And the eyes are worthy of being the window of the soul, and this injured mountain wolf looks even more hideous and terrifying.

Ping'an saw the vicious heart in his eyes, and Zhao Xiaobing was by no means a child who was against him in school, not one of those village ruffians in the town, this was a big villain with blood on his hands and had killed more than one person.

He will not be afraid of the force of peace, he will not be afraid of the strength of peace, because he is stronger than peace, and he is ruthless, as long as he sees a little blood, he will bite it fiercely, until you die as a wolf.

Ping An did not doubt at all that he said everything. And the two brothers of the Zhao family really dared to do this kind of thing, as he said, Fang Houcai's family is a good example.

So Ping An suddenly lost the advantage he had just gained by his powerful force, and he was completely at a disadvantage, he may not be afraid of the retaliation of the two Zhao Xiaobing brothers, and he is confident that he can repel all the plots, but his family obviously can't.

Zhao Xiaobing also grasped this point and reversed the situation, not to mention that he still had a back hand, after feeling that his body could finally move, he took advantage of the moment when he was safe to advance and retreat, and finally showed his hole cards.

A 54 pistol, aimed directly at Ping'an.

Of course, it is a gun with the safety open, the bullet is loaded, and it can be fired at any time,

After all, in the face of someone who can kill him in an instant, even if it is a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, Zhao Xiaobing does not dare to be careless, and his face, which has been beaten in the dark world for more than ten years, is impregnated with enough deterrence, and his face becomes more and more hideous and terrifying.

Luo Hengxing frowned, he was already hiding in an unknown secluded corner, and he remembered a sentence for no reason, the black clouds were overwhelming the city and wanted to destroy it.

"Brother, be careful! He's got a gun. Feng Dajun's heart tightened suddenly.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

"Kid of the Ping family, didn't you get the true inheritance of Shi Taigong? Aren't you very good at fighting? Come, come and beat me and give it a try, to see if your skills are fast enough, or if the bullets in my gun are faster?"

It seems that the 54 pistol in his hand gave Zhao Xiaobing endless confidence, and he rampantly provoked:

"I killed a lot of people with this gun! There were disobedient women, there were men who resisted me, even if they didn't kill children, don't doubt whether my marksmanship is accurate? I am different from those guys who used guns to scare people, I relied on this to eat back then, and I fired not 1,000 bullets, but 7 or 800 rounds, which was very accurate, and I was guaranteed to make your head bloom with one shot, and you would not die a painful death. ”

Ping An remained silent, stared at him coldly, and said for no reason: "I hand over the secret recipe now, will you let me go?"

"Are you insulting my IQ, or do you have a problem with your IQ. ”

Zhao Xiaobing looked at Ping An, who seemed to be struggling to the death, and he finally showed a hearty laugh: "Let you go?

"So I'll only give you five seconds, either hand over the secret recipe and let me shoot you four times, as long as your hands and feet promise not to kill you, or I'll just shoot your head off, how to decide, you choose. ”

Zhao Xiaobing was really angry now, he was put down and bled in front of his subordinates and Luo Hengxing, this account has to be calculated slowly, otherwise how will it be mixed in the entire county in the future?

Looking at Ping An, whose face was cloudy and uncertain, and who was obviously struggling, Zhao Xiaobing did not rush to report the number, but looked at the various expressions on Ping An's face with interest, like a cat catching a mouse, slowly teasing.

Because, he felt that this was almost a dead end for a child.

Surrender and admit defeat, take four shots, have your hands and feet broken, and if you don't admit defeat, you will die.

Other than that, no choice?

No, there is another option...... Because the dog will jump over the wall in a hurry, and a person who is driven to a dead end will also bite.

What's more, Ping An doesn't feel that he has become the meat of someone else's knife, what he is afraid of is not the gun in Zhao Xiaobing's hand and the power owned by the Zhao brothers, what he is afraid of is his conscience, morality and the safety of his family.

But with such a struggle, under the choice of death and being mutilated, he has nothing to hesitate about.

"When hope is near extinction and the future is dark, you can only punch and kick the ground and strike a piece of heaven and earth. ”

Facing the arrogant and aggressive Zhao Xiaobing, Ping An suddenly remembered what Chen Xuangong, who had been a yin person all his life and had never been yin, told him.

Although the old man's words were rough and even arrogant, they were very close to Ping'an's current situation.

"What did you say?" Zhao Xiaobing said with a gloomy face, his fingers already pressed on the board machine.

"I said, I have a third option, and that is...... You die, I live!" Ping'an raised his head, his eyes did not give an inch, and he looked directly at Zhao Xiaobing, his divine sense, locked the 54 pistol, and the hand that held it.

Spiritual power is quietly gathering.

In the next moment, Ping An clearly controlled the law of all things, as if he had grasped this world.

His mind is beating, his muscles are accumulating, his anger is burning...... He wants to burn the darkness before his eyes and destroy everything that traps him.

"It seems that you, like that fool, don't know the times, or do you think I don't dare to shoot?" Zhao Xiaobing's hideous face flashed a strong murderous aura, and he was ruthless, so he had to be spicy to set it off, otherwise it would be just talk on paper......

"Bang!"

The gun rang out, the bullet was shot, and Zhao Xiaobing aimed at Ping'an's head.

"Peace!"

Feng Dajun screamed, he didn't think that peace could be faster than bullets, he had already closed his eyes.

Luo Hengxing only felt that his brain was confused, this was not the result he wanted, how much he hoped that Ping An could avoid this shot.

But Ping An didn't dodge, but instead faced the bullet and quickly approached Zhao Xiaobing, because in Ping An's opinion, the bullet that could kill him in an instant flew too slowly under his powerful divine sense, like a turtle crawling......

Therefore, he clearly grasped the traces of the bullets, and he was no longer the one who could not make the opposite peace in the face of the thousands of pounds of boulders rolling down.

Therefore, with a majestic momentum, he had an uncontrollable anger in his heart: "Get up!"

Swish!

A five-cent coin, like a sword light, burst out with a brilliant light under the infusion of spiritual power, bursting out with a sharp edge sharper than a bullet, driven by the sense of peace, instantly dissolving Zhao Xiaobing's killing blow.

What's even more terrifying is that the five-cent coin was castrated, jumped twice in the air, and under the envoy of the peace divine sense, it shot into Zhao Xiaobing's right arm holding the gun, making a slight sound of "porphyry".

And Zhao Xiaobing's arm was like tofu, easily pierced, blood spurted out, and then there was a desolate scream!