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.

At the end, he moved his fingers, pulled out a silver-white bullet from the inside of the leather bag near the far left, and shook it towards Wang Chan in the distance: "Martial arts have reached a realm like yours, I am absolutely out of reach, I also heard that Wang Chan, your thirteen Taibao horizontal practice kung fu has been practiced to the point that there is no one before or after, and even ordinary rifle bullets can't break through the skin, so how about you try the power of my 'armor-piercing bullet' now." ”

"Don't think that if you abolish the two of us one after another, you will be able to cover the sky with one hand and win, the power of modern weapons is far more powerful than any fist martial arts. ”

Zhou Yinqiao put down the shelf, smiled, and with a movement of his thumb, the silver-white bullet more than three inches long had already clicked into the load.

He also knew that Wang Chan's boxing skills were powerful, he had supernatural powers, and he was fighting alone, and what he was most afraid of was to fight with him in close quarters.

In the face of Wang Chan, even Zhou Yinqiao, the number one master bodyguard in the interior, did not dare to be careless, and he couldn't strike a blow, and he showed the most powerful weapon in his life without hesitation.

Since ancient times, the literati have been inferior to each other, and the martial arts have fought among themselves, and no one will willingly admit that their skills are inferior to others.

Whether it is Wei Changjiang, Yu Xuanji, or Zhou Yinqiao, Marcus, after practicing boxing and martial arts to such a level, although they have long been out of reach out with ordinary people, they are high in the whole day, or hidden in the court, or hidden in the mountains and forests, in the end, they all come from a kind of deep in the heart of a martial artist.

No matter what the industry, the more fierce the competition, the more lonely it will be when you reach the top of the mountain.

And Zhou Yinqiao, who is proficient in gun skills, integrates the hidden weapon kung fu in martial arts with firearms and firearms, is in a high position, and has a unique way, which can be regarded as a combination of new and old techniques in addition to traditional boxing and martial arts. The lethality of its skills alone is already the pinnacle of what can be achieved in this world.

In other words, although Zhou Yinqiao's boxing skills are not good, his marksmanship is like a god, once he uses a gun, his deterrent power is ten times more terrifying than Wei Changjiang and Yu Xuanji, who have practiced supernatural boxing masters.

However, now, he suddenly discovered that there are still monsters and demons like Wang Chan in this world, and he can't even lock the marksmanship he is proud of, and he has used up two magazines in a row, and he can't even hurt the opponent by a single hair. In other words, Wang Chan in front of him is actually Zhou Yinqiao's biggest opponent in this life.

It's like thinking that Cleopatra, who is unparalleled in the world, suddenly discovers that the most beautiful woman in the world is not herself. The queen's first thought was certainly not to be convinced, but to turn her mind in extreme jealousy, thinking about how to kill the woman who was more beautiful than herself with a poisonous apple without realizing it.

It is recorded in the Bible that jealousy is one of the seven original sins of mankind. This is the common surname of all human beings, and there is no one who is better and stronger than himself. Especially Zhou Yinqiao, a figure whose eyes are above the top, who is high above the top and only interacts with national leaders.

So now, except for Wang Chan, it is not just because of the Lin family's entrustment to him, but more because Zhou Yinqiao himself doesn't want people like Wang Chan to continue to live.

"Firearms are always foreign objects, you rely too much on external objects, your thoughts are not pure, no wonder boxing and martial arts stopped here many years ago, and even the peak of the year can no longer be maintained. But if you really think that those broken copper and iron can hurt me Wang Chan, I have no reason to refuse, just shoot and try to see if I die or you die!"

Wang Chan smiled coldly, he didn't expect that in the end, it was Zhou Yinqiao, who had the worst martial arts, who gave him the biggest threat so far. Through the power of the state, there are only seven bullets, and the power must be amazing.

In the face of Zhou Yinqiao, the legendary Zhongnanhai "God of Guns", he also has to carefully weigh and weigh in his heart, once he starts to move, the powerful gunpowder weapon is not as good as fists and feet, and if he is not careful, it is definitely a matter of nine deaths.

