Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Weapon of Pulling

Ling Xiaojun frowned, how could this be different from the plot he had pre-envisioned, he imagined that there should be a bunch of men and women sitting in a mess on the sofa, and then he kicked the door and rushed in, and then it was one word, "Dry". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But now, why is someone "doing", he is watching?

And it's not that he's watching alone, it's a bunch of people watching, and there are men and women, which is obviously beyond his comprehension.

Ling Xiaojun's appearance also made Bai Chiqing and his younger brothers a little surprised, who is this guy, no one in his White Tiger Hall has ever dared to rush in casually, this person not only kicked the door open, but also hummed a song, it seems that he is in a good mood.

In the end, I made a mistake, or I came to smash the field.

Ling Xiaojun and dozens of eyes stared at each other blankly for a few seconds, the scene was a little embarrassing, he first retracted his body, looked at the door number outside, and confirmed that it was the White Tiger Hall, and then in front of everyone, he walked into the box, closed the door with his backhand, and then took the insurance.

The eyes of the people in the room widened.

"Please help me!" The woman under Bai Chiqing was the first to break the deadlock.

"Stinky bitch, dare you scream!" Bai Chiqing slapped him hard.

"Looking for death, don't you know that this is our Bai Ye's territory!" One of the several men in suits also rushed towards Ling Xiaojun. When one person moves, everyone else also reacts, no matter what this guy does, dare to disturb Bai Ye at this time, and fight half to death first.

As soon as Ling Xiaojun heard that this guy called that fat man Bai Ye, he also had a bottom in his heart, it seemed that the information that Hao Ren gave him was correct. The fat man on the sofa was Bai Chiqing.

Ling Xiaojun twisted his neck and pressed the joints of his fingers into a gurgling sound.

"There's a one who isn't afraid of death." The man in the suit who was the first to stand up before saw that Ling Xiaojun was actually preparing for the event, and snorted coldly, dare to come here to spread wild, it is really a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no way to break in hell.

A person of Bai Chiqing's status, there must be no less bad things to do, and the enemy must be indispensable, and he is also afraid that people will find him desperately, so ten more capable of fighting jumped out of the White Tiger Gang, and they will take it with them wherever they go, ordinary people look at these ten bodyguards in suits and are all over 1.8 meters tall, and they have long been frightened, how dare they come up to take revenge. What's more, these people are all good, just take the guy who rushed up first, everyone calls him a leopard, his height is taller than Ling Xiaojun, more than 1.85 meters, his speed and leg strength are amazing, he originally learned sanda, and when he was fighting with someone, he kicked and broke four ribs of someone's house, and then he didn't finish, so he made up for it again, and kicked the person into a serious injury, and finally the family had a little foundation, and lost hundreds of thousands, and finally it was private.

Among these people, the leopard's skills can only be regarded as average, and the shot is not the most hated, in a word, being Bai Chiqing's bodyguard is by no means an ordinary person.

The leopard was very fast, and the first one rushed over, "Little rabbit, watch Grandpa kill you." ”

But before he finished speaking, the whole person flew out more than ten meters upside down, flew from the door of the room to the other end, and hit the wall hard before stopping, only to see him slide down from the wall, his head drooped, and half of his chest was sunken in.

Everyone looked at the leopard in amazement, what happened just now.

When they turned their heads to look at Ling Xiaojun, Ling Xiaojun was lowering his head and taking out a cigarette, lit it slowly, took a deep breath, and then exhaled the smoke leisurely, "Cigarettes are more compatible with fighting." ”

"Ahh Several women screamed, snatching the door out, like a flock of small sparrows, before Ling Xiaojun locked the door, they jumped at the door for a while before finally opening the door and rushing out.

No one saw Ling Xiaojun make a move, the leopard had already lost its combat effectiveness, as for whether it was dead or not, it didn't matter, what if it didn't die, it would definitely not be able to fight anymore, so it was estimated that the ribs were broken I don't know how many.

If you come out to mix sooner or later, you have to pay it back.

