"No matter how strong you are, you are just a mortal child. ”

"Now! I want you to get on your knees. ”

Jin Ping pointed a gun at Zhao Xuan and gently pressed the insurance, his face was full of excitement.

Controlling the life and death of a warrior and making a warrior kneel at his feet to repent and beg for mercy can simply be regarded as the glory of his life.

It's just that the next moment, Jin Ping's brows furrowed.

At this time, Zhao Xuan still walked with a calm face, as if he didn't take him in his eyes at all.

Bang!

Jin Ping fired a shot into the sky with a disdainful face, and then pointed the pistol at Zhao Xuan again:

"Did you hear clearly? Lao Tzu said to let you kneel!"

Jin Ping gritted his teeth word by word and said.

Zhao Xuan's face was still so calm, and his steps forward were not strong at all.

It seems that he didn't hear Jinping's words, and it seems that he didn't take Jinping in his eyes at all.

Rolls-Royce, Wu Feng looked at Zhao Xuan with jealousy in his eyes.

He never thought that the little white face who didn't look good was still a martial artist?

How can he be a martial artist when he looks weak at a young age?

He, Wu Feng, has struggled for decades and has not touched the threshold of a martial artist.

Why is that little white face a warrior?

At this moment, Wu Feng was jealous and couldn't wait to break Zhao Xuan's body into pieces with his gaze.

"But what about the warriors?"

"I don't have a brain, I don't know what to say, I'm just looking for death. ”

The corners of Wu Feng's mouth hooked up with a trace of disdain.

The strength of the warrior is far greater than that of the superhuman.

In the modern city, the status of the warrior is high.

But all this is premised on that the warrior is alive.

The deterrent power of a warrior lies in the control of his own power.

The horror of a warrior is that he hides in the shadows, like a poisonous snake ready to attack, ready to come out of the darkness at any time to give the enemy a fatal blow.

If he was ambushed by a martial artist in the dark, even Wu Feng would not be sure to save his life.

But the premise of being powerful and terrifying is to hide in the shadows.

If a martial artist is facing modern scientific and technological weapons in a bright and bright manner, then the martial artist is no different from an ordinary person, just a mortal in the flesh.

So he felt that Zhao Xuan was an idiot.

As such a young genius martial artist, Zhao Xuan's future will definitely be promising.

But Zhao Xuan stupidly chose to bury his life here.

Maybe Zhao Xuan thought he was invincible?

And this is also a common problem of geniuses, too arrogant. ”

Wu Feng sneered disdainfully again.

"Run!

In the back seat, Cheng Junwan clenched his fists and kept praying.

If Zhao Xuan turns around and runs now, he will definitely be able to escape.

It's a pity that Zhao Xuan couldn't hear his prayers.

What's more, Zhao Xuan didn't plan to run.

"Hmph, since you are so ignorant, let me teach you a hard lesson first. ”

On the other side, Jin Ping smiled disdainfully, picked up the pistol and directly aimed it at one of Zhao Xuan's legs and pulled the trigger.

Since Zhao Xuan didn't want to kneel, then break Zhao Xuan's leg.

Bang bang!

Two gunshots rang out, and the corners of Jinping's mouth hooked up with an excited smile.

When he broke Zhao Xuan's limbs, he must trample Zhao Xuan under his feet and humiliate him fiercely.

What about the warriors who were high up in the past? Isn't it the same as being trampled under his feet and humiliated at will?

Wu Feng in the car smiled disdainfully, and the trajectory of things was exactly the same as he guessed.

In the back seat of the car, Cheng Junwan only felt that his heart was nervous and almost stopped beating.

She couldn't help but rush out and use herself as a price in exchange for Zhao Xuan to leave.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on Zhao Xuan's body.

At this moment, time seems to slow infinitely.

In the next second, Zhao Xuan still took a step forward with a calm face.

Rumble!

In an instant, everyone around him only felt a thunderbolt explode in their hearts.

One by one, they stared at Zhao Xuan with wide eyes and hell.

He... Why can I still move?

Is it holding on?

At this moment, Zhao Xuan stepped out again, his pace was smooth and his face was calm.

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, everyone around instantly gasped, only to feel that their scalps were numb.

"It's... How is this possible?"

"I hit you in the leg, I hit you. ”

"Is it a hallucination?"

"Yes! It must be a hallucination!"

Jin Ping glared at Zhao Xuan with a hideous face, and the trigger in his hand was continuously pulled.

Bang bang bang!!

A continuous burst of bullets rang out.

At this moment, Jin Ping no longer had any thoughts of humiliating Zhao Xuan, he just wanted to completely kill Zhao Xuan's variable.

Call!

After shooting all the bullets in one go, Jinping breathed a deep sigh of relief.

This time, even if Zhao Xuan has ten lives, he will definitely die.

His gaze condensed, and Jin Ping looked carefully towards Zhao Xuan.

In the next second, Jin Ping's eyes shrank, and his face instantly turned so white that he was bloodless.

Looking at Zhao Xuan, who was walking calmly in front of him, Jinping only felt unprecedented fear.

"You... What the hell are you human... It's a ghost!"

Jin Ping said with horror and trembling.

He was very sure that all his bullets had hit Zhao Xuan, but why didn't Zhao Xuan have anything to do?

At this moment, not only Jin Ping trembled, but everyone around him felt numb.

Jinping's pistol is a desert eagle, known for its power, and a single bullet can even break a person's arm.

But when it hit Zhao Xuanse, he didn't even break Zhao Xuan's clothes?

Is this Nima still human?

They met a devil, right?

Looking at Zhao Xuan, who was only a few meters away from him, Jin Ping finally couldn't help but collapse on the ground in horror, and retreated backwards with his hands and feet.

"Kill him!

Jin Ping stared at Zhao Xuan in horror and roared.

At this time, he didn't want a million dollars, a U.S. green card, or a humiliating warrior.

He just wanted to kill Zhao Xuan, and he just wanted to get out of here alive.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of bullets sounded one after another, and the dense bullets directly formed a dense barrage that completely enveloped Zhao Xuan.

So many bullets, even a single steel plate is enough to penetrate them all.

It's just that when these kidnappers who shot looked at Zhao Xuan walking slowly with a calm face under the dense bullets, they only felt that their worldview was completely subverted.

They... What kind of existence is this provoking?

Walking step by step in front of a kidnapper armed with an automatic rifle, Zhao Xuan's palm stretched out like a ghost, holding it on the kidnapper's neck and pinching it gently.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the kidnapper didn't even have time to react, and fell directly to the ground with his head tilted.

And Zhao Xuan seemed to have done something insignificant, and continued to walk towards the next goal with an indifferent face.

Click! Click! Click!

The strange crunch sound could not be concealed even by the sound of bullets.

Every crisp sound represents the disappearance of a kidnapper's life.