"Practicing boxing to the point of being like yours is already the pinnacle of perfection, touching the zenith. Although I changed my route halfway and gave up martial arts, delved into gun skills, and I could not reach the top of boxing again in my life, but a hundred years of life, how short it is, no matter how boxing and marksmanship are always means used by people, where to distinguish between high and low. I have a gun in my hand, any boxer and martial artist, all will be dead, killing people is more powerful than any kung fu, especially this armor-piercing bullet, his material is simply the special alloy of your sword immortal sacrifice flying sword, since it was made, I haven't used it once, today I just took you to test the gun, to see if my alloy slug is powerful, or your sword fairy flying sword. ”

Zhou Yinqiao spoke calmly and slowly, as if he was not afraid of revealing the origin of his seven bullets, and directly told Wang Chan that his armor-piercing bullet was actually the essence of hardware used by the sword fairy to refine the flying sword. At the same time, a pair of eyes also locked on every subtle movement on Wang Chan's body, his breathing gradually became long and long, and the arm holding the gun was like iron, as if he was brewing the most powerful offensive in his life.

Since modern times, for hundreds of years, the process of cold weapons being gradually replaced by hot weapons is also the process of continuous decline and loss of boxing martial arts.

Is it invincible with firearms, or is it powerful with martial arts?

If firearms and firearms are really invincible, then what's the use of fist martial arts?

This is also the biggest question in the hearts of a very small number of people who can practice traditional martial arts to the realm for a long time.

And what he said just now is enough to show the contradiction in Zhou Yinqiao's heart, he practiced martial arts as a teenager, and turned to practice guns as a young man, don't take a strange path for decades, combine the family boxing martial arts and modern weapons, practice his own killing skills, and be invincible.

I thought that I had found the answer to this question, "There is no one who is superior or inferior in firearms and martial arts, and only when they are combined can they exert the greatest power." "Who knew that I met Wang Chan today, but the conclusion that he had always been firm in his heart was almost completely overturned.

Therefore, Zhou Yinqiao had to verify it desperately, only by killing Wang Chan could he "feel at ease".

Similarly, Wang Chan is also a person who runs all the way to the black, especially after he has cultivated the magic power of the soldier, he believes in his heart that his previous thoughts are not wrong, and there must be a broader world in addition to the existing boxing techniques.

In this world, people are the protagonists, and there will never be any room for firearms and weapons to exert their power.

Practicing boxing for 20 years is not as good as moving two fingers, this is the power of firearms and weapons, and the magic power outside of boxing and martial arts is beyond the inherent imagination of human beings.

If Zhou Yinqiao is called a god because of his guns, and his lethality is unstoppable, then Wang Chan represents the pinnacle of human physical ability and the inheritor of the era of cold weapons.

Now the battle between the two people can even be said to be a duel between two eras in a sense.

Did Zhou Yinqiao kill Wang Chan, or did Wang Chan kill Zhou Yinqiao?

"Haha, your marksmanship is amazing, ten times more powerful than all the sharpshooters I have met before, firearms and firearms can indeed exert the greatest power in your hands, if you want to come and kill me, then come! ”

When Wang Chan heard Zhou Yinqiao deliberately say the words to put pressure on himself, instead of feeling the slightest pressure in his heart, an incomparable fighting spirit rose up. He is now in a very special moment, every battle will give him a sharpening, so that he can grow up quickly, people who practice boxing, seek death or not survive, only between life and death, can stimulate their most powerful potential, simply rely on hard training, to the extent of Wang Chan, there is no room for progress.

While speaking, Wang Chan's footsteps moved, his knees bent down slightly, and he set up a portal, and the big lama stood on the spot, and he didn't even take the lead, but braked quietly, waiting for Zhou Yinqiao to shoot at him.

"Let's go up together, and see if one of the four of you can survive after today's battle?"

Wang Chan looked up to the sky and you are a haha, facing Zhou Yinqiao, the "god of the gun" who even took out the weapon at the bottom of the box, and Marcus, who was tall and eager to try, Wang Chan was angry and rushed to the canopy, and he was arrogant, completely looking like he was happy to see the hunt and couldn't wait.

