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The shape is like a gun, the gossip is like a thief, and he has been immersed in the internal kung fu for decades, and the strength and blood on Cheng Lao's body have already reached the realm, and there is a thousand catties of gravity between his gestures.

It's just that he hasn't gone through the baptism of the battlefield of hot weapons, and the old man slapped and killed more than 20 foreign hairers with muskets in the chaos in the afternoon, so this martial arts master has some disdain for foreign guns and foreign soldiers.

Seeing that although the devil was in chaos, the team behind was still holding guns and ready, so the old man dared to be careless, gave up the idea of reflexively grabbing the road, and with a force under his feet, he slid and rushed on the ground like stepping on clear oil, and directly crashed into the panicked foreign soldier queue like wading through mud and water.

Putting aside the foreign devils who were blown to the ground and wailing by the wooden door, Cheng Lao shrank his body and put the target of the attack on the devils who were still standing on guard or raising their guns to shoot......

Bang bang......

The panicked foreign devils hurriedly retreated, fired a few shots into the sky and prepared to reorganize the formation, but the old man's feet also turned again and again, ignoring the bluestone and red brick ground in the alley, as if skating, taking advantage of the convenience of the foreign devils blocking each other, and continued to drill around in the retreating crowd.

This is Cheng Lao's famous martial arts swimming baguazhang, the key is that the old man has practiced the strange body method of wearing flowers and trees for more than ten years, so that these foreign devils who don't know how to fight back have no way to fight back for a while.

Kung fu to Cheng Lao, Cheng dù, the dark energy has penetrated the whole body, whether it is the hands, feet, legs and elbows, as long as the devil's body is touched, they are like being pricked by electric needles.

It seems like a long time, at that time, it was only a short three or two minutes, seeing that the pores on his forehead were a little unable to seal the sweat, Cheng Lao hurriedly took a deep breath, let go of the way of hurting the enemy with dark energy, and began to fight carefully.

After the panic of the devils, they are now fighting back with bayonets, and they are constantly looking for opportunities to target the old man like a tanuki.

It's just that the gossip palm is good at pushing, supporting, leading, leading, moving, buckle, splitting, and entering, and once the old man's mind calms down, he is like a fish and a thief.

Even if someone wanted to run to the distance to shoot a black gun, he had already been caught up by the old man and poked him in the mud, and the strength of the hand was varied, but there was a bayonet to pierce the palm of the hand, and the palm of the hand was turned over, and it cracked and flew out and even simply stuck on their own body.

The screams of the devils are getting stronger and stronger, but the morale is getting lower and lower, on the one hand, because of the chaos of the crowd, they can't shoot properly, but on the other hand, they are heavy, stretching and steady and constantly palming, and the seemingly flexible and weak palms are like a sharp knife with a bull's tongue, poking, pumping, splitting, and rolling at the vital points of the foreign devils one after another, making the messy queue like a pot of fish soup, rolling up the boiled fish meat from time to time in the boiling and unable to calm down.

"Three steps back, free fire ......"

A junior lieutenant who had just been stabbed in the palm was lying on the ground and roaring, although his collapsed chest seemed to have been smashed by a heavy hammer, but for the Germans with strict tactics, even if they died, they must complete this capture mission, seeing that the thin and lean Qing people were about to kill out of the alley in the chaos, this lieutenant did not care about the blood gushing from his mouth, and hurriedly issued an order to shoot freely immediately.

Bang bang......

With such an order to distinguish between the enemy and me, the German soldiers, who had always been orderly and respectful, instinctively raised their guns and fired, although some soldiers were injured by mistake, but seeing Cheng Lao being grazed by bullets one after another in the dodge of the wolf, these foreign devils who were almost collapsed finally regained a little courage, and then shot while retreating, and finally stabilized their position little by little.

Bang bang......

Cheng Lao, who was rolling and jumping around the corner of the wall, was also miserable in the face of the sudden rain of bullets.

The so-called dark energy, this is the method of constricting qi and blood and easy to practice tendons, although it can be used in actual combat, it can spray strength like a needle and has a strong lethality, but the consumption of one's own strength and blood is extremely terrifying.

