Wang Chan stood in the middle of a large piece of ruins, looking at Zhou Yinqiao not far away, holding a huge pistol in both hands, as if he couldn't see it. Firearms and firearms, the lethality is amazing, and the speed of gunpowder as a power far exceeds that of any kind of hidden weapon in the past, but just now Zhou Yinqiao's sneak attack was helpless, Wang Chan was naturally not afraid of his frontal attack.

Unless it is a weapon that is more powerful than a single bazooka, which can cover a space with a radius of more than 100 meters in an instant, and Wang Chan cannot rush out even if he tries his best, firearms such as pistols, no matter how powerful they are, the threat to Wang Chan will be reduced to a minimum.

"There is no one named Bai Su among these people, and it is also a burden for me for you to stay, so let's go first. It seems that you Northeast Gang reconciled with me and did something very dissatisfying!!"

"Hmph, these people are really too deceitful. Russia is my territory, and no matter how powerful the Lin family is, it is also in the country, so what can we do with the Northeast Gang. Su Hanshan hid behind the wall, slightly embarrassed, and the fierce light in his eyes flickered. Wang Chan said that he was a burden, although it was not very good, Su Hanshan also knew that these people sent by the Lin family to kill Wang Chan were all aliens, and the traditional boxing and martial arts could not be dealt with at all, and it was really useless to stay by himself.

Su Hanshan is not a good person, he is not the kind of person who has to swallow his anger after suffering a loss, looking at the overall situation, discerning the situation, and leaving immediately, just to gain time and mobilize his armed forces in the Northeast Gang.

The Northeast Gang is the largest Chinese force in Russia, as long as Su Hanshan gives an order, the entire Novosibirsk will fall into chaos, once the Iron Blood Hall under his command is dispatched, even Zhou Yinqiao, the "God of Guns", will not dare to ignore it. What's more, now there is Wang Chan blocking the way in front of him, and the matter between them has just begun.

As for leaving only Wang Chan alone, Su Hanshan didn't even have the slightest intention of worrying in his heart.

"You can't let this surnamed Su run away, the Northeast Gang is in chaos, it's definitely not good for us, I'm here to contain Wang Chan, Marcus, you quickly catch up and kill him." ”

In a very short period of time, he used up two magazines in one go, and Zhou Yinqiao saw Wang Chan standing not far from him, but he didn't dare to shoot rashly for a while. At that moment just now, the pupils in his eyes were almost as shrunk as the tip of a needle, staring at Wang Chan's figure, his hands moved at will, and the guns were not far from Wang Chan's vital points, but the result was dozens of shots, and none of them could hit Wang Chan, which was unimaginable in Zhou Yinqiao's decades of gun play.

How can a person be like a bird, so nimble in the open space to turn and fly. This Wang Chan seems to have known where each of his shots landed, and he was unpredictable, otherwise how could every movement flash one of his bullets so well!!

Although he was already shocked in his heart, after all, Zhou Yinqiao had personally participated in the real war, and his hands had been stained with the blood of countless enemies, whether it was his experience against the enemy, or his heart and will, he was countless stronger than ordinary people, and after a blink of an eye, people's mood had completely calmed down. Seeing that Su Hanshan had disappeared from the grass behind him, he immediately gave the order and told Marcus to set off to chase after him.

Now there are a few people in the field, Wei Changjiang fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, only his chest was still rising and falling slightly, Yu Xuanji lost too much blood, his sternum was broken, and it was fortunate that he didn't die on the spot, and only Zhou Yinqiao and Marcus were left. In the face of Wang Chan's eyes, Zhou Yinqiao didn't dare to move at all, so he had to ask Marcus, a foreigner, to chase Su Hanshan.

However, the front side was blocked by Wang Chan and his husband, and it was impossible to break through in this situation, so Marcus wanted to catch up with Su Hanshan, who was moving like a rabbit and had almost the same martial arts as him, so he could only go around in a big circle in place and avoid Wang Chan. At that time, after such a long delay, with Su Hanshan's leg strength, God knows where he went.

"Don't move, as long as you move, you will die for me!"

Wang Chan's eyes flashed, as if a cold lightning lit up in the dark, coldly squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, and suddenly stopped the body that was about to jump up like a sudden brake.

Although he is a foreigner and does not know much about China, he is not a fool. Before, he was on the side, seeing that Wang Chan was like a thunderbolt, defeating Wei Changjiang and Yu Xuanji, two top masters who even he didn't dare to provoke, in the blink of an eye, who didn't know that he was a plate of "side dishes" in front of Wang Chan.

With his ability, it's okay to fight, but if you want to deal with Wang Chan, it's a dead word to go up.

