Chapter 198 Let the bullet fly

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.

At the end, he moved his finger, pulled out a silver-white bullet from the inside of the skin near the far left, and shook gently towards Wang Chan in the distance: "I am too late for martial arts to reach a level like you. I also heard that Wang Chan's thirteen Taibao horizontal kung fu has been practiced as never before. To the point, even ordinary rifle bullets can't break the skin, so how about the power of my 'in armor-piercing bullet' now?

"Don't think that if you abolish our two people one after another, you can cover the sky with one hand and win. The power of modern weapons is far greater than any boxing martial arts."

Zhou Yinqiao put down the shelf, smiled, and moved his thumb. The silver-white bullet more than three inches long had been loaded with a click.

He also knew that Wang Chan's boxing skills were powerful and he had magical power. He fought alone. What he was most afraid of was to fight with him close to him. He spoke on the side of his mouth and showed that he leaned on the Great Wall and carried "seven" bullets close to him. He put pressure on Wang Chan with words. On the other hand, he did not dare to lock it far away with another pistol. Wang Chan's body was afraid that the other party would take advantage of the opportunity and hit himself off guard.

In the face of Wang Chan, even Zhou Yinqiao, the first master bodyguard, did not dare to be careless. Without a blow, he showed the most powerful weapon in his life without hesitation.

Since ancient times, literati have been slight to each other, and martial artists have infighting. No one will willingly admit that their skills are inferior to others.

Whether it is Wei Changjiang, Yu Xuanji, Zhou Yinqiao, Marcus, after practicing boxing and martial arts to such a level, although they have long stretched out their hands with ordinary people, they are either high in the top, hidden in the court, or hidden in the mountains and forests, it is fundamentally from the depths of the martial arts's heart. The idea of "Cheng Han" is strange.

No matter what the industry is, the more fierce the competition is, the more lonely it is when it reaches the peak.

Moreover, Zhou Yinqiao is proficient in gun skills and integrates the hidden weapons in martial arts into firearms. He is in a high position and has a different way. In addition to traditional boxing martial arts, he has created a combination of new and old skills. In the past, this is a generation of masters, who can be worshipped by countless people for thousands of years. The Grandfather. In terms of the lethality of its skills alone, it is already the peak that can be achieved in the world.

In other words, although Zhou Yinqiao's boxing skills are not good, his shooting skills are like gods. Once the gun is used, the deterrent power is ten times more terrible than that of Wei Changjiang and Yu Xuanji, a master of boxing who has practiced magic power.

However, now, he suddenly found that there were still monsters like Wang Chan in the world. He couldn't even lock his proud marksmanship. He shot two magazines in a row, and he couldn't even hurt his opponent. That is to say, Wang Chan in front of him is actually Zhou Yinqiao's biggest opponent in this life.

This is like a beautiful queen who thought she was unparalleled in the world, suddenly found that the most beautiful woman in the world was not herself. The queen's first thought was definitely not to be convinced, but to turn her mind in extreme jealousy and think about how to kill the woman who was more beautiful than herself with a poisonous apple.

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 better and stronger class than themselves. In particular, Zhou Yinqiao is a person whose eyes are higher than the top, and he is superior to the top, and only interacts with national leaders.

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

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

Wang Chan sneered, and he didn't expect that in the end, Zhou Yinqiao, who had the worst martial arts, gave him the biggest threat so far. There are only seven bullets made through national power. Presumably, the power is also amazing.

How terrible the power of modern weapons is, Wang Chan himself knows how terrible it is. Even if his boxing and martial arts are proud of the world, in the face of Zhou Yinqiao, the legendary "god in the gun" in the South China Sea, he also needs to carefully weigh it in his heart. Once he starts, the powerful gunpowder weapon is no better than fist and foot skills. If you don't pay attention, it's definitely a matter of life.

"The boxing practice is as good as yours. It has reached the peak and touched the zenith. Although I gave up martial arts halfway and studied gun skills, I could no longer reach the top of boxing in my life, but a hundred years of life is so short, no matter how boxing and gunwork is always a means for human use, and there is no need to distinguish between high and low. I have a shot in my hand. Any boxer and martial artist will die. Killing people is more powerful than any kung fu, especially this armor-piercing bullet. Its material is simply a special alloy of your sword fairy sacrifice to refine the flying sword. Since it was made, I haven't used it once. Today, I just took you to test the gun. Let's see that my alloy warhead is powerful. It's better for your sword fairy to fly swords.

Zhou Yinqiao spoke calmly and slowly, as if he was not afraid of revealing the origin of his seven bullets at all. He directly told Wang Chan that his armor-piercing bullet was actually the essence of the hardware used by the sword fairy to sacrifice the flying sword. At the same time, a pair of eyes also locked every slight movement on Wang Chan's body, and his breathing gradually became long, and his arm with a gun was like an iron cast, 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 the continuous decline and loss of boxing martial arts.

