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"Go get their pistols!" The black man yelled at the white man. The white man smiled coldly, and quickly picked up those pistols, even picking out one to play with in his hand.

This time, the atmosphere at the scene became extremely tense...

The police officers were shot and the inmates were armed with pistols!Could there be a worse situation than this?

Many people were trembling, for fear that they would be crushed by the pistol if they were not careful.

"Hehe, the mission this time seems to be too simple." Seeing this, the black man smiled ferociously.

The task they received was to launch an attack on MSK and blow up MSK's airport directly.

Everything went very smoothly.

The six police officers were also very nervous at this time. Without their pistols, what would they use to fight these people?

They all retreated carefully, not knowing what they were thinking.

Seeing this, Zhao Zichen's heart sank slightly, he slowly grasped the bag in his hand firmly, then looked at Wen Xinruo, and said, "Wait a minute, find a place to hide."

"What about you?" Although Wen Xinruo was scared, she wasn't stupid. There was something wrong with Zhao Zichen's words. If she told her to hide it, what about him?

"Me? It's okay, don't worry." Zhao Zichen said in a low voice.

If Wenxin heard this, she didn't know what to say. She knew that Zhao Zichen was probably about to take another risk.

What happened to the speeding car family last time made her know Zhao Zichen's strength, how much better than those domineering presidents... But she was a little hesitant, if something happened to Zhao Zichen, she would feel guilty, but he also knew that even if she was in Here, she couldn't help much, after struggling for a while, she nodded slowly.

It is better not to help than to help.

In this hall, many passengers are extremely nervous.

Not long after, the voice of a police officer sounded.

The black man's face changed slightly: "Shit! I didn't expect that group of damned police officers to come so fast!" At this moment, one of the six police officers moved, trying to take advantage of the black man's distraction. He won.

However, the moment he just moved...

"boom!"

Gunshots ring out!
"what!!"

"what!!"

The people at the scene were frightened by the gunshots, and they all yelled in horror.

As for the police officer, a blood hole appeared directly on his chest, with a resigned expression on his face, he finally fell down.

"Fuck! I have told you not to move around!" Seeing this, the black man roared angrily, "Break the feet of these police officers!"

Not long after, gunshots rang out...

Blood holes appeared on the feet of several police officers, and they screamed and fell to the ground.

The black was relieved, glanced at these tourists, and sneered: "Fill these bombs! We will retreat later! Otherwise, too many police officers will come, which will be very bad for us!" After finishing speaking After that, he glanced at the crowd again, as if looking for a hostage.

After all, once they are caught, they are safer with a hostage.

Finally, he scanned Zhao Zichen and the others.

"It was you two damn guys blocking our way just now!" He snorted angrily.

Zhao Zichen's expression sank slightly.

These two people are definitely people who walked out of the mountain of corpses and blood, and they have no conscience.

It is estimated that they intend to directly detonate the airport and let everyone be buried with them.

"You will do as I tell you later." He whispered.

At this time, the black man also noticed Wen Xinruo.

Wen Xinruo's temperament and appearance immediately attracted him.

At this moment, his eyes brightened, "You! Come here!"

He pointed at Wen Xinruo and shouted loudly. When the others saw her, they all looked at Wen Xinruo, and finally shook their heads, feeling sorry for this beautiful girl.

Wenxin's heart sank slightly when she saw that she had been accused...

At this time, Zhao Zichen shook her hand, signaled her to calm down, then stepped out, and said slowly in Y language: "Both of you, we are from Huaxia, we are just here for tourism, I hope you can let us go, I will definitely I will be very grateful!" After speaking, he also said to Wen Xinruo behind him in a very small voice: "Wait a minute, you take advantage of the chaos and hide."

Wen Xinruo was not allowed to refuse, Zhao Zichen had already stood in front of Wen Xinruo.

Hearing Zhao Zichen's words, the black man showed a bit of contempt on his face: "So I'm from Huaxia, but I'm not interested in you, let the woman behind you stand up!"

After hearing this, Zhao Zichen pretended to be very frightened, and quickly said: "No! You can't touch her, she is my woman!" He slowly approached the black man a few steps, with that frightened expression, She pretended to be lifelike, comparable to a Hollywood actor.

