Chapter 199 Let the bullets fly down

In order to kill Wang Chan, Zhou Yinqiao didn't care about Marcus's life or death at all. Marcus couldn't help pounce on Wang Chan for a moment. Although he did not succeed in shaking the opponent's footsteps, he did break the balance of stalemate in the field. Therefore, as soon as Wang Chan's side moved, the seven-kill blood knife destroyed Marcus's chest and abdomen, twisted the blonde man's internal organs, and finally crushed him. The spine of the dragon, the finger of Zhou Yinqiao over there is a movement.

Poo! At the same time, the silver-white bullet more than three inches long got into Marcus' back at the same time.

After retiring many years ago, Marcus was introduced by an intermediary and became an American citizen. He was absorbed as a fighting instructor by the Delta Special Brigade, which is known as the most powerful special forces in the world. In a few years, he is now at least an official. In this aspect, he is tit-for-for-one with the forces represented by Zhou Yinqiao. In contrast, Zhou Yinqiao did not intend to let Marcus go at the beginning.

It's just that this foreign man is really fierce. He had to use him to deal with their biggest enemy, Wang Chan, so he didn't do it for a long time.

Now, Marcus took the lead and became a mantis to catch "Zen", and finally lost all its value, so Zhou Yinqiao's "yellow finch" also planned to kill "two birds with one stone".

The distance between him and Wang Chan is no more than 50 meters. With his special powerful gun, the speed after the bullet is loaded can almost exceed 700 meters per second, twice the speed of sound. That is to say, at the moment he pulls the trigger, before Wang Chan's ears hear the gunshot, the bullet will be after 0.01 seconds. He shot through Marcus' body and hit Wang Chan.

Two birds with one stone and two birds with one stone.

Ren is Wang Chan's horizontal practice has reached the top level, which can block the shooting of ordinary pistols at close range, but Zhou Yinqiao will never believe that he will block his "in armor-piercing bullet" with his flesh and blood.

Because the material of his bullet was originally a small number of hardware elites left when Ye Tianshi sacrificed the sword fairy flying sword. After falling into the hands of the country, it took several turns to finally cast an armor-piercing bullet for him.

That is to say, his bullet is actually a flying sword that has not been sacrificed. It is shot out with a powerful firearm, which is simply faster than the ordinary sword fairy flying sword. It can easily shoot through two-foot-thick alloy armor, but the bullet will not have any deformation and wear.

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

This is not something like "he is strong, the breeze blows the hills, he is crosses him, and the moon shines on the river" and so on.

It is a real frontal contact, the collision of steel and flesh and blood. Whoever is hard can win, and whoever is soft will die.

With rigid steel, to fight hard!

Wang Chan now seems to be a beast exposed under the hunter's muzzle in the mountain forest. He can't hide, and he doesn't have time to dodge. He can only rush up against the bullet.

A bullet with more than twice the speed of sound, no matter how fast he is, where can he hide?

However, Wang Chan has always done things according to his ability. In the face of Zhou Yinqiao, who was full of confidence, he was also full of waves in his heart. He had been calculating for a long time. When he raised his hand to pierce Marcus' chest and abdomen and took out a big hole, he knew the direction of Zhou Yinqiao's muzzle in advance. Suddenly, his eyelids jumped wildly on his wrist. The skin is fierce**, and the blue veins that are as thick as the roots of an old tree float on the arm. The whole body shows a piece of metallic color from the shoulder down to the fingernails on the tip of the finger of the finger. Obviously, before he pulls out the palm trapped in Marcus's stomach, he has already put the thirteen The method of preservation and refining has been running with all its strength.

At the same time, the five fingers were grasped out of thin air, and the five fingertips all rushed out more than half a foot of blood-red light. The root was like a red jade agate, condensed into a solid, and only grasped it hard. Suddenly, Marcus' whole body was torn apart. I don't know whether it was the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidney, or big. The small intestines were all divided and broken in the stirring of this red light, followed by the bullet that could be shot into Marcus's back.

No one can see what happened in the field in such a short time, and Wang Chan can't. But he has cultivated a magical power, and under the full power of five senses and six senses, he can cover the place with a radius of hundreds of meters, so that there is no escape from any wind and grass. A little spiritual knowledge in the underworld, just in the moment of Zhou Yinqiao's finger movement, the dangerous feeling has been called Wang Chan Ruwang on his back, and the pain in his chest is almost **.

