People who practice guns, for many years are obsessed with guns, hundreds of thousands of bullets are shot, and the skills of guns almost form the instinct of the body, whether it is the wrist, elbow or index finger, the strength tendons are far more than ordinary people, especially the martial arts masters who are proficient in boxing themselves practice guns, and the reaction speed is even more terrifying. [Full text reading]

Zhou Yinqiao is known as the "God of Guns" in the Central Guard Corps, and although the exquisite marksmanship is one of the reasons, it is also inseparable from his family's boxing and secret weapon kung fu. However, the way of firearms, after all, is a foreign object, and can barely belong to the category of hidden weapons in martial arts, and if you practice for a long time, you will rely on it in your heart, which will greatly wear down the heart of the martial artist itself, and invisibly make the qi and blood scattered, just like the impurities in the body, and the spirit of boxing is not firm, so naturally you can no longer improve in boxing. Since then, he has given up halfway.

People who practice boxing, whether they practice boxing, weapons or hidden weapons, the root of it still comes from the boxing practitioner himself. But firearms and firearms are different, although they are still used by people, but the power is no longer from the human body, but the power of the firearms themselves.

This is also the most essential difference between those who play guns and those who practice boxing.

Cold weapons are in people, hot weapons are in things, and the role of human factors in them is very different.

"I can't help myself! a group of clowns jumping off the beam!" Wang Chan couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw this group of guards who were fierce and obviously not good. From the words that came out of the mouth of the man who was the leader just now, it was already clear that they were coming.

These people all came to trouble Wang Chan and stand up for Zhou Yinqiao, who died in his hands.

"No matter how good your martial arts are, you can still be as fast as a bullet!" Seven guards with cold faces automatically dispersed in formation and walked over, more than a dozen eyes up and down, looking at Wang Chan coldly, the man who had just spoken at the head of the leader, spit out a sentence in his mouth again: "You really think that you are a kind of character, and you dare to speak out in this kind of place, what Neidan, what flying sword, and they are all charlatans, the old-fashioned things in the mouths of the gods, all the things that have been exposed since the eighties, do you really think you are a god?"

This man is in his thirties, his bearing is calm, his feet are rooted, he is taller than Wang Chan told him a full head, at this time he walked closer, looked at Wang Chan condescendingly, and his eyes were full of disdain: "I have been in the room just now, observing you, but in the end it is nothing more than that, and we are all raised by biological parents, one shoulder and one head, I heard that you broke into the Russian signal flag and the military camp of the Alpha squad in Siberia alone, killing countless people, and I don't know if it is true or false?"

"Huh, is this news already known to everyone?" Wang Chan raised his eyes and looked at the man, his eyes seemed to show a little pity. Thinking about it again, I don't think it's unusual, these people are the guards around the old man, and they are close to the water, although they are bound by strict confidentiality regulations, but their own information in this courtyard is not a secret.

It's just that this one, with his status, is obviously not qualified to enter the dining room before, so naturally he didn't see the scene where Wang Chan performed deterrence, so he took it for granted that Wang Chan was a character like a god stick liar.

"It's true that your martial arts are powerful, but those things are all faked by tricks, and they can't be calculated, what immortals, real people, are just some specially trained liars, blinding the world's fame, and there have always been many such immortals in the past dynasties. It's not uncommon for foreign magicians to be able to levitate in the void and fly freely under the watchful eye of everyone, I'm just very curious about how you used to get here?" The middle-aged man looked at Wang Chan with a frown, his tone full of provocation.

It was clear that these guards were deliberately stirring up trouble. They are all Zhongnanhai bodyguards, the lowest rank is a major, there are strict military discipline constraints in the system, and it is impossible to casually come to find someone to cause trouble in ordinary times. However, if from another angle, they are "being blamed", that is another matter.

As long as you don't go too far, you can teach anyone a lesson, and it's all within the scope of discipline.

"Oh?" Wang Chan glanced at the people in front of him, but he didn't even bother to speak, just pressed it, and then walked forward.

Although these people are real masters of the Great Interior, the top characters in the whole [***], they are all good at martial arts, and they all have a good marksmanship and are proficient in team combat, but in Wang Chan's eyes, they are not much more than ordinary people. If you use them as opponents, it will be too exalting for these people.

Therefore, Wang Chan simply ignored it and answered the provocations of these people with his own practical actions.

"The shelf is not small, do you dare to break in?"

Seeing that Wang Chan was silent, his feet did not stop, and he walked straight over, the middle-aged man led by him, his face changed, and suddenly the arrogance that he had disdain on his body suddenly became deep and introverted, the whole person's muscles were tense, and his hands slowly touched his waist.

At the same time, the six guards standing scattered behind him also changed their previous menacing posture and moved their own feet, revealing the unique calmness and murderous aura of a battle-hardened soldier.

In the end, they are all world-famous "Ouchi" masters, who have received extremely strict scientific training, as soon as they enter the state, everyone becomes machine-like precision, and the emotions in their hearts are completely emptied.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Wang Chan's eyes moved, but his feet did not stop, he only walked over step by step, as if these people in front of him were air.

