When those words came out, Tang Hao even had a feeling of blood boiling.

Mo Song doesn't talk nonsense with him, but also nonsense with the enemy, that is, to give the enemy a chance, so that the opponent has the possibility to kill him in seconds, he won't do that.

So.

While Tang Hao was speaking.

Mo Song had already shot again.

Subconsciously, Tang Hao once again predicted the trajectory of the bullet in Mo Song's pistol, and then quickly avoided it. This time, Mo Song didn't use the trick just now, and after making a feint, he shot directly.

The bullet passed through Tang Hao's waist.

The same took a ballistic.

Tang Hao's waist was also bleeding.

However, although these two shots hit the target, they were not able to hurt the vital point. For a character like Tang Hao, these two shots are not much different from a layer of skin.

"Not bad!"

"Come again!"

Tang Hao was excited, he was excited from the bottom of his heart.

However, Mo Song's heart was already sinking, his marksmanship was able to hurt the martial artist at the beginning, and he used the second move just now, shooting directly after the feint, not a curved trajectory.

Even the shooting after the feint was dodged by Tang Hao, so I'm afraid he is not just a martial artist.

Now is not the time to think about that.

The most important thing is to solve the siege for the head of the family and get the antidote for the head of the family.

Therefore.

Mo Song was furious, continued to withdraw a magazine, and shot again.

And Tang Hao, who was on the other side, had gradually figured out Mo Song's routine, and the next few shots, Tang Hao avoided them one by one. Moreover, while avoiding it, Tang Hao was constantly approaching Mo Song.

Once in range of his attack.

If Mo Song wants to shoot again, it will be difficult.

Originally, Mo Song had already retreated step by step, opening up the distance for his long-range attack, but at this time, he retreated again, and there was a big wooden stack behind him, and he had no way to retreat.

A few shots in a row.

Whether it's using a curved trajectory or figding a shot.

Never hit again.

Click.

Mo Song's gun was once again out of bullets.

Although the shots just now didn't hit, because of the attack power of his marksmanship, Tang Hao was forced two or three meters away. When Mo Song changed the magazine again, Tang Hao quickly approached.

He was so fast that before Mo Song could change his magazine, he rushed over, grabbed Mo Song by the neck, lifted him up, and pressed him against the wood behind him.

"You've lost!"

Tang Hao said proudly.

Mo Song's hand with the magazine was blocked by Tang Hao.

Tang Hao pinched Mo Song's neck with one hand and Mo Song's pistol with the other, and after a strange spell, the gun turned into parts and scattered on the ground.

"It's time for me to kill you!"

After Tang Hao unloaded the gun, he said with a little excitement on his face.

Then.

Zhang Yi immediately shouted.

"Stop! Tang Hao! ”

Tang Hao didn't look back, let alone have the intention of stopping, Mo Song was pinched by the neck, his face was pale, and it was obvious that he couldn't get angry.

"Tang Hao, if you don't stop, even if I die, I will definitely ruin your brother!"

Zhang Yi said.

Because he obviously felt that although this Tang Hao was violent, everything he did was for his brother, and in front of his brother's affairs, he would put his own pleasure second.

This time, Tang Hao really reacted.

"Really? What if you can't make it back alive? Although my brother cherishes his talents, he also said that it doesn't hurt to kill people who can't be used by him. ”

When he said this, Zhang Yi didn't know what to say.

Zhang Yi's weight is not so heavy in Tang Jun.

"Alright, you don't have anything to say, don't get in the way of my fun!"

He hadn't finished his sentence.

Zhang Yi quickly rushed over and grabbed Tang Hao's hand that was holding Mo Song's neck.

"Zhang Yi, you can't do it!"

Tang Hao said disdainfully.

Zhang Yi grabbed Tang Hao's wrist tightly, exerted force in his hand, and used all his strength on his right hand. That's right, he's here to draw, but more importantly, to save Mo Song!

"Okay, then you can try, an ant, how to save him!"

Tang Hao said, the strength in his hand tightened.

Na Mo Song's neck was already making a creaking sound, and his neck was about to break. Not everyone has the ability to shrink bones, Scar can escape with the ability to shrink bones, that's a coincidence, and if Mo Song's neck is pinched off, he will really die, and there is no possibility of survival.

Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and used his strength to the extreme.

And at this moment, Tang Hao couldn't help but be stunned.

Apparently.

Zhang Yi's strength was still a little unexpected to him.

However, since the strength of grabbing Tang Hao's wrist was quite strong, Zhang Yi had no way to stop Tang Hao from killing Mo Song. And the price of Tang Hao killing Mo Song was just a red mark on his wrist.

In this moment.

Zhang Yi suddenly thought of a question.

Before he came to the Red Collins, he went to see Garing and shook his hand.

At that time, Zhang Yi had already used it once, and now if he wants to absorb it, he needs to wait until the next day. It's only evening, and the next day is still a long way off.

Plans were disrupted.

If it can't be drawn, in this case, there is no chance of a comeback.

However.

In this moment.

The voice in Zhang Yi's head came.

"This person is a strong martial artist with extremely high skills, may I ask, do you want to absorb it?"

Unexpectedly, in this emergency situation, this familiar voice still came. It's just that Zhang Yi doesn't know very well, there was a second absorption today, what's going on?

Could it be that the ability of his right hand has changed again?

I don't care so much about it now.

It's a good thing to be able to absorb it.

The situation is urgent.

Mo Song has almost reached the limit, and if he can't stop Tang Hao, Mo Song will die.

Zhang Yi secretly said two words in his heart.

"Absorb!"

Suddenly.

A strange warm current poured into Zhang Yi's body from Tang Hao's body. This time, the feeling seems to be more obvious than ever, something like an overcharge.

Zhang Yi couldn't even help but shudder.

Tang Hao also seemed to sense something, but he just glanced at Zhang Yi.

Smiled coldly.

Because, he knew that Zhang Yi couldn't stop him from killing Mo Song, and if he had a way, he wouldn't have waited until now. However, at this moment, Tang Hao actually saw a little bit of hope in Zhang Yi's eyes, which he hated.

Snorted coldly.

Tang Hao was ready to directly exert force and pinch Mo Song's neck.

Meanwhile.

The voice in Zhang Yi's head came again.

"Successfully absorbed, this martial artist is strong and has sixty percent strength!"

Sixty percent, very powerful!

Without any hesitation, Zhang Yi directly exerted force in his hand and grabbed Tang Hao's wrist tightly. A hand like an iron tong, quickly locked.

The strength of the fingers, the strength of the ligaments, at this moment, a strong explosion!

The blood vessels on Tang Hao's arm seemed to be blocked in an instant, and the entire blood vessels in his right hand that grabbed Mo Song's neck exploded, as terrifying as an intertwined tree.

This is a sign that the blood flow has come to a halt in an instant!

Zhang Yi's strength once again exceeded Tang Hao's expectations!