Chapter 200 All accounts

"Go!"

At this time, Zhou Yinqiao showed his decisive side as a soldier.

Although he still has a gun in his hand and six special bullets with different powers, in the face of Wang Chan, a monster like "evil" than a man, there is no need for him to stay and fight with Wang Chan to the end.

As long as people live and don't die, there will be a chance sooner or later!

Absorbed the experience and lessons of this time. The next time he meets Wang Chan, Zhou Yinqiao will never be within 100 meters of Wang Chan's body. At that time, he will also change another long-range combat weapon. If ordinary bullets don't work, then change the gun grenade!

A few miles away from a sniper, Zhou Yinqiao is not an ordinary sniper. Even if he misses again, he can easily retreat anytime and anywhere without worrying about the threat brought by Wang Chan.

A master, especially a special master like him, is definitely not used for casual sacrifice. Good steel should be used on the blade, and his ability is more suitable for assassination and sniping. Zhou Yinqiao is very clear in his heart that although there is a head-on conflict, he may not all lose face, but after all, the death may be very big.

With his status today, how can he die easily? He also has a good future and life. He died in a foreign country. What kind of thing is this?

So the next moment when Zhou Yinqiao grabbed Wang Chan's bullet, he couldn't help retreating in the opposite direction.

The most standard tactical retreat action, coupled with the ancestral "running darts" kung fu of the Zhou family in Cangzhou, although Zhou Yinqiao walked backwards and did not turn around, but the pace of his feet moved and brushed. The sound was like a grass on the ground. The two feet were moving together. The small arms with the gun were motionless, but the shoulders and elbows were two with the backs. The tendon muscles trembled violently, as if they had a wing on their legs, as fast as a running horse, and went backwards a hundred meters away in just one breath. Then he was a little relieved. He quickly turned around, danced, stretched his arms, and brushed a few points on the ground very lightly and quickly, and his body turned to the next cat. The waist has rushed into the weeds high of more than one person and disappeared.

In ancient times, the bodyguards walked the bodyguards. Except for the bodyguards, the other followers were all called "Wanzi Hand". It is said that one of the sources is the "Wen Wanzi" and "Wu Wanzi" in the boxing method, which were used on a pair of legs and practiced to the depths. As soon as they ran, it was like a large cat, and the body was tight down. Shrinking, leaning forward, the two calves swinging extremely fast, hitting the buttocks to maintain the balance of the body. Looking at it from a distance, it is like a figure flying close to the ground, so the kung fu on the foot in the dart is also known as the "land flying skill". It is said that the best practice from ancient times to the present is the Shenxing Taibao Daizong in the Water Margin, who can run 800 miles a day.

Zhou Yinqiao's "running darts" kung fu is definitely not as good as that of the legendary Dai Zong, but when he looks far away, it is also ups and downs, like a tiger and a leopard running, like a soar in the air, full of momentum, rampage, where his body passes, the ground is full of dense cracks, snow and ice splashes, all of which are all under his feet. The big impulse broke open.

And at the same time, he saw Zhou Yinqiao leaving alone. Yu Xuanji, who had just struggled to stand up from the ground in the sidelines, also looked pale at this time, huh! He spit out a mouthful of blood and turned around and left.

Although he was very unwilling, it was a mistake for the last unfathomable Wang Chan, because Wang Chan took action and put down Wei Changjiang neatly. He killed Marcus, all of which were quite unreasonable moves. Yu Xuanji himself could not die on the spot, but he still entrusted Zhou. Behind the silver bridge, Wang Chan's blessing was plotted, so that he could almost leave a life.

It's just a blessing to be able to do this step. She asked her to fight with Wang Chan again. Even if she lent her a hundred guts, she didn't dare. At the moment, she only moved her skills to close a few blood vessels in her chest, temporarily stopped the blood, and then she staggered and ran back to her life.

However, Wang Chan was already murderous at this time. His eyes were full of blood when he was stimulated by Zhou Yinqiao's shot. He saw Zhou Yinqiao turn around and rushed into the grass and run away. He snorted coldly, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he stepped on the ground with a bang, a hundred steps, and arrived in front of Yu Xuanji. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and fought.

Whoever comes to kill me, I will kill anyone! This is the concept that Wang Chan has always adhered to. Naturally, he can't let go of anyone who came to kill him tonight. Zhou Yinqiao had a gun in his hand and a few bullets with huge power. He just received one, which had made his fingers numb. With all his strength, he only felt that the strength on this bullet was simply not as strong as that of Ye Tianshi at the beginning. The strength of the flying sword is slightly worse. If Zhou Yinqiao is dying desperately, and a few more, I'm afraid he can't hold it as safely as this time.

