Chapter 334: court death?

Slowly pulling the cold trigger with his finger.
A bang!
The audience was shocked, and the gangsters holding the machete were taken aback for a moment and all stopped.
The bullet flew towards Li Tian at the speed of light... and hit his chest with a puff of accuracy.
Then Li Tian's body suddenly flew back like a broken kite...
He fell to the ground with a plop.
"Little boss..."
"Li Tian..."
Then Tang Xiaolong and Chen Qiaozhi were completely stunned...
One by one, blood-red eyes ran toward the fallen Li Tian.
But what about Li Tian? But he was lying on the ground as if he was dead, the bullet penetrated his chest, and he was lying in the middle of a pool of blood...The blood that flowed from him was sprayed out violently...
"Little boss, you won't die, will you?"
Tang Xiaolong's eyes were red and he said as he watched Li Tiandao falling down.
I saw Li Tian, ​​who fell to the ground, dying, his eyes closed like a dead man, slowly opened at this moment, but the gunshot wound made him unable to stand up.
"Li Tian..." Chen Qiaozhi also looked at him desperately.
Li Tian's mouth moved with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
He just stretched out his blood-stained hands and held them tightly with the hands of his brothers...tightly, as if he never wanted to let go...
Looking at Li Tian, ​​who seemed to be about to die, the brothers all had red eyes.
None of the gangsters around that rushed up again, they were all taken aback.
The underworld also has morality!
For these gangsters, if it is a fight, even if it is dead, they will not use a gun, let alone they don't have a gun, but now Fatty Liu has let his subordinates fire a cold shot.
After Li Tian held his brothers' hands tightly, he turned his head hard and looked at Situ Ningbing lying on the ground behind him.
She was like a withered rose, her pretty face pale, like death.
Li Tian, ​​who turned his head, looked at her withered figure, moved her body with difficulty, and slowly crawled towards the fallen Situ Ningbing...
Looking at Li Tian's painful figure, the brothers knew what he was going to do.
I saw Li Tian saying goodbye to death, moving his dying body, slowly crawling towards that Situ Ningbing...
Finally he reached her at last.
He stretched out trembling fingers to touch her cold slender hand.
Little by little, the two hands were finally held together.
A smile appeared at the corner of Li Tian's mouth...like the last smile before his death.
He is content.
Looking at him, the brothers in front of him couldn't help showing a huge sadness.
Fatty Liu and Mad Cow over there watched the scene, their eyes swollen with brutal killing.
"Kill them..."
"Kill them..."
Following Fatty Liu's roar, the standing around immediately rushed towards Li Tian and the brothers with the machete in their hands...
They are going to kill him.
Could Li Tian and Situ Ningbing die here today?
Seeing those gangsters rushing over with a machete, they killed Li Tian.
Just at this moment, there was a sudden cry--
A loud howl.
The sound was like a Hong Zhong, and it shocked all the people in the audience to cover their ears.
The majestic power from the voice felt like it had infinite power.
Bloody Lion Technique!
There were so many gangsters in the audience, each of them covered their ears with their hands, and their eardrums seemed to be rumbling... with a very painful expression on their faces.
Fatty Liu and Mad Cow looked at the piercing sound in shock.
From the side, I saw a blood-red monk dressed up, squinting his eyes and walking step by step.
There is no doubt that the roar lion art just now came from this monk-like guy.
And not only did he come out suddenly, but behind him was another old man with pale hair. The old man’s eyes and pupils were all white, standing there quietly, standing with his hands on his back, as if he was a king over the world. King.
Behind them were 6-7 men in black clothes, one of them was colder than the other, standing behind the gray-haired blind old man.
Who are they? This is the only question that the gangsters all want to ask.
Of course they are members of the Duanmu family.
Grand Elder: Luohe Buddha, the four elders, the blood monk, and the leader of the Anbu, Black Hawk, and other members of the Anbu.
The Duanmu family who came over didn't even glance at Fat Liu.
Instead, he stared at Li Tian, ​​who was covered in blood, and expected to see the many underworld personnel lying down on the ground, slightly shocked...
Could it be that Li Tian killed these all by himself?
The Great Elder Luohe Futu was blind because his eyes did not have black pupils, but his nose gently sniffed there and said, "What a heavy smell of blood."
The Fourth Elder, the Blood Monk squinted his eyes and said, "Yes, here can be described by the four words of blood flowing into a river."
"Did you see the person we were looking for?" Luohe Buddha said slightly.
The blood monk squinted his eyes and said in a high-pitched voice: "I saw it, but we seem to be a step late. He seems to be dead."
"Not dead." Luohe Buddha said suddenly.
He was blind and couldn't see Li Tian at all. How could he be so sure that Li Tian was not dead?
The blood monk was also taken aback for a moment. He just wanted to ask questions. He just listened to Luohe Futu continuing to say: "I felt the breath flowing in his body... and the smell of his life... so he didn't die."
Facing the blind Luohe Buddha's words, the blood monk did not refute it.
There seemed to be nothing wrong with the words spoken from Luohe Buddha's mouth.
The Duanmu family here looked upon Fat Liu and the mad cows who were waiting to see the sudden arrival of these strangers. They were all shocked. The terrifying arrogance emanating from the people of the Duanmu family made them feel a sense of horror. A sense of fear for no reason.
But Fatty Liu, who was reliant on the crowds, couldn't help but screamed, "Who the are you guys? What the are you doing to accompany this matter? Is it just looking for death?"
Suddenly heard the bold Fatty Liu say such a sentence.
The Anbu member of the Duanmu family here suddenly twisted the extremely cold eyes.
A black shadow shot at the roaring Fatty Liu at the speed of an electric shot. Fatty Liu hadn't seen who the shadow was? Then I just felt a sudden coldness on my neck.
When I looked up, I was shocked to see a blank-faced man standing in front of him. He was holding a cold knife in his hand. It was pressed against his neck, and a strip was slightly drawn on the top of his neck. Bloodstain...
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