Chapter 67: Ambush

With his elbows coming through his ears, how fierce is the might?
Fighting the boxer, with hard hands and feet, one elbow hit is enough to smash the slab, and Miao Quanjie fisted into the two elbows, even if it is the hardest skull of human beings, there is only a crushing end!
Wicked!
Risky!
Under the immense danger, An Qisheng only felt his heart beating like a drum, the blood was boiling and flowing, and his eyes became red as soon as he entered the brain.
"Hum! Ha!"
Luan Qisheng was short and suddenly trembled under his feet. He exhaled, and the naked eye could see the hot air flowing from his mouth and nose!
boom!
Huge strength burst from his feet, and the ground cracked silently like a turtle pattern.
At the same time, his bones and sounds in his body sounded, his muscles and bones hummed, his strength rose from his feet, and he climbed up to his shoulders and elbows.
The next moment, the arm of the fist curled up, and one elbow struck, hitting directly between Miao's chest and abdomen.
Stand up to the sky!
At this moment, An Qisheng actually ignored Miao Quan's attack, and seemed to die with them!
"Ok?!"
Under the high tension of Yun Miaoquan, she also saw An Qisheng's towering gun.
"Want to die with me?"
All of Miao Miao's eyes became red, the violent gas rose, and her closed elbows pressed down one by one.
如何 What about escaping through the double peaks and ears? One push down is enough to punch your head into your belly!
But at this moment, there seemed to be a flash before his eyes.
Crisis masterpiece in my heart.
"Sniper rifle? !!!"
Tong Miao roared silently in her heart, and the thriller seemed to hold his heart tightly.
Suddenly, his whole body exploded, and his short hair stood up like electricity.
The punches turned into strength, and they would not be too afraid of small caliber pistols. As long as they were not shot against their heads, they would not be killed.
For example, before An Qisheng fired on the Fusong Swordsman, he would not even avoid it if it was only two meters apart.
But this does not mean that the energy is really not afraid of guns.
In the face of a real high-power sniper rifle, Mo said that it was energy, that is, really holding a Dan, you must change color!
"move!!"
"Don't move !!!"
"Move me!"
Tong Miaoquan's elbows have touched An Qisheng's erected short hair, and in less than a second, he can kill the enemy in front of him.
But at this moment, how dare he?
My heart roared and drank, and accepted the moves in the burst of blood vessels,
Cross your arms one by one, guarding your brows!
Snapped!
Yuan Yuan was thousands of meters away, and the sniper bombs came first, then pierced through the iron arm that Miao Quan had exercised for decades.
boom!
At the same time, An Qisheng ’s positional sky gun is also in the middle of Miao ’s chest!
There was a gunshot, and a physical collision sounded almost simultaneously.
"what!"
A scream screamed through the sky.
Tong Miao all screamed, and An Qisheng slammed into the sky, and the blood mixed with the internal organs spurted wildly and stained the earth.
boom!
Fly out five or six meters, Miao Quan fell to the ground, twisting twice like a snake.
I was not resolute, blood stained the earth.
"Oh! Dare to kill Da Xuan in the New Year!"
On a hill some kilometres away, Wang Anfeng, dressed in camouflage, dropped the sniper rifle, stood up, and sighed:
"Everyone said that the bones of Xijiequan are hard, and the little master specially prepared a special armor-piercing projectile for you.
"Hoo!"
An Anqi grew a long breath and exhaled.
I only felt that there wasn't any pain in my bones. I opened my clothes and looked at them. Whenever I hit, everything was bruised, especially my arms, almost black.
You can master the power quickly, you can learn the boxing skills quickly, but you can't make rapid progress.
硬度 His bones and bones are indeed not as good as Miao Quan.
"Miaoquan."
Wu Anqisheng glanced at Miao Quan's body, and then the heart beating violently calmed down.
He Huajin is not so easy to kill.
He was not arrogant enough to face one alone, with dozens or hundreds of lives in his hands, and escaped the fight of squashing and fighting for almost two decades.
The reason why Xun came along all the way was to bring him within the range of Wang Anfeng.
Yun Miao has been flowing for many years and is very sensitive to tracking and anti-tracking. Many people ambush are easy to find. This time, he and Wang Anfeng are the only ones.
In the face of such a murderer, his own pressure is not small at all, whether it is talking or fighting, all for the convenience of Wang Anfeng's analysis and preparation.
For this shot, Wang Anfeng has been preparing for several days.
Even so, a real fight is still extremely dangerous.
"Ah! Murder!"
"Report to the law enforcement team, someone shot and killed!"
"Go!"
There was a hustle and bustle on the road, and everyone who witnessed the scene was frightened and pale.
I never saw the lively mood again. I started the vehicles one by one and I wished to step the accelerator into the fuel tank. After a few conferences, I ran without a trace.
滴 ~
A moment later, a black car stopped at the side of the road, and a camouflage Wang Anfeng opened the door and came out.
"So alert ..."
He glanced at Miao Quan who was lying on the corpse, and Wang Anfeng grunted coldly.
Biao Miaoquan's arms were interrupted by a single shot, and his severed hands flew away a few meters away. With his shot, the bullet left a deep groove on his scalp, and his skull was cut open.
But this shot didn't do all he could, and An Qisheng's elbow really killed him.
"Go, let the rest go to the law enforcement team, such a fierce gangster is here to snare, maybe I am so happy."
King Anfeng glanced at An Qisheng standing in front of Miao Quan's body:
"You wouldn't have any desolate feeling of a kung fu master being killed by a gun, right?"
"I have no habit of sympathizing with the enemy."
An Qisheng shook his head ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Shoot, kill, kill, kill, kill?
敌人 The enemy can't stand being killed by the gun. What kind of martial arts is still in this state of mind?
He leaned over and pulled out in Miao Quan's arms, took out a few documents, black coins, and mobile phone:
"Since dealing with your siblings, my situation has become more and more dangerous. I just wonder if I should stay away from you."
"What do you mean?"
King Wang Anfeng rolled his eyes:
"Co-op with me thousands of miles, come here, you are not touched at all, right?"
"Forget it, leave this."
Wu Anqisheng sighed and stopped saying more.
I really decided to go this way, and it is inevitable to fight and kill. It is not necessary to blame this and that for your own choice.
"What are you doing with his phone?"
King Wang Anfeng set fire to drive and slowly left Miaoquan's corpse.
Luan Qisheng skillfully opened the phone and said without raising his head:
"Miao Quan is not necessarily alone to perform tasks. If there are associates, this mobile phone is very important ..."
"Do you think you are my sister? At this task, you are at best a bonus. How many can kill you?
Apart from this Miaoquan, most of them did not take long to enter China.
Wang Anfeng said.
"There is no absolute thing, it means that there may be a fish that missed the net."
Luan Qisheng shook her head and opened the phone's address book.
内 The inside is empty, and the call history is completely deleted.
"So careful?"
Wu Anqisheng frowned, trying to use Wang Anfeng's computer to crack the background of the mobile phone.
At this time, the phone suddenly vibrated.