Chapter 197 Let the bullets fly up

Wang Chan stood in the middle of a large broken wall and looked at Zhou Yinqiao not far away. He held a huge pistol in both hands and turned a blind eye to it. The lethality of firearms and firearms is amazing, and the speed of gunpowder as a power far exceeds that of any kind of hidden weapon from ancient times to the present. However, Zhou Yinqiao's sneak attack behind Zhou Yinqiao just now is also helpless. Wang Chan is naturally not afraid of his head-on attack.

Unless it is a weapon with greater power than a single-armed rocket launcher, it can cover a space with a radius of more than 100 meters in an instant, so that Wang Chan can't rush out with all its strength. Otherwise, firearms such as pistols, no matter how powerful they are, the threat to Wang Chan will be minimized.

"There is no one named Bai Su among these people. It's my burden for you to stay. Let's go first. It seems that your Northeast Gang reconciled with me and did a very unsatisfactory thing!!"

"Well, these people really bully people too much. Russia is my territory. No matter how powerful the Lin family is, it is still in China. What can we do with our Northeast Gang? Su Hanshan hid behind the wall, a little embarrassed, and the fierce light in his eyes flashed. Wang Chan said that he was a burden. Although it was not very pleasant to listen to him, Su Hanshan also knew that the people sent by the Lin family to kill Wang Chan were all different people. The traditional boxing martial arts could not be dealt with at all. It was really useless for him to stay. At that moment, his mouth was fierce. Before the voice fell, his body moved, and after a few ups and downs, they actually went away according to the words. The eyes disappeared into a mess of grass.

Su Hanshan is not a good person. He is not the kind of person who suffers losses and has to swallow his anger. Looking at the overall situation, identifying the situation and leaving immediately is to buy 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 orders, the whole of Novosibirsk will fall into chaos. Once the Iron-blooded Hall under his command is dispatched, even Zhou Yinqiao, the "gun god", will not dare to look at it. What's more, Wang Chan is still blocking the way in front of him now, and the matter between them has just begun.

As for leaving only Wang Chan, Su Hanshan didn't even mean to worry at all.

"You can't ask this Su to run away. The Northeast Gang is in a mess, which is definitely not good for us. I'm holding Wang Chan here. Marcus, catch up and kill him."

In a very short time, he shot two clips in one breath. Zhou Yinqiao saw Wang Chan standing not far from him, but he did not dare to shoot rashly for a moment. At that moment, the pupil in his eyes almost shrank like the tip of a needle. He stared at Wang Chan's figure. His hands moved his heart, and the gun was not far from Wang Chan's body. However, the result was dozens of shots, and no one shot could hit Wang Chan. This was unimaginable in Zhou Yinqiao's decades of gun career. One thing.

How can people turn and fly like birds in the open space? This Wang Chan seems to have known where his every shot landed. It is a prophet, otherwise how could every action flash through one of his bullets so properly!!!

Although he was shocked to death, Zhou Yinqiao also participated in the real war after all. His hands were stained with the blood of countless enemies. Both his experience against the enemy and his will were countless stronger than ordinary people. After a blink of an eye, people's mood had completely calmed down. Seeing that Su Hanshan got into the grass behind him and disappeared, he immediately gave the order and asked Marcus to leave to chase him.

Now a few people in the field, Wei Changjiang fell to the ground and did not know whether to live or die. Only his chest was still slightly undulating. Yu Xuanji lost too much blood and his sternum was broken. Fortunately, he did not die on the spot. Only Zhou Yinqiao and Marcus were left. In the face of Wang Chan's staring, Zhou Yinqiao did not dare to move at all, so he had to ask Marcus, a foreigner, to chase Su Hanshan.

However, the front side is blocked by Wang Chan's husband. In this case, it is impossible to break through, so Marcus wants to catch up with Su Hanshan, whose boxing and martial arts are almost the same, can only circle in place and avoid Wang Chan. At that time, it took so long. With the strength of Su Hanshan's legs, God knows where he went.

"Don't move, as long as you move, die!"

Wang Chan's eyes flashed, as if there was a cold light in the dark. He squeezed a word out of his teeth coldly, and immediately asked Marcus to brake and stop the body that was about to jump up.

