In order to kill Wang Chan, Zhou Yinqiao didn't care about Marcus's life or death at all. Marcus couldn't help it for a while, and pounced on Wang Chan, although he didn't succeed in shaking the opponent's footsteps, but he did break the deadlock balance in the field, so as soon as Wang Chan moved, the Seven Kills Blood Knife shattered Marcus's chest and abdomen, and the blonde man's internal organs were twisted, and at the end, he also crushed his spine Dragon, and Zhou Yinqiao's fingers moved.

With a pop, a silver-white bullet more than three inches long burrowed into Marcus's back at the same time.

After Marcus retired many years ago, he was introduced by an intermediary, joined the American nationality, and was absorbed as a martial arts instructor by the Delta Special Brigade, known as the most powerful special forces in the world.

It's just that this foreign man is really powerful, and he had to use him to deal with their biggest enemy, Wang Chan, before, so he didn't make a move.

And now, Marcus took the lead and became a praying mantis that caught "Zen", and finally lost all its value, so Zhou Yinqiao, the "yellow finch", also planned to kill two birds with one stone.

The distance between him and Wang Chan now is no more than 50 meters, and with his special high-power firearm, the speed of the bullet after it is discharged can almost exceed 700 meters per second, twice the speed of sound, that is to say, the moment he pulls the trigger, before Wang Chan's ears hear the gunshot, the bullet will shoot through Marcus's body and hit Wang Chan's body after 0.07 seconds.

A veritable killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone.

Ren is Wang Chan's horizontal kung fu has been practiced to the pinnacle of the realm, and he can block the accumulation of ordinary pistols at close range, but Zhou Yinqiao will never believe that he will be able to block his "armor-piercing bullet" with his flesh and blood.

Because the material of his bullet was originally a small number of hardware elites left over when Ye Tianshi was refining the Sword Immortal Flying Sword, and after falling into the hands of the state, it took several tosses and turns before he finally cast an armor-piercing bullet.

In other words, his bullet is actually a flying sword that has not yet been sacrificed, and it is shot out with a powerful firearm, and the speed is simply faster than that of an ordinary sword immortal flying sword. It can easily shoot through two-foot-thick alloy armor, and the bullet will not be deformed or worn out in any way.

Compared with Wang Chan's physical body, it is naturally clear who is strong and who is weak.

This is not something like "he is strong and he is strong, the breeze blows on the hills, he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river" and the like.

It's a real head-on contact, a collision between steel and flesh and blood, whoever is hard can win, and whoever is soft will die.

With rigid steel, with hard to hard!

Wang Chan is now like a beast exposed to the hunter's muzzle in the mountains and forests, unable to hide, too late to dodge, and can only rush up against the bullets.

With a bullet that exceeds twice the speed of sound, no matter how fast he is, where can he hide?

However, Wang Chan has always done what he can, in the face of Zhou Yinqiao, who is full of confidence, he can't afford to be in his heart, and he has already calculated, just when he raised his hand and pierced Marcus's chest and abdomen, and pulled out a big hole, he knew Zhou Yinqiao's muzzle one step in advance, and suddenly his eyelids jumped wildly, the skin on his wrist twitched violently, and a thick one by one appeared on his arm like a green tendon fishing net coiled by an old tree, and the whole person went down from his shoulder to the nails on the tips of his fingers in a blink of an eye, showing a metallic color of Marcus, obviously not waiting for him to pull out the palm trapped in Marcus's stomach, he has already run the method of the thirteen Taibao horizontal refining at full strength.

At the same time, the five fingers grabbed out of thin air, and the five fingertips all rushed out more than half a foot long like blood-red mang, the roots were like red jade agate, condensed into an entity, and only grasped it hard, and suddenly Marcus's entire body was torn apart, and he didn't know whether it was the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys, or the large intestine and small intestine, all of which were split and broken in the agitation and closing of this piece of red light, followed by the bullet that could be shot into Marcus's back.

No one could see exactly what was happening in such a short period of time, and neither could Wang Chan. But he has cultivated supernatural powers, and under the full force of his five senses and six senses, he can cover a radius of several hundred meters, so that any wind and grass can not be hidden, and a little spiritual sense in the underworld, at the moment when Zhou Yinqiao's fingers moved, the feeling of danger has already made Wang Chan like a mang in his back, and the pain in his chest is almost spasmed.

The five seven killing swords rushed out of the body, extending out along his fingers, looking from a distance, it seemed as if Wang Chan's palm had grown ten times larger, and the red jade-like sword light crisscrossed and crisscrossed out of thin air, and suddenly at that moment, he grabbed the shadow of the armor-piercing bullet shot by Zhou Yinqiao.