The rest of the people looked at Ling Xiaojun in horror, what kind of person is this person, no, what the hell is it!

"What the fuck are you guys doing! Give it to me! Bai Chiqing realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment and yelled at his men.

"Fuck you, kill you!" Another man rushed at him, and his right hand was hidden in the shadows.

"Up, this guy has two hits, one to kill him." Others followed.

The first person to rush up rushed in front of Ling Xiaojun, his left hand shook slightly, and his right hand went from bottom to top, and Ling Xiaojun could see that this guy was holding a dagger in his hand.

Ling Xiaojun snorted coldly, no wonder he had been hiding his right hand just now, it turned out that he wanted to yin me.

The moment the knife stabbed over, Ling Xiaojun grabbed his wrist with his right hand, the person was pinched by Ling Xiaojun's wrist, as if he was caught by iron tongs, and he couldn't move forward for half a minute, Ling Xiaojun's right hand slammed hard, grabbed the person's wrist, pulled it outward, clicked, the wrist broke, Ling Xiaojun got close again, stuck his left hand on the outside of his right elbow, grabbed his forearm with his right hand and exerted force outward, click, the guy's arm was broken again.

"Ahh The man in the suit let out a scream.

Ling Xiaojun took a wrong step, went around to his side, and kicked on the outside of his calf bone, clicking, and his calf was broken.

As soon as Ling Xiaojun let go, the man in the suit fell in front of him like a puddle of mud.

The person who rushed over from behind hurriedly braked, his face was green, and he broke three bones with three movements, clean and neat, and his moves were ruthless.

The most important thing is that this guy breaks someone's bones like breaking a match.

When Bai Chiqing saw this scene, the whole person was stunned, he let go of the girl's hand and stood up unconsciously, the girl quickly took the opportunity to break free from Bai Chiqing's shackles and rushed out of the door.

Ling Xiaojun looked at the wind-like woman and shook his head, how can he be as virtuous as Xia Ruoxue.

"Hey, I'll tell you the rules of the game, hands-on, I'm lighter, just like him." Ling Xiaojun took a puff of cigarette and pointed to the leopard on the other side of the room with his head tilted and his whole person slumped on the ground, "The one who moves the knife, I'll shoot a little harder, just like him." Ling Xiaojun kicked the man in the suit who was rolling and wailing on the ground again.

"If you use a gun, I'll focus on it, just like him." After Ling Xiaojun finished speaking, he pointed his finger, and a person in the crowd on the other side instantly screamed, "Ah! ”

The others looked back at him and saw him with a throwing knife stuck in one of his eyes.

Everyone's faces turned green, and some of them who were about to reach into their pockets froze in place.

Whether this person is a human or a ghost, ordinary people see them as if they have seen a ghost, but now when they see Ling Xiaojun, it is like they have encountered a demon.

The attack is decisive and vicious, making people powerless to resist at all, and looking at the way this person hangs his son, he is simply playing a game.

"You all pull out guns for Lao Tzu, how many can he kill!" Bai Chiqing roared on the side.

"Yes, his knife was snatched from Scar's hand, and now he has no knife, no matter how strong he is, he won't be killed with one shot, he will shoot him!" A burly man in a suit shouted as well.

As soon as the others thought about it, it seemed that this was the truth, and they all looked ruthless and stretched out their hands to their waists.

Ling Xiaojun took a puff of his cigarette and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, it seems that my brother is going to have a good event today." After speaking, Ling Xiaojun flicked his fingers, and the cigarette flew high and rolled in the air.

With a pop, Ling Xiaojun held a bright weapon in his hand, leaning at his side.

Tu Honggang's sonorous and powerful singing voice was coming from the TV.

I stood in the gale

I can't wait to wipe out the heartache

Look at the sky and the clouds move in all directions

With the sword in hand, ask who is the hero in the world

Ling Xiaojun shook helplessly, "It's such a fucking pit, can't you give my brother a weapon to pull the bombardment!" ”

On Ling Xiaojun's weapon, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in cursive were written with four large dark golden characters.

"God of Food"!