Zhenyu Martial Arts Hall.

The air seemed to freeze, and you could barely hear a pin drop on the ground.

"And-there-who?"

Ma Xiaozhen inadvertently spat out a smoke ring.

No one dared to speak, and no one dared to respond.

Du Siye silently crawled out of the trash can, his face was red and white, it was simply difficult to see.

However, a few seconds later, Du Siye smiled.

He's actually laughing!

Thrown into the trash three times in a row, he actually laughed?

The laughter of the night owl echoed in the silent Zhenyu Martial Society, faintly revealing a bit of a sinister and strange feeling.

Ma Xiaozhen's heart froze, his expression was still casual, but he was secretly a little wary in his heart. Zhang felt a chill and a sense of foreboding.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

Du Siye suddenly applauded.

"Boy, I admit it, you are very good at fighting, I am not your opponent!"

The corners of Du Siye's mouth hooked up a smile, at this moment, he didn't have a trace of embarrassment just now, but like a hunter, a hunter who saw his prey into his trap and was already in his chest.

"But times are no longer the same. Just knowing how to fight can't get ahead. ”

Du Siye snapped his fingers.

Ma Xiaozhen followed Du Siye's gaze and turned back quietly.

Behind him, there was a black hole muzzle, a muzzle with a silencer.

"I forgot to introduce you. ”

Du Siye walked calmly in front of the gunman.

This gunman has an extremely ordinary face, like an old peasant, and he will hardly attract any attention when thrown in the crowd, and even the gun in his hand seems to be integrated with his whole person, without half murderous aura, which makes people almost unable to pay attention at a glance.

Murderous and introverted, people are guns, and guns are people.

"This is Amber, the former ace gunman of the West African mercenary organization Shahu. Du Siye patted the gunman's shoulder, "Amber, say hello." ”

The man named Amber flicked the trigger, only to hear a few soft "poofs" and bullets flashing by.

There was a bottle of mineral water on the edge of the ring that only half was left, and under the flying of bullets, it suddenly jumped, and was wiped by a series of bullets from east to west and west, as if it was dancing, and it turned over a few somersaults in the air, and then it landed firmly in front of Ma Xiaozhen and stood up.

In the water bottle, the half of the mineral water shook gently, as if it was still lingering on the light dance just now, and the aftertaste was endless.

After several shots, the guns and guns all grazed the water bottle and swung the water bottle, but the plastic water bottle was unharmed and not half damaged.

What's even more terrifying is that almost at the same time as the gunfire stopped, between the lightning and flint, the empty magazines have been replaced, and the full magazines have been loaded.

It's terrible marksmanship, it's terrible control, it's terrible speed.

Ma Xiaozhen's face finally changed color slightly. And Zhang is not to mention the fire sale, a face is already as white as paper.

"You're very good, you're punching a lot. Du Siye laughed softly: "I want to know, is your fist more powerful, or the gun in Ah Hu's hand is more powerful?"

Looking at Ma Xiaozhen, who finally changed color, Du Siye still tried his best to maintain an indifferent look, but the corners of his mouth still betrayed the pride in his heart.

Du Siye has been famous in Changzhou over the years, and in the eyes of others, it is naturally a tiger. But only he knows that his martial arts are only hovering in the middle of his internal strength, and although he has some names in the underground black fist, he actually only participates in some peripheral gambling fights. There are many people in the Great Xia Kingdom, and he is not a real first-class master in any way. If he meets a real master, his Xingyi Fist has not entered the supreme realm, and it is really difficult to match.

Over the years, he has wandered in the gray area, and he has had a lot of contact with people in black and white, and there are really many enemies. Therefore, he hired Amber, the ace gunman of the former West African mercenary organization Shahu, as a personal bodyguard.

Compared to his right-hand man tarantula, compared to his own body shape and fist kung fu, the gun in the hand of this hidden Ah Amber is his real trump card!

saw that Ma Xiaozhen was controlled by others. The scorpion brother on the side finally began to burst into an uncontrollable laugh.

It's so exciting, it's so exciting.

Brother Scorpion's heart is simply hearty.

Someone can finally restrain that pit!

It's really unpleasant to retribution in the cycle of heavenly reason!

That kid knelt down on the tarantula, punched the fourth uncle, and forced Lao Tzu to eat chili peppers until hemorrhoids burst, until now, chrysanthemums are still like an erupting volcano.

Haha! Aren't you very good at fighting? Why don't you fight again?

Can you fight again? Can you still block bullets?

Pit goods, pit goods, you also have today?

Let's see how Lao Tzu will kill you in a while!

Brother Scorpion's heart was ecstatic, filled with the pleasure of a serf turning over and singing.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole, Ma Xiaozhen suddenly smiled.

"Hahaha-"

He laughed breathlessly, and the muzzle of the black hole seemed to him to be like a ridiculous red-nosed clown.

This guy can't be crazy.

Still is...... What else does he have to do with his killer features?

There was such a terrible thought in everyone's heart.

Looking at Ma Xiaozhen, who was laughing to death, Du Siye and Brother Scorpion couldn't laugh, they unconsciously took two steps back, looking at Ma Xiaozhen who was laughing wildly.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

Ma Xiaozhen finally finished laughing, his right hand was raised slightly, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and I don't know when, Ma Xiaozhen already had something more in his hand.

Is that his killer feature?

All of them widened their eyes and looked at Ma Xiaozhen's hand.

Ma Xiaozhen stood on the spot, like Yue stopping in the abyss, and the domineering spirit of a master outside the world swept all directions. In his right hand, between his index and middle fingers, he held an object.

It's boxy and flat......

Is it a spell?

Some speculated.

Or a throwing knife?

Some speculate.

"Like...... Is it a dog skin plaster?"

The sharp-eyed scorpion brother finally recognized Ma Xiaozhen's killer feature.

Dog skin plaster?

Such a thought popped up in the minds of every onlooker.

That's his killer feature?

This guy can't be crazy, right?

Or is IQ in arrears and the brain has shut down?

The onlookers were stunned, and even the gunman, Amber, forgot to shoot.

Ma Xiaozhen was disdainful of the strange eyes around him, and with a slight wave of his right hand, he had already pasted the dog skin plaster on his chest.

His gaze scanned the crowd, as if a god from above was condescending to scan the crowd, and he snorted lightly and spat out four words disdainfully.

"Ant-like. ”

"Bang-"

Before Ma Xiaozhen could finish speaking, the gunman named Ah Amber had already pulled the trigger.

After the silencer was installed, the sound of the guns became muffled. The crowd heard only a muffled thud, followed by the crisp sound of bullet casings falling to the ground.

The moment the gunfire rang out, a burst of golden arcane runes suddenly flashed on the dog skin plaster, and the golden light skyrocketed!

Everyone's eyes widened.