The five-and-killing knife light rushed out of his body and extended along his fingers. From afar, it looked as if Wang Chan's palm was ten times larger. The red and jade-like knife light was crisscrossed, and he clenched it out of thin air. Suddenly, 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, jingling, a series of gold and iron intersect, and the crisp sound of each other came into the ears, and the next moment, countless dazzling sparks flew around. I only saw Wang Chan's horrible big hand, straight in the air, and several blood-red lights at his fingertips grabbed a silver-white bullet more than three inches long. He couldn't help trembling and screaming, just like a small silver fish away from the water.

The next moment, Wang Chan let out a "buzz" hum in his nose, and he couldn't help taking half a step back under his feet. He turned his five fingers, and the red light dissipated, revealing the high temperature in his palm, and the whole body was engraved with exquisite patterns of bullets.

There is no way to avoid shooting at more than twice the speed of sound. Wang Chan actually caught Zhou Yinqiao's armor-piercing bullet with infinite expectations like a fly.

It was not until then that a dull gunshot came from his ear.

"How is this possible? My eyes must be dazzled...!!"

Zhou Yinqiao's eyes bulged like goldfish in an instant, almost staring out of his eyes. Although his eyesight is not as good as Wang Chan's, but because he finally practiced guns, his eyes were also white in the empty room. He could see things in the dark and practiced a pair of night eyes, far beyond the ordinary boxing master. But it was also because of his good eyesight that the shock in his heart was unprecedentedly huge.

"Where is this Wang Chan still a person? It's just a demon. Even the armor-piercing bullet I shot can be caught out of thin air and held in the palm of my hand, which is simply incredible. I heard that he could block bullets before. Although he was surprised, he was also acceptable. After all, now ordinary people can wear bulletproof vests to block ordinary pistol shooting, which is nothing in our eyes. But at present, his efforts to grasp bullets are really beyond the scope of human beings. He is against such a person. Even I am not sure at all. It's better to retreat. As for whether Wang Chan is dead or alive, he has his own heart.

For a moment, Zhou Yinqiao only felt that his scalp was numb and his back was cold. His mind moved, and he actually said he would leave without any hesitation. At present, he was shocked. He retreated quickly at his feet. He and Wang Chan were dozens of meters apart, and there was a gun in his hand, so he was not afraid that Wang Chan would chase him later.

The bodyguard bodyguards of the domestic Central Security Bureau are all iron-blooded soldiers selected from the whole [***] team. They are absolutely loyal, and their one-handed shooting skills have been specially trained, and Zhou Yinqiao is the chief instructor of these people. Obviously, it is even more horrible, otherwise they will not be named "Gun God".

Shooting is on the one hand. The most important thing is that he has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and he can be called a master master. Then he combines the family's hidden weapon technique with gunnery to carry out modern and all-round tactical training to ensure that he can effectively kill the enemy and save himself under any circumstances.

This is his unique door, which will never be passed on. It is even more ferocious than the magic power of Wei Changjiang and Yu Xuanji. Zhou Yinqiao's ancestors died under the platoon guns of the Eight-Nation Alliance. Several generations have been learning lessons. It was not until his generation that he seamlessly practiced the combination of marksmanship, martial arts and hidden weapon techniques. Unbelievable magical power and lethality.

And this is exactly where he dares to be single to face Wang Chan. Although just now, he was shocked by Wang Chan's magic power of grabbing bullets. He didn't have the courage to continue to work hard, but he had enough confidence to retreat.

Martial arts have declined. Only by constantly advancing with the times and absorbing the nutrition 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 because of this unwavering belief that the same gun in his hand has a spiritual surname that others don't have.

His shooting, which integrates his spiritual will, has become pure. To some extent, this has touched the fur of the ancient soldiers' sacrificed divine soldiers. If it is the case, give him another ten or twenty years of kung fu, maybe Zhou Yinqiao can touch the class bypass, and really achieve the harmony between people and guns, guns and people.

Unfortunately, today he is against Wang Chan.

Being caught by others! Sudden! Sudden! He ran all over the field with his buttocks, and he had to try to grab a sword-like bullet with his hand. Wang Chan's face was full of good, but in fact, he was already angry.

"You shot me and still want to leave alive. Who do you think I am Wang Chan?" Zhou Yinqiao's seven bullets leaning on the Great Wall now only use one armor-piercing bullet, and six bullets with unknown effect. God knows how powerful it is. If this man really wants to run out, he will hide somewhere to draw a cold man and release a dark gun, but how troublesome it will be.

So of course, Wang Chan refused to let people go, leaving him with future trouble.

(to be continued)