Tianting Courier

Chapter 831
Bang!
This shot hit Wei Qing's arm!
Wei Qing just took away the electric baton, and because he was mentally disturbed, it was absolutely impossible for the police to shoot him in the head. After all, Wei Qing did not take hostages.

But something surprising happened...

The live ammunition hit Wei Qing's arm, Wei Qing didn't even raise his head, but still looked down at the electric baton in his hand with great interest, a little like he couldn't put it down.

The shot seemed to have been emptied and missed him.

This scene stunned the onlookers...

No one would suspect that there was something wrong with the gun in the policeman's hand. Everyone had seen that the shot had indeed hit the beggar's arm, so why didn't the man respond at all.

Even if there were no heart-piercing screams, at least he had to cry out pain or something. Could it be that this person is dead, or invulnerable?
At this time, Tu Wuya squeezed into the crowd relying on his strong body.

The spectators around saw the sword in Tu Wuya's hand, but they didn't dare to stop them, they could only obediently give up some passages.

In the secular world, guns and props are strictly controlled, and those who can carry swords and so on in the street are definitely masters of martial arts.

Of course, the martial arts master mentioned here is what ordinary people call monks.

"Damn it, the scene was so bloody, it was that insane person who killed three people in broad daylight!" exclaimed.

The third lady heard what Tu Wuya said, subconsciously looked up at the scene, and also took a deep breath.The third lady glanced at the suspect, at first she didn't pay attention, a monk of her level might have some contact with a beggar, but when she saw those deep eyes, his delicate body trembled slightly, tears Suddenly collapsed, lost his voice: "Wei Qing?"

"Wei Qing?" Tu Wuya was taken aback.

But the third lady had already run towards Wei Qing, and even Tu Wuya didn't have time to stop her...

The surrounding people exclaimed, thinking that a heroine ran out of the crowd and wanted to subdue the murderer.

But the third lady just opened her arms and rushed towards Wei Qing defenselessly. The next moment, Wei Qing punched out the third lady who wanted to come and hug her.The third lady swept away and landed on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.Tu Wuya hastily drew out his sword, rushed towards Miss San, and shouted: "Senior Sister!"

"Wei Qing, he is really Wei Qing!" Third Miss ignored her injuries and pointed at the beggar with trembling fingers.

If Miss San wasn't a cultivator, Wei Qing's punch would probably have killed her.

Tu Wuya said angrily: "Senior sister, you are crazy, how could he be Wei Qing, Wei Qing is in the heaven. His grandma is a bear, you madman dare to hurt my senior sister, I will destroy you!" said the aura all over his body Released, the body glowed with a faint golden light, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly. Now Tu Crow's cultivation base is already in the realm of emptiness, and dealing with a lunatic who is playing tricks is just a matter of one sword.

Just when Tu Wuya wanted to do something, she was stopped by Miss San!

"Crow, what are you doing? He is really Wei Qing. I can't be mistaken. I can tell it's him with those eyes. There is absolutely no mistake!"

The third lady stood up abruptly, and slapped Tu Wuya, stunned to extinguish the martial arts master fan that Tu Wuya had just created. Tu Wuya looked at her senior sister crying into tears, plus this With a swearing tone, he couldn't help but looked at this dirty and inhuman beggar in doubt, and said in a broken voice, "He's really Wei Qing, how could this be possible, he's my idol, how could he be like this?"

Third Miss coughed up a mouthful of blood, nodded and said, "I'm not mistaken, he is the only man I miss in my life."

Tu Crow still shook his head in disbelief, and said, "Then what do you think we should do now?"

"Don't hurt him, just subdue him. He must have been stimulated to become like this. My God, how could my man become a beggar? My heart hurts so much..." Third Miss Crying hard, walking towards Wei Qing a little bit out of his wits, so frightened that Tu Wuya hastily promised that he would subdue this beggar, no, Wei Qing without hurting a single hair.

One is a cultivator in the realm of emptiness, and the other is a madman with only brute force and mental disorders.

This is a battle without any suspense.

Tu Wuya used his speed to the extreme, pulled out afterimages, and came to Wei Qing's back in an instant, and then slapped Wei Qing unconscious, winning the crowd.

"You can't take him away!"

Tu Wuya picked up Wei Qing on his back and was about to leave, but three policemen blocked his way.

The third young lady became strong all of a sudden, she was as cold as ice, and said in a low voice: "Get out of the way, you haven't seen the sword in my hand, I must take this person away, if you have something to come to Chunxiaotang to find me, if you still don't feel relieved , went directly to Yu San, and said that I took his brother-in-law away, is there a problem?"

When the three policemen heard Yu San's name, they were immediately speechless.

Yu San is now the most powerful figure in Beihai Port.

Beiman Mountain, at the foot of the mountain is a group of villas, and it is also the place with the highest land price in the entire Beihai Port.Because in this Beimang Mountain, it is said that there is a very powerful formation that can continuously absorb the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles. If you live here for one year, you can live for three more years.

Real estate is only one of the many industries in which Mr. Yu invests in wages. In addition, it also involves fishery, finance, banking, etc. It is said that Mr. Yu now plans to enter the luxury industry.

And on the top of Beiman Mountain, there is a villa, which is Yu Sanye's sentimental villa.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon, and Yu Wen is entertaining business partners in the conference hall in the villa.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Wen was discussing business in the villa.

On the shelves in the huge conference hall, there are treasures one after another, and any one taken out is a priceless treasure, even if it is a conference table that can seat thirty people at a time, it is all made of agarwood for meditation. , A little bit of deduction can be used as gold. Yu Wen is talking very happily with a few business partners, and it is about to sign the contract.

In the past, Yu Wen was a talkative, gentle, sour scholar who carried a bookshelf on his back wherever he went, and was kind to everyone.

And now Yu Wen, wearing a neat suit and wearing a pair of glasses, still gives people a very cultivated feeling, but it is not difficult to see from his serious face that he is under a heavy threat now, at least at this moment. He spoke, neither fast nor slow, the three secret arts were recording his words, and the business partner who came to discuss cooperation also listened to him very seriously, with a look of conviction on his face.

(End of this chapter)