A series of knocks over more than 30 people, for a fifty-year-old man, it is already close to the physiological limit, and after the body was bruised by messy bullets, the astringent essence of the whole body suddenly could not be restrained, and with the blood from the wound and the sweat in the pores, it poured out.

There is a famous saying on the Internet in later generations, 'No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives', not to mention being surrounded by dozens of gunpowder spears.

As a martial artist, once you can't control the qi and blood in your body, it means that you can no longer close the pores on your body and burst out the strength of your body.

After just a few seconds, the old man was already sweating like rain, seeing that there was no hope of breaking through from the alley, he had no choice but to take a deep breath and press down, shrink his body and jump on the head of the optical store.

"Want to run?!"

At this moment, a cold foreign language came from the rear of the spear team, although Cheng Lao didn't know the meaning, but in the end he had practiced to the realm of six senses, and before the opponent was difficult, the cold hair on his body exploded like an electric shock, and he felt a deadly killing force behind him from the change in his spine: "Master!" ”

Bang bang......

The crisp two gunshots stood out in the chaos, although they still did not directly hit Cheng Lao, but it was just the route of Cheng Lao's breakthrough that was completely blocked, and the musket controlled by the master was obviously much more threatening than that of ordinary soldiers.

Unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, the figure made a prediction again, and before the old man stood firm on the eaves, the foreign gun in his hand had already rotated again and again, and his shooting was so fast and poisonous that Cheng Lao, who was exhausted, could only lie in the corrugated under the eaves.

"Split up and surround the formation, three rounds of shots, Mark you rush into the goal ** hit, Utser intercepts the right front ......"

The loud shouting of German made the foreign gun team regain their composure, and several sturdy figures also ran in different directions quickly, and with the blocking and interception of the perimeter, the bullets on the roof suddenly looked like fried beans.

Cheng Lao's forehead gradually broke out with cold sweat, and he glanced at the sturdy foreign devil under the roof, who was eight feet tall, although a black tuxedo and white gloves were a little out of place in the military uniform of the brigade, but he couldn't hide the continuous flashing light and killing intent in the pair of turquoise eyes.

Removing the two pieces of mud, the old man suddenly threw out in two directions, seeing that the black-clothed master raised his gun and shot, the old man hurriedly jumped up diagonally, but at the same time that he dodged the random shooting of several people, the white whip floating behind him was actually entangled in the eaves mud tiles in the rolling, and his body was unconsciously pulled back to its original place, and when Cheng Lao turned around from the middle of the ladder and jumped twice, the clear sound also suddenly penetrated the old man's chest with the two gunshots.

"Free Fire!"

Puff puff puff......

After the rainstorm of bullets, a generation of martial arts masters were shot in many places, looking at the foreign devils who were still waiting in the alley at the corner of the street, Lao Tzu only felt that his strength was exhausted, and he struggled to break free of the long braid that was wrapped under the long eaves, and his eyes fell down little by little, and the lower end of the small roof was quickly dyed red, and a dilapidated door plate clearly said 'Hebo Factory No. 46'.

"The first team cleaned up the corpses of their comrades, and the second team loaded and stood on alert......"

The clear voice sounded again, it seemed a little abrupt and harsh in the silent alley, gently resisting the Mauser gun on his shoulder, the tall German's face was not as excited as he imagined, on the contrary, the wounded soldiers in one place made his face a little heavy: "The Yihe fist of the Qing people is really a guy who is not afraid of death, and the seemingly soft and weak palm can be used as a heavy sword......

Taking off his white gloves, Andrei gently wiped away the blood foam that kept tumbling in the lieutenant's mouth, and when he saw the ribs in his chest that had collapsed, his brows furrowed slightly......

"Search for any other bandits nearby, the one on the roof...... Just leave it there and don't move, there are Qing people who dare to come and collect his corpse and disobey the orders of the coalition army, and now they kill one by one......"

As an elite-level spy cultivated by the German 6th Army Military Department, Andrei's orders are almost leaky, but as an aggressor, he doesn't know what kind of status the Qing people who died on the roof of the house have in the martial arts of Beijing, and he doesn't know that while the pikemen team is scattered and searching, an undercurrent is gathering here from all directions in the capital......

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