned around and rushed to the Potala Palace, but kicked away the two corpses and chased after Ma Xiaoling.

The street is very narrow, but there are a lot of people, even if there are many dead people on the ground, the disciples and Tibetans behind are still approaching, some are panicked, some are surprised, and more angry, there is no doubt that they are all misled, in the face of the chaotic situation and the black smoke rising around, Zhao Heng did not choose to dodge and detour, and pursued in the direction of Ma Xiaoling fearlessly.

Ma Xiaoling obviously had collusion with the murderer, as she made a few gestures, the disciples in the crowd immediately slowed down, their eyes fell on Zhao Heng's body coldly, and then the fierce god approached intentionally or unintentionally, and even deliberately pushed the crowd towards Zhao Heng, of course Zhao Heng would not give them a chance to trap themselves, and they would die in a narrow space.

He kicked out three times in a row, smashing the three of them into the crowd behind, with great power, so that the three people smashed out were like cannonballs, directly knocking over more than 20 people, making them fall on their backs on the wet stone slab, opening the gap and creating chaos, taking advantage of the space in front of him to become larger, Zhao Heng stepped on the bodies of the two and jumped forward, and waved the knife without hesitation.

"Whoosh!"

The saber bloomed instantly, and in the thick rain, a tragic confrontation collided instantly, and it evolved into a killing part in the first time, no sympathy, no mercy, the most primitive knife swing, indeed the perfect combination of strength and speed, in less than two minutes, Zhao Heng's clothes were full of blood, all the blood of the murderers who besieged him.

At least fifteen people fell under Zhao Heng's knife, and one person died in an average of four seconds!

In ancient times, the situation of five hundred sword and axe men rushing in and hacking the other party to death with a loud shout seems spectacular, but if you describe it in detail, in fact, it still relies on the fatal blow of the top master to put an end to a series of things when sacrificing most of the cannon fodder, and many of the murderers who besieged it are rabble, and it is unrealistic to rely on them to hack Zhao Heng to death.

But it is impossible to say that it can't cause a little damage to him, so after rushing out of more than 20 meters, he also has a few more scars and stick marks on his body, but these injuries did not stop his footsteps, nor did he give up the idea of chasing and killing, looking at the emptiness that came out of the killing, Zhao Heng continued to rush forward with the blood-stained saber, his eyes locked on Ma Xiaoling.

"Ma Xiaoling!"

Ma Xiaoling originally wanted to kill a horse pistol or cast a cold arrow, but when she saw that the murderer was not enough for Zhao Heng to plug her teeth, she dispersed the idea of turning back, not to mention Zhao Heng's killing ring, which had suppressed the anger in the hearts of the people who did not know the truth, and the fear of the latter's dodging of his conditioned reflex invisibly made way for Zhao Heng, and it was easy for her to hang up if she didn't go.

When passing an intersection, Ma Xiaoling whistled.

"Whoosh!"

When Zhao Heng chased to this intersection, a burly man roared and jumped down from the eaves next to him, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and smashed it viciously on the top of Zhao Heng's head, the corners of Zhao Heng's mouth rose slightly, but the arc was full of coldness, and he suddenly swung the knife, directly splitting the disciple in front of him into two pieces, and then, he kicked the latter's body and bounced up!

Zhao Heng waved his knife at the burly man expressionlessly.

Click, click!

The wooden stick broke into two pieces and fell to the ground with a clattering sound, and then the blade was undiminished, slashing at the burly man's abdomen, the latter's half-empty body seemed to be electrified, and after an instant shock, it was like a bird with broken wings, screaming and falling backwards, hitting the wall and sliding down, Zhao Heng did not stop there, took two steps forward and turned the blade in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

The other party's throat spurted blood, it was beautiful in the rain, the scene was bloody and violent, but no matter how tragic it was here, I believe that after tomorrow, when the sun rises, it will return to the original tranquility, the rain is hazy, it is the best thing to cover up the sin, Zhao Heng shook the handle of the knife, dispersed the blood of the blade and continued to rush forward, Ma Xiaoling also accelerated and fled to save her life.

She knew in her heart that once she was caught by Zhao Heng, there would be no way to live!

"Pounce!"

