Chapter 815: Too Evil

However, what surprised everyone even more was that Lu Xingchen still stood still, but still firmly caught every punch of the man in the sunglasses.

This is simply evil.

The man in the sunglasses also found it strange, but his speed had reached the limit, and gradually his physical strength was exhausted, so he could only slow down.

Lu Xingchen curled his lips into a smile, and suddenly took a step forward, his arms still covering the man's fist in sunglasses, but his voice sounded a bit evil, "It seems that Brother Hua only has these abilities, and it's up to me next."

What's the meaning?

The face of the man in sunglasses changed, Lu Xingchen took over his move, but didn't try his best, he still has a hole card?

Of course, both are descendants of ancient martial arts, men practice strength and speed, but women practice skill and strength with softness.

After Lu Xingchen caught the man's fist with his right arm again, his body suddenly became shorter, and then his whole upper body was bent at a strange angle, his left hand suddenly gathered strength, and he punched the man in the sunglasses directly in the stomach.

The man in the sunglasses only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and a thin layer of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead, and he backed up several steps in succession.

However, Lu Xingchen didn't give him any chance to breathe. He chased after him at a faster speed, and then under the terrified gaze of the man in sunglasses, he jumped up into the air and punched him directly. temples.

This blow almost killed half of the man in the sunglasses, his body was completely uncontrollable, and he fell weakly to the ground immediately.

The situation turned abruptly, and everyone was stupefied with fright, but the brothers of the man in the sunglasses did not dare to step forward. Usually, the man in the sunglasses could kill half of them with a move of his fingers. He was almost a demigod. To that pretty boy.

At this time, Lu Xingchen was almost like a god in their eyes, and they didn't have the guts to muster up the courage to challenge a god-like existence.

Lin Sen was dying of anxiety. Seeing those people standing still and not daring to move, he immediately raised the gun in his hand and said loudly, "Lu Xingchen, stop, or I will shoot!"

"Shoot?" Lu Xingchen squatted on the ground, tilted his head slightly, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said domineeringly, "Have you got my permission?"

What's the meaning?

Lin Sen was confused by Lu Xingchen's smile, he clenched the gun tightly, and took a few steps towards Lu Xingchen and the man in the sunglasses, "Stop, or I'll shoot you to death!"

Lu Xingchen saw Lin Sen approaching, just as she wanted, she shook her bare hand lightly, and a silver needle fell into her finger, then she looked at Lin Sen, pointed directly at him handsomely, and the silver needle flew out in an instant.

The Bing Po Silver Needle is as thin as a hair, and its color is as transparent as ice, so no one can see it at all.

Lin Sen didn't understand the meaning of Lu Xingchen's action, and in the next moment, his hand holding the gun suddenly felt a coolness from the tiger's mouth, and then it felt like he was being stabbed by a needle, and the pain was terribly painful. No more strength.

He was startled and frightened, and the gun in his hand immediately dropped to the ground. Just as he was about to bend down to pick it up, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and the gun on the ground disappeared.

"How is it?" Lu Xingchen's voice sounded above Lin Sen's head, "Doesn't it feel good to be pointed at with a gun?"

Lin Sen raised his head in disbelief and looked at Lu Xingchen who was not far away. How could this happen? Lu Xingchen was clearly downstairs just now, how could it be possible to reach the second floor in such a short time? Picked up the gun faster than himself?

Why is this person so wicked?