"What's more, Teacher Bai Le Junsheng, he just made a challenge with the four dragon kings of the Blue Dragon Society. If the Blue Dragon Society investigates, we two new apprentices may also send a killer to ......"

Ma Qiangang had a black line, and he really dispelled the idea of taking off the holster.

"This apprenticeship, it seems to be quite a loss!"

"Forget it, there is still a house in Dijing City. ”

The little horse was thinking a lot, and Zhao Xingqiao braked suddenly.

Ma Qiangang asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xingqiao said lightly: "There is a card in front!"

The pony was a little incomprehensible, because the magnetic-powered speeding car didn't need a road at all, and the Zhuxia Empire didn't have a toll booth or anything like that, so how could anyone set up a card?

In the next moment, the Tianwu system issued a warning: danger is detected, emitting a strong killing intent against the host, the enemy is too strong, please be sure to flee immediately.

Ma Qiangang said to Zhao Xingqiao: "Don't stop, let's take a detour to escape, these people are bad people." ”

Zhao Xingqiao did not hesitate at all, her trust in the pony has always been one hundred percent, and immediately dialed the direction, and the magnetic power speed car restarted, drawing a beautiful arc, bypassing the level in front of her.

In fact, this checkpoint is very simple, that is, three magnetic-powered trucks, thirty or forty armed men, are stopping passing pedestrians and doing a simple check.

Under normal circumstances, those who dare to set up temporary checkpoints in such a public way are government agencies, either the military or the police security department, so passers-by are quite cooperative, and there will be no action to bypass the checkpoint.

These people also looked like a routine inspection, and they did not embarrass the passing vehicles, and after a brief inspection, they let themselves go.

Zhao Xingqiao turned around the direction and bypassed the checkpoint, and these people immediately set their eyes on this magnetic power flying car.

A leader-like man shouted: "The target appears, shoot with all your might, you don't need to live, you must kill on the spot." ”

The militants, who were well trained, split up and boarded the magnetic-powered trucks and chased after them.

Ma Qiangang was very nervous, because this group of chasers, there was no nonsense at all, and they directly brought out more than a dozen ancient thermal weapons.

Although these things entered the museum hundreds of years ago, their lethality was quite sharp, and the martial arts realm couldn't resist it at all.

Bullets filled with the smell of gunpowder flew wildly, swaying out of the line of fire.

Thanks to the fact that both sides drove their own cars and galloped at high speeds, even if the pursuers had marksmanship, it was difficult for them to hit.

But listening to the popping sound of the bullet hitting the carriage, Ma Qiangang was still frightened, he had already called the police through the smart bracelet, and also sent a call for help to the five teachers.

It's just that this section of the road is stuck between the two cities, and even if there are reinforcements, such as the level of the five elders of Tianqin, tell the flight to come, it will take a few minutes.

Zhao Xingqiao also had no experience in driving to avoid bullets, so he drove straight, and soon there were countless bullet holes on the magnetic speed.

Ma Qiangang hurriedly said: "Do curve driving, increase the difficulty of their aiming, and I'll fight back." ”

Little Pony, I'm really glad that Mr. Kuzhu gave him a pneumatic gun, not some magic weapon.

The martial arts are not good enough, what kind of magic weapon is really not as good as a pneumatic gun.

The pony was handling the gun in his hand, and suddenly there was a wonderful feeling of the unity of man and gun, which was the talent of the Heavenly Shooting Force.

He first searched with the smart bracelet and determined that this pneumatic gun was the same as the Yunyang Lan family, the first order of nobles in the empire, the top seventeen gate valve of the Liu family business, and the first military industrial group.

It belongs to the python series with the highest performance of the police pneumatic gun and is specially used by masters of martial arts and above levels.

This one is called the Sen Python, and the real gas bullet fired is called the Ice Finger!

Among many martial arts, finger strength is the most penetrating one, so most police pneumatic guns are equipped with real gas bullets of the finger strength series.

The magazine of this gun, divided into two parts, is obviously not an assembly line product, and has been transformed by a gunsmith. One of the magazines only had ten rounds, which was the ten Martial Saint-level True Qi bullets that the withered bamboo had injected with true qi and condensed. The other magazine is a standard fifty-round Ice Finger True Qi bullet.

Ma Qiangang checked a little, familiarized himself with the performance, and raised his hand to shoot.

Although the armed men who chased and killed Ma Qiangang and Zhao Xingqiao were numerous, they did not have any masters.

A big man with a submachine gun, leaning out of a magnetic-powered truck and shooting hard, was shot in the shoulder by the pony.

He is just an ordinary martial artist, where can he have any protective true qi? The true qi bullet of the cold ice finger penetrated through his chest, freezing a large piece of muscle and flesh in his chest, so that he could no longer hold the submachine gun in his hand, and this ancient thermal weapon that I don't know if it was an antique or an imitation flew out of his hand.

Thanks to the help of his companions, he was stopped, so he didn't let this guy roll out of the car.

But he didn't have a weapon, and he wasn't a martial artist, so he lost his ability to attack from a distance, so he could only cover his wounds, curse, and retreat into the truck.

Ma Qiangang succeeded in one shot, and immediately switched the magazine without hesitation.

He fired a second shot, aiming at the energy tank of a magnetically powered truck.

As soon as the trigger was pulled, Ma Qiangang hurriedly shook his right hand, and he almost couldn't hold the pneumatic gun.

The true qi bullet sealed by the withered bamboo is of course more powerful than the ordinary true qi bullet, but the counter-frustration of the firearm is also immediate.

Although the shot was slightly off, it still hit the side of the energy tank, causing the energy tank to explode.

A magnetic-powered truck rolled directly on the ground, and the whole thing turned into a ball of fire.

Even this magnetic-powered truck, rolled over, and coincidentally hit another truck that was closely following behind, knocking that truck over.

Although most of the armed men on these two trucks hurriedly performed light skills and escaped, seven or eight warriors still died.

Ma Qiangang withdrew his hand, put the pneumatic gun on his knee, and shook his right hand a few times, and after more than half a minute, the numbness of his fingers gradually disappeared.

He was pleased with the power of the gun.

Zhao Xingqiao said in a low voice: "One more shot!"

Ma Qiangang moved his right hand, although the paralysis disappeared, it was obvious that this hand could not accurately control the shot.

He switched his left hand and fired another shot with his backhand.

This time the luck was not good, although the pony had the talent of the Heavenly Marksman, but after all, it was the first time in his life to touch the gun.

The tracking thug made a tactical evasion that caused him to miss his target, and the True Qi bullet hit the ground.

Although the Martial Saint-level True Qi Bullet blasted a large crater out of the ground, it really didn't hurt the enemy.

"No! The backlash is too strong for me to shoot continuously. ”

"Replace it with normal bullets. ”

"It's good ......"