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Chapter 57 Desperate

"Want to kill me?"

"Let's catch up with the young master first!"

Zhao Nanshan supported Yang Qian'er's legs with both hands. After speaking, he turned around and ran towards the back of the villa.

It is impossible to fight a master with someone behind his back.

Now he can rely on the speed that only a white horse can pass through the gap, while avoiding Wang Jianjun's pursuit, he actively enters the back mountain to find opportunities to kill Wu Bin, Huo Li, Big Wolf and others.

Only by killing these miscellaneous fish can he let go of Yang Qian'er and fight Wang Jianjun to the death.

Otherwise, let these people interfere, even if his cultivation base is higher than Wang Jianjun, he may be broken in the opponent's hands, life and death fight, any interference is fatal.

"Fuck, how can this dead guy run so fast with someone behind his back?"

Wang Jianjun's eyes were about to burst, and he was terrified.

However, he didn't have time to think too much, and quickly flew into the back mountain.

Although both of them are masters, there is a big gap between the masters. The cultivation skills are different, and the emphasis will be different.

Wang Jianjun is an eighth-level boxing master with strong attack power; he has been a field soldier, good at killing, fighting head-on, and has few opponents.

The only disadvantage is speed, no matter how much you practice, it is not as good as a master who is proficient in this way.

Zhao Nanshan, who practiced the "Nine Suns Manual", is far superior to all the subtle masters of light kung fu, and his speed is faster than the master who specializes in this way. Wang Jianjun can only follow behind to eat ashes, and the distance is getting farther and farther.

For example.

If Wang Jianjun's speed is comparable to a car, Zhao Nanshan's speed is like a sports car. Although cars and sports cars are both cars, the speed of a car is not as fast as a sports car.

The two are not comparable at all.

"Oh!"

Gunshots exploded.

Wang Jianjun took a closer look and found that his subordinate 'Huo Li' had a bloody hole in his forehead, and he fell backwards with regret, and the bazooka on his shoulder immediately fell off.

Wu Bin and Big Wolf, who were not far away, looked at their comrades who had been killed by a single shot, and their eyes immediately turned red.Without further ado, he picked up the bazooka and fired grenades in the direction of Zhao Nanshan.

Rocket grenades explode in a wide range.

Not only is the heart full of high explosives, but fragments of shell casings are flying around, and it is even more dangerous.

Of course, these are only aimed at ordinary people. The explosion of the grenade can't hurt Zhao Nanshan who has the Nine Suns Scripture body protection.The reason why he dodges after firing a shot is purely worried that Yang Qian'er will be hit by the aftermath of the shell or injured by shrapnel.

Although he was carrying a person on his back, his actions were affected to some extent, but he still behaved quite slickly in avoiding the grenade bombing, as if his whole body was covered with eyes. No matter how many grenades were fired by Wu Bin and Big Wolf, they could calmly avoid them.

Yang Qian'er, who was lying on his back, was a little worried at first that she would be injured by the aftermath of the explosion, or be killed by shrapnel flying around.

As a result, he was bombarded with more than a dozen grenades, but he didn't get hurt at all.

"Anan really feels safe, I really want to lie on his back for the rest of my life!"

Yang Qian'er said with fantasy in her eyes.

A man who can protect her regardless of danger in the hail of bullets, not only protects her beautifully, but also takes time to kill the enemy, really has a sense of security.

"Oh!"

Another shot rang out.

The killer big wolf who was reloading had a bloody hole in his chest, and his eyes were fixed on the front.

A few meters away, Wu Bin, the think tank who echoed him, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Zhao Nanshan's speed was too fast. Killing these killers was like picking something out of a bag, and his shooting skills made people's scalp numb.

Under the pursuit of Wang Jianjun, the leader of the field team, he was able to use devious tactics to kill them one by one.

Wu Bin's heart was full of desperation, all his thoughts, such as being in the dark and taking revenge for his brother, had quietly gone, and there was only one thought left, and that was - to escape, to leave this ghostly place.

"Damn, if I let him continue to kill, I will become a poor commander."

Wang Jianjun, who was being tricked, realized that chasing him was not an option. Just when Wu Bin was about to escape from this place, he suddenly ran to Wu Bin, and shouted at Zhao Nanshan, who was a hundred meters away:

"Zhao Nanshan, if you are a man, don't hide and hide. Come down and fight with me with real swords and guns. Life and death will depend on fate!"

"Don't be a coward, you only know how to run away with women on your back."

"If you are worried about Yang Qian'er, I can assure you that when you and I are fighting to the death, we will never let my subordinates hurt her."

"It's enough, you come down and fight in a dignified manner!"

"No way, then please continue to perform, forgive me, you can't kill people under my nose!"

Hearing Wang Jianjun's desperate screams, Zhao Nanshan, who was under an old tree a hundred meters away, was very calm and unaffected at all.

When the situation developed to this point, Yang Qian'er became irrelevant.

Zhao Nanshan killed so many people in Wang Jianjun, this revenge must be avenged, and he also wants to kill Wang Jianjun to earn a lot of double merit.

The two sides are destined to have a battle to the death.

But not now.

Because he wanted to ensure that Yang Qian'er was absolutely safe. Yang Qian'er was not only a witness, but also one of his few friends.

In the years since I came to Hong Kong Island, I haven't met many people.

In the past two years, his cultivation base was low, and he didn't even have a single friend. It's not that he couldn't make friends, but he didn't have time to make friends. He just wanted to earn merits to exchange for exercises and gain a certain ability to protect himself.

It wasn't until he set foot in Xiantian a year ago and became the youngest grandmaster on Hong Kong Island that his sense of crisis gradually eased and he started to develop his social circle.

Therefore, he really doesn't know many people, except for Cheng Xiaodong's family, he also knows the "supervisor potential" students of the same period, and Li Wang and Yang Qian'er who he made recently.

Well, Xu Zhengyang is also one of them!
"Wang Jianjun, I am a policeman and you are a killer. We have different codes of conduct. We cannot guarantee Michelle's absolute safety. I can't let her go and fight you..."

Zhao Nanshan's tone was very flat, without any sense of tension.

Although the two didn't fight each other just now, Wang Jianjun has already revealed his weakness, that is, his speed is not fast enough, and this weakness is fatal enough.

"A young master who shows his sharpness is afraid of a small soldier!"

Wang Jianjun sneered.

Then, he suddenly grabbed Wu Bin by the collar, lifted him in front of him, and broke Wu Bin's neck with a 'click'.

The field squad already existed in name only, and he didn't mind killing one more.

Wang Jianjun just wanted to kill Zhao Nanshan and Yang Qian'er at this moment, and held their heads to pay homage to his deceased brother.

Wu Bin?

It's just that he recruited a subordinate!
Such people, as long as they have money, can be recruited at any time. He doesn't care about Wu Bin's life or death.

"Zhao Nanshan, no one is threatening Yang Qian'er except me, so how dare you fight me?"

Wang Jianjun shouted hysterically, his eyes burning.

The killing of his dependent brother had already made him lose his mind. For revenge, he could give up everything, including his own life.

As for the million hidden flowers that killed Yang Qian'er?
If you don't want your life, why would you care?
(End of this chapter)