Chapter 15: Resurrection from the Dead

"Raise your hand obediently, or I'll shoot you!"

At the moment when Ma Wu was scared to pee, Ma Daqiang's eerie voice came from Yunlang's ears.

He turned around slowly and looked at Ma Daqiang, with a black hand ~ the muzzle of the gun was facing his head.

Seeing Yun Lang looking over, Ma Daqiang suddenly mocked fiercely: "What about martial artists? This is not an ancient world, nor is it a martial arts world, this is a fucking modern society!!What is the strongest, that is the gun in my hand!!"

"You~, a stinky beggar dares to make my son kneel down and beg for mercy! And hurt so many of me! Lao Tzu will shoot you now!!"

"Bang!!"

Ma Daqiang did not hesitate and directly pulled the trigger.

Bullets emitting white smoke flew out of the black barrel and shot at Yunlang's head at a speed that the naked eye could not catch.

"It's really fast!"

Others can't see the trajectory of the bullet, but it is clearly visible in Yun Lang's eyes, but it is very fast.

Looking at the bullet that was rapidly expanding in the pupils of his eyes, Yun Lang's fingers suddenly raised, as if he was holding a cigarette, and gently clamped it.

Could it be that Yunlang wants to hold bullets between his fingers?

Seeing Yun Lang's movements, Ma Daqiang couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately sneered.

He knew that the reaction speed of the warrior was far beyond ordinary people, and it was possible to dodge bullets, but to hold bullets between his fingers was to dream.

But in the next second, his sneer instantly froze on his face.

Yun Lang really had a bullet between his fingers, and white smoke was still emitting from the bullet.

In Ma Daqiang's stiff expression, Yun Lang blew at the smoking bullet between his fingers, and then flicked his fingers.

The bullet followed the trajectory of the flight and fired back.

"Bang!!"

The bullet re-entered the barrel, and the hand~ gun exploded, instantly blowing up Ma Daqiang's palm bloody and penetrating his palm.

"Ahh

Ma Daqiang let out a piercing scream of pain, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of horror.

Even bullets can't deal with Yunlang, it's so strong!

"Looks like you didn't make it to me, now it's my turn. ”

Looking at Ma Daqiang, Yun Lang opened his mouth coldly, and with a toe pick, a steel pipe jumped up and fell into his hand.

Holding the steel pipe, Yunlang walked towards Ma Daqiang step by step.

Looking at the clouds approaching step by step, Ma Daqiang shouted in fear: "Don't, don't kill me! I'll give you money, give you money!"

And the woman beside him had long been frightened and hid behind the big chair, trembling with fear.

"Money, it's a good thing, but I don't want it right now. Yun Lang opened his mouth coldly, and he was less than two meters away from Ma Daqiang.

At this moment, a deep voice came from the direction of the gate: "Friend, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." In the lower reaches of the depths, the people of the Trick Sect, which sect are you? ”

You Shen finally arrived, and Ma Daqiang instantly yelled in surprise: "You Lao, kill him quickly!!"

"Master, woo woo ......"

Seeing the master coming, Ma Wu suddenly burst into tears.

Seeing Ma Wu so unbearable, You Shen couldn't help frowning, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Bang!!"

The steel pipe in Yunlang's hand was like a streamer, flying out, penetrating Ma Daqiang's shoulders and nailing him to the big chair.

With Ma Daqiang's screams in his ears, Yun Lang turned around.

Glancing, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on Miaoman's figure behind You Shen.

It's actually the Chinese teacher Mu Mengqi!!

Why is she here? and still with You Shen?

Yun Lang's heart was full of huge doubts, it stands to reason that it is impossible for Mu Mengqi to mix with these people.

Soon, he noticed that something was wrong, Mu Mengqi's gaze was dull, as if he had been hooked.

You Shen's expression was also unusually gloomy at this time, and after he dissuaded him, Yun Lang still made a move on Ma Daqiang.

Yun Lang's sudden move, he also saw it, but it was far away, and it was too late for him to stop it, so he simply didn't move.

At this time, seeing that Yun Lang's attention was on Mu Mengqi, he suddenly sneered: "What's the matter, Your Excellency is interested in my attendant, and yes, after all, she is a big beauty." ”

"What happened to her?" Yun Lang's gaze withdrew from Mu Mengqi, looked at You Shen, and looked at him.

Forty or fifty years old, with an ordinary appearance, and a strange aura on his body.

On him, Yun Lang also faintly sensed the flowing airflow, which should be true qi.

There are indeed warriors in this world, Yun Lang said in his heart.

Martial artists not only exist, but also have a clear hierarchy: from low to high, they are the Ming Jin Period, the Internal Jin Period, the Transformation Jin Period, and the Grandmaster.

You Shen has cultivated his true qi and is a martial artist in the internal strength period.

"You'll know when you're like her. You Shen laughed fiercely, and a cloud of white smoke came out of him.

Under the cover of white smoke, he vanished.

Ma Daqiang was also stiff, and he couldn't bear the pain, and Ma Wu also looked at the disappeared master stupidly, his expression was a little dazed.

Is this still his master? Isn't he a Muay Thai champion? How can he still be invisible?

Joy followed, the more powerful the master, the greater the chance of killing Yun Lang.

You Shen naturally didn't disappear, but just used a trick to oblige his eyes, and when everyone's attention was attracted by the white smoke, he quietly approached Yunlang.

"Die!!"

You Shen's figure suddenly appeared behind Yun Lang, and a punch smashed into Yun Lang's back heart, full of energy, faster than a bullet.

But just as his fist was raised, Yun Lang had already taken a step ahead and moved his body, avoiding the fist that was close at hand.

Immediately after, a mouthful of water spat out of his mouth, forming a droplet of water that shot deep into Youshen's chest.

"A mouthful of water squirts you. Yun Lang sneered.

He had already used the 'Water Resisting Duel' twice this morning, but it was all ordinary consumption, and there was still some mana left in the dantian, plus the recovery in the middle, which was just enough for him to perform the 'Water Resisting Duel' again.

"A mouthful of water squirts you ......"

Is this Yunlang funny? And there are lines like this?

Childish!!

Ma Wu, including Ma Daqiang, who was still nailed to the chair, and Yunlang who everyone else thought was funny.

There was only one person who felt the crisis, and that was to swim deep, watching the water droplets that shot rapidly to his chest.

You Shen let out a roar, and his body tried his best to dodge, and at the same time, a handful of medicinal powder was sprinkled towards Yun Lang's head and face.

"Poof~~"

The droplets still hit You Shen, penetrating his body before dripping to the ground.

You Shen let out a painful snort, clutched his wound, and quickly retreated.

Yun Lang did not continue to shoot, but used his nose to smell the aroma wafting in the air.

"Rosemary!"

Yun Lang muttered, his eyes were full of surprise, if there was no mistake in judgment, he swam to him

He's the powder of 'rosemary'.

Rosemary is an alchemy medicinal material, and since You Shen has it, he must come over.

As for Mu Mengqi, he wants to save him.