Suddenly, the night sky was full of red light, mixed with Marcus's splashing flesh and blood, clanging, a series of gold and iron intersecting, and the crisp sound of hitting each other came into the ears, and the next moment countless dazzling sparks scattered and flew in all directions. I only saw Wang Chan's terrifying big hand, fixed in the air, and a few blood-red lights on his fingertips grabbed a silver-white bullet more than three inches long, trembling and screaming, as if it was a small silver fish out of the water.

The next moment, Wang Chan let out a muffled snort of "hum" in his nose, and finally couldn't help but take half a step back under his feet, and with a turn of his five fingers, the red light dissipated, revealing that his palm still exuded high temperature, and the whole body was engraved with a bullet with exquisite patterns.

There was no way to dodge the shooting that exceeded twice the speed of sound, Wang Chan actually caught the armor-piercing bullet that Zhou Yinqiao had placed infinite expectations on like catching a fly.

It was only then that a dull gunshot rang out in his ears.

"How is this possible? My eyes must have taken ......!!"

Zhou Yinqiao's two eyes were bulging like goldfish for a moment, almost out of their sockets. Although his eyesight is not as good as Wang Chan, because he has finally practiced guns, a pair of eyes are also practiced in the void, and he can see things in the dark, and he has trained a pair of night eyes, far beyond the ordinary boxing master, but it is precisely because of his good eyesight that the shock in his heart will be unprecedentedly huge at this time.

"Where is this Wang Chan still a person? He is a demon at all, and even the armor-piercing bullets I shot can be grabbed out of thin air and held in the palm of my hand, which is unbelievable to the extreme. I heard that he could block bullets when he practiced kung fu, although he was surprised, but he was also able to accept it, after all, now ordinary people wearing body armor can block ordinary pistol shots, and it is nothing in the eyes of us people. But right now, his kung fu of grasping bullets in his hands is really beyond the scope of human beings, and against such a person, even I am not the slightest sure, it is better to retreat, as for whether this Wang Chan is dead or alive, there are others to worry about it. ”

For a while, Zhou Yinqiao only felt that his scalp was numb, his back was cold, and his heart moved, but he said that he would leave, without the slightest hesitation to drag the mud and water. At the moment, he was terrified in his heart, and his feet were already retreating backwards, and he was dozens of meters away from Wang Chan, and there was still a gun in his hand, so he was not afraid that Wang Chan would chase after him.

The bodyguards of the Central Guard Bureau in China are all iron-blooded soldiers selected from the whole [***] team, absolutely loyal, and have undergone special training in first-hand marksmanship, and Zhou Yinqiao is the chief instructor of these people, which is obviously even more terrifying, otherwise he would not be named the "gun god".

Marksmanship is one thing, the most important thing is that he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he can be called a master-level master, and then combines the family heirloom hidden weapon techniques with marksmanship to carry out modern all-round tactical training, which ensures that he can effectively kill and injure the enemy and protect himself in any situation.

This is his unique door, never passed on, more ferocious than Wei Changjiang, Yu Xuanji and the like's magical powers, Zhou Yinqiao's ancestors, died under the platoon guns of the Eight-Nation Alliance, several generations have been learning lessons, until his generation has put the marksmanship and martial arts body method, hidden weapon techniques, the combination of seamless, practiced into an incredible magic power and lethality.

And this is exactly where he dares to face Wang Chan alone. Although just now, he had been shocked by Wang Chan's kung fu magic power to grab bullets, and he had lost the courage to continue to fight hard, but he wanted to retreat with his whole body, but he also had enough confidence.

Martial arts have declined, and only by constantly advancing with the times and absorbing the nutrients of the new era can we continue to move forward.

In his heart, the organic combination of cold weapons and hot weapons is the real king.

It is precisely because of this unwavering belief that the same gun has a spiritual surname in his hand that no one else has.

His marksmanship, fused with his own spiritual will, has been perfected, to a certain extent, this is already worthy of touching the skin of the ancient soldiers' sacrifice gods. If he is given another ten or twenty years of hard work, maybe Zhou Yinqiao will be able to bypass the like, and really achieve the point of people and guns, guns and people.

It's a pity that today he is facing Wang Chan.

Running around the field with his buttocks, and having to try to grab the bullets like flying swords with his hands, Wang Chan's face was full of emotion, but his heart was actually already angry.

"Shot me, and still want to leave alive, who are you and I Wang Chan?" Zhou Yinqiao's seven bullets leaning on the Great Wall now only use one armor-piercing bullet, and there are six bullets with unknown effect, God knows how powerful it is, if this person really wants to run out, where to hide and put a hidden gun, but how troublesome and troublesome it will be.

Therefore, of course, Wang Chan refused to let people go, leaving himself with trouble.

(To be continued)