When the warrior heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank. He felt a terrifying and cold murderous intention attacking him, and he couldn't help but retreat a little.

However, he suddenly remembered that he had a companion, the sniper in the distance. This was the top gunman in the group. He had experienced countless missions of all sizes and survived to this day. He was very experienced in dealing with this situation.

"What's the matter? It's just a battle!" He said loudly, speaking Chinese language was awkward, and the young man tried hard to show off his posture, as if he really wanted to fight Fang Quan in a dignified battle.

On the one hand, he wanted to guide Fang Quan to the sniper range without any trace, and prepare for his companions' success, and was very cautious.

Seeing his posture, Fang Quan snorted coldly, his spiritual sense had already dispersed everywhere, always paying attention to the situation of the sniper hiding in the distance.

"Then, come on."

So what if Fang Quan uses the trick, kill them all!

After saying that, he jumped up suddenly, as if there was no gravity. His body movement was extremely strange and extremely fast. Before the warrior could find his figure, he suddenly appeared behind the person, kicked out and retracted it.

The huge force caught the warrior off guard and flew out again.

He suffered such a severe blow twice today, and now he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Bang!"

The floor was slightly cracked.

Not finished yet!

Just as Fang Quan was about to continue to enjoy the pleasure of blowing, a silent bullet touched him and was facing his head.

If an ordinary martial arts master could not bear this cold sneak attack. But who is Fang Quan? How could he do such a sneak attack?

He had already had his spiritual sense to lock in the gunman. After he was expected to shoot, Fang Quan's body suddenly moved. He saw him fly out like a quick leopard and running towards the hidden gunman hiding in the woods not far away.

Bang!

The bullet hit Fang Quan's feet and sparks suddenly shot up.

"Ha, disappointment."

Fang Quan smiled grimly and stared at the sniper with a sharp gaze.

The sniper in the distance was shocked to see through the sniper lens that the shot that hit the blind spot of the visual area was missed. This completely subverted his perception. This was so terrifying.

He knew he was defeated, so he jumped up as fast as possible, and he didn't even want the gun, so he was ready to escape.

But after a few steps, he suddenly felt a hand touching his neck. He immediately felt a warning in his heart. He used the fastest hand in his life to take out his carry-on pistol from his pocket.

He didn't look back.

He fired a shot behind him.

"Bang!"

A short sound.

Then all the sounds came to an abrupt end.

call……

The sniper felt that there was no sound behind him and thought that he had succeeded in saving himself. When he saw his pistol still emitting smoke, he thought to himself that he had saved his life by it again.

"Do you think I'm dead? Don't be stupid." Suddenly, the evil ghost's voice seemed to be a spike, penetrated into his mind.

"Ah! You..."

The gunman turned his head and looked incredible. Fang Quan was clearly behind him, but now he appeared in front of him. The same way was the same. Fang Quanka turned his head and turned his head to die.

Fang Quan returned to the cafe and had to say that the short Sun Kingdom warrior was very resistant to beating and resisted Fang Quan's feet. Although he vomited blood at the corner of his mouth, he still stood up staggeringly.

If Fang Quan kills the hidden gunman, there is no need for Fang Quan to kill this Sun Kingdom warrior. After all, if Fang Quan rashly kills people in public, it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble. Now is a harmonious society, not a world like the world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak.

He kicked the heart of the Sun Kingdom warrior again, like a sharp knife stabbed into his chest. A large amount of blood was spurted out of the corner of his mouth, and then he threw it out like a dead dog.

Gao Yingying stroked her chest, and she was shocked. The scene in the Hungarian Front was spectacular. At this moment, she finally knew why Fang Quan had scolded her loudly just now, and she felt a sense of gratitude. If Fang Quan did not take action, Gao Yingying knew in her heart that even if she avoided the assassination of the Sun Kingdom warrior, she would definitely not be able to avoid the gunman's secret gun.

She was once again terrified by Fang Quan's strength. Fang Quan made a very quick move before. After two gunshots, Fang Quan walked out of the woods. It seemed that the gunman's fate was very miserable.

Fang Quan had no psychological burden for killing people. After all, he killed people like a scattered person in the world of cultivation. There were hundreds of masters who died at his hands, and it was even more difficult to kill one or two ordinary people.

When Gao Yingying saw Fang Quan slaughtering the people, her expression was as usual, and she suddenly became a little frightened.

"It's all right."

Fang Quan said coldly, and got up and wanted to cross the road and go home.

"Mr. Fang Quan..."

Gao Yingying's lips opened slightly and called Fang Quan.

"Mr. Fang Quan, I have something to talk to you."

Fang Quan waved his hand and said, "I have nothing to talk about with you."

Gao Yingying looked at Fang Quan's back as she was leaving, and her heart was filled with lingering feelings.

As Chinese, can't we help the inheritance of Chinese national martial arts without being violated by foreign races?

In the top floor luxury room of a high-end hotel in Longcheng.

The short young man who had been beaten by Fang Quan before pushed open a door with heavy steps.

His eyes were as gloomy as ever. At this time, the young man had severely deformed his hands, but there was no pain in his eyes, only hatred.

The mission was originally planned very well. He planned to assassinate Gao Yingying, who was extremely talented by the Dragon City National Art Association, but he never expected that a master appeared out of thin air, causing him to fail the mission and also lost an excellent gunman.

When I opened the door, the room was dim and there was a faint sandalwood lingering.

On the bed in the room, a short and hunched old man sat cross-legged.

The old man's head was gray, but he was in good spirits. He was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed, and he was practicing.

When the old man heard someone coming in, his eyes slowly opened. His eyes were like a pool of cold water, biting cold and chilling, making people shudder.

"Zhenyi, what's wrong? Could it be that Chu Changfeng took action?"

The old man asked in a deep voice, his voice slow, but his breath was calm and he was not old.

The young man named Shinichi Furukawa's eyes flashed, and a trace of sweat began to seep from his forehead. He endured the severe pain and gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Dafeng, today I met a hidden master from China, and I failed."

The old man's name is "Matsushima Dafeng". He is famous in the Bushido of the Sun Kingdom. This time he came to China to communicate with the China National Arts Association, and he was the leader.

"Master?"

Songdo Dafeng smiled and obviously didn't care. According to his understanding, China's national martial arts have declined and there will be no more people with higher abilities than him. A few days ago, the vice president of the China National Arts Association was sent to the hospital by him. I think the so-called master is naturally nothing but a master, so the word "master" is naturally not called.

"You go and tell Kurai Kwan next door and let him find out the details. Since he came to China, he has not walked out of this hotel. It is time for him to go out and exercise his muscles."

After Matsushima Dafeng finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and fell into practice.

Shinichi Furukawa's eyes suddenly condensed. Has Aoi Jun come to China too?

Aoi Jun is a disciple of Matsushima, and his strength is unfathomable. If he can take action, all problems will naturally be solved. As Matsushima's eldest disciple, Aoi Jun, is famous in the Sun Kingdom. He is less than 40 years old, according to the Chinese martial arts, he has reached the state of "intellect". Aoi Jun is considered by Bushido of the Sun Kingdom to be the most likely master to reach the "shen transmission" level before the age of 60.

If Aoi Jun could make a move, he could almost sweep the younger generation of China.
Chapter completed!