There are people in Jinling, but for Lao Zhu and them, they are unknowns.

Lao Zhu Nai is an orthodox person in the mountains and seas, and he has settled in the mountain city all the year round, so naturally he will not know a local snake from Jinling.

In the same way, Liang Xiaodao and Wu Cheng naturally didn't know what each other's origins were.

Although Xiang Yang was born in MSS, he is a person from the Second Division, belongs to the mobile force, and is not responsible for mastering the intelligence of the underworld forces in the country.

So when Sun Zhiqiang came to everyone single-handedly, no one took him seriously at all.

Sun Zhiqiang didn't seem to care about this, with a happy smile on his face, he almost lost a pair of eyes.

It really looks like the Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the temple.

Perhaps his Buddha's nickname comes from this.

Sun Zhiqiang walked slowly to the field, twisting a string of Buddhist beads with extraordinary texture in his hand, and did not choose to shoot at the first time, but asked with a smile: "Zhu Chengyong, you are from Qingshui Street, and you are also the person of that gentleman, so I am not surprised that you will appear here, but ......"

"This young lady, and this crow spirit, you are not from the mountain city, why should you get involved in seeking your own death?"

From beginning to end, Sun Zhiqiang did not set his eyes on Xiang Yang and the group of special forces soldiers around him, as if in his eyes, these people were not even qualified to be paid attention to by him.

It is often said that the villain dies from talking too much, and it is not for nothing that it is not unreasonable.

So in the next moment, Lao Zhu and Liang Xiaodao did not respond to Sun Zhiqiang at all, but a burst of gunfire rang out.

Sun Zhiqiang did not move.

There was no blood falling.

Not even a single bullet had passed through his flesh.

Because just three inches in front of Sun Zhiqiang, there was a golden light that seemed to be as thin as a cicada's wings that isolated him from death.

Dozens of warheads were smashed down in front of the golden light, piled up on the red grass, and did not make a crisp bullet, but the silence was palpitating.

Xiang Yang's face sank like water, knowing that he had encountered hard stubble, he waved the order to let everyone wait for a ceasefire, and then dispersed the formation.

This is not the first time they have faced invulnerable alien demons, and naturally they will not show too much panic, but there is no doubt that the main force of this battle is not ordinary people like them.

Wu Cheng stood in front of Lao Zhu and said in a low voice: "I wish you ......"

However, before he could say these words, he saw Sun Zhiqiang with one palm on his chest and said with a smile: "The Buddha said: Don't say it." ”

The voice fell.

Wu Cheng suddenly felt a pair of invisible hands choke his throat, making him unable to make a sound again.

His face flushed in pain, and he fell to one knee as if it were becoming extremely difficult to breathe.

The smile on Sun Zhiqiang's face became more and more amiable.

He took half a step forward.

Lao Zhu also gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, his slightly bloated body blocked Liang Xiaodao behind him, and the wound on his shoulder collapsed again, oozing patches of bright red, making Lao Zhu's whole person look a little hideous.

When he was on Qingshui Street, Lao Zhu rarely made a move, because he knew that when the sky fell, there was a high top.

Among the more than a dozen bosses on Qingshui Street, although Lao Zhu is orthodox in the same vein of mountains and seas, his strength has always been at the bottom.

So this time when he entered the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, Mo Xiaochuan didn't even take him.

One is that someone needs to answer it.

Second, he also knew that Lao Zhu's strength was not good, and he was worried that it would be difficult for him to protect himself after entering the Journey to the West Cave.

If Mo Xiaochuan could see the scene of Lao Zhu's bloody battle before, he would definitely be surprised, and attribute the reason to Liang Xiaoduy.

But is that really the case?

Not necessarily.

Although Lao Zhu has always been lacking in bravery, in fact, his loyalty to Boss Mo has always been visible from time to month.

When Qin Weiyang drove to Qingshui Street, Lao Zhu hid in the back kitchen and didn't dare to show his head, because he knew that Ah Long was in the Shanhai Bar.

