"Is this the power of a gun?" Just killed two people, Zhang Dashan did not feel guilty, but had a feeling of exhilaration. He ran down the street towards the school, but his mind was thinking about martial arts and guns.

"A pistol poses a deadly threat to me, but what about machine guns and sniper rifles? No wonder the national art has not been completed like this. Zhang Dashan sighed inwardly.

He knew that he could avoid the middle-aged man's shooting, not because his body was faster than a bullet, but because the middle-aged man's hand was raised, the gun was held, and his arm was forced, all of which were clearly perceived by himself.

If you change someone, such as Cheng Lishan, then I am afraid that I will be more auspicious. Even in this era when personal bravery has long been a thing of the past, the role of the same weapon in the hands of different people is very different.

Cheng Lishan fought for life and death with himself, and within ten moves, he would die under his own hands, but if he was given a gun, he would only be himself. In this day and age, no one can dodge bullets.

As a self in the Inner Dan Realm, he is still afraid of pistols, and people like Wang Xingwu are afraid that they will be killed with just one shot. It is estimated that only a grandmaster who has entered the kung fu industry, or a first-class master who has achieved great success in the dark, can maneuver one or two. But Zhang Dashan himself also knows how rare the Transforming Strength Grandmaster is in this era when the martial arts have declined.

"After decades of hard work, it is better to have a gun in your hand. Back in the bedroom, thinking about these things in his head, Zhang Dashan sighed for a while. Subsequently, he called Lin Yufei to report his safety, and only told him about the general situation, but did not say anything about the killing.

After making the call, Zhang Dashan took out the gift box given to him by Liang Qingping and began to unpack it. The box is exquisite, antique, and full of atmosphere, and inside is a dagger, connected to the handle, about four or five inches. The shape of the knife is like a snake, slightly curved, thick in the middle, thin on both sides, the blades on both sides have blood grooves, and the inside is covered with fine dark thorns, and the tip of the knife is as sharp as a needle, but it is abnormally hard, showing a super high production process. The entire knife surface of the dagger glowed with a cold light, extremely sharp and terrifying, but the gauntlet of the handle was made into the shape of angel wings, which looked extremely strange.

On the front and back of the handle, a string of English is engraved on each side, which translates to mean "cold steel" and "poisonous snake". The front is the name of the maker, and the back is the name of the dagger.

Zhang Dashan casually took a piece of paper and blew it lightly on the dagger, and suddenly the paper was split into two halves. He took the dagger again, and with all the strength in his hand, he stabbed it against the tattered door of the dormitory, and poof! There was almost no sound, and the dagger pierced through the iron sheet wrapped on the outside and the thick wooden door on the inside like tofu, until it reached the handle.

Zhang Dashan's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone to search. Cold steel, a well-known military company in the United States, produces saber daggers, sharp and hardness are the best in the world, widely used in the United States military, such as the Navy SEALs, the standard configuration is the cold steel dagger.

The price of this company's products is nearly 10,000, not to mention that this dagger has a beautiful shape and exquisite craftsmanship.

Zhang Dashan understood the market, was startled, and wanted to return the things, but he had no choice but to turn them over and over again, and liked them tightly, and after struggling a few times, he still accepted the things, and at the same time thought to himself: "That's it, just take the things, and do your best in the future." ”

In the next few days, the three members of the dormitory were busy reviewing and preparing for the final exam. Zhang Dashan still gets up early to box, takes exams in the morning and afternoon, and accompanies Lin Yufei whenever he has time. In the evening, he walked to Hongfeng Mountain, taught Liang Yuzhi to stand on the pile, helped him build his muscles and bones, and held the shelf, which was really his best.

The days went by without any waves, as if what had happened the other day did not exist.

Seven days later, at nine o'clock in the evening.

The heavy snow still shows no signs of stopping, and the climate has become more severe, and even the news says that this is the biggest snowstorm since the founding of China.

Zhang Dashan had just finished teaching Liang Yuzhi, went down the mountain, and was running back to the bedroom. At this time, the jingle bell rang, and he took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "Huh? Wang Ling?"

Wang Ling, Lin Feng's girlfriend. The two have been together since high school, but her family background is a little bad, and she works part-time everywhere as soon as college starts, so she is not too familiar with Zhang Dashan. Since exchanging phone calls, Wang Ling has never taken the initiative to call herself.

He hurriedly answered the phone, and as soon as he connected it, Wang Ling's crying voice came from inside: "Dashan, Lin Feng was stabbed!" As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but cry.

"Where are you? I'll come right over!" Zhang Dashan chuckled in his heart and hurriedly asked.

"Hedong, Flying Dragon Bar!" Wang Ling swallowed.

Zhang Dashan suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart, and he suddenly remembered that Lin Feng called him in the afternoon, saying that he was going to have a winter vacation, and everyone would get together and be happy. But he wanted to teach Liang Yuzhi to stand on the stump at night, and he couldn't pull away, so he naturally excused himself. At this time, he suddenly remembered that Wang Ling and Lin Yufei were roommates!

"Wang Ling, how is Lin Feng's injury? What about Fei Fei and Wang Hai? Are they okay?" Zhang Dashan's voice was calm, but his tone was very impatient. While speaking, he took a car and galloped to the east of the river.