Instead of this, it's better to let him run away first, slack off his spirit, and then chase him down. With his current ability, he can surpass the world's fastest sports car in a short distance, so he is not afraid of how far Zhou Yinqiao can run in such a little time.

However, if you want to kill Zhou Yinqiao, you have to kill Yu Xuanji first, otherwise this person will definitely run away as soon as he walks away. As for Wei Changjiang, who fell to the ground on the other side and did not know life and death, Wang Chan did not worry. The chest, abdomen and back were pierced by his own claws, hurting his internal organs and organs. Now he has more and less breath, and he doesn't have to do it by himself at all. After a while, he can only lose too much blood to kill him.

Ang! Sneer!

Although this has come to this point, Wang Chan still refused to be careless when dealing with this all-true Huangguan Nvdao. The action is the killing move of the five elements of the magic boxing "turtle and snake plate". He clenched his fist in one hand and clammed in the air, making a loud cry like a tortoise roar. He was powerful and domineering, but the other hand turned into a soft finger. It looks like boneless, half of its five fingers are not open, and the fishy wind hits the face. It seems to have turned into a gorgeous python. The sound of the fingertips sweeping through the air, sneered through the air, which is extremely sharp.

As soon as it is soft, the tortoise and snake coiled, and together seemed to set off thousands of waves in the flat ground, from which a Xuanwu monster emerged, shaking its head and tail, and staring at the world.

At this time, Yu Xuanji only felt a loud noise from his head. Under his body, the water was as sharp as a knife. His body was as unstable, and his feet shook. The feeling was like falling into the drum washing machine. He was dizzy. In a blink of an eye, another The huge and boundless breath like the top of Mount Tai hit her head, causing her to burst into time, her eyes were full of stars, and she was about to die.

Instinctively stretched out her hand up and fiercely, she could no longer care that the wound on her chest was spewing out like a spring of blood. Her hands were full of blue electric fire. At this time, any language is pale and powerless. Yu Xuanji can only trap the beast and fight desperately. Wang Chan came so fast that she couldn't turn her thoughts. The next moment, she sat down, and her feet stepped into the hard frozen land, one point in two hands, one move left and right. He caught Wang Chan's turtle and snake.

Although he was seriously injured, the master was a master after all. Yu Xuanji felt the great power between Wang Chan's hands, and his body naturally moved. He used the fastest "left and right hand" to block one hand and punch with the other.

How did she know that when her hands had just touched Wang Chan's palm, all of a sudden, the force turned, as if the huge whirlpool generated out of thin air on the sea suddenly twisted her body, and in an instant, her whole body couldn't help tilting to one side.

The last change of the boxing shelf of the turtle and snake plate is that Wang Chan's move is the combination of rigidity and softness, the combination of water and fire, and the place where the boxing is shroud will be affected by his true strength outside the body. Although this effect on Yu Xuanji, a master who has become a magical power, is insignificant and has little effect. It can only make her sluggish a little, but it is enough for Wang Chan.

Sooner or later, Wang Chan's hands buzzed and trembled. As soon as he went up and down, he suddenly closed and bumped into Yu Xuanji's body.

"The power of hegemony"!

In a moment, Yu Xuanji's body was hit by this, and his whole body was like a scarecrow, flying out in the clouds and fog.

The crisp sound of bone cracks suddenly came out of a long way in the quiet night. After a moment, Yu Xuanji's body fell to the ground, and his whole body spewed out slender blood like a fountain.

The last change of Wang Chan's move is that the integration is strong and soft. Before he gets home, he can shake off the thick larch in the Siberian primitive forest. The surface is not hurt, and the inside is smashed. Yu Xuanji, who was hit by this punch, there is no way to live. Before people land, the internal organs have become A pot of minced meat can't be killed again.

"Clean up here, and I'll be back when I go!" Slowly withdrawing his fist, Wang Chan had already come out of the ruins. Wu Zhong and eight people, who were fully armed, said lightly. Before the words fell, the man had already raised his arms into the air. He jumped up to the tip of the grass like a bird, drew a half an arc in place, and chased in the direction of Zhou Yinqiao who had just left.

This person is too dangerous to stay!

If you want to leave, you can give up what you can. When it's time to take action, you will never be soft-hearted. If you don't hit it, you will escape thousands of miles away. In ancient times, such a person was a great assassin who could assassinate the emperor's generals, and his surname was Liangbo. God knows that if he is asked to leave this time, will Zhou Yinqiao carry a "single soldier missile" to plot himself a few kilometers away next time...

So Zhou Yinqiao must die.

The night is as cool as water. It is already ten minutes in the second half of the night. The whole of Novosibirsk is immersed in darkness. Only a bright moon above the head sprinkles pieces of light without hesitation, reflecting the snow on the ground, and can barely make people see the road under their feet and some hazy building shadows in the distance.

