Chapter 1619 Who are you

I just heard Rakshasa say: "What if those old guys are born? Do you still think they are really gods? They will not grow old. I guess those old immortals have already died.

Or if I can’t run anymore, why would I be reborn? What can I do even if I’m reborn?”

When the Rakshasa in front of him said these words, Xiaozhuang didn't say another word.

Because he found that no matter what he said at this moment, it had become ineffective.

"People say that Wuqing Xiaozhuang is a tough guy among the top killers on the Golden List. Today, it seems that what he said is true. He has shed so much blood and he is still not dead."

The Rakshasa laughed as he spoke.

Blinking and looking, I saw that the gunshot wound on Xiaozhuang's shoulder and head was indeed faintly covered with blood, and a trickle of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

The white shirt on his chest had already been stained red with blood.

However, Xiaozhuang still stood there firmly, motionless.

"For the sake of our friendship, I will let you die happily today." The Rakshasa said as he slowly put the gun in his arms.

"I will let you die with dignity." I heard the Rakshasa say.

There is a rule in the killer world: when you meet a fellow killer, you usually let the other person die with dignity.

That is to kill the opponent with your hands instead of shooting him to death with a gun.

No wonder the Rakshasa actually stuffed the gun in his arms.

After he stuffed it in, what about Xiaozhuang? He knew that today's battle was a matter of life and death, and his shoulder was injured, but now, he had to fight.

I saw his other hand tearing off a piece of the white shirt with a sudden sound.

After tearing off the entire piece of white shirt, he began to slowly wrap the white cloth strip around his wound.

The white cloth wrapped around his wound, and he gritted his teeth tightly without making a sound.

He is indeed a tough guy.

"Even if you are not injured, you are still no match for me. Besides, you are still injured now?" the Rakshasa said while laughing.

Xiaozhuang had a cold face: "Stop talking nonsense."

The moment a word suddenly came out of his mouth, he rushed forward with one move.

Although Xiaozhuang's shoulder had been hit by a gun, he was still extremely flexible and used a fatal move to grab the Rakshasa's chest.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Rakshasa's mouth, as if that move was just like a child's play to him.

He slowly raised his arm to block it.

The two arms were blocked together, and it was seen that Xiaozhuang's other hand could not move at all due to the gunshot wound on the shoulder. He could only use his legs at this moment.

A flying leg swept towards the Rakshasa.

At this moment, the Rakshasa could only duck and retreat. After retreating, he suddenly pushed his whole body upward again.

He finally took action.

The Rakshasa in front of me, who has lived in a noble family since childhood, is very proficient in karate and taekwondo. At this moment, all I can see is that he is using karate techniques.

A fatal blow, the fist struck straight from the middle.

Xiaozhuang in front of him quickly retreated, but after all, Xiaozhuang was injured. In the process of retreating, he didn't expect that the Rakshasa in front of him suddenly reached out to grab Xiaozhuang's injured shoulder.

Despicable and shameless!

When Xiaozhuang saw him grabbing his injured shoulder, he quickly moved away, but it was already a step too late.

In the process of retreating, he was suddenly kicked in the abdomen by the opponent, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and was kicked to the ground.

Xiaozhuang, who fell to the ground, stood up with difficulty holding on to the cold ground with one hand.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face, as white as a piece of paper, was extremely pale.

"Let me see how much blood you can still shed?" After the Rakshasa said with a cold voice, he suddenly moved towards the small village again.

Although Xiaozhuang tried his best to resist, his heart was already cold.

Today is his day to die! Yes, if he encounters such a cold-blooded person, and he is injured today, there is no chance that Xiaozhuang will survive.

I saw Xiaozhuang in front of me being bang bang bang, and the three punches from the Rakshasa hit him straight on the chest.

His chest seemed to explode like a volcano erupting.

He collapsed to the ground and could not get up again. He tried hard to support his weak body with his arms, but he was too seriously injured and could not move at all.

The Rakshasa still had a gentleman's smile on his face, as if he would show such an elegant smile when he killed people.

He raised his foot wearing brown leather shoes and stepped on Xiaozhuang's injured shoulder, and blood flowed out from under the Rakshasa's feet.

Where was Xiaozhuang lying on the ground? He clenched his teeth and didn't say a word.

His body was trembling with severe pain, but he remained motionless.

"Let me see how hard your body is!" In the voice of the Rakshasa, who was worse than a beast, his feet began to exert force. Every time he exerted force, the Xiaozhuang in front of him suffered.

Seeing that Xiaozhuang could hardly bear it any longer.

A loud gunshot was heard, and the Rakshasa who was torturing Xiaozhuang in front of him hurriedly dodged the moment he heard the gunshot.

The bullet hit the opposite wall with a bang.

Who is coming?

Who is coming to rescue Xiaozhuang?

"Xiaozhuang? Are you okay?"

With a shout, the figure in front of him ran over.

Yang Hua.

It was the eldest brother, Yang Hua, who just heard the noise here and ran over. As soon as he came and took a look, his heart suddenly became angry. It turned out that a guy in a brown suit was torturing Xiaozhuang there.

In his desperation, Yang Hua did not aim to shoot the Rakshasa, but instead ran over.

At this moment, when the Rakshasa saw someone coming from the other party, the corner of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.

He took out the gun in his hand at the same time, and then jumped up.

And what about Yang Hua? At this moment, the gun in his hand was also pointed at the Rakshasa's head.

The two men looked at each other, each with a gun pointed at his head.

Yang Hua's face was cold, but what about Rakshasa? It was a smile, as if the man in front of him would never show any pain no matter what the circumstances.

"Who are you? Why have I never seen you in Tianmen?" The Rakshasa suddenly looked at Yang Hua and asked.

The hands of the two men pointing guns at each other's heads were motionless. Rakshasa could tell from his feelings that the other person was definitely not an ordinary person, so he did not dare to be careless at all.
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