On the way forward, Zhao Heng moved neatly through the crowd, and when he bumped into a group of chaotic Tibetans, one person raised his hand and reached out a firearm, wanting to lock Zhao Heng who was running onward, but he hadn't pulled the trigger yet, only felt that the black shadow flashed in front of him, and then, there was an unforgettable pain in his left eye, and the saber in Zhao Heng's hand stabbed the other party's eye.

The eyes are still the most fragile part of the human body, how can the attacker bear it, throw away the firearm, cover his face with his hands, and retreat again and again, letting out a howl that tears his lungs, blood gushes down his fingertips, he staggers and retreats, colliding with the cultists rushing behind, Fang shook and fell to the ground, he rolled all over the ground in pain, blood splashed all over the ground.

Zhao Heng hurt him and didn't kill him, the purpose was to use him to attract attention and give himself a more relaxed space.

In fact, as he expected, the howl of the attacker who fell to the ground attracted many believers and Tibetans, and a large number of people gathered here, and the streets seemed much looser, Zhao Heng took the opportunity to run forward, but before he ran out of thirty meters, eight murderers flashed side by side in front of him, holding guns in their hands, and constantly pulling the trigger on the pursuing Zhao Heng.

"Bang bang bang!"

Obviously, this is a group of gunners arranged by Ma Xiaoling, whether it is to deal with Zhao Heng or disrupt the Tibetan City, they should not underestimate their strong combat effectiveness, Zhao Heng reacted extremely quickly, and when they raised the muzzle of the gun, they did not enter a pillar and dodged the bullets that rained down, but although the other party did not hurt it, it also hindered Zhao Heng's advancement speed,

More than 20 bullets missed, a gunman shook his head at his companion next to him, and made a gesture, the eight people slowly dispersed, one left and one right leaned towards Zhao Heng's hideout, and the bullets continued to shoot, so that Zhao Heng could not fight back or escape, their faces were full of pride and arrogance, it seemed that Zhao Heng had become a turtle in the urn.

As long as they press over, Zhao Heng will become a hornet's nest!

Thinking that the famous Zhao Heng could die in his own hands, the smiles on their faces slowly deepened, and they seemed to have seen their brilliant tomorrow.

"Plop puff!"

At that moment, several distinctive, muffled gunshots rang out from the sky.

The three murderers holding guns fell to the ground in response, and there was a small hole with the thickness of a finger in the center of the eyebrows, but there was a fist-sized blood hole in the back of the head, red and white flowed out of it, and then two bullets came over, and the other two murderers who were hiding in the pillar, their heads were sideways, and the flesh and blood fell out in a blur, and the guns in their hands were also separated from the palms!

On both sides of the damp eaves, two sniper rifles locked onto the gunner.

Before the rest of the gunmen could react, the gunfire rang out like popping beans, mixed with screams and screams, and the rest of the enemies were shot one after another and fell to the ground, one of them was shot in the back and still had a breath, and subconsciously wanted to struggle to hide in a hidden place, but it turned out to be a dull gunshot, and he was shot in the back of the head, and his limbs fell to the ground by the impact of the bullet.

Desperate death!

The tragic death of eight gunmen coaxed by cattle made the five or six thugs with weapons in the back frightened, and they watched but could not do anything, and even now, they did not see clearly, where the sniper was? The enemy that can't be seen is always the most terrifying, there are two people who can't hold it back, and subconsciously approach it, but they fall to the ground on the way,

One person was completely pierced by the bullet in the chest, blood gushed out, lying on the ground, tearing lungs and howling, the other person was even worse, the bullet hit the door of the head, half of the skull was torn off, and he didn't breathe on the spot, and the other four people saw this and retreated, but just moved two or three steps, the bullet broke through the air again, and the four people were shot in the back and fell to the ground.

Zhao Heng's surroundings were a little quieter, and when his gaze was slightly condensed, the figures of Ye Changge and others flashed on the opposite eaves:

"Heng Shao, Ma Xiaoling just turned half a circle and went in the direction of the Potala Palace!"

Then, he pointed his gun at the enemy who was screaming in front of him: "You go straight through the shop behind you, and I'll leave it here!" Speaking of this, he pulled the trigger with his finger again, and the bullets shot out indifferently one by one, and more than a dozen murderers fell to the ground one by one, all with their heads blooming, and the narrow streets were full of blood.

