"Snort~" The sound of cracking silk was one after another. The clothes on the beautiful woman's body were torn off one by one by Sima Break. The plump, ripe, peach-like carcass had become more and more parted, and was therefore exposed to the eyes of everyone in the hall.

Almost everyone in the hall had their eyes shining, staring at the beautiful woman's body. It looks like a pack of greedy hyenas.

The despair in my heart reached the extreme. The beautiful woman did everything she could, with the last of her strength, and cried out and cursed.

"Brutes, you brutes! you will have retribution, you will not die a good death!"

Sima Duan smiled and said, "What kind of retribution? Fart! There is no god and no Buddha in this world, where is the retribution." Sister-in-law, Lao Tzu advises you, or obediently admit ......"

"Woo~"

A sharp earthquake suddenly interrupted Sima Duan. Everyone in the hall was taken aback at the same time. Subconsciously followed the sound and looked around, and found that the main door of the hall had been knocked open.

A strange figure stood in front of the door, his body as straight as a gun, his eyes as sharp as a sword. All the people who were swept by his gaze were all subconsciously and felt uncomfortable.

A big man couldn't bear it anymore and jumped up first. He shouted, "Who dares to come to our Iron Horse Ranch to spread wild?

Cheng Li said lightly: "The dart silver of the joint venture dart bureau was robbed by you, right?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall changed color. Sima Duan didn't think about it, raised his hand and slapped it vigorously on the wine table in front of him, and shouted: "The fat meat in your mouth, you still want Lao Tzu to spit it out? Phew, do your daydreams! Brothers, kill!"

As soon as the words fell, seven or eight big men jumped up at the same time, raised their swords at the same time, and rushed towards Cheng Li.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, and the bright sword light illuminated Cheng Li's face. Even the hideous faces of the bandits, as well as the smell of dead wine in their mouths, were also clear and perceived by Cheng Li.

Fierce enough, ruthless enough, accurate enough! Unfortunately, not fast enough.

When the lightning was blazing, Cheng Li drew his gun.

A piercing scream erupted. The knives of the two big men were still hanging in the air, and they didn't have time to cut down. It was already dark in front of me, and immediately after, the whole world in my consciousness was completely shattered!

With two headshots, Cheng Li didn't even mean to stop for half a minute, but instead took a step forward and approached the three chairs on the other side of the hall.

As soon as the footsteps were taken, the shots rang out. At this moment, Cheng Li is no longer like a lone wolf, but like a farmer, harvesting ripe wheat in the field.

There is no wheat here, only people. But under the sound of the gunfire, the faces that were full of anger, shock, panic, fear, despair and collapse really fell like wheat.

The momentum is like a bamboo, as if entering a no-man's land. Cheng Li's footsteps did not stop, and he approached to a distance of only about seven steps from the three chairs.

On both sides of the hall, there were already horizontal and vertical places, lying full of corpses. At the center of each corpse's eyebrows, a black hole was cut by a bullet. The muscles that had stiffened completely solidified the fear of the last moment of their lives.

Those who dared to stand in the way fell down. The rest of the people who didn't die avoided it far away with disbelief, their backs clinging to the wall, eager to turn themselves into a piece of paper.

Now, there are no more obstacles in front of Cheng Li.

He stood still, raised his head, and glanced at Sima Duan, who was high above.

Sima had a broken beard and a halberd, and at first glance, the whole person looked like a fierce lion in a rage.

Eyes are facing each other, and sparks are shining brightly. They knew immediately that the other person was the exact opposite of them. They can tolerate anyone else, anything. But the only thing that allows the other party to live is absolutely intolerable.

So Cheng Li immediately raised the golden Browning M1911 and pulled the trigger at Sima Xuan.

"Click~"

There was a soft sound, but no bullet came out of the chamber. Before you know it, the magazine has been emptied.

Sima Xuan's eyes lit up, and then he roared sharply, picked up the plump beauty with one hand, soared into the air, and threw himself towards Cheng Li. The man was in mid-air, and with his left hand he pushed outward, pushing the beautiful woman out as a shield. But the right hand draws the sword at the same time!

Scimitar: A huge odd-shaped scimitar, when swung, the knife light is as fast as a silver rainbow lightning, but it is shaped like a full moon.

The full moon-like sword light slashed Fu Chengli's neck. The speed, the angle, and the poison are all rare and unheard of. There are definitely not many people in the rivers and lakes who can dodge this knife. There are fewer that can be parried.

Cheng Li is not a person in the rivers and lakes.

After a moment of thunder, Cheng Li suddenly accelerated and sprinted forward, his left pistol was raised, and the scimitar was raised upwards with the barrel. The right-handed pistol was handed forward at the same time.

"Poof~"

No one in the hall could describe what it was. They just saw it. The three figures overlapped with each other, motionless.

Cheng Li held the plump beauty in his arms, and there was almost no gap between each other's bodies. But at the same time, the silver spear in his right hand had also been bypassed, and it was on Sima Duan's waist.

The bullets of the golden gun in his left hand have indeed run out. But in the magazine of the silver gun in his right hand, there was still the last bullet. From start to finish, it's all in the calculations. There is no circumstance that is out of Cheng Li's control.

So now, this last bullet went through Sima's broken waist, and then rolled out of the left lung.

Strangely, Sima Duan didn't feel pain, only felt his stomach shrink suddenly, as if he was about to vomit.

Immediately afterward, he felt that the strength of his whole body had suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer support it. So, with a heart full of disbelief, he even carried a knife, and fell softly.

Until he died, he refused to believe that he would die so easily.

But he did lie in a pool of blood. His life was over, and he could no longer bring disaster and misfortune to anyone.

"Qiang~"

A sharp sword drawing sounded. With a wave of the long sword, the sword flowers flew like falling flowers, and the human sword was unified, and it was like lightning to kill Cheng Li. The fantastic changes in swordsmanship are simply dazzling, and it is impossible to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

But Cheng Li didn't need to tell at all. He lifted his right foot and slammed it lightly on the ground.

"Jizo Tribulation" - Gravity Field!

Suddenly, Hua Mantian's whole person seemed to have turned into an insect trapped in amber. The gravitational field locked his body so tightly that it made it even hard for him to breathe. Of course, all the changes in swordsmanship can't be performed again.

Cheng Li walked over with the beautiful woman in his arms. Fingers flick lightly. The silver spear immediately rotated one hundred and eighty degrees. The five fingers retracted and grasped the barrel of the gun, and at first glance, it looked like a hammer.

Without the slightest hesitation or pity, Cheng Li raised the silver spear high, aimed it at Hua Mantian's head, and knocked it down hard.

"Click~"

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and Hua Mantian was smashed in the head by this simple and crude blow. Blood splashes, * cross-flowing, just like ten thousand peach blossoms.

A few bits of blood splashed impartially, just on the cheeks of the beautiful woman, at the corners of her mouth.

She subconsciously reached out and wiped it, and then gritted her teeth and licked the blood into her mouth. The willow eyebrows, which were locked because of hatred, seemed to be slowly stretched because of a feeling called "pleasure".