Zhuo Jun is so big, and he has also had discussions with many senior masters, but he has never directly fought with this kind of outlaw who plays with hot weapons.

Therefore, he didn't expect that this kind of ordinary person who had not practiced internal kung fu would have such a swift response speed, and he was so ruthless and unreasonable, he just made a little movement, and he didn't care about it, and when he raised his hand, a shuttle of bullets swept over.

What he didn't know was that if Mad Dog hadn't been so unreasonably ruthless and cautious, he would have hung up on the battlefield seven or eight times.

At that moment just now, when the mad dog snatched the submachine gun and swept it over, Zhuo Jun only felt a chill down his spine, and his scalp was about to explode, and the body that he had exercised for many years instinctively rushed to the right front, but the bullet blasted through the bark splashed by the tree trunk, but it still rubbed his face.

Zhuo Jun has never been so close to death, at this moment, he finally understands why after the appearance of hot weapons such as firearms, martial arts and national arts will become so declining, when it comes to direct lethality, there is no comparison between the two.

Even if Zhuo Jun has now practiced the art of Neidan to the realm of "refining and refining qi", which is comparable to the top masters who have practiced ordinary foreign kung fu to the peak, in the case of precautions, ordinary swords can only leave a white mark on the body, and the effect is slightly better than the famous "Henglian Iron Cloth Shirt" and "Thirteen Taibao Golden Bell Jars" in the outer kung fu.

But he was sure that at such a close distance, if a bullet hit the vital point, he would definitely hang up here.

However, Zhuo Jun is not the kind of chick who has never seen blood after all, the line between life and death has stimulated the violent aura hidden deep in his heart, he knows that if he turns around and leaves at this time, once the opportunity is lost, he will definitely be followed and killed.

What's more, there is also a seriously injured man hiding somewhere in the mountains, waiting for him to come to the rescue! Without him here to stop him, once he is surrounded, Ah Que will definitely die!

Therefore, he can only advance, not retreat!

At the same time that his body swooped out towards the right front, the three branches in Zhuo Jun's hand also suddenly left his hand, swishing, with the sound of the howling wind, tearing through the dark rain curtain and stabbing towards the three people-

Stretching out his feet and kicking the trunk of the tree, his body was like a fish piercing the water, clinging to the ground full of weeds and muddy water, and ghostly rushed to the feet of the three mad dogs.

At this time, the three mad dogs were facing the threat brought by three branches, and they hurriedly dodged, not realizing that there was suddenly an extra person on the ground.

Oh, Zhuo Jun's body was like a spring, he was stunned, stood upright from the ground, his left and right hands came out together, both of his fingers were bent into a knock, and he hit the chest of the two people in front of the mad dog.

As a master of medical health preservation, Zhuo Jun's cognition of the vital acupuncture points of the human body is like that of a musician to musical notes and an oil painter to color.

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

The two of them were hit by Zhuo Jun blatantly, and they both spewed out a bloody arrow, and their bodies shook, and the whole person seemed to be instantly drained of bones and tendons, soft and collapsed, like two broken sacks, with a bang, and fell straight out of more than a foot away.

Tears and snot flowed wildly, feces and urine came out, all the internal organs were severely injured and bleeding, the whole body was comminuted and fractured, but the head was very sober, under the severe pain, the whole body trembled, and there was no way to move, but the mouth was "ho ho ho ho" out of the air, but a complete syllable could not come out.

Zhuo Jun is very measured, these two people will not die, but after being cured, the mild one will be a high paraplegic and lose the ability to move, and the heavy one will directly become a vegetative person.

In this way, it will not violate the rules of the master, but it can also disgust and disgust the person behind the scenes. Because he knows that in China, how to deal with the aftermath of these bandits is definitely more troublesome than when they get in, and it is definitely more troublesome to live than to die directly, especially in this way of survival!

Two blood arrows, mixed with rain, sprayed Zhuo Jun's head and face, making his handsome face also become like a ghost, exuding a murderous aura outward.

"You...... You! ”

Just tried his best to avoid the mad dog flying from the branches, and before he realized that the two partners next to him had become invalids, he raised his head and saw a bloody man suddenly appear in front of him like a ghost, and his eyes almost popped out, but after many years of mercenary career, he did not come in vain, and subconsciously raised the submachine gun in his hand.

It's just that when the index finger of his right hand pulled the trigger, he found that there was no familiar gunfire in his ears.

Looking down, the mad dog suddenly found that his right hand had fallen down softly for some time, and the submachine gun had already fallen to the ground full of mud and water, and the sharp pain of broken bones was transmitted from his wrist to his cranial nerves.

At the critical juncture, the astonishing quality of the mad dog that escaped death countless times was completely displayed, the wrist was broken, and the tendons were all broken, but it was only a muffled snort, which did not make him panic, while raising his head and glaring at Zhuo Jun fiercely, the mad dog's left hand was already on the handle of the gun on his waist-

But at this moment, the mad dog felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then this sharp pain quickly spread to his whole body, and then, out of thin air, he himself flew out like a pile of mud, face down, and fell heavily into the muddy water.

He wanted to move, but he couldn't control even a finger, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make any sound, but the bone-crushing pain spread all over every muscle and pore in his body, surging like a tide, and he couldn't resist it......

Tears and snot poured down, and yellow and white feces and urine gushed out.

He knew with great clarity and sorrow that he was finished, completely finished.

The string of gunshots released by Mad Dog when he discovered Zhuo Jun, although it was silenced, was still quite clear to these bandits on the mountain who slept with guns every day, so in an instant, there were four squads left, and they looked up at the location of Mad Dog at the same time.

"Mad Dog, what's going on? What happened? Peng Hao's eager questioning voice rang out from the walkie-talkie.

"Brother Hao, I seem to have found ...... It seems to be ...... over here. You...... You! Ho ho ho ho ......"

At first, the mad dog had some terrifying sounds, intermittently coming out of the walkie-talkie, but before the words were finished, there was a sudden muffled sound, as if something had been knocked away, and then in the walkie-talkie, there was only the rustle of rain hitting it, and the faint sound of "ho-ho" coming out.

Peng Hao's heart couldn't help but sink, and he hurriedly shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Level 1 alert!" Each group listened to the order and immediately rushed to the location of the mad dog! Again, level 1 alert, immediately rush to the location of the mad dog......"

"The four groups received it, and they arrived immediately!"

"The three groups received it, rush over immediately!"

"The second group received it and arrived in two minutes!"

Each group quickly replied, only the five groups where the mad dog belonged had no news, Peng Hao knew in his heart that there were a few mad dogs, and I am afraid that something bad had happened.