Chapter 1053 Heart, Lungs, and Kidneys

Just when Eagle was almost in despair.

Ci Xin, who walked off the pier, looked at the person who stopped her expressionlessly.

When Ci Xin was young, she read the original work of "Feng Shen Bang" and was deeply impressed by the phrase "Fellow Taoist, please stay." But she never expected that one day someone would actually call her that.

Cixin raised her eyes and looked at Master Zhang, who was walking from a distance.

Master Zhang is still dressed in a Tang suit, with a slightly stout figure, a three-part beard, and a somewhat immortal air. At this time, the pace seemed slow but was actually fast, and he was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Ci Xin was a little wary. Master Zhang was already a top master just by showing off his skills. She also discovered that Master Zhang was holding a telescope in his hand.

He must have been standing on the roof of a nearby house with a telescope and saw everything just now.

"What do you do for me?" Ci Xin's tone did not waver at all, and he casually reached into his satchel with one hand. Master Zhang saw this and could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

He could see that there was a way to practice compassion in the body, and although the way was not correct, the skill was not shallow. It’s just that the style of carrying cannonballs is really hard to describe in words.

I don’t know which expert taught it.

Master Zhang calmed down his thoughts and said with a smile: "I see that Taoist friends have mixed up their practice, and their breath is mixed with Buddhism. It seems that there are also methods from the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions. I'm afraid... it will be difficult to achieve positive results in the future."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently twirled his beard, looking like "I am a wise man, come and ask me". Cixin watched him say what he said, and after waiting for two seconds, he suddenly swayed and punched him in the face.

Compassion's fist is small, white and tender, and does not look lethal at all.

But the strong wind brought by this circle was as strong as usual, and there was a sonic boom with a "bang" sound. Zhang Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, thinking that Ci Xin would hit him as soon as he said so.

Originally, in my imagination, what I said just now hit the point, and even if I recognized my kindness, I would at most say a few words to me.

Unexpectedly, the man behind the meeting was following a routine and used his killer move.

Zhang Xiaoshi's pupils shrank, and there was no voice in his mind yelling, telling me to hide, otherwise I would die. But the speed of compassion was too slow, and it caught me off guard again.

Zhang Xiaoshi knew it and hid forward if it was successful.

As soon as he dodged, he became passive. He dodged the punch and was followed by numerous killing moves. "You can hide!"

Zhang Xiaoshi raised his heart, let out a small roar, raised his arms together, and responded. At the last moment, it was like two small rubber hammers hitting each other.

Zhang Xiaoshi groaned and took eight small steps in a row.

A blush appeared on Cixin's face, and she stood motionless. The strength of the two is low and high.

Zhang Xiaoshi’s face was ugly. Although I expected that Ci

The strength of the heart is extraordinary, but I never thought that it would be so weak. I also understood in my heart why what Ci Xin said to me just now was totally reasonable.

If your strength is there, why should you listen to my nonsense?

Zhang Xiaoshi was worried, put his hands on his collar, and pulled open the Tang suit on his lower body with a sharp sound.

As I pass middle age, my muscles are full and my skin is sagging, which makes my actions less funny.

But when Cixin saw Zhang Xiaoshi's Qiongqi tattoo extending from his shoulders to his right chest, his eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke for the first time: "His surname is also Zhang. Who is he from Yigel?"

Master Zhang was surprised: "Do you know Qishan, fellow Taoist?"

Did I misunderstand my age because of Ci Xin's appearance? A seventy-year-old girl may not have that kind of strength. Loving kindness is the answer.

Zhang Xiaoshi continued: "You and Qishan are both branches of the Zhang family, and we are cousins ​​based on seniority." Cixin said "hmm", but she tiptoed and attacked again.

Zhang Xiaoshi was taken aback for a moment. He originally thought that speaking compassionately and mentioning an old friend would help build a relationship.

I thought that the logic of interfering women is basically the same.

He mentioned Eagle and continued to beat me. Why did he mention me? Zhang Xiaoshi was depressed, but his reaction was not quick at all.

With a sudden sip, his whole body felt like it was inflated, and his muscles swelled.

The Qiongqi tattoo under his body became increasingly visibly cloudy, and his overall aura dropped by two levels. He waved his hand and received Ci Xin's punch, then hit him back with his backhand.

The two of them were jumping up and down, trying to figure out their skills and defenses, and the delivery was extremely slow.

They were like two whirlwinds, rolling back and forth on the beach, colliding at low speed and then separating immediately. After dozens of rounds of fighting in the blink of an eye, with a bang, the seven people separated and each took a few steps forward. Ci Xin's big white skirt and fluttering sleeves still look like a man in his eighties.

Only outside the narrow and loose sleeves, the originally thin and white arms actually swelled a little, becoming thicker than a special woman, with bulging muscles and protruding veins.

Because of the continuous exertion of force, the blood in your body surges like a river, exuding an astonishing coldness. If you look at it, there are wisps of white steam rising from the top of your head, even to the surface of your skin.

Opposite Zhang Xiaoshi was even more embarrassed.

He was panting with his mouth open, and his face was swollen and red, as if he had been exercising for a long time and had just run ten kilometers away.

The Qiongqi tattoo under his body was stimulated by the blood and turned into a dim red, becoming more and more lifelike, kind and normal.

Cixin looked at the other party and spoke again: "It is true that he is a member of the same clan as Eagle. It's a pity that he is obsessed with nonsense.

