The bald head wiped the muzzle of the gun with his sleeve, looked at the hostages, and shouted: "Whoever cries for Lao Tzu again, this is the end!" ”

"Listen to the people outside, it's only 20 minutes now, if we haven't seen the helicopter in 20 minutes, all the people will be the fate of the person just now!" The long-haired man shouted.

The bald head carried all the hostages to a gun and walked into a room of the jewelry store, and among the hostages were three men and two women, who were still crying and crying, had stopped sobbing and walked into the room with a frightened face.

It's just that among them, there is a middle-aged man, although he also looks flustered, but there is a sense of perseverance in his eyes.

When the middle-aged man passed by the bald head, this person suddenly became difficult, and a small grappler went towards the bald head!

His target is the gun in the bald hand!

A trace of disdain flashed in the bald head's eyes, and he spun the pistol in his hand, and the middle-aged man's hand was empty.

The middle-aged man's face changed, but it was too late to think about anything else at this time, the middle-aged man changed his grip to beat, the back of his hand collapsed and sank down, hitting the bald arm, the bald head did not move, grabbed the middle-aged man's hand with one hand, pulled it to the side, hooked his foot, and the middle-aged man fell out.

After rolling on the ground a few times, the middle-aged man quickly stood up and looked at the bald head with solemn eyes.

"Still a warrior!" The bald man licked his lips, threw the gun at the long-haired man, and said, "I'll play with him, you look at these people." ”

The long-haired man rolled his eyes and walked straight to the side, he was still confident in his bald head after all, both of them were second-rate martial artists, ordinary people were not opponents at all, even if many of them had practiced martial arts, they were not the opponents of martial artists like them!

Jing Qing's eyes flashed, and sure enough, these two people are really martial artists!

She didn't choose to do it just now, in addition to the immaturity of the time, there was another thing she was more worried about, that is, these two people were likely to be martial artists!

Jing Qing had seen a very messy scene inside through the surveillance of the jewelry store before, and many of them were injured, so they knew that there might have been a fight, but on the other hand, the two robbers did not have the slightest trace of injuries on their bodies, which means that those who were injured did not pose any threat to the two of them at all.

"It looks like that bald head should be a second-rate martial artist, but if you have a gun......" Jing Qing looked at the long-haired man and frowned.

If the other two did not have guns in their hands, she was very confident that she would be able to successfully subdue the two with the strength of her first-class martial artists.

In fact, even now she can subdue the other two, but seeing the fierce attitude of the two of them shooting without hesitation just now, Jing Qing hesitated, if she didn't grasp it well, I am afraid that someone would suffer because of this.

If you want to do it, you have to do it without fail!

But...... Isn't this an opportunity! Jing Qing looked over there, her bald head seemed to be fighting with the middle-aged man just now.

The middle-aged man slowly walked with a regular pace, which seemed to be a kind of foot kung fu, and the distance between the bald head seemed to be close and far, and the steps under his feet vaguely contained a peculiar law, which made people unconsciously have to follow his pace and rhythm.

"Old fellow, you don't seem to be as good as me! Look at the moves! The bald head shouted, and the sound was like thunder, breaking the rhythm of the middle-aged man in an instant.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and before he could raise his hand, the bald fist style swept in.

The middle-aged man's feet moved, but his body seemed to be not moving, but the bald fist was inexplicably empty.

"It's kind of interesting, let's see if you can take my second punch!" The bald head grinned, and his feet flashed quickly, faintly similar to a middle-aged man, but the speed was faster and the rhythm was stronger.

"Huh!"

The bald head shouted again, this time the speed was a few points faster than just now, and the middle-aged man's cold sweat came down in an instant, and he couldn't hide at this time, and the middle-aged man blocked his face with his hands.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the middle-aged man's arm was broken by a bald head.

"It's too weak!" The bald head shook his head, stepped forward one step, slashed with one leg, and the middle-aged man flew out upside down and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The middle-aged man is just an ordinary third-rate martial artist, and his strength is about the same as that of some soldiers who left the army early, but the bald head already has the strength of special forces, so there is no suspense about this result!

"Stop playing, it's still ten minutes." The long-haired man threw the gun to the bald head, and the bald head took the gun and shot it at the middle-aged man on the ground, directly through the middle-aged man's leg, and the middle-aged man twitched.

Let out a muffled roar.

"Haha! If I don't kill you, I'll make you crippled for the rest of your life, hahaha......" The bald head shot through the other leg of the middle-aged man again, and then looked at Jing Qing and said: "Since there are still ten minutes, wouldn't it be a waste of time if you don't do something!" ”

The bald man has a special habit, or a disease, that is, every time he finishes moving with someone, the 'desire' fire in his body will boil, and he must find a woman to vent his fire.

Looking at Jing Qing's beautiful appearance that was close at hand, the bald head suddenly roared, and his body pounced on Jing Qing.

"Look for death!"

Jing Qing, who was originally bound by the rope, suddenly jumped up from the chair, and the rope that tied Jing Qing's wrist was broken!

The bald head was stunned by Jing Qing's cold voice, and before he could react at all, his body had already flown out several meters, and the blood drew a beautiful arc in the air like a fountain.

Then Jing Qing appeared next to the bald head almost instantly.

Call!

Raising his arm, he punched the bald head in the chest, and when the bald body fell to the ground, he was already out of breath.

The long-haired man over there had just reacted, and as soon as he raised his hand, Jing Qing's figure had already arrived in front of him, and it was another punch.

Jing Qing's first-class martial artist's strength was fully exerted at this moment.

Rumble!

A punch smashed into the opponent's body, and there was a big noise.

There is a big gap in every realm of martial artists, not to mention this kind of unexpected action, of course, if you meet Chen Dui, it is an exception.

"Hoo ......"

A series of actions was completed in just a few seconds, looking at the two corpses on the ground, Jing Qing exhaled deeply, she found that she was not even half resistant to killing at this time.

"If my husband is here, I'm afraid I won't let these two scumbags live!" Jingqing thought of the matter of Nantong City, Chen Du was so pure at the beginning.

******

in the clinic.

Seeing all the people on TV cheering and saluting Jing Qing, Feng Lan was completely relieved, this result is the best, and now it is better not to let Chen Duan meet with him, or try not to meet.

However, Feng Lan also knew that this kind of thing couldn't be hidden for long, after all, they were all in Jinling, and they couldn't tell when the two would meet together.

I'll talk about that later...... Feng Lan could only sigh.