Therefore, Wang Chan only had one word, and he didn't dare to move.

And tonight, the current situation was formed, and it was also a result that no one expected.

The seven of them made a complete plan in advance, and chose four to deal with Wang Chan, the intention was to be an interview, kill if they can, and retreat together if they can't, lead Wang Chan to chase, and naturally there are countless back-ups to deal with. Unexpectedly, as soon as he met Wang Chan, before all the plans could be implemented, two of the four people were abolished. So much so that now there are only two people left, Zhou Yinqiao and Marcus, to deal with the situation of Wang Chan alone.

For a while, the field was cold, and there was no sound.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

"Are you Wang Chan?" Zhou Yinqiao suddenly stepped forward, his eyes staring at Wang Chan's eyes, at this time, his face was no longer the previous shelf, replaced by a thick guard.

He had already comprehended Wang Chan's power just now, so naturally he would no longer ask for hardships and put his position high.

"Knowingly ask!"

Wang Chan hung his hands and gave Zhou Yinqiao a sneer: "The three of you are all first-class masters in China today, and you also have the qualifications to start a sect in terms of boxing and martial arts. Zhou Yinqiao, you call yourself the god of guns, do you really think that you can kill me with just the two pieces of broken copper and iron in your hand?"

The three people mentioned in Wang Chan's mouth obviously did not include Marcus, a blonde and blue-eyed foreigner. Although Marcus has excellent boxing skills and sharp killing methods, at best he is only on the same level as Su Hanshan, and in Wang Chan's eyes, he is obviously far inferior to Zhou Yinqiao, Wei Changjiang, and Yu Xuanji, and the threat of the three countrymen is great, and they can be completely ignored.

"You have made a lot of trouble in the country, and even Yue Po, the director of the National Security Bureau, has been killed, as the leader of the Central Security Bureau, I accept the order, and naturally I want to arrest you, what is there to say. Zhou Yinqiao looked at Wang Chan, his face was like a cast of iron, there was no change at all, and his words were straightforward, without concealment: "We are here to arrest you tonight, if it weren't for the Northeast Gang's temporary rebellion, the action would have been tomorrow, in front of a large Chinese organization in the world, we can arrest or kill you, we can promote the national prestige, attract a large number of overseas Chinese, and cooperate." It's a pity that after thousands of calculations, you still missed your skills and turned out to be even more terrible than in the information. ”

"Wei Changjiang has always said that your boxing and martial arts are powerful, not something that any of us can deal with, I didn't believe it before, but when I saw it, I finally saw it, and even I have to admit that you have the capital and qualifications to despise any powerful person in the world and act wantonly. Originally, I, Zhou Yinqiao, did it with people, but it was just a shot, if I didn't die, I wouldn't shoot again, but today I made an exception, I used up two magazines in one go, and dozens of shots couldn't hurt you, and I had to change the rules in the face of people like you. People like you shouldn't exist in today's world, no matter how high your martial arts are, I also have a few special bullets that countries have spent huge amounts of money to develop for me, and the next moment I will shoot again, I will definitely go all out, if you don't die, then I won't be alive anymore!!"

Zhou Yinqiao said something solemnly, but before the words fell, he reached out and picked up his clothes, and suddenly revealed a neat array of bullets on the belt around his waist. There were only seven of his bullets in a special leather bag, each more than three inches long, of different colors and materials. Through the bright moonlight, at that moment, Wang Chan even saw that the shell of one of the bullets was as transparent as crystal glass, and what contained it was not gunpowder but a liquid substance with a blue color like seawater.......

Involuntarily, his eyes narrowed suddenly, although there was no sign of making a move, but for some reason, Wang Chan still felt an extremely strong smell of danger on the seven bullets that Zhou Yinqiao deliberately revealed.

There is no doubt that these seven bullets are Zhou Yinqiao's last weapon to face Wang Chan, the "kung fu" that pressed the bottom of the box.

And Zhou Yinqiao's conceited and proud surname is also vividly expressed in these few sentences.

"You will definitely not know how precious and scarce the materials used to make my seven bullets are, since I entered the Central Garrison Bureau to protect the country's leaders, even with the power of the country, it will take a full twenty years to collect all the materials, and to make these seven bullets, there will be one less with one, and there will never be one again!"

Zhou Yinqiao suddenly shook his wrist slightly, and with a soft sound, he withdrew the pistol magazine in his right hand, and the yellow bullets fell to the ground. His hand gently brushed the skin around his waist, and his movements were as gentle as caressing the cheek of his most beloved person, and even the expression on his face softened.

(To be continued)