Confusion, messing up your Taoist mind. As he spoke, his compassionate hand reached out of his satchel and took out this demon-conquering pestle.

After that, I used the magic pestle because it was convenient to use one at a time to avoid getting my hands dirty. Now, facing Zhang Xiaoshi and taking out the Demon-Subduing Pestle, it was a sign of knowing the opponent.

Zhang Xiaoshi's heart twitched as he looked at this swarthy white demon-subduing pestle.

I haven't tried my best just now, and 40/10 of my ability lies in my fists and feet. Even if you give me weapons, it may not increase a few points.

On the contrary, with the pestle of compassion in his hand, his aura suddenly dropped, and it was obviously different from before. Zhang Xiaoshi vomited at the mouth and said quickly: "Fellow Taoist, hurry up, I'm on top..."

By the time I finished speaking, Compassion's pestle had not yet hit me.

Just now, I dared to fight head-on with fists and kicks, but now I changed my weapons, no matter what, I dared to do so. In addition, the consumption just now was too small, and he immediately fell into the upper hand.

That fight only took a few moves, but Zhang Xiaoshi was able to withstand it.

Knowing that if Qingxing were to hit her again, it would bring more harm than good, Xiaoshi Zhang regretted provoking Ci Xin today.

But now that the matter has come to this, there is no point in feeling sorry for yourself, so I hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Taoist, stop it, you don't have a way to live forever. I would like to discuss the details with you."

Meanwhile, outside the hotel.

Just as Ding Lu was about to come out of the house, there was no big crow watching her. Although the situation is critical, Zhang Qishan's mind is still calm.

He made a quick judgment and rushed to the room next to Du Fei. The door was locked, but it blocked me.

With a bang, Ding Luyu knocked on the door and entered.

Although the fundamental problem was solved outside, they could not temporarily break away from the favorable terrain to avoid falling into the joint strangulation of Du Fei and Dawu.

Zhang Qishan's face was clear. Before leaving the house, he immediately rolled over, turned around and pointed his gun at the door.

The door limits the range. At this time, no matter whether Du Fei or Dawu rushes back from inside, I am not confident that they will hit 100%.

However, at the last moment, the gun went off just as Zhang Qishan pulled the trigger. Gunshots came from the direction of the balcony.

"Bang bang bang~"

Eight shots were fired in succession, all of them hitting Zhang Qishan's back. One shot hit the heart, one hit the lungs, and one hit the waist, all of which were vital organs.

Zhang Qishan fell to the ground with a groan, turning over and looking in the direction of the balcony with a look of disbelief on his face.

I saw Ding Lu standing under the balcony, holding a Type 54 pistol in his hand, the smoking muzzle still pointed at me. "He..." Zhang Qishan looked surprised, trying to understand why Du Fei appeared there.

Then he turned to look at the door.

I saw one small one and one big one, with two hairy heads sticking out from the side. One is Dawu and the other is Dahuang.

It turned out that before Du Fei sprayed fire twice, he had dragged out a flamethrower. What Ding Luyu saw was just an illusion created by Dahuang.

Originally, with Ding Luyu's strength, it was possible for her to be affected by that illusion.

But in this situation, Zhang Qishan's judgment has obviously declined, so he didn't see through it. It's also because Dahuang is so cunning and cunning, he only uses illusions and is still trying to figure out people's hearts.

The illusion it just created was just the flamethrower's nozzle protruding from the outside of the house, and it didn't appear less. That would be really stupid.

It must be possible to really bring out Du Fei's illusion. The simpler it is, the fewer the flaws will be, and the more difficult it will be to make it self-defeating and let Zhang Qishan discover the flaws. The real Du Fei has jumped from the balcony before he knows it.

In fact, in this situation, Zhang Qishan's only chance to turn the situation around was not to rush out of the guest rooms on both sides of the corridor. I don't have two choices, one is the one next to Du Fei, the other is the one opposite.

The hotel rooms are not facing each other. Go to the one opposite. The door should be two meters behind.

Therefore, when Eagle chooses, he is most likely to enter here. Du Fei came over in advance to wait and see, what he wanted was a high probability.

If there was a small probability situation, he would have no choice but to admit it.

Eagle's face turned pale, a pool of bright red blood spread under his body, and he leaned weakly against the bed. Du Fei watched and couldn't help but sigh at the tenacious vitality of these top martial arts masters.

An ordinary person would have been hit in the heart, lungs, and waist, and would have died on the spot. But Eagle was still thinking about giving him a backing before he died.

There was a "bang" and the gunshot rang out again.

The bullet hit Eagle's left wrist.

Eagle groaned again, despair appearing in his eyes.

A short dagger without a handle fell out of his struck palm. The dagger is shaped like an eagle's talon, with only a ring pierced through the finger. If Du Fei was careless just now, get closer.

It would be really painful to be stabbed by this thing.

The last little thought was seen through. Eagle smiled bitterly and opened his mouth to say something.

But because the lobe of his lung was shot, a large mouthful of blood foam spurted out. He was choked and coughed violently, and could not speak at all. Du Fei then took two steps forward and looked at the man lying on the ground whose life was counting down.

Eagle didn't look at Du Fei anymore, his eyes were distracted and he leaned his head on the bed.

Du Fei thought silently, watching Eagle's vitality rapidly weakening, and finally thought of something. The next moment, the person in front of him disappeared out of thin air.