Chapter Forty-Seven: Fighting Alone
"Take care, see you later!" Bei Ming took the gun, and ran to the fork in the road next to him without looking back! Bei Ming knew that he was just making trouble for him by the side of the captain of the guard, there were only three or four of those people in total, one was shot and killed just now, and another person stopped the captain of the guard, at most there were 2-3 people, now they don't know that they have been training since childhood, this is their advantage, even if they meet someone pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it is no problem to kill one or two.
Beiming ran forward, and by the dim moonlight, he saw two red spots in front of the alley, and immediately felt that his scalp was numb, and his hair stood up.
Murphy's Law, what to be afraid of. "It's cigarette butts, two of you, it's a bit of a trouble. "After thinking about it for a while, there is no other fork in the road, you can't hide, just do it!
I've killed people before, but that's all pushed to the extreme, and now I want to take the initiative to kill, and I'm still a little guilty.
Although Beiming has experienced the baptism of the magic union incident, he has no teammates this time, and he rushed forward only last time, and now this situation is not afraid of it, but as the saying goes, fear to the extreme is anger, after a moment of fear and timidity, Beiming gritted his back molars and turned on the switch of the gravity arm.
"Cao Nima, I really thought that the master was given for nothing, and he actually smoked a cigarette leisurely, come on, let you see what it means to see what Kui Ye came to the world, and let you know what it means to block and kill the Buddha. "People need to be ruthless, and Ma Zhuang needs to add eighteen whips! Beiming took a deep breath after cheering himself up and ran forward.
Bei Ming quietly covered the power arm with his clothes, held the gun in his other hand, pretended to be panicked, and stumbled over.
"Big brother, big brother, help me, someone is going to kill me. Bei Ming saw a fat man and a thin man smoking against the wall, looking frightened, and leaned over to the thin man as he spoke, "Big brother, you must help me, I can let my father make you a big official." ”
"Come on, come on, little brother, whoever wants to kill you, tell me. As he spoke, two hands supported Beiming's two arms, and one hand touched the power arm, and his face changed. As soon as he was about to call out, he heard the sound of the air pump piston and the sound of gear occlusion getting faster and faster, click
Blood flew out with the skinny man's internal organs and fragments of bones, splashing on the wall next to him, on the ground.
The fat man was stunned on the side, he didn't expect this young master in brocade clothes and jade food to have this ability, he forgot to run his fighting spirit, Beiming was also frightened, he didn't expect this thin man's physical fitness to be so poor, and he still came out to do bad things with this body?
And the thin man, with a "click" in his throat, couldn't say anything if he wanted to, the boss with two eyes staring, and his whole body couldn't use the strength to paralyze on Beiming's body, seeing that he was out of breath and inlet in little air, and he didn't even have time to say his last words.
After all, it was a matter of life and death, and he was stunned and did not delay the operation of his limbs, Beiming didn't have time to feel the feeling of killing, and pushed the thin man down with green tendons jumping on his head, and the gravity arm still carried the thin man's blood and internal organs, and the other hand raised the gun and shot at the old pig. Suddenly, the alley was dim, and the alley was very bright.
The old pig on the side was stunned for a moment, and immediately released his fighting spirit. Although Dou Qi can defend against small-caliber bullets, it is not invincible, such a close distance and Beiming's grid. The Lok pistol is known for its fast rate of fire, and the time for the old pig to be stunned and the time to open the fighting spirit is only about two seconds, but two seconds is enough to complete all 17 rounds in the magazine. There were still a few bullets that hit the old pig's chest and shoulder.
Bei Ming sighed secretly, but unfortunately he didn't hit the vital point, his arm strength is still not big enough, if it is big enough to control the recoil, then it will save a lot of trouble.
The old pig didn't care about the pain of being hit by the gun, and stepped forward in two steps and stepped forward in one step, grabbed Beiming's neck with one hand and lifted it directly, and the other right hand clenched his fist and prepared to hit Beiming's armpit ribs, ready to hit the vital point directly and subdue it with one blow.
And Bei Ming had only one thought, "Grass, why is this fat man so strong." ”
Beiming was pinched by the old pig's neck with one hand, and his face was suffocated into pig liver color, and before the old pig's right hand was waved, Beiming directly hit the old pig with a power arm and pinched his left arm joint.
"Click" The position of the old pig's left elbow was directly deformed. You must know that with the same strength, the punch just hit the thin man and directly penetrated it, and the hit on the old pig's joint was only deformed, and the forearm was not directly knocked down, which shows the strength of the warrior's body.
"Ahh
"Ahem, ahem" Beiming was thrown to the ground, holding his neck with one hand and coughing there, the old pig was so strong that he almost strangled him to death, and his original crimson face slowly recovered.
After taking two deep breaths to stabilize his breath, he raised his hand and pointed the gun in his hand towards the old pig, and at the same time his body rushed out like a leopard. "Take advantage of his illness to kill him" Beiming will already kill his red eyes, and he can't care so much, let's kill this thing first.
Although the old pig is not a big man on the road, but with his identity as a warrior and this tendon meat, he has not been so aggrieved for many years, so that a teenage child broke his hand, it was originally a matter of hand-to-hand, but it was so complicated, not to mention the nest fire in his heart. Seeing that this kid actually dared to take the initiative to attack, the old pig was suddenly angry, and the little rabbit cub was also moved to kill after scolding.
Beiming didn't know that the old pig had so many changes in his heart, and even if he knew, he probably scolded a few stinky sand walls. rushed to the fat man, made a feint with his left hand, and the power arm of his right hand clicked directly at the fat man's face.
The fat man ignored the feints, he knew that Beiming could only rely on the power arm to hurt him, and as soon as he raised his hand to block the power arm that was blasting towards his face, he raised his foot and kicked it.
Bei Ming saw that his attack was easily blocked, and he was not angry in his heart, knowing that this attack would not work and there would be a next time.
Seeing the fat man raise his foot, he knew that he was going to kick a dodge and avoid this kick, thinking of directly holding this leg to make a Jeet Kune Do action to trip him and then hit the door directly, but this fat man was so energetic that he might not be able to trip him at all, so he simply held the fat man's leg with both hands and retreated, directly letting the fat man come to a big split.
"Ah" Although the old pig is a martial artist, it doesn't mean how good his flexibility is, and it hurts him heartbreakingly, the uninjured hand grabbed Beiming's clothes casually, and threw it against the wall, and Beiming was slapped on the wall with a "bang".