111 Qingyang has a gun!

In less than a few minutes, the situation reversed. Of the six members of the Nanyang Assassination Regiment, which had the upper hand just now, four of them lost their combat effectiveness.

One person was kicked by Lin Qingyang in the middle and lower yin, and he fainted in pain.

One person was kicked in the lower abdomen by Lin Qingyang, and he also fainted in pain.

The other person was even more miserable, nailed to the road outside by a half-handled triangular army, and blood flowed. Maybe the pain was too intense, and this person couldn't faint if he wanted to, so he copied the broken Nanyang dialect and howled non-stop.

As for the black man, he was completely self-inflicted, and the feeling of being hit by his own fist must not be comfortable, right?!

Who made him wear such arrogant gloves, he deserved it.

For a moment, there was silence in the hall.

On the back wall, there is an antique wall clock, medieval style, the wall clock is engraved with delicate lines, it seems to be very expensive, the pendulum swings back and forth, and keeps making a rhythmic light sound.

Da-da-da-da.

Da-da-da-da.

In the awe-inspiring hall, this voice is especially prominent.

Looking at the four abandoned guys, Lin Qingyang clapped his hands easily, and then his face turned grim, and he strode towards the remaining two. His next task is to abolish the only remaining two!

The two on the other side looked tense.

One of them was a white man, tall, with long hands and feet, and his bare arms covered with golden hair. The muscles on the body are well-contoured, bulging outward piece by piece, and they look full of explosive power! The other is a yellow man, with a thin body and a strong face, especially a pair of eyes that are shining, watching Lin Qingyang come over, his fists clattering and clattering.

From the outside, the combat effectiveness of the two is much higher than that of the four.

But their opponent is Lin Qingyang.

In their hearts, the two of them were very jealous of Lin Qingyang, and this kind of jealousy, even in the face of those so-called 'government-government-army' in Nanyang, they had never had it. But this kid in front of him is really a bit perverted, his four comrades-in-arms are not ordinary people, they can make them completely lose their combat effectiveness in just a few minutes, this level is really beyond their reach, and the two of them know that they are not the opponents of this kid!

But that's nothing.

The two looked at each other.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them suddenly reached out and touched the back of their waists, and instantly took out two pitch-black Black Star pistols, with black muzzles, aimed at Lin Qingyang in front.

Paralysis!

Who's going to fight this guy to the flesh?

Now is the era of high technology, and it was hundreds of years ago to solve problems with effort.

No matter how high the kung fu is, I am afraid of kitchen knives!

No matter how strong the kitchen knife is, you are afraid of pistols!

The guns in the hands of whites and yellows, named Black Star, were spread to the South Seas in the last century, this kind of gun is cheap, easy to use, but not low, it can use large-caliber bullets, even if it is an ordinary body armor, it can also be worn through, the two are confident that they will use this to bury the kid in front of them here!

Bang.

Bang.

The muzzle of the gun was drawn, and the two of them shot out without hesitation.

But the moment the bullet was fired, the faces of the two guys changed sharply, three meters in front of them, Lin Qingyang's figure just now disappeared strangely, and then there was a stabbing sound in front of them, Lin Qingyang dodged, rushed to the two of them, and showed a bright smile at them.

Clang.

Clang.

The bullet missed the target, and embedded it directly in the back wall, directly punching two small holes in the wall, and the decorations on the wall fell down with a bang, and the white powder fell to the ground.

Lin Qingyang made a move.

I had long wanted to get a gun with huge lethality in the era of hot weapons, but I didn't expect these two idiots in front of me to automatically send them to the door, it was stupid to refuse, Lin Qingyang didn't think about it, he decided to take it all! With a wave of his palm, he slapped the back of the hands of the two people holding the guns seemingly casually but very quickly.

Syllable.

Syllable.

I couldn't dodge it, but the sound was very small and soft.

But being slapped by him so casually, the two people on the other side felt a violent shock all over their bodies, their bodies were up and down, their qi and blood were surging, the gold star in their eyes was rising, and the black star in their hands couldn't hold it, and they fell straight down with two sounds, and before they could land on the ground, they had already been copied by Lin Qingyang's palm and held it in their hands.

Bang, bang.

Almost at the same time, flying up, Lin Qingyang kicked a mandarin duck in a row, his toes popped out, and the kick hit the chest of the two, whether it was a strong white man or a refined yellow man, they were directly kicked out by him, and the pieces of clothes on his chest were shattered.

But the skills of the two are not weak.

The moment Lin Qingyang's toes kicked out, the two of them reacted well and shrank back a few centimeters, Lin Qingyang's kick was all on the toes, and the two who thought they could kick lost their combat effectiveness, but they didn't expect to be so unloaded by them, they didn't cause much damage, after landing, the two of them roared, jumped up, and each had a sharp dagger with a blood groove in his hand, and he was about to rush towards Lin Qingyang again!

Click.

But then, like deflated balls, the two of them stopped suddenly, and the muscles on their faces twitched in unison.

Retribution.

It's really retribution.

Just now, the two of them were still holding pistols to deal with others, but they didn't expect retribution to come so quickly, in front of them, Lin Qingyang was holding a black star in one hand, and the muzzle of the gun was black hole, aiming at the two of them.

The brothers know a lot about Blackstar!

If you shoot at this distance, you can almost blow your head out.

So they decided to improvise, well, this is an elegant statement, to put it mildly, it is not good, that is, the two of them are going to surrender, they can fight, they can't run, they can't run and surrender, and the lives of the brothers are very planned!

Lin Qingyang held his gun, "Squat!" ”

The two hesitated, but squatted down.

Lin Qingyang snorted, and said solemnly, "Now what I ask you to do, you will do it for me obediently, my temper is not very good, you are unlucky to offend me, if you can't do it, you will bear the consequences!" ”

"Come and do the first thing, fanning your own face, fanning hard!"

After speaking, Lin Qingyang looked at them.

Obviously, the white man also understood Lin Qingyang's words.

The faces of the two changed.

The yellow man's eyes were fierce, and his eyes were full of anger, "The surname is Lin, don't be too arrogant, you can't be humiliated!" ”

White, "#¥%%¥#!" ”

Although he can understand Huaxia, this language is too complicated, this guy has never learned it, and he babbled to Lin Qingyang in English, Lin Qingyang is a college bully, he understands, this guy doesn't want to!

That's not to blame him!

It seems that these two guys don't know how good he is.

The toes were picked up on the ground, and the harpoon that the Nanyang man had just dropped on the ground jumped up with a clang, and was waved by Lin Qingyang's sleeve, and flew straight towards the two of them with a bang, and the two were just about to dodge, but the steel fork came too fast, as fast as thunder and lightning, poof, and was inserted into the white man's shoulder, and a force did not disperse, and the fork head of the harpoon hit the other person's face, and with a bang, it knocked out all the teeth of the other party's mouth!

The two of them suddenly curled up on the ground, one holding his shoulders and the other covering his mouth, drenched in cold sweat.

"Whew......"

“@#￥*￥……”

A howl of pain emanated from their mouths.

"If you don't do what I say, I'll cut off your tongues and feed them to the dogs!" Lin Qingyang said very seriously.

Syllable.

After a pause, the white man suddenly reached out and slapped himself hard.

Syllable.

Then, the other reached out and slapped his cheek with a wave.

"Use some force."

Syllable.

Increase the force.

Syllable.

The force continues to increase.

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