Chapter 1230 One husband is the pass

These six bald bastards are all ruthless people picked out by Bao Yuan, and they usually play roles that often open films outside to watch the scene, although they have not practiced any kung fu, but they have quite rich experience in actual combat, and once they start to move, they naturally bring a momentum, and their eyes are as powerful as cow eggs, and the water pipe in their hands is swept out with a whirring sound.

Xiong Chao smiled coldly, did not dodge or dodge under his feet, sank his waist and bent his legs to tie a four-level horse, pulled his back with his chest and pulled his back to aim his face at the two water pipes that were smashed in the face, and his right arm raised his palm to draw a half-arc on the face of the face, easily scooped the two water pipe heads in the palm of his hand, and stretched out his left fist to make a bland basic move, and he rushed to the fist with a horse step.

Horse step punch is the basic skill of connecting with Zama, as long as people who can Zama will, even the old man and wife exercising in the park will also, it can be said that Zama's auxiliary kung fu, no one will use it as an attack move, but Xiong Chao is a special case, a pile of standing like a stone, only with a move horse step punch swept thousands of troops.

Sew!

There was a soft sound from the fist wind, as if stepping on the snow and falling into it, a punch without any fancy was as heavy as a giant who punched.

This punch seems to be plain and unpretentious, only the bastard who is targeted by it understands the horror of this punch, and before the fist reaches his body, he can feel an oppressive strong wind rushing towards his face, and even make them unable to have any thoughts of dodging, they can only watch the vinegar bowl fist quickly approach in the pupils.

Seam! A punch passed through the gap between the heads of the two skinheads, and the fist hit the air, and then the arm swung left and right, sweeping the two skinheads directly to the ground, Xiong Chao would not hit people directly with his fists, because these two skinheads couldn't withstand the power of his punch at all, and it would be a trouble if a punch was made.

Smack! The four water pipes hit Xiong Chao's knees indiscriminately, making a few muffled sounds like defeating leather, and there was not much joy on the faces of the four skinheads, on the contrary, there was a painful expression on the faces of the two of them, and the stinging sensation from the tiger's mouth made these skinheads feel the strength of the reaction force, is this still a fucking human leg? It's just two iron pillars!

These four bald people are all old sparrows on Dongting Lake, the master who has seen the wind and waves, caught fish and shrimp and continued to peck, wet their wings and fly high, the four of them didn't care about any face, and a donkey rolled around and quickly slipped away.

Xiong slapped down and grabbed a bastard, and lifted him up like an eagle catching a chicken, holding two snatched water pipes in one hand, he bastard directly carried it to him, grinning and said: "Stay good, Lao Tzu will play a little magic trick for you." After saying that, he sat the bastard between the horse steps, which was actually equivalent to under the crotch of his pants, and reached out and touched his bald head in a matter-of-fact manner.

Six skinheads rushed over and lay down two in less than ten seconds, and one person was captured alive, and the three who ran back were not embarrassed, and there was a hole in the tiger's mouth, and now they were grinning at their accomplices for cigarette ash, and those with cigarettes quickly took a few puffs and flicked the cigarette ash to their wounds.

Bao Yuan was very calm, he waved his hand and glanced at the bald party beside him, and the wall surrounding the two men in black suits shrank sharply, click! There are at least ten pipe knives on the necks of the two black suits, and the favorite people on the road are more people and bully fewer people, and it is easy and happy to put the blades on people's necks in a circle.

Two black suits can use guns, but the pistol is far less useful than the blade surrounded by hundreds of people, and before they can make any reaction, they were held by the pipe knife to the neck, and the pistol on the waist was also unloaded by two bastards with quick hands and feet, these two black suits are gunmen found by Gong Fengjiao, but unfortunately they are not thugs, and they can only obediently disarm in the face of hundreds of skinheads, and they are caught by several skinheads holding their arms and a reverse scissors.

Xiong Chao on the opposite side looked at all this indifferently, he reached out again and touched the head of the bald party sitting in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Look, are your bones harder or are they harder." After speaking, he put the two water pipes in his hand side by side, held one end with each palm and began to twist with force.

Titicaca –

The two arm-thick water pipes quickly twisted into a twisted shape in a piercing squeezing sound, this is not a street trick, nor is it selling dog skin plasters and bone-setting wine, this is real kung fu, the skinhead who was caught has been dumbfounded, and the falling iron filings fall on his face without realizing it, and the chin of the skinhead on the opposite side has fallen to the ground, they have been completely shocked by this scene, is this still a person?

Bao Yuan suddenly felt something poked on his lower back, which woke him up from the shock, and reached out to touch an iron lump with hot gas, and when he held it in his hand, he couldn't help but gasp, whether it was a gun, or a pistol with a silencer, as for what model, he didn't recognize, anyway, he could spray it.

"Paralyzed, wrap it in a piece of cloth, do you want to harm Lao Tzu when you take it out like this?" Bao Yuan hurriedly hid the gun behind his back, and scolded in a low voice, to be honest, this gun came at a really good time, no matter how high the kung fu is with this thing, you have to admit it obediently.

The pistol was picked up and sent back in less than half a minute, Bao Yuan grabbed it and clasped it in his hand, gritted his teeth, this damn big guy showed a hard qigong and shocked the brothers, it seems that only Lao Tzu is on his ...... Thinking of this, he took two steps forward and raised the pimple in his hand, which should have been wrapped into a pistol without pimples.

"Dude, I don't care which temple you are a Bodhisattva, if you know each other, just squat aside, otherwise the guy in Lao Tzu's hand won't have eyes." Bao Yuan gritted his teeth and sneered, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at Xiong Chao as much as possible, but the guy who packed the gun was obviously not professional enough, and the trigger was a little astringent.

Xiong Chao glanced at the pistol opposite, put down the twisted water pipe in his hand, slapped his backhand on his chest and made a muffled sound, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, the one with the seed aims to hit here." He was wearing a kung fu sword and axe that was difficult to injure, and the special vest he was wearing was lined with a layer of composite titanium steel soft armor, and the rifle bullets within fifty meters could not hurt a single hair of his hair, and a pistol was not in his eyes at all.

Bao Yuan originally wanted to bluff him, but he didn't want to shoot him, but this thing is just a piece of hob meat that is hard and soft and inedible! Gritting his teeth in a fit of anger, his fingers shrank inward.

Burst! A fine puff of dust erupted from the top of the bump, and a bullet flew out of the chamber, instantly nailing to Xiong Chao's belly, Bao Yuan was so frightened that he almost threw the gun in his hand on the spot, and his mind was in chaos, Lao Tzu ...... Really shot?