Chapter Seventy-Nine: Killing People Like Killing Chickens!

"Huh? Someone else is coming. ”

An Qisheng raised an eyebrow.

After turning into strength, the body odor is almost none, and his movements are fast, as long as it is not a head-on encounter, even a police dog will not be able to detect his traces.

These dogs, naturally, are not aware of his traces.

It was found that there were other people.

Call~

With a movement in his heart, An Qisheng held his hand and jumped up to the wall.

As soon as I swept my eyes, I saw that in the small courtyard, several half-human-tall wolf dogs barked wildly and rushed towards a teenager in the corner of the wall on the other side.

The young man looked like he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, his face was still green, but his hands were extremely ruthless.

As soon as the barking of the dog sounded, he had already stood up from the corner, suddenly bounced up, swept the ground flat, and grabbed the side of the oncoming big wolf dog in one step.

The punch was like a hammer, and it broke the wolfdog's neck in one fell swoop.

With a turn of his body and a kick of his feet, he kicked another wolfdog three or four meters away and slammed it into the wall.

At the same time, the body hit back, and the shoulder and back exerted force, knocking the wolf dog that pounced on the back and flew out.

A series of actions can be said to be a rabbit rising and falling, flowing smoothly.

An Qisheng couldn't help but nod secretly:

"This young man is skilled, obviously he has been instructed by a master, he is here to save people?"

"Who?"

"Someone's barging in! Is it a strip? ”

"Hurry up, don't fucking sleep!"

Before the wolfdog barked, several people had already rushed out of the back room amid the flickering lights on the second floor.

Bang!

The boy had just broken the neck of the last wolfdog, and when he heard the gunshot, he rolled on the ground and hid in the corner.

"! Lao Tzu's dog! It's a little cub, just one person! ”

On the balcony on the second floor, a shirtless man cursed, and shot the corner several times.

"Damn Zhao Laosan, Du Te said that rabbits don't eat the grass by the nest, so it's going to be troublesome!"

Amidst the yelling, a bald man in clothes walked out onto the balcony.

"Don't talk about it, kill the little beast first!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and several people rushed out of the gate on the first floor, holding guns and strafing, and sparks splashed in the yard.

The young man was quite good, and he escaped through the night, but he was still beaten and couldn't slip his head.

"It's too reckless, if no one else comes, this kid will die."

In the shadows on the wall, An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

This group of tomb robbers is not good at stubble, and there are several lives under them, all of them are on the wanted list, although they don't have the dark energy like Shan Yi, but there are several bright ones.

"! This kid is so slippery! ”

After missing a few shots in succession, the bald man on the balcony scolded angrily.

As soon as he grabbed the edge of the balcony, he jumped directly from the second floor.

"Look for death!"

An Qisheng sneered, kicked his feet, stretched his arms, and flew into the air like an eagle.

In mid-air, another stretch, with a spit of strength, his feet fell like cannonballs, and he exploded in the air and stepped heavily on the smooth and translucent head!

Bang!

I vomited under my feet.

An Qisheng didn't look at it, his hand was on the balcony again, and he had already jumped on the balcony.

How amazing is his physical strength now, and he can step on a spider web when he spits out the concrete, let alone a human head?

"Me!"

Where could the bald man think that such a thing would happen, and before he could scold, he only felt a pain in his head and lost consciousness.

'Poof' was planted on the concrete floor of the yard.

Brains and blood poured out, wetting the ground.

"Sixth!"

On the balcony, the shirtless man let out an exclamation, muzzle pointing down.

Before he could shoot, he felt a pain in his wrist, his eyes were dark, and a man was already standing in front of him with his gun.

"You!"

The low man's hair exploded, and he didn't have time to speak.

The black hole that was going straight at him was already spewing sparks from the muzzle.

Bang!

Unditchson didn't have the slightest idea of wasting time, and shot the low-slung man to death.

Turning around, he condescendingly fired a few more shots at the tomb robbers in the courtyard.

