Chapter 496: Warhawk

496 Chapter Battle Eagle
In a country where guns are heavily regulated, when a friend with a gun yells at the police, more than 90% of the citizens will believe it, especially when he fires a gun to warn the police.
Shen Ming didn't want to hurt the innocent, but he could not be dominated by the battle situation. The rushed cold leather suit was filled with sculpted knives, flying knives for throwing, triangulation for assassination, and hacking. Mountain knife, fancy attack butterfly knife. Leng or the Thirteen Eagles are different from the traditional Feng Jiajia slaves. They do hunting and killing. They are the most dangerous, have a high mortality rate, and cannot choose. In order to ensure that the combat effectiveness of the Thirteen Eagles does not appear to be blank, it is required that the combat effectiveness of members must be rapid. Therefore, they gave up the time-consuming and labor-intensive internal cultivation, and all became murderers who cultivated external weapons. As long as they had weapons in their hands, their combat effectiveness was even better than that of experts who had cultivated for ten years.
Shen Ming also noticed that it was so cold in front of him that he pulled the trigger to constantly destroy the flying knife thrown in his hand, and backed away.
After the magazine was shot empty, Leng had come to Shen Ming.
"Does the foreign gun really work so well?" Cold, coldly scorned.
"Of course, otherwise you asked me to make one?" Shen Ming's elbow lifted, and the empty magazine ejected like a flying knife.
Cold side dodging his head and fluttering again, the double-knife in his hand has been replaced with a half-armed mountain-opening knife, and he is dancing with enthusiasm. The tables and seats that he touches are lightly chopped and sparse.
Shen Ming retreated, and pulled out the fencing sabre to fix it. With the deep energy and the quality of fetters, it is not a problem to cut these incommon ordinary army knives into two halves. The strange thing is that the cold knife method is not used to greet with the blade. When it meets the block, it immediately tilts the blade. The blade slipped across the surface of the fencing saber, wiping out the gorgeous flame, but not causing damage to the blade.
As if his knife was a dancing ribbon in his hands, it was invisible to capture.
A cold had forced Shenming to retreat, and the two eagles in the rear quickly rushed forward.
"How about playing in another place?" Said Shen Ming, holding a cold mountain knife when he made a crisp sound.
"I think it's good here, and I can fight three hundred rounds." Leng didn't care about the danger of others.
"Unfortunately, Grandpa feels uncomfortable." Shen Ming threw out his chopsticks, and the window next to him burst through, and the special tempered glass instantly shattered into a spider pattern, which burst out again with wind pressure and burst out. A huge gap, the wind roared into the car at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour, blowing everyone's eyes and daring to look.
"There is a species to chase your father!" Shen Ming dropped the cold, stepped on the side of the table, jumped out of the car window and flipped onto the roof of the car.
"Chasing!" Leng ordered, and the other two broke the glass on both sides and turned over from the other position. Leng still topped from the position in front of Shen Ming.
Surprisingly, Shen Ming did not sneak in any one, nor did he run far away, but instead sat crazed at the box lunch.
"You are still eating?" Leng Cha wondered.
"What's weird? Eating when you're hungry, and sleeping when you're sleepy aren't normal reactions. Your nasty will fight me, and I will be tired." Shen Ming disapproved.
"Unfortunately, we don't plan to wait for you to finish." Leng pulled out his mountain knife again. The two people in the back bread folder, one holding a two-handed axe and one holding a nunchuck, looked at each other like wild animals waiting for a sneak attack.
"It doesn't matter how you want to play, but look at the front first." Shen Ming Xiaomi, eating, pointed to the front with her chopsticks.
"Do you think I will believe this little trick?" Leng stared at Shen Ming without giving him any chance, and suddenly found that the two companions behind him were terrified.
Then he turned his head to look, and a big cave just came on.
Leng Yiyin leaned back as if he was following the rhythm of the onset of the edge, wading up on the roof, and the two companions fortunately squatted on the roof lighter, thinking that the crisis had been lifted.
But after watching Shen Ming enter the cave, their right hand holding the chopsticks was wrapped in black scales, and the dragon head was shaped, exposing scarlet dragon eyes.
Suddenly Shen Ming plunged his hands into the rock at the top of the cave and spread his legs into a railing. The two eagles ran into Shen Ming's legs before they even reacted, and were hit by the car from the roof. .
Just as he was about to get out of the train, he pushed his hand to the top of the train and pulled himself back to the battlefield of his choice. The cave had passed, and there was only somberness and coldness on the roof, and it was thirty meters away.
"Look, we can be 1v1 again, are we happy?" Shen Ming said and pulled out the fencing saber behind him.
"Sure enough, you are a demon, unfortunately, whether you are a demon or a demon, you will die today!" Leng Hui body fluttered, many various flying knives under the clothes behind him were shot out like a torrential rain.
