Chapter 1567: :Ghost, run fast.

In an instant, the study was surrounded by a silver-white fluorescent light, forming a qigong shield that was placed in front of oneself.
The dozens of bullets all hit the protective shield, and instantly turned into a soft, broken copper and iron, which fell to the ground.
This shot, but shocked a group of black friends!
In the protective shield, the Duke of Weiss danced and danced with a dance: "I even dad killed him!"
And a few sharpshooters, but stunned at the bullets on the ground, muttered a sentence: "BUG!"
After that, the smashing smashing shot was made, and the result was easily solved by the shield.
Sao Bao boss looked at his sniper rifle and did not play any role in Long Muzhen here. He squinted at the man who said nothing, thinking that this oriental red hair could not be underestimated. !
The Black Hawk organization has been arrogant for more than a decade and finally met its rivals.
Sao Baonan said: "Don't take care of Vis, let's solve this red hair first!"
One of the thin sharpshooters, who had long hated his teeth, snorted and slammed the guns: "I want to kill -!"
What he wants to say is, ‘I’ve thought about him for a long time’, but the phrase
kill him
has not finished yet, and I feel that my body is light, and I was left in the air by the air.
Then, an awesome voice floated in the ear: "I want to die so much, this king will fulfill you!"
Long Muzhen stood five meters away, and relied on the internal force on his wrist to smash the thin man and lick his neck.
I didn’t wait for the thin man to call for a life-saving job. Long Mu’s wrist moved and slammed, and his neck was broken, like a hoe, and he was on his shoulder.
All the people are stupid, this is really too weird. An oriental man who looks beautiful and noble, and has no strength in his hands, has cut off a person's neck.
Even in these decades of assassination, have never encountered such an opponent? !
They can't help but start to tremble. This red-haired man is a ghost.
Staring at the body of the thin man, the eyes were incredibly raised, and finally, someone returned to God.
"Mom, run, ghost!"
As the person who returned to the gods called, several black people on the scene ran away, like a group of black frogs, trying to squat down the window.
Long Mu Yan raised his hand and picked up the body on the ground. It looked like a window, and the black people were scared and quickly stopped.
One of the youngest, turned around, trembled and asked: "We also take people's money, kill people, you won't kill us!"
Long Muzhen smiled coldly and arrogantly: "It depends on my mood!"
A person's life, for him, come hand in hand.
This ambiguous answer made all the people start to feel uneasy, and after a while, they finally turned their eyes to their boss.
That Saobao boss did not run, as the head of the 'Black Hawk', still some arrogant, he stopped straight and stood in front of Long Muzhen: "You have an old saying in China, called the winner is the king For those who are embarrassed, today we 'black eagle' is a strong enemy, lost orally."