The black man never worried about Zhao Zichen's threat to him at all. He still has a gun in his hand, so he doesn't have to worry about an ordinary person at all.

"You, get out of the way! Hand over your woman, or I will let you eat bullets!" The black man snorted coldly, and pointed a gun at Zhao Zichen.

At this time, everyone was terrified when they saw this scene... They also sneered at Zhao Zichen's actions in their hearts.

Life is almost gone, so who cares what women do?If you hand it over, you may still have a chance of survival.

Zhao Zichen made a flustered look, and slowly raised the luggage bag in his hand.

He slowly approached the black man, and the black man looked at him with a very playful expression, until he was about five meters away from the black man, and his footsteps slowly stopped.

At this time, Zhao Zichen raised his head slightly, looked at the black man, and asked lightly: "Do you want my woman?"

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't want to die, hand her over!" The black man sneered, pointing at Zhao Zichen, ready to shoot at any time.

In fact, he just wanted to play tricks on this Chinese person. However, when he looked at Zhao Zichen, he always had a strange feeling...

I always feel that this Huaxia person seems to be a little different from just now, but what is the difference?He couldn't speak again.

"Hand it over? Who do you think you are? Two trash-like guys, also want to touch our Huaxia woman?" Zhao Zichen sneered, and slowly prepared to attack.

With a distance of five meters, he is confident!

As soon as this was said, the audience was taken aback.

Everyone feels that there is something wrong with their ears?

Why did this Chinese man suddenly become so brave?
Just now, he still had a look of fear on his face, but now he has become... confident?
The black man was also stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted: "Fuck! You are looking for death, I will send you on your way now!" Saying this, he got on the safety bolt and pointed at Zhao Zichen.

That expression was full of ferociousness, and he was about to shoot. At this time, Zhao Zichen's reaction was also very fast. He shouted: "Hide!" After speaking, he instantly turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the black man.

At the same time, the gun in the black man's hand also rang.

"Bang! Bang!"

The gunshots rang out, and there was another burst of chaos at the scene.

After Wen Xinruo heard Yang Le's shout, she quickly found a place to hide.

The others, on the other hand, were completely in a panic.

After the black man fired a shot, there was still a sneer on his face. This Chinese man should have been killed by him, right?

However, looking forward again, he didn't see the corpse at all!
"What? Where are people?"

He was startled.

But when he reacted, he realized that a fist had come to him.

Subconsciously, his right hand holding the gun blocked it.

"boom!"

With a punch, the black man only felt that he had received an extremely terrifying force.

The whole person staggered back.

When he looked at the gun in his hand again, he found that his gun... had been deformed, and there were fist marks on it.

Immediately, he felt a trembling and a chill deep in his heart.

This Huaxia man's fist even broke the gun?This is not a toy gun!
At this time, the white man, the black's accomplice, also reacted. He quickly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Zhao Zichen, shouting: "Fuck! Fuck! Damn Chinese, stop!" However, how could Zhao Zichen Will pay attention to him?

He threw the luggage bag he was carrying in the direction of the white man, and then rushed towards the white man himself.

Seeing Zhao Zichen hitting himself with something, the white man panicked, and quickly took a gun and fired a few shots at the suitcase!
"Fuck! My computer!" Zhao Zichen's expression changed immediately when he heard the gunshot.

He speeded up suddenly, grabbing the strap of the luggage bag, and his figure was already in front of the white man.

"Damn it! If you dare to break my computer, I'll kill you!" He yelled and kicked it out.

The white man didn't have time to take precautions, he flew upside down and fell to the ground.

The gun in his hand was scattered on the ground in an instant.

After being kicked, he felt like his heart stopped for two seconds, like a nightmare.

At this moment, he was also a little scared. When he looked at Zhao Zichen, he felt a sense of fear. He quickly looked at the pistol scattered on the ground, and was about to pick it up.

However, just when he was about to touch the pistol, Zhao Zichen's foot stepped on the pistol first.

"Why are you playing with guns? This thing is very dangerous. Don't forget, you broke my computer with it. You need to pay for it!" After speaking, he moved his foot away and was crushed The pistol appeared in front of the white man.

The white man felt a chill in his heart.

