[Chapter 383]: Threat and attack

The action is done in one go!

There was no hesitation or pause.

The thin silver needles like mosquitoes shot into the necks of several people without warning, and the few people who were hit fell to the ground with a muffled sound before they could understand what was happening! Suddenly, the crowd in black suits showed a touch of horror in their eyes in the face of the inexplicable tragic death of their companions, and the more unexplained deaths, the more terrifying they could be. The middle-aged man standing next to the Audi A6 also had a look of fear on his face. Killing in the obscure but lifeless city of gunsmoke, his mind has already been trained extremely firmly, but he still can't help but be cold by Sun Qian's ghostly appearance!

Under the faint street lamp, naturally no one cares about a silver needle as thin as mosquito silk, even in the daytime.

Even if you die, you can't remember the beauty of life before you die!

Just when everyone was terrified. Sun Qian, who jumped out of the car window and rushed like a ghost, had an extra dagger in his hand, rough forging, completely belonging to that kind of inferior product, but it was extremely dazzling under Sun Qian's strong killing intent, it seemed that the purpose of that dagger was to take people's heads!

When Sun Qian's figure appeared in front of everyone, those people came out of the original panic, but fell into the panic of the next scene. Just wanted to use the sickle in his hand to resist the white dagger in Sun Qian's hand, but Sun Qian's knife wiped his neck. Compared to those unlucky people who were shot by silver needles without the slightest preparation, this guy still has a short time to do nostalgia and self-dissection. Before he could show his fear of death, his body fell to the ground.

Only a strong body can hold up a filthy soul!

It seems to be a bit funny and lewd words, but it has a deep meaning!

If a strong body doesn't have a strong soul, it's just a martial artist at best. can be powerful, but can not achieve the unity of martial arts! Even if you encounter an opponent at a lower level, you will fall to the lower level. What's more, these people in black suits, they have already been frightened by Sun Qian's ghostly state and instant killing moves. There is no power to resist at all. All of a sudden, they fell into a state of even more panic!

The reason why he shot is that he is so clueless and ruthless. On the one hand, he really wants to save the best white-faced Wu Liang who has the grace to save his life, and on the other hand, Sun Qian's next step is to go. The Scythe Gang, it's your bad luck to meet the master, and the master will rely on you to be the pioneer!

Sun Qian, who was calculating the advantages and disadvantages in his heart, had completely dyed red at this time, and five or six people had already died, and blood was constantly dripping from the blade of the dagger. The body was separated between the crowd in black suits and Wu Liang, staring coldly at the middle-aged man not far away, the middle-aged man's frightened face flashed with a trace of hatred, but that hatred could only tremble his lips slightly under Sun Qian's strength, and his lips trembled for a while before he spoke: "Who are you?" ”

"Sun Qian!" A smile appeared on the corner of Sun Qian's mouth and said softly.

For the middle-aged man Xie Sihua, even if Da Runhong and Fan Dongliu unite and eat not even the bones in the surrounding fields, but he is a big man, and he is really not interested in the trivial matter of sesame mung beans below, not to mention that Sun Qian is low-key and does not let people reveal that he is the boss of Da Runhong, Xie Sihua naturally does not know the identity of the young man in front of him and the conspiracy drawn in his heart. I simply thought it was Wu Liang's friend, or a chivalrous man who walked the world with a sword.