Is it invincible with guns or powerful martial arts?

If the firearms are really invincible, what's the use of boxing martial arts?

This is also the biggest question in the heart that a very small number of people can practice traditional martial arts.

And what he just said is enough to show the contradiction in Zhou Yinqiao's heart. He practiced martial arts as a teenager, and the young man turned to practicing guns. For decades, he did not take a strange path. Combined with the family boxing martial arts and modern weapons, he practiced his own killing skills and was invincible.

I thought I had found the answer to this question. "There is no one who is better or worse with guns and martial arts. Only by combining can we exert the greatest power." Unexpectedly, I met Wang Chan today, but he almost completely overturned the conclusion he had always held in his heart.

That's why Zhou Yinqiao has to verify desperately. Only by killing Wang Chan can he "be at ease".

Similarly, Wang Chan is also a person who runs to the dark one by one. Especially after he practiced the magic power of the military family, he believes that his previous ideas are not wrong in his heart. There must be a wider world in addition to the existing boxing.

In this world, people are the protagonists, and guns and weapons will never have any room to exert their power.

Twenty years of boxing is not as good as two fingers. This is the power of firearms and weapons, but the magic power other than boxing is beyond the inherent imagination of human beings.

If Zhou Yinqiao is a god because of the gun, and his lethality is unstoppable, then Wang Chan represents the peak of human physical energy and the inheritor of the era of cold weapons.

Now the battle between two people can even be said to be a confrontation 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. Guns and firearms can indeed exert the greatest power in your hand. If you want to kill me, come on! There is too much nonsense. On the contrary, I have to underestimate you. Birth and death is the right way.

When Wang Chan heard Zhou Yinqiao's words deliberately put pressure on him, he did not feel any pressure in his heart, but rose with an incomparable fighting spirit. He is now in a very special moment. Every battle will give him a sharpening, so that he can grow up quickly and practice boxing. Only between life and death can he stimulate his most powerful potential. He simply relies on hard practice. To the extent of Wang Chan, there is no room to move forward.

While talking, Wang Chan moved his feet, bent his knees slightly, and set up a doorway. He stood on the spot and did not take the lead, but braked quietly, waiting for Zhou Yinqiao to shoot at him.

"Let's go together. Let's see if the four of you can still live after today's World War I?"

Wang Chan looked up to the sky again. Haha, in the face of Zhou Yinqiao, the "god in 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 full of joy and couldn't wait.

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

The murderer is always killed. If you come to kill, you may also be killed. Indeed, after today's battle, if Wang Chan wins, no one will be able to survive for the four people present. On the contrary, Wang Chan will not survive.

At this time, Zhou Yinqiao and Marcus were all absorbed. No one made a little sound. The atmosphere in the field became more and more solemn. Seeing that Wang Chan's whole body was exposed under the muzzle, Zhou Yinqiao did not mean to shoot immediately. Both of them are one of the highest-end beings of force in the world today. When they kill people, they can't blink. The reason why they haven't done it for a long time is not that they are afraid, but that Wang Chan is now standing in this position is very mysterious. Next to them is a broken wall, which can attack and defend, and advance and retreat freely. Now Zhou Yinqiao is not sure when shooting.

That is to say, the three of them want to take action. Wang Chan can dodge from the left and right, and can rely on the wall more than half a meter thick to resist bullets at any time.

And the abandoned factory they were in was also built in the former Soviet Union. The walls of the factory were all made of large bluestones pulled out of the nearby mountains, and the outside was flattened with military cement. If it was not old, even a single-armed rocket launcher could not be blown through.

To attack Wang Chan, unless Zhou Yinqiao is absolutely sure, he will send the bullet into Wang Chan's head at the moment when the opponent dodges.

Wang Chan's martial arts have long been divine machine round, and no one can offend it. It can be between walking, sitting and lying down, and everywhere on the body can be thrown away from the body. From time to time, it is also possible to avoid danger when you don't see and hear it. It is incredible that the five senses and six senses are sensitive.

Obviously, Zhou Yinqiao was not sure to lock Wang Chan's figure under such circumstances.

Masters compete with each other in an instant. It is not just a simple combination of physical strength and skills, but to be influenced by many factors. The right time and place, psychology, and luck are all related. Now Wang Chan seems to be exposed to the muzzle of a gun, just like a fixed target, but in fact, he does not move. As long as Zhou Yinqiao moves, he will definitely move faster.

Otherwise, wouldn't he stand here and ask someone to point a gun at his head? Isn't it like looking for death?

However, this situation will not last long. The two sides are highly concentrated. The longer the time, the greater the chance of revealing the flaws as the enemy.

So Zhou Yinqiao finally took action.

