Chapter 54 The World Newspaper

Wang Chan and Zhang Daocheng are all martial arts masters. They have five senses and are different from ordinary people. At a young age, they have rich experience in fighting. One is quite old age and has become an elite in life. As soon as they hear the sound of footsteps from outside the door, they immediately have a virtual image in their mind that is almost the same as the actual situation.

Speculation and reality are almost the same!

Zhang Daocheng's eyes tightened, and suddenly his body shook. He went to grab the Tianjia stone in Wang Chan's hand, and then jumped back. His body was like a big horse monkey in the mountain. He stepped on **, and the next step was to the window.

This old man is almost 70 years old, but his hands and feet are incredibly fast. As soon as he feels bad, he immediately occupies a favorable position and is ready to jump off the building at any time.

Although this is the 18th floor of Jinhai Tower, dozens of meters above the ground, Zhang Daocheng is not stupid enough to jump to the ground. With his ability, as long as he breaks through the window and jumps out, he can raise his hand to grab the balcony of any floor below and turn over.

"This old man is very desperate. There are three people outside the door who have the same steps and coordinated movements. They are either retired soldiers or foreign mercenaries hired by Liu Laosan, and there is another one with his toes and light movements, like a white crane. He should be a practitioner who practices white crane boxing and is a master!"

Wang Chan let Zhang Daocheng grab the Tiangane stone from his own hand, and ignored it. The cold light in his eyes flashed. He was about to jump to the window like Zhang Daocheng, but the corner of his eyes flashed coldly. When he saw the door in the living room outside suddenly move, he was pushed open a small gap.

Then a figure, brushed and dodged in, pointed to the ground, and skimmed more than ten steps. The speed was so fast that it could not be seen. His hands were open, just like a pair of wings growing on his back.

And as soon as the figure flashed into the room, he immediately shook his hand at Wang Chan's room and fired a bullet.

This man is still in mid-air, his feet have not yet landed, and he is more than ten meters away from Wang Chan's room, but the accuracy of shooting is incredible.

Fortunately, Wang Chan, who was at the door, saw the opportunity quickly. He moved his body and closed the door with his backhand. At the same time, the whole person rushed forward, shrinking like a ball, dripping all over the ground.

"Ban!" A loud noise came to his ears. In his busy schedule, he looked up. Wang Chan saw that the door he closed was in the middle, breaking a big hole the size of a fist. I don't know what kind of pistol is used in the hand of the person who rushed in. It is so powerful that it can penetrate the three-inch thick solid wood door panel.

Then, there were a few more shots. Looking out through the hole in the door, I saw three cold men with flat heads and about the same height. They broke into the house. Everyone was holding a huge black pistol in their hands. They rushed over and shot at the door in a straight face. The front door is full of big holes in the blink of an eye, like a sieve.

"Uh!" With a muffled hum, Wang Chan saw at a glance that standing on Zhang Daocheng's old vest in front of the window, a blood flower splashed high, and his body was shaking violently outside the window.

Then, the door was beaten to pieces, almost broken in two from the middle, and several more bullets were fired in without hindrance, directly into Zhang Daocheng's back heart, and a large volume of blood arrows rushed out.

This old man tried his best to carry it to the ground. He looked at Wang Chan on the ground and died of breath.

Poor Zhang Daocheng, thousands of miles from Laoshan in the East China Sea all the way here. He just got the coveted Tian Gang Stone from Wang Chan. In a blink of an eye, he was shot to death by someone. He really couldn't close his eyes.

"What kind of gun is this? How can it be so powerful? If the pistol in Sun Changfeng's hand had this power, I would definitely not be able to live now. After all, martial arts is still declining..." Looking at Zhang Daocheng's death in front of his eyes, Wang Chan suddenly felt a sad feeling in his heart, as if he had also been concentrated by the pistol.

Such a firearm is too powerful. Three or five people are together and shoot indiscriminately. No matter how many years of martial arts you have practiced, what kind of boxing master you are, it is inevitable to die in the end.

Just like Cheng Tinghua, the founder of the program Baguazhang in those years, and Xue Ding, the master of Xingyi Boxing, were forced to death and shot with a gun. Although Wang Chan practiced as the thirteenth Taibao, he could not enter with knives and guns, but his whole body was iron and could twist a few nails. If he was really surrounded by these people in the room, he could only die on the spot, and there was no way to live.

"Wang Chan, where are you going if you hurt my apprentice? Let's talk about it later!"

With a loud shout, the door rumbled to the ground and fell to the ground. When he rushed into one person, it was Lin Yuanshan's middle-aged man in Tang clothes and respected by him as a tall and old man, that is, the master of the two tall, thin, short and fat brothers who were injured by Wang Chan in the red sleeve forest.

And this man was also a famous boxer on the southern coast. His children were all over the world. He was a first-class master of Yongchun white crane boxing. He was a first-class master.

Seeing Zhang Daocheng in the room, he was shot to death by his side in a blink of an eye. The old man was afraid that Wang Chan would take the opportunity to slip away. He quickly shouted loudly, grabbed the three companions behind him, and kicked open the door of the inner room.

However, he broke into the house and blocked the door. He immediately made an extremely serious mistake, which made himself in danger.