Although he is a foreigner and doesn't know much about China, he is not a fool. Before, he was beside him and saw that Wang Chan, like a thunderbolt, defeated Wei Changjiang and Yu Xuanji, two top masters who didn't even dare to provoke him in a blink of an eye. How could he not know that he was a "little dish" in front of Wang Chan.

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

Therefore, there was only one sentence from Wang Chan, and he did not dare to move.

And tonight, the current situation has been formed, and no one has expected the result.

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. If they could kill, they would kill. If they couldn't kill, they would retreat together and lead Wang Chan to chase them. Naturally, there were countless backhand responses. Unexpectedly, as soon as I met Wang Chan, two of the four people were annulped before all the plans could be implemented. As a result, only Zhou Yinqiao and Marcus are left to deal with Wang Chan alone.

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

The atmosphere became extremely solemn.

"Are you Wang Chan?" Zhou Yinqiao suddenly stepped forward and stared at Wang Chan's eyes. At this time, there was no previous shelf on his face, and he was replaced by a strong guard.

He has just learned the power of Wang Chan. Naturally, he will no longer ask for trouble and put his position high.

"Ask knowingly!"

Wang Chan lowered his hands and gave Zhou Yinqiao a sneer: "The three of you are all first-class good players in China today. In terms of boxing and martial arts alone, you also have the qualification to set up a sect. In the past, after the Australian Open, you can light princes, proud princes, and dominate the world. What's more, you all have a skill other than boxing, which is difficult to reach. I With no injustice or hatred with you, do you dare to go all the country to kill me in order to bade the Lin family? What on earth is it for? Is it for the name of profit, or do you want to have a good time with me? Zhou Yinqiao, you think you are a gun god. Do you really think that you can kill me with 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 foreigner. Although Marcus is good at boxing and fierce, at best, it is only on the same level as Su Hanshan. In Wang Chan's eyes, it is obviously far less than Zhou Yinqiao and Wei Changjiang. The threat of the three Chinese people of Yu Xuanji is so great that it can be completely ignored.

"You have made a lot of trouble in China, 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 come to arrest you. What's there to say?" Zhou Yinqiao looked at Wang Chan, and his face looked like an iron cast, and there was no change at all. He was also straightforward and did not hide it: "We are here to catch you tonight. If it weren't for the temporary counterattack of the Northeast Gang, the day who started the action would have been tomorrow. In front of the big organization of Chinese people in the world, we would either catch or kill you. It can promote national prestige and attract a large number of overseas Chinese to cooperate. It's a pity that you still miss the calculation that your skills are more terrible than those in the data.

"Wei Changjiang has always said that your boxing and martial arts are powerful, which is not something that any of us can deal with. I didn't believe it before, but I just saw it and finally saw it. Even I have to admit that you have the capital and qualifications to despise any powerful person in the world and act recklessly. Originally, I, Zhou Yinqiao, fought with someone, but it was just a shot. If I didn't die, I wouldn't take action again, but today I made an exception. I shot two magazines in one go, and dozens of shots could not hurt you. In the face of people like you, I have to change the rules. People like you should not exist in today's world. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, I also have several countries that have spent a lot of money to help me develop special bullets. The next moment I will take action again, and I will definitely do my best. If you don't die, it will be meaningless for me to live!!!"

Zhou Yinqiao said something solemnly. Before he finished speaking, he reached out and lifting his clothes, and suddenly revealed a neat set of bullets on his waist belt. His row of bullets are all inserted in a special leather bag, only seven, each of which is more than three inches long, with different colors and materials. With the bright moonlight, at that moment, Wang Chan even saw that the shell in the bullet was as transparent as crystal glass, which was not gunpowder but a liquid substance with a blue color like seawater...

Involuntarily, his eyes suddenly narrowed. Although there was no sign of action, somehow, Wang Chan still felt an extremely strong dangerous smell on the seven bullets deliberately lit by Zhou Yinqiao.

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

And Zhou Yinqiao's conceited and proud surname also showed it vividly in these words.

"You, a mountain villager, will certainly not know how precious and rare the materials that made my seven bullets are. Since I entered the Central Security Bureau to protect national leaders, even with the strength of the country, it will take 20 years to collect all the materials. To make these seven bullets, one is one less. There will never be any more in the future!"

Zhou Yinqiao suddenly shook his wrist gently and made a soft sound. He withdrew the pistol clip of 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 soft as touching the cheeks of his beloved, and even the look on his face softened.

(to be continued)