cross the interceptor

Chapter 8

"Host, what a good opportunity. According to the system scan, the mission target is now in a state of obsession, and his entire skill has been reduced by half. Now is a great opportunity to eliminate him. If he is allowed to harvest the blood of the woman in his hand, With the power of Yuan Yin, all his negative states will be lifted, and his cultivation will probably be further improved. Therefore, now is the best time to get rid of him. In addition, a large number of police have already surrounded him. If the host If we don’t take any action, I’m afraid there won’t be anything left for us by then…”

A systematic analysis confirmed Song Yicheng's decision. What he didn't say, go ahead and fuck him. Otherwise, when the time comes, these policemen will surround the building and the sniper gunner will be in control. Nothing will happen to him. , the punishment for failing to complete the task is very miserable. Thinking of this, Song Yicheng quickly quickened his pace, stirred up the cultivation in his body, and prepared to rush to have a fight with Tian Boguang.

No, I can’t just pass by like this, there are too many people here, there are TV cameras and a lot of mobile phones, it’s not good to be photographed, Song Yicheng immediately turned around and stopped at a street stall on the side of the road with his head down. In front of the booth, I threw out a piece of one hundred yuan with great reluctance in my heart, said in a low voice that I don’t need to look for it, and picked up a pair of beautifully packaged flesh-colored stockings from the other booth, opened the bag while walking, and carefully put the I put one on my head, and in just a few seconds, a freshly baked silk stocking robber appeared in front of everyone.

Song Yicheng didn't care how shocking his virtue was. He waved his hands violently and ran like a galloping wild horse. He quickly ran to the bottom of the building at a speed that exceeded the world's [-]-meter race record. .Then he climbed up the stairs using his hands and feet.

"Stop, let go of that girl, let me do it, ah, no, you brazen thief, let go of your dirty hands, with this hero here, you boy will never succeed...".

With a bang, he rushed to the roof of the building, and Song Yicheng, who took out the big gun from the storage space, flew the iron gate at the top of the building with one shot. Under this, he couldn't help shouting out his own heart, leaped vigorously, and after a few ups and downs, he was full of pride. He rushed to Tian Boguang in a righteous manner, dragged the big gun behind him, and made a face. The stance of shooting at any time.

"Who is your Excellency, why do you want to spoil my good deeds, and even pretend to be a bastard who hides his head and shows his tail, and dare to ruin your interest in Mr. Tian, ​​I think you are looking for death..."

Tian Boguang, who had already stripped the young girl named Qingqing in front of him to only three points, heard Song Yicheng's shout, looked up at her helplessly, and saw Song Yicheng's strange appearance with silk stockings on his head Finally, I almost said it out loud, but after seeing the long and thick gun in the other party's hand, I put away the look of disdain in my eyes, stopped the movement in my hand, and while testing the other party's intentions, I searched for it. Something that can be used as a weapon.

"Who is it, brother is a good person, he is much better than you, the so-called lone grandma Tian, ​​fortunately, brother used to worship you as my idol in life, I'm sorry, tell me about these beautiful girls I hired you to provoke you. Originally, it was not easy for ordinary people in China to find a wife. How are you? You killed several of them as soon as you took action. Now beauties are scarce resources? Got it, I said Lao Tian, ​​you said that you stayed at home dishonestly, waiting to be chopped off by the big monk, little JJ, and then follow his daughter's buttocks to be your unstoppable little eunuch, you just let it go If you don’t do good monks, you kid will come to us to die…”

Song Yicheng shook his head. The vicious look on Tian Boguang's face in front of him suddenly destroyed the glorious image of Gao Weizheng in his heart. The bold and free-spirited image in the movies, TV shows and novels he had seen before suddenly disappeared. Guo didn't even bother to say anything now. He waved his right hand, pointed the big gun in his hand at the sky, and performed a move like a blue dragon coming out of the water.Just prepare to deal with the opponent. This is your own battle. You must be careful and careful.

"You know who I am, you know Yilin, tell me, how can I go back to my hometown, if you dare to lie to me, be careful that Uncle Tian chops you into meat, if you die, Hurry up and tell me how to go back, otherwise, hehe, this knife in my hand will not spare you."

Tian Boguang looked around, and finally found a rusty watermelon knife about a foot long in a nearby corner. The girl's virginity, Yuan Yin, didn't even care about it, and she forced her towards Song Yicheng with a compelling expression.

"I want to go back, so to speak, hit me with this big gun, let me stab you a big hole, I will give you a ride for free, how about it, so that you can go back to your hometown directly, hahahaha..." .

Song Yicheng's legs were slightly bent, his whole body gathered strength, and his internal force circulated rapidly in his body, making him ready for the next battle.

"If you don't want to drink a toast, eat the fine wine, die for me, the fierce wind knife technique, between the white clouds in the Western Regions, the isolated city of Wanren Mountain, the breeze blows thousands of miles, the wild sand rolls up the sky, look at the knife...".

