Chapter Eighty-Six: Kneel

A policeman approached. Flew straight over, intending to hold the man's feet so that he couldn't move.

Feng Chenyu saw the police rushing towards him, and shouted: "It's good to come" and stiffened his flying is a big kick.

The attack of the 125 could not tell the police flying in the air to dodge, and after making a pig-killing cry, the police were all over the place.

"Hmph, it's really stupid to hit the muzzle of the gun," Feng Chenyu pursed his lips, and his accumulation had been completed at this time.

Swinging the heavy Guan knife again, he struck forward.

Thorn !!

The terrifying cutting sound, the explosion-proof shield and electric baton in Zhao Yong's hand were all divided into two, and the incision was very smooth and complete, which surprised Zhao Yong.

The blade of the blade sliced through the air and hummed. The buzzing sound, the snow-white knife head did not have a trace of stain, exuding a trace of cool air wandering among the people.

Zhao Yong was knocked to the ground, a mouthful of blood spit out from his throat, and when he looked at his chest, the body armor that couldn't even be pierced by bullets was broken at the moment, and a fatal knife cut came out from above, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from Zhao Yong's forehead, and he knew that if the beggar didn't show mercy to his subordinates, the knife just now would probably cut him off and split him in two.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yong didn't care about the serious injuries he was injured by being beaten away, so he ran into the crowd, grabbed a person, and yelled at him: "This beggar has gone against the sky, go to the car and get a gun." ”

The person who was arrested was named Zhao Gang, Zhao Yong's younger brother, and he was also a policeman in charge of arms. ”

"I***, you were kicked in the head by a donkey, is it killing him with a gun? You won't hit him in the non-lethal parts, if this beggar doesn't use a gun, no one can really stop him, so now quickly shut your mouth and obediently go to the car to get a gun, otherwise Lao Tzu will pop your candy chrysanthemum." ”

When Zhao Gang heard that his brother was so urgent, he knew that this guy must be serious, and in a hurry, Zhao Gang didn't dare to talk back, and roared quickly in the car to get a gun.

On the other hand, Zhao Yong, standing outside the battle area, looking at the beggars not far ahead, where they are getting braver and braver, and a few are knocked away from time to time in the encirclement, Zhao Yong's hands are actually trembling, he has been a policeman for a long time, and he has never trembled even if he has fought with the most vicious terrorists.

Gao Zilan and Wang Jianguo watched in surprise with a big mouth in the outer circle, Wang Jianguo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said to himself in surprise: "I thought it was an accident that he knocked down ten of me, but now it seems that it is not enough for him to stuff his teeth." ”

"Uncle Wang, who is he? Why is he so powerful, so many heads-up?" Gao Zilan's surprised little hand moved, not knowing where to put it.

Wang Jianguo shook his head and said, "I don't know who he is, it seems that she is really not a tomb robber, there are tomb robbers with such high martial arts." ”

》》》》》》》》 look at the center of the siege.

Feng Chenyu showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, holding the Guan Dao Buddha to block and kill the Buddha, the god blocked the killing, and broke the thousands of armies, who dared to be.

Syllable!!!

Guan Dao hit the policeman in the head with the back of the knife, and for a moment, teeth, helmets, and blood bloomed from the policeman's mouth, like blood-colored fireworks.

Burst!!

The policeman spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was immediately kicked away by Feng Chenyu.

Feng Chenyu grinned, pointed to the sky with the Guan knife in his hand, and moved forward with his right hand, making a gesture of accumulating strength.

He clenched his five fingers, his neck was bruised, and he roared angrily at a police officer in front of him: "Green Dragon Whirlwind Slash."

Rumble!!

He raised his knife and swept forward like a whip, and in an instant, a group of people in front of him seemed to fly out, and they all fell to the ground and ate.

Feng Chenyu exhaled a muddy breath, and the knife was inserted into the ground in a dull manner, he had just used the "Green Dragon Whirlwind Slash" that he had used before, and the power was not as good as before, but it was not useless.

He used the back of the knife to expand his flight just now, after all, there is no injustice and no revenge, and there is no need to kill him.

Call!!

Feng Chenyu raised his sword, swung it at the sun in the sky, and pointed at the people who collapsed to the ground in front of him, like the god of war, and said domineeringly: "Who will fight?"

In just three words, none of the people in front dared to answer, all of them sat on the ground and looked at the earth, not daring to look at the man in front of them.

He swept through the crowd and found that no one dared to stand up, so he shook his head helplessly, thinking that he hadn't enjoyed it yet.

"Hmph, don't be arrogant, I'm here to fight you. There was a shout from the crowd.

Feng Chenyu subconsciously looked at the source of the sound and found a person, a big man with a tiger's back and dark skin, this person was Zhao Yong, whom he had defeated not long ago.

Feng Chenyu just wanted to say that he didn't measure himself, but his neck was like a card owner, Feng Chenyu had a dark face, and said unhappily: "Do you have humanity, I am holding a cold weapon, you are holding a hot weapon, you are using a hot weapon to fight me?"

Zhao Yong played with the hot weapon in his hand, the black lacquered gun body, and the shining appearance, this is a police gun.

Zhao Yong showed a mouthful of white teeth harmlessly, and said innocently: "How can I fight you? ”

"I***, you have a pistol, I have a knife, how can I fight?"

"Hehe, you're not a cow, come on, you're not strong in martial arts, what are you afraid of, what age are you, you think it's ancient, now is the age of brick-breaking martial arts. ”

Zhao Yong kept holding the pistol, and the muzzle of the gun kept pointing at Feng Chenyu, telling him not to move.

"You fuck, you're not a bull, kneel down for Lao Tzu, or I'll break one of your legs. Zhao Yong smiled, completely forgetting about the injured internal organs.

When Wang Jianguo, who was on the side, heard this, frowned, took a step forward, and shouted unhappily, "Zhao Yong, even if he is a thief, he is also a human being, what are you doing like this, you are a personal vendetta of the communiqué." ”

"****, what are you? Isn't it just a little policeman, I'm fucking at a higher level than you, I don't care if he's a thief or not, if he dares to hit me, he'll have to pay the price. ”

"You bastard" Wang Jianguo was out of breath, although he was lower than the little rabbit cub, but his seniority was there.

"Uncle Wang, hurry up and drink some water. Gao Zilan handed Wang Jianguo a bottle of water.

Zhao Yong ignored Wang Jianguo, this little policeman was much lower in rank than him, what qualifications did he dare to order himself, he raised the pistol of the black hole hole and pointed it at the beggar, and roared angrily: "Kneel down for Lao Tzu, otherwise I will break one of your legs with a gun." ”