After the gunshots.

Qin Jun's crisis was immediately lifted. The curly-haired man who was holding a small green sword and stabbing his heart a second ago actually disappeared in front of him out of thin air at this moment.

Fat B hung down the hand holding the gun weakly, and the bullet that had just been fired almost exhausted all his current strength. How much physical exertion was, he had not yet recovered, lying on the hospital bed and gasping for breath.

Although Fat B's gun speed is very fast, it is certain that the other party was not shot.

Because on the wall outside the door of the ward, there are seven craters printed on it.

Just when everyone was in shock, a long howl suddenly came from the ward.

"I didn't want to kill you, but you want to die." The figure of the curly-haired man appeared ghostly in the ward, and he shouted angrily, like a lion roaring in the woods.

The curly-haired man seemed to be very annoyed by Fat B's sneak attack, and the small green sword in his hand spun around, and in an instant, he aimed the cold and shining blade at Fat B's throat.

Rise!

The curled man pointed his toes on the ground, and the whole person burst out like a swimming dragon. The green sword in his hand pierced the air, like a flash of lightning stabbing at Fat B, who was stunned on the side of the bed.

The sudden attack of the coiled man made Fat B stunned. He felt that the other party's behavior was completely beyond his knowledge.

No more than five meters away from a close-range pistol shot, Fat B has never missed. I didn't expect this strange man to miss it. What's worse is that he missed seven bullets in a row.

And that's not all. He couldn't understand how the other party rushed over, and the speed was too terrifying.

Suddenly, a howling cold wind rushed straight to the door, and Fat B only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the green sword that seemed to be like a stinger was already approaching.

Buzzing!

In the dim light, the little green sword looked particularly eerie. The cold sword body released a strong killing intent. Let fat B not have the consciousness of half resistance.

Under the pillow of the hospital bed, there was also a pistol full of bullets. Fat B remembers very clearly, it was left for him by the cold rain to defend himself, a total of two. He used one just now, and there should be another under the pillow.

Fat B wanted to quickly pull out the remaining handful and shoot back, although he was not even two steps away from the pillow at this time. But he knew it was too late.

Moreover, he had no urge to resist at all. Just like that, I watched the little sword glowing with a strange green light, getting closer and closer.

Han Yu, who was leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground, twitched a few times out of the corners of his eyes, looking at everything that had just happened in disbelief. He stretched out his trembling hand, trying to pull out the pistol pinned to his waist to relieve Fat B. However, he soon gave up.

Because he saw that an ordinary pistol could not pose any threat to a master of this level in front of him.

Although Fat B didn't see the man's movements clearly. But the cold rain that has been sitting on the ground and watching can be seen clearly.

Fat B fired seven shots in a row at the beginning, and now he shoots at close range, even if the person who shoots is a new recruit, few people can dodge these deadly bullets. But the man in front of him avoided it by force.

Han Yu only saw that the other party's figure suddenly turned into a phantom as fast as lightning, and with just one breath and one breath, he dodged seven bullets in a row. The reaction speed of this pervert has completely surpassed the limits of human beings.

The limits of humanity? Han Yu's heart moved inexplicably, and he suddenly thought of something.

That was when he first joined the NSA, and he was not yet 18 years old at the time, and he was specially recruited by the NSA because of his extraordinary sniper skills. When he first joined the National Security Bureau, he was inevitably not assigned important tasks by the organization, and he only did some work to organize files every day.

By chance, when Hanyu was cleaning the archives, he found a file folder that had been sealed for a long time. The paper in the folder had long since turned yellow because of the age.

When Han Yu curiously opened the file, the contents of it really startled him. There are some things that are beyond the common sense of human beings.

In the record, it is described that in the land of China, there is a kind of strange people who live in seclusion, with ethereal traces, but with great skills: some people, who travel thousands of miles, run faster than even the most robust cheetah on the grassland; Some people are so powerful that they can no longer split wood and gravel, and can even kill an adult elephant with one palm; There are also people who have eyes like torches, and they can clearly see how many legs flies are thousands of kilometers away.

When I was a child, I saw a lot of this in mythological stories. He didn't expect that in the archives of the National Security Bureau, he could actually see these mythical records.

Han Yu, who had a strong desire for knowledge, took the file to ask the old man in the bureau at that time. But to his disappointment, even the oldest man in the bureau did not know much about the file. As a result, the matter was then dissolved, and was once again left behind over time.

Could it be that the man in front of him is the kind of person recorded in that file, that is, the ancient martial artist in Qin Jun's mouth?

Han Yu twitched the corners of his eyes a few times again, and his face was full of melancholy.

Seeing that the thin green sword stabbed suddenly, getting closer and closer to his eyeballs, Fat B sat on the hospital bed weakly, completely stunned.

Are you going to die?

The short and boring life flashed from Fat B's mind in an instant.

The lonely and helpless life in the orphanage as a child, to being lucky enough to become a high school student in Red Maple Leaf, to getting to know Qin Jun, to an unforgettable period of special military training.

Yes. This is my whole life, and it's just terrible. Thinking of this, Fat B even had some feelings of relief. It's a pity that the mother he has never met, even now, he has not found out the identity and origin of his mother. In addition to a photo, a letter, and a valuable diamond ring, Fat B didn't even know what his mother's name was.

Perhaps, when I go to the underworld, I can meet you. And Boss, I can't be a drag oil bottle for you anymore.

Fat B suddenly felt that he was a little tired, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

After a few seconds, the coldness and tingling in his throat did not come, but instead a strong force slammed into his chest.

Burst!

When Fat B opened his eyes, he found that he had been knocked upside down and flew out, and there was still a person in front of him. That is Qin Jun.

The green sword in the cross-haired man's hand was gone, but on Qin Jun's shoulder, there was an extra hilt that had sunk into the flesh and bones.

It turned out that at the critical moment, Qin Jun actually used his body to block in front of Fat B.

"Boss" Fat B choked, the tip of his nose was sour, and his eyes immediately misted.

"Humph! Since you are all rushing to die, then I will fulfill you. The coiled man was blocked twice, and he couldn't help but be furious, and he swooped forward like a ghost, and actually pulled out the green sword on Qin Jun's shoulder in mid-air. Gathering momentum, he stabbed Qin Jun's heart again, this time, he was ruthless, he must pierce the other party's heart, and stab the person behind him to death.