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

Marcus was originally the most powerful demon king-level boxer on the black boxing field. His surname was cruel. Now, although he has long retired, he has obtained the essence of the two schools of iron arm poking because of practicing Chinese martial arts boxing. The fighting kung fu does not decline but rises, which is more powerful than the peak state. Because he was not Chinese and did not understand the principle of national art, he had fought with Su Hanshan before, but he could not fight for a long time. He had already accumulated a lot of anger, so he was not afraid to see that Wang Chan solved Wei Changjiang and Yu Xuanji in a few tricks. After brewing strength for most of the day, it suddenly burst out, and the wind suddenly overflowed, like a fierce tiger leaving the gate.

The underground boxing competition focuses on attack, attack, and then attack, endless attack, because once the boxer is unable to attack and is forced to defend, the end of waiting for him can only be a dead end. Therefore, Marcus immediately went all out, with his hands and feet all over his body, and there was no more defense.

I saw this blonde man. In between hands, he took the lead in taking a deep breath and swallowing it into his abdomen. Suddenly, his lower abdomen bulged up, becoming like a pregnant woman who was pregnant for ten months. Then his stomach shook and bounced, and his big body seemed to be floated by a force in his body. His feet and hands moved, swept thirty or forty steps, and his feet moved several points one after another. His whole body was like a bison running on the prairie, with red eyes and savage collision. As soon as he arrived in front of Wang Chan, he waved the windmill the palm of his hand the size of a fan, and smashed it down. The other hand was directly pinched into iron claws and grabbed Wang Chan's lower abdomen, with long hands and feet, which were extremely fierce.

Marcus is about two meters tall, and his arm length is also longer than Wang Chan's. At the front end of his big hand, there are five nails, and the root pops out of the meat, making a sound, like five daggers. As long as he is caught, the iron stone will be taken out of a hole.

After enduring for half a night, this general-level fighting instructor of the current U.S. Delta Force finally burst out his most fierce and wild power. He urged his hands and feet with the "swallowing" method in the foot. The next step was an "iron arm skill", and a "iron claw" was added to the backhand to cut the abdomen. With more than 200 catties of body, it collided at a high speed, which was really fierce and should not be underestimated.

His swallowing method is also a stunt that is on the verge of being lost in the domestic poking door. When he uses it, it is actually a little similar to the kung fu of Wudang Golden Toad Gate "Big Toad Qi" practiced by Wang Chan. Obviously, he has obtained the essence of domestic qi training.

Hit people with force, and the force comes out from the inside. The real strength of the inner family acts all over the body. As soon as the large and small intestines squirm, the force bursts out to stimulate the strength of the whole body, 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 hand is an authentic iron arm skill. To his level, it is not much different from the steel and iron bones. One claw and one punch have the power of breaking steel. It penetrates the cow's belly and can only be regarded as a piece of cake to kill the horse.

Before he retired, Marcus had performed this kung fu on the black boxing field, asking people to lead a thousand catties of bison. He swung his arms, five fingers like hooks, and one claws on the bison's forehead. With a hard thrust and grasp, he could break the hardest skull on the cow's body and grab all the brains.

Wang Chan narrowed his eyes and stood motionless on the spot. In his feeling, Marcus's move was just a false appearance and 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 play.

In this case, in the face of the full-out attack of Marcus, the demon-level underground boxing champion, Wang Chan didn't even have any thoughts of fighting.

"Who will blame if you want to die?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he gently comforted the ape's arm. Wang Chan's right hand was red and dazzling, and the seven-killing knife more than half a foot long penetrated out of his body. Before Marcus touched his body, he immediately grabbed it forward and pinched it into a tiger's claw. Up and down, it was facing an iron claw under Marcus.

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

Wang Chan grabbed each other with claws and claws to claws, leaving no room. When he made up his mind, he was about to make a move and sent the blonde man away.

No matter how high your martial arts practice is, it is also a common means, and you can't be on the stage. Wang Chan wants to kill people and kill them. Naturally, there are countless means that can be used. Among them, the seven-kill blood knife between the ten fingers of his hands is the most fierce.

The next moment, Marcus's eyelids jumped wildly, and his whole body seemed to have been watered with ice water, and all the hair was stimulated to stand up. Although he didn't understand the mystery of Wang Chan's skill, he instinctively felt the evil spirit in Wang Chan's hand that made his bone marrow almost frozen on the spot.

Marcus is no stranger to this kind of breath. Whenever someone dies in the black boxing arena, it is the strongest time. Unfortunately, at this time, everything was too late. Wang Chan's hand first smashed his steel-like palms and arms. Before the pain could be transmitted to his brain, Marcus saw with his own eyes that blood began to spew out of his lower abdomen.

One of Wang Chan's hands has pierced his chest and abdomen and crushed his spine.

At the same time, Wang Chan seemed to be careless and immediately created a great opportunity for Zhou Yinqiao.

Bang! With a sound, a fire tongue suddenly spewed out of the barrel in the distance. In a blink of an eye, it spanned dozens of meters away and shot into the back of Marcus, who was not completely dead.

(to be continued)