The iron fence at the gate of the Daqingshan Sanatorium, which reached about two meters, was completely opened, and several soldiers who had been patrolling back and forth in front of the gate had also gathered in front of this open gate at this moment.

"Shi Qingyu!"

"Lin Ming!"

"Guan Ping!"

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Holding a thick stack of materials in his hand, every time the secretary Xiao Zhao pronounced a name, someone would come forward, pass through the open iron gate, and step directly into the Daqingshan Sanatorium.

Perhaps, it is a little inappropriate to call this place Daqingshan Sanatorium, although before the gate of this building, there is indeed a sign of Daqingshan Sanatorium, but at this point, who still doesn't know that the signboard of the sanatorium is simply fooling people, this place, called the Jinyang Branch of the Secret Martial Arts Society, can be regarded as truly worthy of the name.

Although there were only a dozen people gathered here before, for some reason, the secretary Xiao Zhao had already read out seven or eight names, but it had never been Yang Kai and Lu Deshuang's turn.

When a young man named Fan Gong read his name and was about to pass through the gate of the sanatorium and enter it, the rapid and piercing siren of 'Dudu Du' suddenly sounded.

"Click, click......" This is the sound of a bullet being loaded, and at this moment, the soldiers who had gathered in front of the gate, their muzzles, had been aimed at the position of the young man Fan Gong.

The secretary Xiao Zhao read out the name, and the person who read the name entered the nursing home through the door, which seemed to be just a simple procedure, but in the current situation, this seemingly simple few steps did not seem as simple as it seemed.

As far as the Federation's science and technology are concerned, just for civilian use, there has already been a mature face recognition technology on the market, and the Jinyang City Branch of the Secret Martial Arts Society in front of him, judging from the soldiers patrolling the gate with loaded guns, if they install a face recognition system at the gate, it is likely to be that kind of military level.

The reason why the young man Fan Gong was sounding a shrill alarm when he passed through the gate was probably because there was something wrong with his identification.

After talking for a long time before, the secretary general Wu Qinglong, who seemed to retreat to the side because he was tired, and Xiao Zhao, the two secretaries, had already retreated for a long distance because of this sudden change.

Shi Qinglu and Lin Ming, the young people who had already passed the inspection at the gate and entered the sanatorium, looked at each other at the moment, and for a while, they didn't know what to do.

"Raise your hands, hold your head in your hands, and squat!" The soldiers at the gate who raised their guns and aimed at Fan Gong shouted at him in unison.

The young man Fan Gong swept around, although he raised his hand and hugged his head, but unfortunately, he didn't seem to have the intention of squatting.

"Didn't you hear us, squat, squat down for me!" a soldier stepped forward, and as he shouted angrily, he slammed the butt of his rifle into Fan Gong's face.

"I just want to get some cultivation resources in there, why do you have to force me?" At this moment, Fan Gong suddenly let out a cruel laugh, he stretched out his big hand, and he had directly grabbed the butt of the gun smashed by the soldier, while his other hand had already been directly buckled on his head before the soldier had even had time to react.

With a strong twist, in a crisp sound, the soldier's head was directly twisted off by Fan Gong and turned in a circle of three hundred and sixty degrees.

There is no doubt that the soldier, whose head has been twisted like this, is already dead and can no longer die.

The soldiers next to "Little Tang ......" roared angrily, and their eyes seemed to have turned red at this moment.

"Those who trespass on the branch stronghold, die, shoot, kill!" The one who gave the order was Wu Qinglong, who had already retreated some distance. As the secretary general of the branch of the Mystic Law Society, although his force is average, he still has some rights.

Ordinary soldiers may not have the right to shoot someone without receiving an order, but he, Wu Qinglong, has enough right to order these soldiers to do so.

"Bang bang......" The sound of gunfire was like bursting beans, and it rang non-stop.

And that Fan Gong grabbed the body of the soldier whose neck was broken by him, like a windmill, several soldiers fired at least dozens of shots at this moment, but although the soldier's body in Fan Gong's hand was full of bullet holes, none of them really hit Fan Gong's body.

You must know that the distance between several soldiers and Fan Gong is no more than ten meters, and the guns in their hands are not pistols with low lethality, but automatic rifles used on the real battlefield.

But under such circumstances, these soldiers couldn't really hit Fan Gong, so we can see how terrifying this Fan Gong's reaction ability is!

"It's a secret martial artist, it's invincible, everyone hurry up and retreat a distance!" This scene made Wu Qinglong, who had already retreated for a long distance, change color again and again, and while roaring, he withdrew from a distance of nearly ten meters.

"If you don't find out about my involvement, can't you? I just want to mix up some resources in this stronghold, you have to force me to kill people, and at this time, you still want to retreat, don't you think it's a little late?" Fan Gong laughed.

I don't know if it was because when he dodged the bullet just now, his speed was too fast, and from Fan Gong's face, a thin mask like human skin actually fell.

Without the cover of this mask, Fan Gong's face now is a middle-aged face with a scar on his forehead.

kicked his foot to the ground hard, and the solid cement pavement under Fan Gong's feet actually appeared cracks one after another, and cracked like this, but Fan Gong's whole person, like the cannonball that was discharged, rushed at the soldier who was closest to him, but still withdrew nearly ten meters away.

In terms of speed, Fan Gong at this moment was really fast to the extreme, ten meters away, he took two or three steps, and he had already appeared behind the soldier, raised his fist, and smashed straight at the soldier's head.

Escape, can't escape, facing Fan Gong's fist, the only thing the soldier can do is the rifle in his hand and block it in front of his head.

With a "......boom", the gun in the soldier's hand was directly blown out by Fan Gong's punch, and his fist still fell on the soldier's head.

The red and white flowed to the ground, and the soldier fell to the ground and twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Who gave you the courage to dare to break into here, is it to deceive us Jinyang City Secret Martial Arts Branch?" A cold snort came from nowhere, and its voice sounded a little hoarse, but this voice seemed to cross the space and appeared directly in the ears of everyone at the gate.