My street stall reaches all worlds

Said to Xue Bing: "Xue Bing, you go and hide first, and come back after I get rid of this man."

Xue Bing obviously looked worried, and said to Han Cheng: "No, you are so single-handed, how could you possibly be able to deal with him, I think this man is not easy, I still have a gun in my hand, maybe I can help you. "

When the man heard Xuebing say this, he covered his mouth and smiled, his movements were very obscene, and Xuebing looked puzzled, so he turned the gun to him and said to him.

"What are you laughing at? Am I wrong? Even if you have practiced kung fu, you can't be afraid of guns, right?"

Unexpectedly, this man just said slowly: "Then if you have the ability, hit me and try."

Xue Bing didn't expect that this man dared to challenge her openly, and now she fired a shot directly, hitting the man's waist, blood stains immediately appeared on the man's waist, and a large area of ​​his clothes was dyed red.

But I didn't expect Xue Bing to shoot down. Although the man had wounds on his body, there was no expression of pain on his face. Instead, he was even more excited. He dipped some blood with his fingers and put it on his tongue. After licking it, the whole person seemed to be greatly satisfied.

There was a kind of joy hidden between the brows, and he said to Xuebing: "Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect your marksmanship to be good."

Han Cheng looked at this man, not even afraid of bullets, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart. He only heard Su Yuting's father talking in a hoarse voice beside him.

"Well, I didn't expect it. He is a talented person I have been looking for for a long time. He has no pain in his body. No matter what kind of attack, he will not feel pain. In addition, as long as he tastes Blood will go crazy, so he is a natural killing machine, I have been hiding it in the secret room, not daring to let the world know of his existence, but now he finally exerts its effect."

After saying this, Su Yuting's father smiled with a trace of insidiousness and sarcasm.

"Han Cheng, I know you are good at martial arts. I also watched the fight between you and the Muay Thai master yesterday. It was indeed very exciting, but you must know that this man is definitely not at the level of a Muay Thai master. What do you want to do today?" It is almost impossible to get out of this secret room alive."

Han Cheng frowned at this moment, he didn't expect this man to be so powerful, so he said to Su Yuting's father: "Is it so powerful as you said, I have to try it to know."

Seeing Han Cheng, he rushed up quickly, and directly slapped the man with a palm. A red mark immediately appeared on the man's skin, which was caused by Han Cheng's palm.

But the man still didn't feel any pain, instead he looked at Han Cheng and smiled, making Han Cheng break out in a cold sweat, and said to Han Cheng.

"Why is this the only thing you can do? It's too light, it's like tickling me. In the end, the man stretched his sleeves. If you say this man's clothes are strange, the sleeves are long, like It’s like doing a dance performance.”

Wherever the sleeve went, violent hurricanes would be rolled up, and the sleeve was extremely tough. When it touched the body, it seemed to become a blade. jumping.

After a while, the man snapped his fingers, and he could only see white silks and satins floating around the secret room. The white silks and satins were so thick and thick that they directly entangled Han Cheng's hands and feet. In an instant, it was tied up in the air by white silk and satin.

The white silk and satin are very resilient, no matter how hard I try to get rid of it, I can't escape the shackles of the white silk and satin, and I can only be trapped in mid-air for a while, unable to move.

When the man saw that Han Cheng was trapped by him, he smiled triumphantly and said, "I've said everything, you are not my opponent, so why do you have to persist, now that you are trapped by me, The way to die is not that simple, as soon as I exert my strength, these white silks and satins will spread out in all directions, and then you will be torn apart, with your arms and legs flying around, the appearance of death is very ugly .”

Hearing what the man said, Han Cheng felt even more resentful in his heart. He used his hands and feet and struggled vigorously, but unfortunately he still couldn't break free from the white silk.

Thinking, if I had so much kung fu in the original world, would I still be afraid of these strange weapons?

At this time, Xue Bing fired a decisive shot at the white silk, and wherever the bullet went, flames ignited, quickly burning the white silk and satin completely.

Han Cheng dropped it from mid-air, bent the corner of his mouth, and said to the man: "Yes, your white silk is indeed powerful, and you are not at the same level as a Muay Thai master, but you have to know, what you have to deal with It's not just me, we are two people."

The man didn't expect that Xue Bing could burn off his white silk with a pistol, and his facial features became ferocious for a while, and he stared at Xue Bing fiercely, but there was no panic expression on Xue Bing's face, but a calm expression on the contrary. Stand by Han Cheng's side to deal with dangerous situations that may arise at any time.

The man wanted to trap Han Cheng with a new white silk and satin again, but Han Cheng learned to be smart at this time, and hurriedly jumped up and down in the secret room with lingering steps, even the white silk and satin couldn't catch it he.

Seeing Han Cheng in front of his eyes, this man turned into countless, as if there were hundreds of Han Chengs dangling in front of his eyes, he felt dazzled and upset.

Even though he was able to manipulate these white silks and satins to the level of Dacheng, he couldn't even touch Han Cheng's fingers.

After a while, he saw Han Cheng suddenly appearing on top of his head, and slapped him on the head with a slap. The man was caught off guard and slapped Han Cheng hard.

On the man's forehead, a long trace of blood immediately flowed down, which looked very frightening.

But the man's expression is still not the slightest wave, after all, he can't taste any pain, these attacks are no different from tickling to him

Seeing that this man was so difficult to deal with, Han Cheng's heart burned like it was being fried in a frying pan.

Seeing that Han Cheng's face was a bit ugly, Xue Bing comforted him by the side: "It's okay, this man just can't feel the pain, but the injury does exist, I don't believe it, he lost a lot of blood later , will not fall."

Xue Bing's words reminded Han Cheng that although this man looked very powerful, like a fighting machine that would never stop, the damage he caused did exist after all.