Just when Han Bingbing was desperate and helpless, and would rather die than give in, a loud voice floated over from a distance.

"Let her go!"

The simple three words, sonorous and powerful, with supreme coercion, blasted towards the middle-aged man with a beard, making him shake all over, and even his soul trembled.

This chilling feeling made the middle-aged man with a beard can't help but gasp.

Subconsciously, he hurriedly turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came from, but saw that a handsome and extraordinary young man was rushing straight from a distance.

When Han Bingbing opened his eyes and saw this handsome and extraordinary young man, a smile of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

"Brother Long Jun!" Han Bingbing cried, she cried with excitement.

Long Jun suddenly appeared here, making the desperate Han Bingbing instantly turn his sorrow into joy.

However, when Han Bingbing saw Long Jun rushing over with his bare hands, he hurriedly reminded: "Brother Long Jun, be careful, this bastard has a gun." ”

Long Juntian is not afraid of the ground, she is not afraid of submachine guns at all, she is only afraid that Han Bingbing was corrected on the spot by the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard just now, so she will take the lead and deter the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard.

If it weren't for the middle-aged man who took the lead and shocked the eight-character beard, then Han Bingbing would probably be destroyed by the hot hand.

Because Long Jun was afraid that he would not have time to rescue Han Bingbing, he would use a preemptive move to deter the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard.

By the time the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard came back to his senses, Long Jun was already less than twenty meters away from him.

"Rely on your sister! Stinky boy, die! The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard picked up the submachine gun and shot wildly at Long Jun's body.

Da Da Da ...... Da Da Da ......

Han Bingbing was so frightened that she lost her face and screamed loudly.

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard laughed, thinking that Long Jun would definitely die, but Long Jun disappeared out of thin air.

"What about people?" The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard looked at the rock that had been shattered by the bullet in shock, and his eyes showed an incredible look.

"You, Grandpa Long, I'm here."

Just when the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard was shocked, Long Jun rose from a rock in the cave, and when he was in mid-air, the silver needle in his right hand shook, and flew straight towards the right wrist of the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard.

Sou!

The silver needle immediately flew straight towards the right wrist of the middle-aged man with a figure-eight beard with an extremely fierce attack.

In the end, it was accurately stabbed into the right wrist of the middle-aged man with a figure-eight beard, and the power was incomparable.

The silver needle pierced the right wrist of the middle-aged man with a figure-eight beard, and sank straight into the rock, and the tail of the needle was missing.

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard screamed miserably, and the submachine gun in his hand "crackled" and fell to the ground.

The reason why Long Jun did not directly kill this middle-aged man with an eight-character beard is because he wanted this middle-aged man with an eight-character beard to live better than death.

If he dares to be rude to his friends around Long Jun, then he is undoubtedly looking for death.

Of course, this way of dying is naturally better than death.

In front of Long Jun, the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard was like an ant, so fragile that he was simply vulnerable.

If he killed this middle-aged man with a beard like this, then it would be too cheap for him, so Long Juncai did not kill him.

Rao is so, but after this middle-aged man with a beard was pierced through his right wrist, in fact, it was not very comfortable.

After the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard made a move to seal the acupuncture point on his right wrist to avoid excessive blood loss, he glared viciously at Long Jun, who landed steadily.

"Don't come here, otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill her immediately." The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard dragged Han Bingbing up from the ground, while his left hand tightly crossed her neck, his right hand endured the pain, pulled out a military dagger from his waist, and gently pressed it against her neck.

As long as the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard exerts his right hand, then Han Bingbing will immediately die.

Han Bingbing gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Long Jun, leave me alone, hurry up and help me kill this bastard." ”

He was held tightly by the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard many times, taking advantage of it and eating all the tofu, Han Bingbing couldn't wait to cut him with a thousand knives.

"Bingbing, don't worry, you'll definitely be fine." Long Jun shook his head and gritted his teeth, "Kill him?" It's too cheap for him, and I'm going to make him worse than dead. ”

Long Jun's hatred for the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard is no less than Han Bingbing's, because anyone who threatens him has violated his scales.

No matter who they are, they all have a bottom line and a reverse scale, and Long Jun is no exception, he also has a bottom line and a reverse scale.

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard kept retreating while hugging Han Bingbing, and glared at Long Jun angrily.

"Stinky boy, although Lao Tzu is not your opponent, but Lao Tzu is better than having a hostage in his hand, hehe!" The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard sneered: "Immediately abolish your martial arts, otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill her immediately." ”

When he said this, the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard used a dagger and stabbed Han Bingbing's neck lightly.

When the military dagger gently stabbed into Han Bingbing's snow-white neck, the blood immediately dripped to the ground bit by bit.

Han Bingbing endured the pain and said loudly: "Brother Long Jun, leave me alone, kill him immediately!" ”

Long Jun's eyes were red, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a thick killing intent arose.

"Wang ...... Eight...... Egg ......" Long Jun clenched his fists tightly and glared angrily at the middle-aged man with a beard.

"Lao Tzu counts three times, if you don't abandon your martial arts, then, Lao Tzu will make your woman become a dead person who will never speak." The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard, his eyes were firmly fixed on Long Jun's hands to prevent Long Jun from firing the silver needle.

In Long Jun's mind, many ways to save Han Bingbing safely flashed in an instant, but almost every method was a desperate move.

Saving people is important, but Han Bingbing's safety is equally important.

If the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard hadn't put a dagger against Han Bingbing's neck, then Long Jun wouldn't have so many worries at all.

Long Jun's eyes rolled, his mind moved, and suddenly, he thought of an excellent solution.

At this time, the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard raised his finger and shouted, "One ...... 2. ......"

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard deliberately dragged his voice long, just to force Long Jun to abandon his martial arts.

"You don't have to shout anymore, I won't abandon my martial arts, anyway, I don't know her very well, I don't care." When he said this, Long Jun turned around and left.

Han Bingbing was frightened by Long Jun's sudden move, her fragile heart was immediately greatly hurt, and she couldn't believe that Long Jun would be the one who would not be saved when she died.

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard was stunned, and he didn't expect that Long Jun would "retreat from the battle" and "leave it alone".

Just when the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard was shocked, Long Jun, who had just taken two steps, suddenly turned around, and at an incredibly fast speed, his right foot hooked a small stone on the ground, aimed at the right wrist of the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard, and kicked it straight away.

Call!

The small stone immediately took an extremely fierce offensive and roared towards the right wrist of the middle-aged man with a figure-eight beard.

Syllable!

The small stone hit the right wrist of the middle-aged man with a figure-eight beard with unmistakable accuracy, completely breaking his entire right palm.

(End of chapter)