However, Wang Chan is certainly not an ordinary person. People who have practiced boxing and martial arts to the point are subdued with all their qi and blood. In the dark, as long as they stimulate qi and blood and go up in both eyes, they can secretly see things, and the virtual room is white, as long as they don't really see the five fingers without a trace of light. Liang, such a full moon night is really no different from the daytime in his eyes.

Lifting up the real strength, he swept a large area of weeds like the wind under his feet. Wang Chan in the moonlight was like an eagle falcon patrolling his vast territory. Although he circled and chased Zhou Yinqiao from the side from afar, the speed was really unimaginable. After only five or six breaths, he clearly saw it clearly. Not far away, I just ran to the back of the silver bridge on the bank of the river last week.

At this time, Zhou Yinqiao's breathing has obviously become rapid. His boxing martial arts are not as good as Wei Changjiang, Yu Xuanji and Marcus. He is overly dependent on foreign objects. His physical energy consumption is so fast that he only goes from the abandoned factory where Wang Chan is located to his feet, but the distance of three or four kilometers makes him in his chest. The breath boiled, as if someone had been lit by fire.

This is a sign of excessive physical consumption and impending exhaustion. This is no different from ordinary people when running, according to their physique, when they reach the limit, they will have symptoms of accelerated heartbeat, shortness of breath and dizziness.

Fortunately, the four of them did not come over when they came, but drove a "military Hummer" from the city. They were just afraid that Wang Chan's ears and eyesight would shock their opponents, so they got out of the car from afar and walked there. At this time, it could be used for transportation.

As long as you get in the car and start it, you won't be afraid of Wang Chan chasing you. Although the Hummer is not good at speed, people's endurance can never be compared with machinery. Even if Wang Chan catches up, his car is also an authentic military product. It weighs more than three tons, and its whole body is bulletproof armor, which can resist the bombardment of ordinary shells. Even the glass is the most advanced bulletproof glass, as long as the doors and windows are closed from the inside. It's equivalent to putting on an unbreakable "turtle shell" for himself, and Wang Chan can only stare when he catches up.

"I'm in a mess, you deserve to die in my hands!"

Far away, Wang Chan seemed to have clearly heard the gasp like a bellows in Zhou Yinqiao's mouth. Suddenly, he knew that his opponent's physical strength was about to be exhausted. No matter how powerful his ability was, what he could play at this time was limited.

Bang! Bang, bang! ! Three shots were fired, and one hand had grabbed the door of the car. At this time, Zhou Yinqiao, which was about to open, finally found the figure of Wang Chan not far away. His face suddenly changed greatly. Like a frightened bird, he raised his hand with a few shots. And he finally lived up to the name of the god of guns. He was almost dehydrated. This shot was still instinctively blocking Wang Chan's front, left and right directions. No matter where Wang Zen dodged, he would be aimed at by him with a bullet.

At this moment, Wang Chan's whole body had fallen straight to the ground, with his belly against the ground. His hands, elbows, knees, and ankles. As soon as he touched the ground, he immediately exerted his strength and ejected his body forward like a silent arrow.

Suddenly, Zhou Yinqiao didn't have time to use his six most powerful bullets at all. Of course, he couldn't help Wang Chan with ordinary pistol bullets. At the moment he shot, Wang Chan had bent like a snake and shot forward against the ground.

At this time, his hands and feet moved together, his back was bent like a keel, and his muscles all over his body were like flowing water. He brushed and rushed to the ground, which was so fast that people were overwhelmed, giving people the feeling of a frightened python fleeing in the grass, but Wang Zen's movements. It is much more agile and fast than any kind of python in the world.

In just a blink of an eye, he had rushed out of thirty or forty meters. He raised his body on the ground, and the sound of the wind sang into his ears, as if he was flying in the wind.

Zhou Yinqiao saw that he fired three shots in a row, only hit the ground behind Wang Chan, and shot a few holes. He did not dare to fight. He pulled the door and rushed in. Before he sat still, he was in a hurry and hit the fire. There was a sensation. When Wang Chan's body could touch the door, he stepped on the accelerator under his feet. In the end, the people and the car suddenly had a harsh whirlwind in place. With the Humve's weight of more than three tons, he shook his tail and crashed into Wang Chan, who was close at hand.

Good Wang Chan, who was not chaotic in the face of danger, squatted down. In the face of the steel monster-like mechanical tail bump, he didn't even hide. He only exhaled "hey" and sat on the horse and sank his waist. A simple "horse-step punch", hard fist hit the armor of the tail of the Hummer, and there was a bang. He smashed the three or four thousand kilograms of iron guy, overturned in place, and half of the wheels were raised high, and almost overturned. Fortunately, at this time, the car was starting. Zhou Yinqiao's driving skills were good. He felt wrong. He slammed the steering wheel and rushed forward more than ten meters away, which stabilized the body.