And a faint smoke of gunpowder!

"The direction of the Potala Palace?"

Zhao Heng turned his head to look back at the mountain: "Ziyan!" ”

"Zhao Heng, see who has the last laugh!"

At this time, in the direction of the adjacent street leading to the Potala Palace, Ma Xiaoling was thinking while running, a touch of killing intent appeared on her pretty face, Zhao Heng should not catch up with him again, except for the group of gunmen who blocked halfway to win time, who can calculate that he will not evacuate but go up the mountain, hum, Zhao Heng, when my injuries heal, I will definitely return to today's shame.

At the same time, she is a little depressed, her concentration is still a little poor, today's task is to mix in the crowd to fan the flames, stir up the anger and killing of the entire Tibetan city, who knows that when she sees Zhao Heng appear, she will rise to murderous intent, thinking of the grievances between the two sides in the past and her own shame, she can't help but flash the siege of the Tibetans, and secretly shoots to hope for a miracle.

As a result, Zhao Heng was safe and sound, but he was chased and killed all the way, if it wasn't for the sacrifice of a large number of companions, he might not be able to get out now, Zhao Heng's bastard is even stronger than when he was in the United States, she regrets that those chess pieces that were intended to riot are meaningless because of her own death, but Ma Xiaoling swears that she will ask Zhao Heng to get all these blood debts back:

"Zhao Heng, hurt me, poison me, stimulate me, chase and kill me,"

A glint flashed in Ma Xiaoling's eyes: "I will let you pay for your blood debt!" ”

Ma Xiaoling has an unforgettable hatred for Zhao Heng, in addition to Zhao Heng is the first setback in her life, there is also the shame and trampling that Zhao Heng brought her, especially the life and death of the Empire State Building, which made her grit her teeth when she thought of it, she survived, but killed Oprah's sister, which ruined the relationship between the Ma family and the official of the United States.

After passing through the long street that is more than two hundred steps away, you will reach the west gate, the tall wall of the Potala Palace can already be seen, Ma Xiaoling's mood can't help but relax a little, as long as she enters the Potala Palace, her safety will be more guaranteed, at this moment, she suddenly heard a loud noise, the wooden window on the second floor of the shop next to her suddenly shattered, and the rain in front of her was stagnant.

At the same time, a long howl came: "Ma Xiaoling! ”

When Ma Xiaoling's face changed slightly to avoid the debris, she saw Zhao Heng leaping down from the broken wooden window, pointing his toes on the eaves, walls, and pillars, running over, like a god descending into the world, slashing straight down at the top of Ma Xiaoling's head with a knife, how could Zhao Heng chase after him so quickly? Ma Xiaoling couldn't figure it out in her heart, but at this moment, she couldn't think about it very carefully!

"Kill!"

She shouted a sentence coquettishly, luck lifted the knife and tried her best to fight, Zhao Hengda fell down with a smile, the saber was wrapped in rain and fell, the momentum of this knife was like thousands of horses rushing to kill, the murderous aura was fierce, the momentum was unparalleled, Ma Xiaoling only felt that the whole body was like entering an ice cellar, and it was difficult to breathe.

She only felt that she was completely shrouded by the knife momentum, and she couldn't see the ins and outs of the knife at all, even if she wanted to retreat and dodge, it was absolutely impossible, she could only pick up the thin knife and try her best to frame each other, as long as she could block this knife, there would still be life, and this thunderous knife finally slashed in the middle of the thin knife, dang! With a screeching sound, the two knives intersected, giving birth to a burning smell.

Ma Xiaoling held the thin knife in both hands, holding Zhao Heng's saber, the two of them intersected their eyes, like lightning striking each other, and gradually Ma Xiaoling's eyes turned from bright to dark, a touch of blood flowed out of her mouth and nose, and then fell backwards, falling heavily in the rain, Zhao Heng exhaled a long breath, slowly retracted the knife and threw out a sentence: "Now, Ziyan should be safe!" ”

"Zhao Heng, do you know who the woman the living Buddha has loved?"

Ma Xiaoling was lying on the cold bluestone slab: "You killed the person he loved, how could Ziyan live?" ”

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