In the midst of laughter, his clothes were hunting in the night wind, and under the clear and cold moon, a shadow was dragged long and thin.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him. Whoever comes to kill may also be killed. Indeed, after today's battle, if Wang Chan wins, then no one of the four people present will be able to live, and on the contrary, Wang Chan will not be able to live.

At this time, Zhou Yinqiao and Marcus were engrossed, and no one made the slightest sound, and the atmosphere in the field became more and more solemn, seeing that Wang Chan's whole body was exposed under the muzzle, Zhou Yinqiao had no intention of shooting immediately. Both of them are one of the most high-end military beings in the world today, they can't blink when they kill people, the reason why they haven't made a move for a long time is not because they are afraid, but because Wang Chan is now standing in this position very mysterious, next to it is a broken wall, able to attack and defend, advance and retreat freely, and now shooting, Zhou Yinqiao has no bottom in his heart.

In other words, if the three of them want to make a move, Wang Chan can dodge left and right, and can rely on the wall more than half a meter thick to resist the bullet at any time.

Moreover, the abandoned factory they are in is also built in the former Soviet Union era, and the walls of the factory courtyard are all built together with large bluestone barriers pulled out of the nearby mountains from local materials, and the outside is smoothed with military cement.

If you want to attack Wang Chan, unless Zhou Yinqiao is absolutely sure, the moment the opponent dodges, he sends a bullet into Wang Chan's head.

Can Wang Chan's martial arts, has long been a magic machine round, no one can commit, can walk between sitting and lying, everywhere around the body can pounce on people outside the zhang, all the time, but also can not see and hear in the danger and avoid, the five senses and six senses are sensitive incredible.

Obviously, Zhou Yinqiao was also not sure about locking Wang Chan's figure in this situation.

Masters compete, only in a moment. It is not just a combination of physical strength and skill, but it is affected by many factors, such as the right time and place, psychology, and luck. Now that Wang Chan is in charge, he seems to be exposed to the muzzle, like a fixed target, but in fact he is not moving, as long as Zhou Yinqiao moves, he will definitely move faster.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be like death for him to stand here and have a gun pointed at his head?

However, this situation did not last long, and the two sides were highly concentrated, and the longer the time, the greater the chance of exposing the flaws and taking advantage of the enemy.

So Zhou Yinqiao's side finally made a move.

But it was not Zhou Yinqiao who did it, but the blonde and blue-eyed Marcus beside him.

Marcus was originally the most powerful demon king-level boxer in the black boxing arena, born with a cruel surname, although he has long since retired, but because of the practice of Chinese martial arts, he has obtained the essence of the two schools of iron arm and foot poke, and his fighting kung fu has risen instead of falling, and it is even more powerful than when he was at his peak. Since he is not a Chinese and does not understand the principles of national arts, he has previously worked with Su Hanshan and fought for a long time, and he has already accumulated a belly of fire, so he is not afraid to see Wang Chan solve Wei Changjiang and Yu Xuanji in a few moves. The strength that had been brewing on the side for most of the day suddenly burst out, and suddenly the strong wind overflowed, like a tiger coming out of the gate.

Underground boxing is about attacking, attacking, attacking, and attacking endlessly, because once a fighter is unable to attack and is forced to defend, then waiting for his fate can only be a dead end. Therefore, Marcus's move was immediately with all his strength, up and down, hands and feet together, and there was no trace of defense.

I saw this blonde man, between his hands, he only took the lead in taking a deep breath, swallowed it in his abdomen, and suddenly his lower abdomen bulged up, becoming like a pregnant woman who was pregnant for ten months. Immediately, his stomach shook and flicked, and his huge body seemed to be supported by a force in his body to float, his feet and hands, brushing, sweeping thirty or forty steps, and a few points under his feet, the whole person was like a wild buffalo galloping on the prairie, with red eyes, and savagely rushing. As soon as he arrived in front of Wang Chan, he shook the palm windmill the size of a fan, smashed his head and face, and directly pinched the other hand into an iron claw and grabbed Wang Chan's lower abdomen, with long hands and long feet, fierce and abnormal.