"Are you a shemale!" Shen Ming stepped on the roof of the car and rushed forward, her body shaking from side to side avoided most of the blades, and she could not use the saber to block the bombs.
Standing in the cold position just like the western gunner, his hands fluttered at high speed to pour out all the knives in his body. Until Shen Ming hit him, an alloy mountain knife was firmly held in his hand, turning Falling from the sky.
Shen Ming cut a knife with his backhand and cut the alloy's mountain knife into two halves from the middle. The blade was rotated and nailed through the roof and inserted into the floor of the dining car.
The flight attendant soothed the passenger's emotions, constantly calling the police but no one answered, and contacting the cab was also a noise. They helplessly thought that they had been attacked by terrorists, and some people called the police to call the police. Outsiders also discovered the strangeness of the train.
"You're finished!" Shen Ming stabbed into the cold stomach, but found that the knife edge couldn't stick.
"Hard Qigong?" No, Shen Ming didn't feel that the person in front of him had such a high level of exercises. A closer look revealed that the broken clothes exposed a gold wire armor made of a special material.
"Who doesn't know who's finished?" He sneered, holding the broken machete close to his face, beating him off guard. Master broke a window directly and threw an eagle out of it. Ruo Tong, who stood up, also came to the roof with two swords in his hands. Who is fighting?
Jin Lian and the fisherman who caught up caught her from left to right, and did not give the third aunt the possibility of meditation. More and more eagles also turned on the roof of the car. They divided into two battle groups to surround Shen Ming and Ruo Tong group, and they looked like they were endless.
The riots in the carriages have made everyone panic. The cries are looming, the police are absent, and even the train drivers are laymen. They do n’t know what kind of riots will continue.
"Master ... it's time to go." Shen Ming said in a lip when Ruo Tong's eyes met.
Ruo Tong nodded slightly, indicating approval.
"Shen Ming! Hand over Feng Jiayin!" Leng roared in the howling wind.
"Pay you paralyzed!" Shen Ming suddenly rushed towards an eagle on the edge of the train. The man's instinctual side flickered to prepare for a fight, but Shen Ming flew out of the train with force. Ruo Tong's movements were almost synchronized with Shen Ming's, and they all flew out of the compartment.
At this moment the train is passing through a viaduct that is not more than 20 meters.
By the time everyone responded, they had fallen into the river under the bridge.
"What now? Fisherman!" Jin Lian panicked.
"Wake the driver, let him slow down, and we also get off the car, we must catch up with them!" The fisherman also looked upset, as if the cooked duck just flew away.
Shen Ming and Ruo Tong, who jumped off at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour, fell into the river as if they had fallen in. They dived for 5 meters and rolled for a long time before they surfaced. Shen Ming lamented that fortunately Qigong, the muscles of the whole body strengthened again, and then the whole body retreated. Instead, before having the inverse scales and learning Qi Qin, he would be disabled even if he didn't die.
Shen Ming popped his head, but when he looked around, he didn't find Ruo Tong's trace.
"Fuck! Master!" Shen Ming shouted on the water without any response. Who could have thought that it would fly, but could not swim without being able to swim?
Shen Ming quickly plunged into the water again, searching around.
The filthy river makes the visibility less than half a meter. How to find the rolling river? Calm, the underwater meditation keeps calm, closes the eyes to expand the breath to the surroundings, turns the gas into tentacles and eyes, and perceives everything around, half a meter, 1 meter, two meters, gradually expands, and gradually perceives.
The first thing I felt was the swimming of fishes, the crawling of shrimp and crabs, and everything was full of energy. Knowing things with qi was far more real than seeing with the naked eye. If it is said that confronting Shen Ming and the fisherman's table is a new way for him to use Qi, now Shen Ming is entering a completely new field of Qi.
Finally, after 5 minutes, he finally found Ruo Tong's existence, swam quickly, and carried her out of the water.
"Don't die! Don't die! Immediately." Shen Ming dragged Ruo Tong to the shore, and started emergency treatment without saying a word. Oops, he revived the lungs with his chest, and held his nose to blow inward. The disciplinary giving and receiving has long forgotten, and nothing is more important than saving people.
After a full 5 minutes of emergency treatment, Ruo Tong finally recovered her breath after coughing up a large mouthful of stagnant water, her face pale and wet, and a little embarrassed.
"Master, you can't swim and dare to follow me ..." Shen Ming was blinded, sitting on a stone beside the riverbank, panting.
"I thought the water could stand ... but it was too fast ... light work would not work." Ruo Tong is also innocent. After all, in the world she lives in, no one teaches physics.
"Well, next time, I will ask clearly to perform martial arts again, now ... I ..." Shen Ming grumbled, "We have all our luggage in the car! I have lost my wallet ... just such a broken thing What a hair ... "
In addition to his own birds, Shen Minghun could feel Feng Jiayin.
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