But when Mo Xiaochuan was far away from the mountain city and Yang Tianxiao came to smash the field, Lao Zhu went out with a kitchen knife.

In the case of Gu carving, Lao Zhu ran all over most of the mountain cities.

Wanzhou was sick, so Lao Zhu volunteered to drive.

Today, by Lao Zhu's side, there is no longer a group of bosses on Qingshui Street, he is the last line of defense in front of Mo Xiaochuan.

So he can't retreat.

There is no way back.

He didn't know why the person in charge of getting in touch with Mo Xiaochuan hadn't reported the news yet, but before that, no one could step in front of him.

Unless he's dead.

Liang Xiaodao looked at Lao Zhu with some concern, and said in a low voice: "This guy is not simple, you may not be an opponent." ”

Lao Zhu grinned and shook his head, and said with a smile: "Is it an opponent, I only know after fighting, I need your help." ”

When he said this, Lao Zhu did not look back, but stared at Sun Zhiqiang intently.

He wasn't worried that his opponent would sneak up on him.

Instead, I am afraid that as soon as I turn back, I will lose the courage to move forward.

And his request for Liang Xiaodao is the same.

Lao Zhu and Liang Xiaodao are old acquaintances, so he knows what kind of skills she has.

Liang Xiaodao didn't speak again, a rare trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and then slowly put her right hand on Lao Zhu's bloodstained back.

The next moment, a clear light rose from Lao Zhu's back and quickly gathered on his chest, but in an instant, it was completely enveloped in it.

Philip can relieve worries.

How to solve the problem?

Fearless, fearless, hurtless, compassionless, thoughtless.

Sun Zhiqiang watched this scene with interest, as if he had no intention of stopping it at all, and there was still some indescribable compassion in his eyes.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, there is nowhere to rejoice in the world, why don't you two consider taking refuge in me?"

Sun Zhiqiang's words seemed to have some kind of magic that people couldn't help but have, but in a word, there was already a lot of people kneeling on the ground all around.

That's the fighters from MSS II.

Xiang Yang reacted the fastest, biting the tip of his tongue the moment Sun Zhiqiang just spoke, gaining a moment of clarity, but it was still difficult to prevent his knees from falling to the ground.

Everyone threw away the guns in their hands, and knelt down to worship the living Buddha in the world in a five-body posture.

However, Lao Zhu did not move, his eyes were covered with a gray light callus, and a low roar was squeezed out from the depths of his throat, with a scalp-tinging desire to kill.

"I'm your mother's pen!"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Zhu stepped on his feet and surged towards Sun Zhiqiang, the two blood-white fangs at the corners of his mouth grew in the wind, but in the blink of an eye, they poked out three feet long!

Seeing this, Sun Zhiqiang's face still did not change, but the Buddha beads in his hand twisted faster.

"Evil animal, be punished!"

As soon as the word is spoken, the Buddha is full of light.

It slammed into Lao Zhu's head.

"Bang!"

Lao Zhu was in pain, let out a long howl, his body was blocked by the Buddha's light, and it was difficult to move an inch, but he did not retreat, just facing the pain like a burning flame, and looked at Sun Zhiqiang from afar.

This is not a mythical story, but this scene is like the righteousness of the righteous path of a monk who has attained the Tao to eliminate demons and subdue demons.

A wisp of pure white mane grew from the back of Lao Zhu's head, and a trace of saliva that exuded a fishy smell flowed from between Lao Zhu's fangs, and a crack in the earth and stone was stepped on under Lao Zhu's feet, and then the skin on his chest suddenly burst into a blood mist, the blood was as red as a sword, and it actually pierced the dazzling Buddha light back more than a foot away!

Sun Zhiqiang's eyes froze, and his body leaned back slightly.

But Lao Zhu's face showed an ugly smile.

The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high.

No matter if you are full of Buddha light, today before this cave, people will come to kill, Buddha,

Kill the Buddha!