Marcus is about two meters tall, and his arm length is also a cut longer than Wang Chan, the front end of his big hand, five nails, and the roots pop out of the flesh, clanging, like five daggers, as long as one is grabbed, the iron and stone will be pulled out of a hole.

This general-level combat instructor of the current US Delta Force, after enduring for half a night, finally burst out of his most ferocious and wild power, urging his hands and feet with the "swallowing qi" method in the foot poking kung fu, and the upper step is an "iron arm skill", and the backhand adds a move "iron claw" to cut the abdomen, carrying a body of more than 200 catties, and rushing at high speed, which is really fierce and cannot be underestimated.

His qi swallowing method is also a stunt on the verge of being lost in the domestic foot poking door, and he used it, which is actually somewhat similar to the kung fu of Wudang Jin Chanmen's "Big Toad Qi" practiced by Wang Chan, and it is obvious that he has obtained the essence of domestic qi training.

Hitting people to exert force, the force comes out from the inside, the real strength of the inner family acts on all parts of the body, as soon as the large and small intestines peristalsis, the force bursts out to urge the whole body to strength, just like a high-power generator hidden in the body, this is the mystery of swallowing qi and practicing qi.

Especially the kung fu in Marcus's hands is an authentic iron arm skill, and when practiced to this extent, it is not much different from steel and iron bones, with one claw and one punch, it has the power to shatter steel, piercing the belly of the ox, and killing the galloping horse can only be regarded as a piece of cake.

When he was not retired, Marcus once performed this kung fu in the black boxing ring, and asked someone to bring a bison weighing a thousand pounds, he picked up his arms, five fingers like hooks, and one claw buckled on the bison's head, and with a strong insertion and grabbing, he could shatter the hardest skull on the cow's body and grab all the brains.

Wang Chan's eyes narrowed, and he stood motionless on the spot, in his sense, Marcus's move was just a false appearance, and it did not pose any threat to him at all. And he also knew that Marcus's move was just a premise, and the ensuing Zhou Yinqiao was the beginning of the show.

In this case, in the face of the all-out attack of Marcus, the demon king-level underground boxing champion, Wang Chan didn't even have the slightest intention of fighting.

"If you look for death yourself, who will complain?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he lightly stretched out his ape arm, the red light on Wang Chan's right hand was dazzling, and the seven-killing knife more than half a foot long penetrated out of his body, and before Marcus touched his body, he immediately sent it forward and grabbed it, pinching it into a tiger's claw, above and below, facing an iron claw under Marcus.

Marcus's style of play is tough and domineering, but it can't shake Wang Chan's mind at all.

Wang Chan grabbed and grabbed with claws, claw to claw, leaving no room for anything, and made up his mind to send the blonde man away with one move.

No matter how high your martial arts practice is, it is a mundane means, and you can't get on the stage. Wang Chan wanted to kill people and kill Lisuo, so naturally there were countless means at his disposal, among which the Seven Killing Blood Knife that he practiced between the ten fingers of his hands was the most powerful.

The next moment, Marcus's eyelids jumped wildly, and his whole body seemed to have been doused with ice water, and all his hairs stood up with stimulation. Although he didn't understand the mystery of Wang Chan's kung fu and grasping the right grasp, he instinctively felt the evil qi in Wang Chan's hand that made his bone marrow almost freeze on the spot.

Marcus is no stranger to this kind of aura, and every time someone dies in the black boxing ring, it is when this aura is at its strongest. It's a pity that at this time, everything is too late, Wang Chan's hand first shattered his steely palm and forearm, and before the pain could reach his brain, Marcus saw with his own eyes that blood began to spurt out from his lower abdomen.

One of Wang Chan's hands had pierced his chest and abdomen, crushing his spine.

At the same time, Wang Chan's seemingly casual movement immediately created a perfect opportunity for Zhou Yinqiao.

With a bang, the barrel of the gun in the distance suddenly erupted a tongue of fire, which spanned dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, and shot into the back of Marcus, who was not completely dead, in an instant.

(To be continued)