It's just one kick... How strong is this kick?
If you step on me, won't I die?
"I, I..." He looked at Zhao Zichen with some fear, afraid that Zhao Zichen would also kick him like this.

Zhao Zichen approached him slowly, and then slowly raised his foot.

At this time, the white man's eyes saw Zhao Zichen's feet approaching him, his pupils dilated infinitely, and finally he fainted from fright.

"Damn! You're such a waste, you fainted from fright!" Seeing this, Zhao Zichen curled his lips and snorted coldly.

In fact, this is not considered dizzy, because Zhao Zichen's kick just now was too strong, which made the white man's heart a little bit uneasy, but he was already very powerful if he was not scared to death after being scared like this.

The people around looked at this scene, and their hearts were beyond shock.

When he looked at Zhao Zichen, his eyes were full of fire, and he was astonished!

This Chinese person is simply too cool, isn't it?
Kicked people out with one kick?And that person is still so strong, this is simply a superman, isn't it?
At this time, Zhao Zichen's eyes slowly turned to the other black man.

The black man has slowly taken off his clothes at this moment.

His muscular body was exposed.

He didn't seem to plan to run away, and wanted to deal with the Huaxia man himself.

"Yo, it's not bad, there are a few muscles."

PK?

Zhao Zichen has never been afraid of this, well, he has never lost in a real person PK!
The black man ignored Zhao Zichen's words and made the iconic move of a boxer, clenching his fists and jumping and jumping.

He also made a provocative move towards Zhao Zichen.

It's not that he's stupid, he still doesn't run away at this point.

It's because he knows that with this Chinese man here, it will be difficult for him to escape!

Unless this Huaxia man is dealt with first, he won't be able to escape.

"Are you fighting? It's up to you?" Zhao Zichen held the bag in one hand and walked slowly towards the black man.

Soon, he came in front of this black man.

Those eyes were full of contempt.

"Come on, I'll give you a hand." Zhao Zichen said in Y text.

What is provocation?This is called provocation!

The people around listened and only had one thought...

Isn't this Chinese man too arrogant?
Didn't it mean that Chinese people are very low-key and polite?
Why is Mao, a Chinese, a little different from what they heard?

At the same time, they are also curious, let someone give me a hand?Can this really be won?
The black man was provoked by Zhao Zichen to the point of anger: "Huaxia people, you are courting death!"

"Stop rambling, haven't you heard a saying: The villain dies because he talks too much? People like you are caught by me because you talk too much nonsense." Zhao Zichen smiled faintly.

"Go to hell!" The black man couldn't bear it anymore, and punched Zhao Zichen's front door.

He has never heard of any villain who died of talking too much, but the attitude of this Chinese person is simply too much to be beaten!

However, as soon as his fist came down, it was blocked by Zhao Zichen's hand.

Two fingers blocked the big fist.

"The strength is so weak, did he not eat or was malnourished when he was young?" Zhao Zichen sneered.

The black man was stupefied at the moment. The power of his punch was enough to kill a tiger. How could he be blocked like this?
He took a deep breath, retracted his fists, and took a few steps back slowly.

Zhao Zichen glanced at him, then took a few steps forward.

"Continue? If you don't want to hit me, hit me." Zhao Zichen said lightly.

The black man only felt a terrifying momentum rushing towards him, giving him a great sense of oppression.

He gritted his teeth, roared, and punched Zhao Zichen in the head.

"waste!"

Zhao Zichen didn't hold back his hand this time, he grabbed his fist with one hand and pulled it violently.

The black man suddenly lost his center of gravity, and then he directly bumped into Zhao Zichen's shoulder, and he flew upside down.

Falling to the ground, he was about to get up, but he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, as if his bones were about to break, and he couldn't get up!
"Weak chicken!" Zhao Zichen sneered.

This time, everyone was dumbfounded.

what is this?
Spike it?
Is this Chinese man a superman?

A kick knocked one person out just now, and now the other person can't get up immediately after bumping into it?

"You, what kind of kung fu is this? Taekwondo?" Zhao Zichen struggled painfully on the ground, looked at Zhao Zichen, and asked.

Zhao Zichen waved his hand, "What bullshit Taekwondo, I am authentic Kung Fu! Chinese Kung Fu!"