Because at this time, Wang Chan knew that it was too late to turn around and leave again. Therefore, he did not choose to get out of the window like Zhang Daocheng at all, but bounced his body, like a huge centipede jumping up from the ground, waving his crotch sideways, and grabbing seven or eight steps from the side of the door, half The empty body leaned forward and squatted down, gathered on his shoulders, and suddenly bumped into Gao Lao's chest with lightning speed.

And this series of changes, that is, in the blink of an eye, the time to vent is not over.

The old man who thought he had a chance of winning fell into a crisis!

Eat the consequences!

Wang Chan rushed up, and there was a famous hall called "hungry tiger to eat". The kung fu of hitting people with his shoulders was the killing move in Bajiquan. Between the rushing and bumping, the whole person was completely integrated. The spine dragon affected all the changes in the whole body. The speed was so fast and the momentum was so fierce that it was comparable to that on the highway. Heavy trucks full of cargo with fast driving and brake failure.

When a heavy truck with a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour is driving on the highway, the strong wind from the huge body is enough to make people breathe stagnate. With the power of impact, all small cars will become pies made of steel.

It's like Wang Chan's rushing up now, like a tiger with red eyes and seeing its prey. The speed is so fast that it really uses all its whole body's strength and crashes to the limit. Within a short distance of seven or eight steps, the sound of the body hitting the air is like thunder, roaring. It is almost no different from the close-range sprint of a heavy truck.

Although Gao Lao had fully estimated Wang Chan's strength, when he really faced Wang Chan, he found that he still greatly underestimated his opponent's strength. Under Wang Chan's attack, the fishy wind was overflowing and the speed was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to raise his gun to shoot.

In his busy schedule, he had to roar. The golden carp fell down, stepped on the ground, broke the carpet, and retreated desperately, but collided with the three companions who had just caught up behind him. The four of them looked up to the sky together and fell into a ball. It was so embarrassing.

I didn't expect that Mr. Gao could avoid his own bump. With all his strength, Wang Chan couldn't stop his footsteps and it was difficult to turn back. Otherwise, with his ability, he could kill all four people who fell to the ground with three fists and two feet at this time, and none of them could live.

Therefore, when the four Gao Lao four fell into a ball, Wang Chan couldn't stop and bumped into the wall next to the door.

Boom!

Immediately after! The wall on one side of the room was shouldered by Wang Chan, and a human-shaped hole was immediately hit by a human-shaped hole. For a while, brick debris and reinforced cement flew all over the sky.

Wang Zen has directly bumped into a room next door.

At the same time, the four seniors who fell outside the house also turned over at this time. The three cold men in Zhongshan clothes were worthy of being elite soldiers who had received harsh military training. Although the speed of standing up was not as fast as Gao Lao, they got up and rolled over, but the gun in their hands was already cracking. One person fired four shots in a row, intertwining the tattered doors in front of several people into a "fire".

If Wang Chan takes advantage of the victory at this time, he will definitely be beaten like a hornet's nest.

Gao Lao was shy and angry. As soon as he stood up from the ground, he saw Wang Chan hitting a big hole in the wall. He rushed forward and rushed into the room. Then he chased to the next room. He immediately saw that the door of the room was empty, and Wang Chan's back shook past.

He really hated Wang Chan in his heart. When Gao Lao saw Wang Chan's figure, he no longer waited for the last three companions and chased him out. He saw Wang Chan's figure flashing in the presidential suite he entered. Suddenly, he suddenly jumped in his heart and shouted, "It's not good! I was fooled!"

When he chased him to the president's suite in a circle, he saw his three companions with guns in the room, roaring and screaming. Wang Chan, who flew up behind him, punched him one by one by one, pierced his chest, broke his spine, and stained with blood on the spot.

"I took advantage of you in this transaction, but I don't owe you either. These three people give you interest, and one will be repaid to you later! I hope you will be reincarnated at ease when you get to the bottom and start all over again!" After bumping into the next room, Wang Chan did not leave without breaking the window at the first time, but to everyone's surprise. He held Gao Lao's nose in the two rooms on the 18th floor and made a big circle.

Returned and killed the three middle-aged men who had just stood up from the ground.

Although these people have good physical strength and have received strict military training, compared with Wang Chan, if they can't shoot, they will be like children with no power to tie chickens, one punch at a time, and they will all end.

With his body, Wang Chan then rushed into Zhang Daocheng's room, reached out and gently wiped his eyelids, making him close his eyes, and then took the Tianjia stone he clenched in his hand and put it around his neck. Looking back, he saw the monkey-like madman rushing in like a monkey. Behind him were more than a dozen heavily armed security guards of Jinhai Tower.

Suddenly, he smiled ferociously, turned his body back and jumped into the night outside.

Gao Lao took three steps and two steps, chased to the window, looked down, and saw that Wang Chan, like a long-armed ape at this time, jumped down one by one from the balcony layer after another. Only a dozen ups and downs in the dark had fallen on the ground in front of the Jinhai Tower.

He stretched out his hand and shook it vigorously towards Gao Lao. Wang Chan stood his palm like a knife on his neck, like a knife. He made a gesture of killing his head and did not speak. Before those security guards appeared at the window and raised their guns to shoot, he rushed into the rain curtain that had not yet dissipated like a cheetah, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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