Seeing that Song Yicheng ignored his question and put on a life-and-death posture, Tian Boguang felt that his self-esteem was deeply hurt by the other party. Being underestimated by others, Tian Boguang burst into anger, the watermelon knife in his hand shook violently, and used the thirteen flying sand and stone moving moves in his Kusha knife technique, rolled up a series of knife lights, and slashed towards Song Yicheng's body. past.

"Neijia Liuhe Gun, loyal Yue Wangchuang, loyal ministers and filial sons, bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, Tian Boguang, after you crossed over, you killed my Chinese people for no reason. Let the eldest brother in my hand come to see you off today." Bar……".

Song Yicheng solemnly waved the big gun in his hand, and the big gun drew rows of gun shadows in the air. A green dragon came out of the water and threw more than a dozen gun heads in the air, each of which was aimed at Tian Boguang's body. Tian Boguang was so terrified that he twisted his body in a hurry, using his master's lightness kung fu of stepping on three folded clouds, and retreated violently for five or six meters in a row, before he escaped from Song Yicheng's body. Within the attack range of a shot, the watermelon knife in his right hand was slashed across his chest, and regardless of the internal force scurrying in his body, he forcibly raised a mouthful of dantian energy, and the knife technique cooperated with the body technique, and his body flashed out on the roof of the building. Several phantoms continued to rush towards Song Yicheng.

"Sharpshooter No. [-] has arrived at the reserve position. The two sides are moving too fast to accurately lock the target. Please instruct the next move...".

"The No. [-] sharpshooter has reached the reserve position and cannot effectively lock the target. Please instruct...".

Just when the two turned into two groups of swords, lights and guns, entangled like this, the bottom of the six-story building was already crowded with spectators. Not far from the building, there were more than a dozen police cars parked, several A policeman was pulling the cordon in a hurry, and a middle-aged police officer was calmly issuing a series of orders in the command car.

"The sniper is on standby. If there is no absolute certainty, no shooting is allowed. Again, the sniper is on standby. If there is no absolute certainty, no shooting is allowed to avoid hurting innocent people. A SWAT team surrounded the roof from the front of the stairs. The SWAT team The second team is laying air drops downstairs to prevent any accidents upstairs, let's take action..."

The cameraman on the TV station, who was carrying the camera, was also freed from the grief of losing his colleague at this time, and excitedly pointed the camera at the building to record the fight on the roof. This is an exclusive report. After watching the video, you can get promoted and raise your salary when you return to Taiwan.

"It's fighting, it's fighting, my God, they are so fast, look, that man in stockings was hacked by that lunatic again, it's okay, it's okay, the hands and feet of this stockings man are pretty nimble, this The knife didn't do him much harm..."

"Damn it, is this still a human being? The lunatic with the knife can jump really high. If he is going to participate in the Olympics, what else is there for others? This, this must be the legendary lightness kung fu...".

"Exciting, this is much more enjoyable than watching any martial arts movies. It seems that the martial arts legends in our China are true. There are really martial arts masters in this world. Don't say anything. Who knows where you can learn These martial arts, I want to learn from my teacher..."

"The stocking guy with the gun is so handsome, he has a personality, I like it, I swear, I will marry him...".

The onlookers downstairs chattered about everything, and they all watched the life-and-death battle on the roof intently, looking forward to the final result of the battle.

But Song Yicheng, who was fighting on the roof, didn't know that just once, the audience downstairs gave him a lot of nicknames, such as stockings brother, stockings man, stockings man, etc., but it didn't matter what they were called. Every one of them sounded obscene and didn't sound right.

After fighting with dozens of moves in a row, Song Yicheng has gone from being unable to fight back at the beginning to being evenly matched now. Although he has mastered and mastered this set of Liuhe marksmanship by relying on systematic cheating, he can't follow the Jianghu. Compared with Tian Boguang, who has been a sidekick for countless years, he is far behind in terms of awareness and experience in fighting life and death. One has never even killed a chicken, but the other is a famous master in the world. It's no wonder that poor Song Yicheng won't suffer if the fight starts.

Fortunately, the weapons of this guy took a huge advantage. The two or three meter long guns are fired in such a round, and the statement that one inch is stronger and one inch is longer is not a lie, but even so, Song Yicheng was still given by the other party. He was hit several times, but fortunately, the places where he was hit were all rough-skinned and thick-skinned parts, which did not affect Song Yicheng's fighting power in the future.

However, these knives were not in vain. After many bloody lessons, this guy finally regained his defeat little by little, and the big gun in his hand gradually began to exert its unique power. The constant parry turned into the current situation of back and forth, and the two sides were tied. However, as time passed, the internal energy in Tian Boguang's body became more and more scattered, and Song Yicheng gradually became the side that had the upper hand. The Liuhe marksmanship of the family in the set has also become handy.

(End of this chapter)