Wang Ling was reminded by Zhang Dashan, and immediately came back to her senses, and then cried again, her voice full of horror: "Fei Fei is gone, and Wang Hai is gone!"

Zhang Dashan's heart sank suddenly: "What's the matter, you say it slowly, don't cry yet." ”

Then Wang Ling slowly stopped crying and told the situation intermittently.

Because of the poor conditions at home, she has been working and studying, and two months ago she found a part-time job delivering drinks at the Feilong Bar, and the pay was not bad, so she has stayed there. Just in the afternoon, Lin Feng said that he wanted to have fun with his classmates, get together together, and give her a cheer by the way, she was naturally full of joy, agreed to come down, and brought Lin Yufei with her by the way.

In the evening, Lin Feng and the others came, and as soon as Wang Ling was happy, she ignored the guests who came first and served Lin Feng and them wine first. This time, there was a big disaster. The guests immediately turned their faces, smashed their cups, and slapped the table for the manager to roll over. In the end, under the mediation of the bar manager, they finally gave up, but put forward a condition, asking Wang Ling to drink ten glasses of liquor in a row to make amends.

Wang Ling is just a girl, how can she drink strong liquor, but she can't help this occasion, so she has to pinch her nose and pour it into her throat. As soon as she took a sip, the liquor burned in her mouth like a fire, she couldn't help it, and squirted out, and the faces of the guests immediately changed, and one of the guests stood up directly and slapped her violently: "The bitch of the night show, what are you pretending to be, shameless?"

This scene happened to be seen by Lin Feng, who had endured for a long time, and immediately rushed over to fight with the other party, and then a fierce conflict broke out between the two sides. Subsequently, Lin Feng was dragged out by them.

When Wang Ling chased him out, she saw her boyfriend lying in a pool of blood, and she didn't know what to do for a while, so she called Zhang Dashan, and at this time, suddenly Wang Hai and Lin Yufei were gone!

"Don't worry, wait until I come!" Zhang Dashan felt wrong as soon as he heard it. He frowned, it had come so suddenly, he had some clues, but he wasn't sure.

That's when the bar arrived. From a distance, I saw a circle of people at the door of the bar, some called the police, some watched and took pictures, and some discussed and pointed. Zhang Dashan got out of the car, stepped forward quickly, and squeezed through the crowd of onlookers.

Lin Feng lay on the ground weakly, his face was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss. Wang Ling knelt beside him, hurriedly holding his clothes and covering the wound on his stomach vigorously, tears falling like rain.

"Lin Feng, hold on! Don't sleep!" Zhang Dashan leaned over and said, Lin Feng's eyelids rose, and he glanced at Zhang Dashan, with a hint of sluggishness in his eyes. Next to him were some clothes provided by the enthusiastic masses to stop bleeding, Zhang Dashan's arm exerted force, and it was torn into strips in a few strokes, and he was simply bandaged to stop the bleeding. Then there was a dark energy in his hand, as if he didn't want money, and he poured all over Lin Feng's body.

At this moment, Lin Feng couldn't feel the pain anymore, he just felt cold and sleepy, his eyelids couldn't stand up, and he couldn't help but fall asleep. At this time, with the erection of the dark energy in Zhang Dashan's hand, Lin Feng felt that there was a warm, hot energy constantly pouring into his body. This warm current dispelled the cold, making him feel warm, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, instantly sleepy, and his face with excessive blood loss began to have a trace of sickly ruddy.

"Hasn't the ambulance come yet?" Zhang Dashan frowned. The dark energy only played a role in stimulating the continuation of life, treating the symptoms but not the root cause, and now what Lin Feng needs most is a blood transfusion.

At this time, the alarm of the ambulance suddenly sounded, and several doctors in white coats ran over quickly carrying the stretcher, carried Lin Feng on the stretcher with their hands and feet, and after asking about the blood type, they began to transfuse blood.

"Three knives, this position, ruthless! Fortunately, I didn't stab the internal organs, otherwise the gods would not be able to save them!" The doctor at the head checked it and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, doctor!" Hearing that there was no worry about her life, Wang Ling's hanging heart finally let go and hurriedly thanked her.

"Thank you for what? It's our duty to save lives. The doctor waved his hand.

As he spoke, everything was ready, and the ambulance honked its horn and sped all the way to the hospital.

"Hello, the phone you dialed cannot be reached for the time being......" At the door of the bar, Zhang Dashan watched the ambulance drive away, and called Lin Yufei and Wang Hai at the same time, and called several times, but he still couldn't get through, and the sense of foreboding in his heart became more and more intense.

As soon as he was connected, there was a burst of wild laughter inside: "Zhang Dashan, surprised, surprised, not surprised!"

"Did you do it?" Zhang Dashan's eyes narrowed, and his voice was low.

"What do you say, little bastard!" Liu Gang was extremely rampant.

"Where are you? Fei Fei and Wang Hai?"

"Where are we? Drinking! Kill someone and drink again, happy!" Liu Gang laughed wildly a few times and hung up the phone abruptly.

"If you kill someone and go to drink, is there no royal law in this world!" Zhang Dashan suddenly felt murderous in his heart.