"One last warning to you, stop, or I will put you to justice on the spot in the name of storming the guards of the Central Guard Regiment!"

Suddenly, the hand that the middle-aged man at the head put on his waist moved violently. His hand trembled slightly, and the fingers of the rootless were incredibly flexible, as if the horns of an antelope were hanging on its horns, and in a moment of motion, the illusion was so heavy that it seemed that half of his arm had disappeared into thin air.

This five-finger movement is so fast that ordinary people's eyes can't see the slightest clue, as if they have put their hands into their waists.

At the same time, with a turn of his five fingers, there was a black small-caliber rapid-fire pistol in the palm of his hand, and on his gun, a silencer was also installed in advance, which could completely reduce the sound of the gun to a minimum, and the gunfire would automatically dissipate in the air without waiting for it to reach the inner courtyard.

The security of this courtyard is extremely tight, and any big movement will cause tension and attention in the whole capital, so this time they came to find Wang Chan, and they were all prepared in advance.

Moreover, this kind of action was not his alone, almost at the moment when the leader reached out and pulled out his gun, the six companions behind him were all in unison, revealing the muzzle of the black hole in their hands.

From these people, moving their fingers together, probing and flicking, Wang Chan also saw that these guards all had the kung fu foundation of Bagua Palm. Sure enough, it is the same path as Zhou Yinqiao, which integrates the techniques in martial arts into marksmanship.

However, although the movements of these well-trained guards are already extremely fast in the eyes of ordinary people, they are as leisurely as playing back in slow motion in Wang Chan's eyes.

Just as the seven guards flashed their guns at the same time, Wang Chan also walked in front of them.

Wang Chan walked very slowly, like an ordinary person taking a walk in the afternoon, but the last step, the foot lightly landed, but the whole ground was suddenly shaken up and down, swaying left and right, and the shock made several people on the opposite side float under their feet for a while, open their mouths and want to breathe, swaying as if they were about to fall down at any time, where is there any accurate head to aim at Wang Chan who is close at hand.

This vibration, like a smoothly driving car, suddenly came to a sudden brake, and the people on the left and right of the car all lost their balance, staggering, unable to do it themselves.

At the same time, Wang Chan's feet did not stop, like a boat in the water, Shi Shiran passed through the encirclement of everyone, and stretched out his hand to grab randomly.

As soon as the guards held their pistols in their hands, the ground shook violently like an earthquake, and the sudden change caught everyone off guard. Fortunately, these people are not ordinary people, the reaction speed is extremely fast, but after a moment of panic, they all regained their calm, just wanted to pull the trigger, but they didn't want to, only a black shadow passed in front of them, and Qi Qi in his hand was light.

When I looked at it again, the guns in everyone's hands had disappeared.

Immediately, the ground stabilized, and the big bluestone in one place made a noise, extending from their feet to the door, all of them turned into stone powder. At the same time, on the ground on the side of the gate, a large black iron ball, the size of a lead ball, was condensed by the seven pistols in their hands.

"This, this, this, this ............. Seeing this scene happening in front of them, everyone's eyes bulged out, opened to the maximum, and after a long silence, a neat gasp sounded for a long time, and the seven people looked at each other, and their straight backs had bent unconsciously, as if the belief that had always supported them in their bones had left them at this moment.

Of course, among these people, the most intense change in expression was the middle-aged man at the head, at this time he stared at the big iron ball dripping and rolling at the door, his face was like dead ashes, and he had long lost a little blood, and the whole person was trembling incessantly, shaking like chaff. It seemed that he had aged a lot all of a sudden, and the sharp spirit on his body had been swept away, and it was obvious that he had been shaken by Wang Chan's blow just now.

"Holding the iron into mud, I actually pinched the guns together....... ”

This middle-aged man looked discouraged, and his heart was simply decadent to the extreme. Wang Chan didn't bother to do anything with them at all, and walked lightly along the way, and then took away the life-like weapons in their hands.

With this method, Wang Chan wanted to kill seven of them, but he was afraid that they would not know until they died.

Not only that, but practicing Wang Chan's kung fu of stepping on the ground just now is also shocking, terrifying, and the big bluestones all over the ground are crushed like flour and ...................

"Even if the entire guard regiment comes, he still wants to leave, what firearms and weapons have no effect on him at all, Wang Chan is really an immortal!" What Wang Chan did just now has completely defeated the soldiers and guards of these Central Guard Regiments. Put their always self-confident ambition into a brilliant mess.

However, after this, Wang Chan's killing of Zhou Yinqiao, the grievances between him and the Central Guard Regiment can be regarded as an explanation and result. Although he did not use thunderbolt means to kill people, as Wang Chan walked out of this compound, everything began to go on the original track, and even his mind became clearer and more transparent.

These grievances in Buddhism are said to be cause and effect, if there is a cause, there is an effect, if you can't touch it, you don't need to pay attention to it, but since you have encountered it, you must solve it cleanly, otherwise the cultivation of Wang Chan in the future is also an invisible obstacle.

