1742. Youjia’s Revenge 4
Na Taozi couldn't help but spit and cursed: "Damn, are you wearing a bulletproof vest?" As he said that, he reached out and pulled Leng Xuan's clothes apart, only to see a few pieces of clothing inside. A piece of clothing, there is no so-called body armor at all. Tao Zi tried again without believing in evil, but no matter where he stabbed, he couldn't hurt Leng Xuan.
Leng Xuan looked at Tao Zi who was trying in vain, and smiled coldly: "How about it? Do you want me to let you continue trying?" Upon hearing this, Tao Zi immediately took a few steps back, and his face changed several times. When the middle-aged man saw that Tao Zi had not dealt with Leng Xuan for a long time, he couldn't help but stepped forward, slapped Tao Zi hard on the back of the head, and cursed: "You can't even do small things, so what's the use of you." Taozi quickly defended: "Boss, it's not that I can't do it well, but... it's that this kid is very evil, and my knife can't hurt him at all. He seems to have learned the magical power of indestructibility. He is invulnerable. I can any solution."
"The indestructible magic power of Vajra?" The middle-aged man sighed, kicked Tao Zi hard, and said, "I think you got possessed by watching TV, and you even believe in such nonsense. . Useless thing, give me the knife and get out of the way." Taozi handed the butterfly knife to the middle-aged man's hand angrily, and then took a few steps back. The middle-aged man held the butterfly knife, played two tricks skillfully, walked slowly to Leng Xuan, and without saying anything, stabbed Leng Xuan directly in the body. And the result this time is still the same as before. When the middle-aged man saw this, his expression finally changed and he gave Leng Xuan a strange look. He hurriedly took two steps back, quickly put away the butterfly knife, and then took out a pistol from his waist. "Boy, you do have some tricks up your sleeve. Since you can block a knife, I wonder if you can block a bullet."
As his words fell, there was a 'bang' and the pistol also fired. However, when the gun fired, Leng Xuan's hand moved, and the bullet was tightly clamped between his two fingers. Seeing this scene, the expressions of the middle-aged man and others all changed. They are usually people who have been on the verge of life and death, and each of them has several lives on his hands. But after so many years, they have never seen such a thing, except on TV.
After being stunned for a moment, the middle-aged man immediately said: "Don't be stunned, let's shoot him together." Immediately, the men pulled out their pistols from their waists and pulled the triggers towards Leng Xuan. When the gunfire sounded continuously, Leng Xuan's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. Then only a wailing sound was heard. When the middle-aged man reacted, all the men he brought had fallen to the ground. Everyone's gun hand seemed to be broken, and they were lying on the ground writhing in pain. But at this time, he felt his eyes blur, and Leng Xuan had appeared in front of him. He was suddenly horrified, and he raised his gun to shoot, but before he even raised his gun, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. When he looked up, he found that his right hand was hanging down limply. He lost control and the gun in his hand fell to the ground. He held his painful right wrist, took a few steps back, and said in fear: "You... who are you?"