Chapter 43 Wind Art

Qin Zhong was surrounded by these fierce ghosts, and all the fierce ghosts were deeply poisoned. At first glance, it was raised by the pervert just now, but he blew up so many fierce ghosts, which he did not see in all the information, but in any case, he had to clean up these fierce ghosts first to get rid of their predicament.

He saw these fierce ghosts with their teeth and claws, and the green ** flowed on their long fingertips. Qin Zhong really had nowhere to retreat, so he had to cut them with a knife. However, when his road was cut up, these fierce ghosts dodged very well. When he looked more closely, these fierce ghosts actually Wearing tolerant clothes, although their clothes have been rotten and the meat residue on their bodies is no longer very strong, their attack power is still obvious.

Qin Zhong has no idea in the face of the surrounded seven or eight fierce ghosts with special skills. After all, such fierce ghosts are different from ordinary ghosts. These ghosts are at least controlled by people in the center of the soul body. That is to say, these people have sworn poison and made up their minds before they die, which may also be The persistent spiritual inheritance of Japanese Bushido, but no matter how difficult the dilemma is, he still has to do his best to fight it.

Guo Dafu's face became very ugly. He didn't know what was standing in front of him. At this moment, Qin Zhong held his breath and pulled the trigger in his hand. A bullet flew out, and the muzzle was all blue. The fierce ghost hit by the bullet seemed to have a hole in his body, starting from that hole. The fierce ghost's body gradually emitted black smoke, and the bullet hole became bigger and bigger until the whole fierce ghost's figure disappeared.

"Big rich, be careful." As soon as Qin Zhong finished speaking, the trigger in his hand kept pulling, and the fierce ghost hit by each bullet disappeared in the same way. Until the last fierce ghost disappeared, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and removed the magazine in the pistol, and there was only one bullet left in it.

Guo Dafu wiped the cold sweat on his head and looked at Qin Zhong: " boss, can you play with this thing?"

"Well, I practiced during military training. At that time, I remember that we were nervous in the South China Sea, and I joined the reserve when I was still in school."

Guo Dafu listened to Qin Zhong's words and kept casting that kind of envious look at Qin Zhong.

The two men had just recovered and were ready to chase in the direction of the bald man. Before they could move, the fierce ghost that had just been knocked down by them appeared in the same place in the way of black gas. The knife in each fierce ghost's hand was almost used by the bald man.

Qin Zhong was stunned this time. He kept thinking about why these fierce ghosts suddenly disappeared and suddenly stood in front of him. This doesn't make sense. He can't handle the robbery in his hand. Then this antique knife is not his opponent, and he himself is not very good at using the backhand knife used by the ninja. In addition, the opposite station is a group of people who have received special training before their lives.

"Dafu, it seems that the two of us are going to explain here today." Qin Zhong said so.

Guo Dafu actually said a powerful sentence, which moved Qin Zhong: "Brother, since I have decided to follow you, even if I die, I'm worth it."

Qin Zhong appreciates the righteous person himself, who has studied history, especially Liu Guanzhang and the brothers of Shuibo Liangshan. He is simply envious.

Of course, he was moved by such a righteous person at this moment, but he didn't show it. He just nodded deeply and whispered, "In that case, let's fight with them."

As soon as the words fell, the antique dagger in Qin Zhong's hand fought with the other party. However, when Qin Zhong's short dagger collided with the ghost's knife, he suddenly found that the seven or eight fierce ghosts suddenly condensed together and turned into a real shadow of a fierce ghost. At this moment, his tolerant face showed a strange smile. Rong, the old man with a loud voice, said, "Both of you are going to die!"

After holding back his words, the ninja knife in his hand pressed Qin Zhong's throat. The ninja knife in Qin Zhong's hand jumped up vertically and pushed away the tolerant blade, but he obviously felt that his arm was not strong enough and was pushed back a few steps by the ninja blade.

Qin Zhong never felt that any fierce ghost would hurt him, but he really saw it. Before he could regain his position, he only found that the one who endured brush suddenly turned into seven or eight fierce ghosts.

Guo Dafu didn't have a few rounds, so he felt that it was very difficult to fight with these guys, but he still struggled.

Qin Zhong waved his hand to block a person. He cut out with a knife and blocked it with a knife, but the ninja never thought that Qin Zhong would slap him.

This slap was really terrible. He was caught off guard. His head leaned back and dodged Qin Zhong's slap, but the gust of the palm really blew this guy's face away.

His face didn't matter. Qin Zhong saw it in his eyes, and he suddenly felt that he had found the weakness of this ninja. Are these guys afraid of the wind?

Qin Zhong tried to hold his breath and blew it out. He endured and then took a few steps back. At this time, Qin Zhong was in full bloom, and suddenly a clear mirror in his heart: "Big rich, blow to them."

The two began to blow, but they didn't expect that the blowing could make the fierce ninja retreat faster. Qin Zhong blew until he almost lacked oxygen. Suddenly, he shouted, "You are afraid of the wind. Grandpa Gao will give you a wind control skill to show you what a typhoon is!"

"Ah!" The ninja was surprised at first, and then his grimace became more ugly. For a long time, Qin Zhong pretended to be furious and his mouth was oscillating. As soon as the ninja heard it well, he turned out a white pill from his pocket and fell to the ground, and a ball of white smoke disappeared.

Qin Zhong fanned his hand back and forth twice and saw the ninja's back, which seemed to be more than 100 meters away from him.

Guo Dafu was going to chase, but he was stopped by Qin Zhong: "Oh, don't chase, don't chase the poor. The islanders have seen more typhoons. How can they be afraid of our typhoon? Really."

"Then they are afraid. They are afraid of typhoons, earthquakes, and afraid that no one will beat him." Guo Dafu said and smiled.

But in the process of talking, a voice came from the high treetops: "Qin Zhong, remember, I don't have time to talk to you here. Just now, I've got enough for you to play. We'll see you later, haha!" With a burst of laughter, the voice went away quickly.

Qin Zhong's face is dull. This guy is really annoying, but this ninja is a spy in the island country. It seems that he really can't treat them as normal people. After thinking about it, Qin Zhong still temporarily put it down. After all, the ninja escaped, and there is really nothing he can do. I caught up with the man and stopped.

At this moment, Guo Dafu's bodyguard caught up with him and wanted to speak as soon as he came forward. Guo Dafu immediately sealed his mouth in order not to let him tell his identity: "Don't talk. First of all, where did you go at such a critical time?"

"Hey, don't mention it, young... Fu Shao, I was stopped halfway by several people in black just now, and those people have disappeared until now." The bodyguard looked tired and wanted to call the young master, but he still stopped the car.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Take us out of here quickly and talk about it when you have something to do." Guo Dafu took Qin Zhong into the car, and the bodyguard immediately drove to the city, but it was already early in the morning. There were only old farmers who got up early to go to the market on the road, and then went to work in the field, and the night car drove to meet Qin Zhong's vehicle was definitely a considerable fate.

Qin Zhong took a long breath and said, "We can slow down. Grandpa is exhausted this night."

"Squeak!" Suddenly, there was a sudden moment in Qin Zhong's car. The bodyguard and driver's eyes were suddenly stunned. He turned his head and looked at Guo Dafu: "Fu Shao, there are a bunch of ruffians in front of us. What should we do?"

"I split these bastards." Guo Dafu was really cool, but after looking at it, he was also stupid.

Qin Zhong looked in front of the window, a group of people in black suits, wearing sunglasses in the early morning, with their hands behind their backs, standing straight, standing in the middle of a middle-aged man, holding a phone in his hand, staring at Qin Zhong's car with a sneer.