Chinese Seeing Ning Wujun take out a pistol, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became more solemn, and many people didn't dare to gasp.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Chen Qingyang's kung fu before may be very shocking, and it can even be described as terrifying, but the deterrent power is still not as good as a pistol.

As soon as the bullet comes out, it's going to kill people.

Looking at the specially made Desert Eagle in Ning Wujun's hand, Chen Qingyang's brows couldn't help frowning.

Even if this Desert Eagle could penetrate the body of the Condensing Martial Artist, it was still not much of a threat to Chen Qingyang, after all, with his speed, it was impossible for Ning Wujun to shoot him.

But behind Chen Qingyang, there were really Qiao Xiaoyou and others who didn't have any effort, and it was impossible for him to put them in danger.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to snatch Ning Wujun's gun, Zhao Zushan's voice rang out again.

"I have a gun, I have one too, or let's shoot faster than anyone?" Zhao Zushan teased, and then conjured an extra black pistol in his hand.

Different from the Desert Eagle in Ning Wujun's hand, the gun in Zhao Zushan's hand was black all over, and the shape was a little weird, with dense veins on it, and under closer inspection, it looked like a lifelike dragon.

When he saw the black pistol in Zhao Zushan's hand, Chen Qingyang's face was also slightly stunned, obviously he knew this gun.

The dragon tooth gun, which is a pistol exclusive to the top special forces in China, the Shenlong Special Combat Team, is not only a symbol of status, but also a gun that dominates the power of life and death.

As long as they encounter extremely vicious criminals, they can be killed on the spot without reporting them, which is a privilege that the special forces of any military region cannot enjoy.

In ancient times, the Dragon's Tooth Spear was equivalent to the Shang Fang Sword!

Chen Qingyang had heard Nangong Liang say that the captain of the Shenlong Special Combat Team intended to recruit Zhao Zushan into the team, and it seemed that he had become a member of the Shenlong Special Combat Team.

The people present, in addition to Chen Qingyang, there was another person who knew this dragon tooth spear, and that was Ning Wujun.

As soon as he saw the dragon tooth gun in Zhao Zushan's hand, Ning Wujun's body trembled fiercely, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help but tremble.

"Dragontooth Gun?" The muscles on Ning Wujun's face trembled fiercely and asked.

The dragon tooth gun is the exclusive symbol of the Shenlong Special Combat Team, and it is also the pistol that all special forces dream of, and Ning Wujun is no exception, he has volunteered to join the Shenlong Special Combat Team since he was a child and has a dragon tooth gun.

But now this dragon tooth gun, which represents the identity of the strongest special forces, actually appeared in the hand of the man in front of him, and pointed at his head.

The man in front of him was actually from the Shenlong Special Combat Team, and Ning Wujun's whole person was suddenly in a trance.

"You know what to do, why don't we compare and see if your Desert Eagle is faster, or if my Dragon's Tooth Gun is stronger?" Zhao Zushan looked at Ning Wujun provocatively and said.

Ning Wujun's body trembled fiercely!

Not to mention that the power of the Desert Eagle was far inferior to the Dragon Tooth Gun, even if it was more powerful, he didn't dare to shoot at Zhao Zushan.

If Zhao Zushan dies under his own gun, if the Shenlong Special Brigade investigates it, even his grandfather, who holds a lot of power, may not be able to protect him.

Just borrowing Ning Wujun's courage again, he didn't dare to shoot this shot.

Unless Zhao Zushan really wants to fight with him.

"Why, don't you dare to say anything? Didn't you just drag it? Zhao Zushan shouted.

Ning Wujun stared at his eyes, didn't say a word, and cold sweat had already begun to break out on his face.

"The captain of the Wolf Tooth Special Combat Team, that's all he can do? Put the gun down for Lao Tzu! Zhao Zushan shouted coldly.

Ning Wujun had never suffered such humiliation, his teeth were creaking, he wanted to fight with Zhao Zushan desperately, but reason told him that once he dared to shoot this shot, it would definitely be a situation of endless death, which would take his future and even his life.

It's not worth it!

"I told you to put down your gun, didn't you understand?" Zhao Zushan took a step forward and directly pressed the dragon tooth gun against Ning Wujun's head, and the powerful momentum on his body was unreservedly released, making Ning Wujun's body tremble again.

At the age of thirty, becoming a martial artist in the early stage of transforming strength, in the eyes of ordinary people, and even in the entire Jinling Military Region, Ning Wujun was undoubtedly a martial arts genius.

But the young man in front of him, who was obviously not as old as him, was actually stronger than him, and this momentum alone was enough to crush him!

Ning Wujun's hand holding the gun trembled again, and finally had to let it go in humiliation.

He is not qualified to go toe-to-toe with Zhao Zushan at all.

"Rubbish!"

"Bang!"

Zhao Zushan kicked Ning Wujun in the abdomen hard, directly kicking him three or four meters away.

This kick was the price paid by Ning Wujun for offending Chen Qingyang, if it weren't for the fact that he was also a soldier, Zhao Zushan would have abolished him with one shot.

Ning Wujun curled up and lay on the ground, his face was bruised in pain, but he didn't say a word, and the anger in his eyes was difficult to contain.

But he hadn't lost his mind yet, and he would have to swallow it alive even if his teeth were shattered.

Ren Jian stood in place, his body trembling, he never thought that his cousin, who was invincible in the military region, would not dare to say a word when he was beaten to the ground.

At this moment, where did he dare to be angry with Chen Qingyang in his heart, he only prayed now that Chen Qingyang would not trouble him.

"Brother Yang, don't be disappointed by this kind of little person, let's go, let's find a place to drink, I haven't drunk in years, I must have a good drink tonight." Zhao Zushan said in a hearty voice.

Chen Qingyang glanced at Ren Jian, Ren Jian's face changed instantly, and he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at his gaze.

In normal times, even if Chen Qingyang didn't abolish Ren Jian, he would have to make him pay a painful price, but at the moment, he was in a good mood, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of jumping clown.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to beckon everyone to leave together, a group of middle-aged people in suits and leather collars suddenly walked over from the crowd.

"Ren Jian, what are you doing here?" The middle-aged man who was a little bald at the head asked with a cold face, and when he saw Ning Wujun lying on the ground, his face was even more gloomy to the extreme.

"Dad?"

As soon as he saw the middle-aged man appear, Ren Jian's frightened expression was also slightly stunned, and the person who came was his father, Ren Hongguang, the boss of Huaxia Energy Group.

Ren Hongguang and a few business friends were also having dinner at this hotel tonight, and when they were about to go out, they happened to encounter this scene.

"Who did it?" Ren Hongguang asked in a cold voice, his eyes swept around coldly, and finally stopped at Chen Qingyang and the others, and his heart was slightly shocked.

He could see that the temperament and aura of these young people in front of him showed their extraordinary origins.

"Dad, he is the one who beat me last time, and this time even my cousin was planted in his hands." Ren Jian pointed at Chen Qingyang and said viciously.

Ren Hongguang's eyes looked at Chen Qingyang, and suddenly he found that his long-tempered eyes couldn't see through this seemingly ordinary young man.

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