Looking back through the rearview mirror, Wang Chan pricked the horse and did not move at all. On the side of his body, a huge depression had been made. It could faintly be seen that it was a huge fist print. Suddenly, he was shocked. How dare he stay for a moment? He only stepped on the accelerator and didn't let go, along the riverside highway. Just run.

Even if he is a god in the gun, his shooting is unparalleled in the world, but at this time, not only his physical strength is exhausted and unable to fight again, but also his courage is quietly dispersed at the beginning of the retreat. In the face of Wang Chan's pursuit, the only thing he thinks of now is to walk quickly. As for hitting the bullets of the pistol in the car, and then go to Wang Chan tried his best, but he didn't think about it.

"It can block my punch, good car!" With a punch, he saw that Zhou Yinqiao didn't even have the courage to stay. Wang Chan smiled gerily. Zhou Yinqiao, who had no courage, was not as good as the general boxers in China. Without the courage to use a gun, the gun god was also a scum.

The laughter was endless. Wang Chan slammed in place and pulled out his feet deep into the ground. When he rolled over, he rushed out of 30 or forty meters. Then his feet shook and clicked on the ground, and his feet almost became almost a straight line. His whole body was like a cheetah who suddenly rose up on the African savannah and rushed to the antelope. Even Zhou Yinqiao was driving. At this time, he had driven hundreds of meters away, but he was also swept away by him and caught up with him in a blink of an eye.

People and cars go hand in hand!

Even, Wang Chan was still idle in the process of running. He twisted his head and smiled gently at Zhou Yinqiao, who was pale in the driver's seat.

Seeing clearly, the expression on Zhou Yinqiao's face changed from panic to distorted. The next moment, Wang Chan hummed fiercely. Suddenly, a long white light spewed out of his mouth, and instantly hit the bulletproof glass on the side of his body, and twisted in an instant. Suddenly, the Hummer, which could prevent the shooting of long-range sniper rifle bullets, was used bulletproof glass from top to bottom, one and a half, with the roof door, which was only swept by the white light, and it was also as fragile as paper and easily torn apart.

After a while, the white gas turned back and drilled into Wang Chan's abdomen. At this time, Zhou Yinqiao, who was holding the steering wheel in the car, had no head on his neck, spewing blood more than three feet high from his neck, and the splashing car was in a mess.

Bang! The huge Hummer lost its balance in an instant and crashed into a big tree by the river. It immediately roared and exploded, followed by a huge explosion. The blazing flame licked out of the cracks in the car, and melted the millions of famous cars in an instant. After half a minute, it only saw the original ground. It was a piece of scorched earth, and the big car was even burned out of steel.

Even Wang Chan beside him was stunned. He didn't know how the flame was so fierce. In just a short time, the body was so clean. However, I thought about it again. Only then did I remember that there was a glass crystal in the remaining six bullets on Zhou Yinqiao's body, with a **-like warhead inside. Maybe it was the latest incendiary bomb developed in China. Maybe it was the explosion of the car, which triggered a chain reaction. It was not unusual to be able to do this step... ....

However, after this, Wang Chan is also more wary of modern hot weapons in his heart. How can a small warhead have such great power? Fortunately, Zhou Yinqiao just now vented his courage and turned around to escape. He made himself fall into a dead end. Otherwise, he would really fight with the bullets in his hand. Although he was not afraid, he had to be hurt if he wanted to kill him. I don't know what the killing radius of this kind of incendiary bomb is. It's really terrible to get a little bit and sell bone and flesh.

Just when Wang Chan killed Zhou Yinqiao with an absolute force and told him to play with fire [***], Song Jie, Bai Su and the living Buddha Jinzhu Dabao Lama from Tibet had come to a residential house on the outskirts of Novosibirsk.

The cold north wind blows the snow, as if snowflakes are floating in the sky all the time, falling on people's faces cold and turning into wisps of water.

The endless cold larch forest on the edge of the city stands on this permafrost. The head can't be seen at a glance. Only a few residential areas on the edge of the forest have sporadic lights, and there is no one on the road.

Song Jie held the sword and led the way in front of him, followed by a short and tough white-collar elite dressed in Bai Su and ** with half of his shoulders, a big red monk's robe, with iron-like skin and a thin golden pearl lama. The three of them walked on the edge of the city in the early morning, and the ground was full of snow and ice, but these people's feet The bottom is as calm as a mountain, and it doesn't slide on the ice at all. Obviously, it takes a lot of effort to walk, and the bottom is calm and motionless as a mountain.

"You actually arranged the Dragon Taoist of Longmen Wudang to live here?" Bai Su looked at the environment in front of him, which was almost the same as the domestic countryside, and looked at Song Jie in front of him as if he were looking at a monster who didn't know whether to live or die.

(to be continued)