It's a pity that his marksmanship can only be said to be average, and he will drop by half if he is more than three meters accurate, although he is condescending, but he has not killed a single one.

"! Sixth, second Zhao! ”

"This kid still has accomplices, be careful!"

"He killed the Sixth!"

The pot exploded in the courtyard, and the tomb robbers looked at the bald man who died miserably, and their eyes turned red.

Four or five guns moved to the balcony almost simultaneously, and the bullets crackled.

It's a pity that An Qisheng lost his gun after a few shots and ran into the second floor, no matter how good their marksmanship was, they couldn't hit anyone.

"Good chance!"

But the young man who was cowering in the corner of the wall was overjoyed when he heard the gunfire stop.

A stride rolled out of the ground, kicked under his feet, and sprang out five or six meters like a rabbit, and as soon as his wrist flipped up, from the bottom up, he burst the nearest grave robber.

"Ah!!h

Hearing the terrible screams downstairs, An Qisheng on the second floor was startled.

What did this kid do?

The room was cluttered, with only two single beds and cigarette butts and bottles on the floor, which seemed to be the residence of those two people.

"Cultural relics are not here......"

An Qisheng listened attentively, heard the suppressed breathing outside the door, and sneered in his heart.

Click~

He stomped on the floor with a force under his feet, and in one step he reached the door, and with a twist of his shoulder, he slammed into the door.

Eight poles of iron mountain leaning!

Rumble!

The gate was smashed!

"Ahh

A tomb robber hiding at the door was caught off guard, and his face was hit by sawdust.

Immediately, the screaming came to an abrupt end.

An Qisheng was like an old bear hitting a tree, and it was hitting his body.

When Anqisheng hits the fit, the cement wall can be leaned on, and the power is so great.

With just a hit, the grave robber's sternum shattered into pieces, and his body flew out four or five meters like a cannonball, hitting the wall on the other side of the house, and died without saying a word.

"Lao Tzu killed you!"

"!"

"Master!"

In this room, four or five grave robbers stood up at once, and the gunfire rang out like firecrackers.

Bang Bang Bang!

Bullets hit the walls, dirt and rocks splattered, and everything was empty.

An Qisheng's perception was so sharp that he had already heard the location of the people in this room before he hit the door.

After hitting the man in front of the door, his body shrank as if all his limbs had disappeared in one fell swoop.

Dodged all the bullets that came in.

At the same time, the big tendons of his whole body rose up like a dragon, and his strength exploded.

The grave robbers only had time to shoot once.

He swooped into the crowd.

Whew~~~

He reached out with both arms, clenched his fist with one hand, smashed it in the face of a tomb robber, and clawed the throat of another with the other hand.

At the same time, his feet were strong, his body was bowed forward, and his withdrawn hands were just clenched into fists.

A boy worships the Buddha and smashes it between the chest and abdomen of the third person.

Bang!

Like thunder.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, his feet off the ground, and he flew out and slammed into the wall.

"Ho ho~"

His mouth was wide open, and a large mouthful of blood poured into his trachea.

Two seconds later, he slid to the ground on his stomach and sat down with the platoon that had been killed by Anqisheng before.

Call!

As Ankisheng bowed forward, he kicked off the ground, hooked up like a poisonous scorpion's tail, and kicked the jaw of another tomb robber.

Bang!

With the sound of bones shattering, the man soared two meters into the air and his head slammed into the ceiling with a 'click'.

His legs struggled, and he hung in the air without moving.

As soon as you enter the strength, killing people is like killing chickens!

It was only three seconds before and after, and the room full of tomb robbers had already been killed by him, and only one was left!

Call!

An Qisheng lowered his hand, turned around, and looked faintly at the last tomb robber.

If it weren't for the questioning, counting him, it wouldn't have taken an extra second.

"Ahh You, you're the devil....."

The remaining grave robbers were almost so frightened that they forgot to make a move.

When An Qisheng looked at him, his legs were even weaker, and he fell to his knees.

Scared to pee!