Since you are ready to escape to the mountains and forests, you must cut off all the dust as much as possible, whether it is a grudge or a grudge, tonight has come to the last moment.

Night is falling, and Jingshan Park is closed. This huge, classical royal garden has been restored to its original tranquility and gloom, the moon is like water, rippling waves, and the night breeze blows on the face, with the unique breath of spring, which makes people feel peaceful and serene.

However, at this time, the courtyard behind Jingshan Park was brightly lit, shining like daylight, and in the huge courtyard, only one Hongmen ancestor with snow-white eyebrows was still sitting on a stone chair as usual, closing his eyes and staring, motionless, not at all alarmed by the previous noise in this compound.

Today's Lin family's mansion is very different, although the lights are still flickering, but there are many fewer owners in each room, only Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde continue to stay here, looking at the Hongmen ancestor in the courtyard blankly through the clear glass window.

Lin Zhenshan was worried in his heart, thinking wildly, and only felt a chill in his back and spine. He is a mortal, where does he have the concentration of the ancestor of Hongmen, when the matter is approaching, before Wang Chan comes, the breath of the whole person has already poured out involuntarily.

At the same time, he has always wondered in his heart why this Hongmen Ancestor's situation today is so different from the past.

What's even more strange is that in the courtyards next to him, there are sixty-four big men who have been personally selected by themselves, all of whom are the same as the ancestors of Hongmen, sitting cross-legged on the ground, breathing at all, like a group of dead people, looking extremely strange in the moonlight.

"Ancestor, are we just waiting?" Finally couldn't help it, Lin Zhenshan's scalp was numb, and he walked out of the room and asked.

"If Wang Chan doesn't come, he can't move. Sit down too, don't get too close, and retreat to two hundred meters away. Otherwise, after Wang Chan came, he couldn't see a single member of the Lin family, and he was afraid that he wouldn't even show up. However, you also have to think clearly, this time, nine deaths and one life, I am not sure that I can deal with him!" Hongmen Old Ancestor's eyes were still closed, but his voice seemed very quiet and serene.

It seems that what comes out of his mouth is not a matter of life and death for everyone at all.

"Okay!" Lin Zhenshan nodded, he also knew what the origin of this Hongmen ancestor was, with such a top master, a legendary figure like a living immortal in the world, the reason why he was able to come to the Lin family at such a time, regardless of life and death, was also because of an unintentional "rescue" of the old man of his family when he was young.

didn't dare to ask more questions at the moment, so he automatically found a place next to the old man and sat down quietly.

"Ahem........."

Just when Lin Zhenshan's mind was messy and he didn't know what he was thinking, a sound suddenly came from behind him, and he hurriedly turned around, and suddenly, a strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart.

This feeling has nothing to do with martial arts and supernatural powers, it is just an instinctive trembling of human beings before the crisis, just like ordinary people encounter wolves in the wild, and before they can run, the soles of their feet are all soft.

At this time, it was in the middle of the moon, the night was as cool as water, and the bright moon above his head was extremely cold, Lin Zhenshan's eyes just flashed, and he saw that in the middle of the moon, a white light, as if the boundless moonlight was condensed, and it shot to the top of his head.

"Oh, is Wang Chan ......coming?" Lin Zhenshan's thought flashed in his heart, he had seen Wang Chan's ability to spit out sword qi and circle the house three times during the day, and when he looked at it, he was immediately shocked, and before the white light reached the top of his head, he already felt that the cold wind was swishing between his head and neck, and his body, which was still fine just now, couldn't even move.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, the poofing sound was like a knife cutting tofu, and the white light only circled around the neck, and Lin Zhenshan's big head fell to the ground.

Immediately after, the white light turned and twisted twice, as if it was a living creature floating in the air, giving people the feeling of looking around and observing the enemy's situation.

"Evil obstacles, dare to deceive people?" Lin Zhenshan was not careful, Lin Zhenshan was in the first two places, and the ancestor of Hongmen, who was hundreds of meters away, opened his eyes suddenly, and his hair moved in unison, as if he was blown violently by the strong wind, and before he could stand up, he stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and when the two stone piers on the ground were stirred up by him in the air, they smashed towards the jumping white light.

And this white light also seemed to smell something abnormal at this time, from beginning to end there was a slight tremor, the sound was like a dragon chanting crane, rushing forward, and then winding, and immediately twisted the two stone piers into pieces, and then broke through the air with a flash, swished, and pounced towards the ancestor of Hongmen.

"Good flying sword!" As soon as the body straightened, the whole person disappeared on the spot, and the body of the Hongmen Ancestor was as fast as an instantaneous movement, just in a flash, the person moved in place to a hundred meters away.

The white light snorted, fell in the air, and only twisted out a big hole in the stone where the ancestor of Hongmen was sitting, and then with a soft sound, the silver light shone through, and suddenly turned around and rushed up, and floated in the air again, revealing a virtual and illusory body.

(To be continued)