Almighty in the city

Under the pine and cypresses in the distance, Bai Yifan and a mysterious woman in plain clothes appeared.

The pace of the two is not fast, and the frequency is not high, but it is this kind of walking that is like a stroll, but it allows them to get close to this group of North Koreans in just a few seconds.

The North Korean with the scar on his face frowned, glanced at Bai Yifan, and hummed a little impatiently in Korean: "Go away."

Bai Yifan ignored him, but looked at the mysterious woman beside him: "What, is there the person you are looking for?"

The mysterious woman shook her head in disappointment.

"That's a pity." Bai Yifan shrugged, "According to the agreement, from now on, they are mine."

"It's up to you." The mysterious woman stopped, as if to indicate that she would not violate the agreement between the two.

"Not his own." The North Korean with a scar on his face originally heard the pure Korean but was still in a relaxed state. At this time, he heard Bai Yifan and the mysterious woman communicate in the same pure Chinese language. His eyes suddenly drenched, and he whispered a reminder to his companion beside him.

In an instant, the bodies of these dozen North Koreans all bowed slightly.

Bai Yifan looked in his eyes, but smiled disdainfully.

Obviously, this is a group of practitioners, and they are practicing the ancient martial art "Hua Lang Tao".It's just that, judging from the reactions they have shown at this moment, these people are just staying in the external Kungfu stage of "training power", and they have not even touched the threshold of "training Qi" internal Kungfu.

If you have spied on the practice of "Internal Kungfu", the first reaction in the battle is to "shun Qi" first, instead of making your body's muscles tense through a little bow.

From this glance, Bai Yifan knew that these North Koreans, and the few North Koreans he killed in the abandoned industrial zone factory, were not much different in strength.

The only difference is that they still have guns on their bodies; and their right arms are also growing well on their shoulders.

However, even with guns, these dozen North Koreans were still not regarded by Bai Yifan.

Just like the mysterious woman who can cut off his arm before the opponent puts a gun, Bai Yifan can also use the rhythm of the muscles on the shoulders of these people to determine whether they are going to draw the gun or plan to fight with their hands.

Even from the rhythm of the opponent's muscles, he can tell in advance which part of his body the gun will be fired if he draws a gun, so he can react in advance.

Evasion of pistol bullets, this is completely impossible in ordinary eyes.

But in the eyes of martial arts practitioners, it is not a fantasy.

To put it bluntly, just eight words——

Keep your eyes on your hands, keep your eyes on your body

"Go!" Seeing Bai Yifan getting closer and closer, the North Korean with a scar on his face suddenly jumped off the seated Yamaha R6 heavy locomotive.

Bai Yifan grinned at him and spit out a Korean sentence: "I know you are waiting for Jinkai and them. I made a special trip to see them."

When the voice was spoken, these North Koreans were already completely changed.

The North Korean with the scar on his face was about to unconsciously draw the Desert Eagle pistol pinned to his waist. However, his shoulder had just moved, and Bai Yifan seemed to have disappeared in his sight.

The North Korean was shocked.

In the next second, there was a sharp pain in the hand he had just held the Desert Eagle pistol.

Before he gritted his teeth, a gunshot sounded in this solemn cemetery.

Then, there were six consecutive gunshots, like fireworks and firecrackers being set off after a tomb sweep.

After seven gunshots, including the North Korean with a scar on his face, the seven members of the "Dream Makers" organization have fallen straight down, and everyone's eyebrows have a shocking addition. Bullet holes.

The Desert Eagle pistol has only seven bullets as standard with a magazine.

Obviously, this North Korean with a scar on his face has not modified his gun.

After seven gunshots, knowing that the desert eagle in Bai Yifan's hand had become an empty gun, a North Korean screamed and raised his desert eagle with his hand from his waist.

However, just as the muzzle was about to confront Bai Yifan, in his sight, a black iron block was rapidly zooming in.

"Ah!" The desert eagle pistol that had been shot empty was smashed out by Bai Yifan's "dark power" as a hidden weapon, hitting the North Korean mask.

In an instant, his cheekbones and the entire skull were smashed to pieces by this "dark energy" in the Desert Eagle.

Without the support of his bones, his facial features were completely sunken in, and his head collapsed instantly.

The horrible howl only had time to scream, and he fell straight down, killing him instantly in extreme pain.

At this moment, Bai Yifan had already rushed to his side, and with a hand, the desert eagle that had fallen from his hand had been firmly caught.

Then, there were seven gunshots, like seven fireworks, taking away seven sinful lives.

In less than half a minute, 15 North Koreans have become 15 lifeless corpses.

"It's really cheap for them." Bai Yifan casually dropped the empty gun in his hand, and then slammed on it. The desert eagle, known as the "most violent pistol," was actually stepped on by his foot. It was fragmented.

"I thought you would use your national magic to kill them." The ethereal voice of the mysterious woman rang from the side.

"The problem that a bullet can solve, why bother wasting your fists, so much trouble?" Bai Yifan's face, until this moment, finally showed that tired smile again, "The next thing, let's hand it over. Give it to the police."

He shook the phone in his hand, and the second WeChat with location information he had just sent to Lin Yujing was on the screen of the phone.,, ..