I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

The imposing manner caused a group of illegal immigrants to take several steps back in shock, leaving Fang Shengyun with a large open space.

In the silence, Ding Lingling's mobile phone rang, and everyone couldn't help but look around. In this atmosphere of life and death, the sudden appearance of such a sound is too disturbing!

Fang Shengyun took out an elderly phone from his trouser pocket, and it turned out to be his own!But the original phone card has long been lost, how could someone call this unregistered phone card?

He just answered the phone under the siege: "Hello, who is it?"

"It's me, Liao Yunna, I have good news for you."

Seeing this scene, Mad Dog panicked: "They're all rubbish. Eat mine and use mine. It's useless now. He's just holding a razor blade. What are you bastards afraid of? Come on, kill him."

Under the urging of the mad dog, the illegal immigrants once again boosted their morale and swarmed forward with various weapons.

At the same time, Fang Shengyun put down the phone with a fierce look in his eyes. The call was from Liao Yunna. She found Fang Shengyun's number through Ali's communication records.The situation has been ascertained, the old K was murdered, using a poison that can cause the false appearance of a heart attack, and Liao Yunna also said that Lin Yun has absconded.

The truth was found out, but Fang Shengyun didn't feel any joy.

Old K's voice, appearance and appearance came to his mind. He couldn't accept that this good old man who had grown slightly fat and bald in middle age was murdered by a trusted colleague.

In the past two years of undercover career, Old K was his only spiritual support. Without Old K's continuous psychological counseling, he would not have been able to persist.The two also established a deep friendship.

The tyrannical emotions broke out, so what if the identity is restored, the old K is dead, his unemployed wife and 13-year-old child lost their husband and father, just because of the trust and concern for colleagues!

It's hard to calm down, hard to hate, suddenly, sword light dances, and a battle that modern people can't understand breaks out.

All kinds of exquisite sword moves exerted extreme lethality in Fang Shengyun's hands.

The antelope hangs its horns, the flying feathers chase the moon, the autumn leaves dance, the seven wonders of Hengshan, and the sword is divided into three lights.
This time, he didn't show mercy. Under the light of the sword, a large number of criminals fell to the ground, forcing Fang Shengyun to fight his way out.

Illegal immigrants are scared!This is not an armed fight, it is simply a one-sided killing, no matter how much the reward is, you have to spend it with your life.

A large number of criminals dropped their weapons, turned and fled, and the open space between Fang Shengyun and Xiaolou was emptied in an instant.

The murderer lying on the ground howling, and Fang Shengyun, who was not stained with blood, formed a stark contrast. This is the might of a peerless swordsman.

The mad dog also felt timid. He had never seen a fight with such momentum, such elegance, and such terror.

No, if you let him go forward, you will be finished.At this time, the mad dog no longer looked crazy, but commanded very calmly: "The Panyun Gang took out the guy, no matter how powerful he is, he can't block the bullets. Kill him with 50 people, 100 people who shoot, and [-] million people who are killed."

With a heavy reward, there must be a brave man, not to mention that the gangsters are all seeking money. The Panyun Gang's subordinates hurriedly took out their weapons, regardless of the intensive gunfire that would attract the police, and aimed at Fang Shengyun one after another.

At the moment when they were ready to attack with their guns, Fang Shengyun had already started to fight back.

I saw that when he stretched out his windbreaker, dozens of white lights flew out and immediately shot down ten gunmen.

This was just the beginning. The gunmen kept adjusting their muzzles but couldn't aim at Fang Shengyun, who was in a strange figure and kept moving, and simply shot away.

Amidst the dense bullets, Fang Shengyun kept moving and shifting, and threw out the hidden weapons in his hand one after another. The gunmen fell one by one, and finally entered the small building.

Fang Shengyun, who was in the small building, had a stream of blood dripping from his arm, no matter how exquisite his sword moves and body skills were, it was inevitable that he would be injured at such a critical juncture.

There was applause from upstairs, Mad Dog came down with a few cronies holding submachine guns, and teased with disdain: "You don't need to be an ancient swordsman if you have a gun. Now that your arm is injured, you can no longer hold a sword. As long as I order to shoot, you will immediately become a hornet's nest."

Faced with the mad dog's ridicule, Fang Shengyun remained calm, shaken the blood off his hands, and his eyes were clear: "The gun is a good thing, but unfortunately I'm not used to it, thank you for your pressure, I remembered something again, just to try to see whether your gun is faster or mine." His self-confidence comes from the ability that is always produced inexplicably.

The mad dog's face was serious, even if he didn't believe that the prodigal Fang could repeat himself, he still ordered urgently: "Fire, fire all, kill him."

The submachine guns in the hands of several cronies burst into flames, and the fully automatic rifle in Mad Dog's hand even fired wildly.

In the rain of bullets, Fang Shengyun's figure suddenly became blurred.

"God's ever-changing"

"White Horse Crossing the Stream"

That extreme speed turned his figure into an afterimage, making it impossible for the gunners to react in time.

In the middle of Xumi, the afterimage was approaching, and an exquisite sword move was used.

"Heaven asks the three swords, asks the sky, asks the earth, and asks oneself." The three swords turned into hundreds of sword lights and flew through the rain of bullets, making a rattling sound, and even swept across the bullet net.

Plop!A confidant fell to the ground, his body was covered with bloodstains, and the ground was stained red.

Immediately afterwards, another confidant dropped the gun in his hand, and his body was scattered into several pieces.

Plop, plop, plop, three more sounds in succession, the three generals of Mad Dog Gao Laokun, Climbing Dragon and Jian Niu are also finished.

With a set of sword moves, even a gangster with modern weapons will die without a whole body.

The only mad dog who was still alive, the fully automatic rifle in his hand fell in pieces, and shouted in horror and joy: "I'm not dead, I'm not dead?!"

Fang Shengyun threw the sharp sword that was almost falling apart on the ground, kicked the mad dog over, and asked condescendingly: "Of course you are not dead, because I let you live, now we can have a good talk."

"What do you want to talk about? As long as you let me go, I can promise you anything." Mad Dog replied in a panic. At this moment, he was no longer a fierce gangster boss, but more like a helpless little citizen.

"It's impossible to keep you alive, but it can make your death more comfortable." Fang Shengyun replied calmly. After this battle, he knew that he could not go back. In a society ruled by law, even illegal immigrants and gangsters have human rights and cannot kill at will. What they will face in the future will be life in a dark world.

All of this is due to Mad Dog and Lin Yun, it is impossible for him to let Mad Dog go.

After learning that he couldn't live, the mad dog suddenly showed a look of madness, and said angrily: "Your grandpa was scared? If you can't live and want to ask, I won't give you shit."

"Really?" Fang Shengyun smiled faintly, bent down and stretched out his hand to hit the mad dog several times in quick succession, and said in his mouth, "Do you know what is muscle division? This is an ancient martial arts criminal interrogation technique. It will make your meridians shift, your bones will be disordered, and your whole body will be like rolling over a mountain of knives, and thousands of ants will bite you."

Crazy Dog clenched his teeth, but still said in a tough tone: "What's the matter, no matter how painful it is, I will die after a while, and I won't say anything."

Faced with the mad dog's stubborn mouth, Fang Shengyun picked up an armchair and sat down without hesitation, and then read: "One, two, three"

When counting to ten, Mad Dog's expression changed drastically, he clenched his teeth and remained silent.

When the count reached thirty, beads of sweat rolled down Mad Dog's forehead.

Counting to fifty, the mad dog's body was swollen with blue veins, and he kept rolling on the ground begging for mercy: "Fang, please, let me go."