Chapter 42: Shocking the whole audience

"Monster!" Lao Hei's proud murder skills actually had no effect in front of this young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The lancet kept slashing mysterious traces around the young man, but they were all stuck under the hands of the young man. Lao Hei felt that he had really encountered a monster.

"Swoosh" a tiny and rapid wind sound passed by Lao Hei.

No, no, this is not the wind sound at all. Lao Hei instantly understood the meaning of this wind sound.

A layer of cold sweat was instantly covered in his body: "This is a bullet. Damn, it's actually a sniper."

In order to kill this little girl, someone used a sniper. When he knew that the sniper was dispatched, Lao Hei knew that he was no longer a thing of him. At the same time, the fate of the blonde girl and the plainclothes bodyguard was also destined. However, he did not expect that someone would dare to kill people in the downtown area of ​​Shenhai. This was really bold. Lao Hei didn't want to die under the sniper rifle. From the sound of the wind just now, Lao Hei had estimated the ballistics of the bullet. The target of the bullet was the plainclothes bodyguard in front of him. Before retreating, Lao Hei took a look and said that it should have become a dead young man.

"How is that possible!" The sight of Lao Hei made his mind blank.

A hole had been broken in the young man's chest. As Lao Hei expected, the bullet was indeed heading towards the bodyguard, or pointed directly at the bodyguard's heart. But the question is, why is it that the young man's clothes were broken and no blood flowed out? Logically speaking, if he was hit by a sniper bullet, his entire body would be penetrated. In Lao Hei's impression, a large transparent hole would appear on his body.

Lao Hei clearly saw that the sniper bullet was embedded in the young man's chest. A faint white light flowed around the person's chest. The young man's muscles fell down the bullet embedded in the chest like rubber. Then, the faint white light on the person's chest gradually became dim. Looking through the hole in the clothes, there was no injury. Then, the young man waved his hands at will. After the man let go of his hand, five sniper bullets slid from the young man's palm and fell on the ground and made a crackling sound.

"Fortunately, there is spiritual power to automatically protect the body, otherwise it might not be possible to catch up with pure physical strength." Du Xiaochuan endured the pain in his hands and couldn't help but think.

After a practitioner enters the innate realm, his spiritual power can flow throughout his body. With the blessing of spiritual power, the practitioner's body will become extremely powerful.

Lao Hei looked at Du Xiaochuan blankly, his brain fell into a situation where he could not think at all.

"Clicking the bullet, this... is too funny!" Lao Hei really hoped that he was dreaming.

Could it be that this is a sequel to "Superman"? In reality, someone can actually do something about receiving bullets with no hands?

Du Xiaochuan waved his hands twice in a row, and more than ten sniper bullets were swept down by him.

"Lucky! Fortunately! Fortunately, I was excited about the ability card of the twelve transformations of the spirit and form four days ago, otherwise my body would not be able to keep up with the speed of these bullets." Du Xiaochuan, whose hands had become numb, was secretly glad in his heart.

With the emergence of the contract function, the defect of using the ability card to consume life was finally compensated. In just half a month, Du Xiaochuan obtained a hundred years of vitality. After the spiritual power reached the minimum requirement, he immediately used another ability card: the Twelve Changes of the Spiritual Shape. Because of this, he could capture the fast-flying sniper bullets.

"Damn, what kind of world do I live in? Is there really a guy wearing underwear in this world?" Lao Hei couldn't tell where reality is, where dreams are.

But what Lao Hei couldn't understand even more was why the young man waved his hand only twice, but dropped so many bullets. If an expert was beside Du Xiaochuan, he would find that although it seemed that he had waved his hand only twice, in just one second, his hand waved thirty times in a row.

Not far away, there was indeed an expert who was observing Du Xiaochuan.

"How is this possible? Isn't this the dragon claw hand in the 'Twelve Transformations of Spiritual Form'? Besides, how could he have the Twelve Transformations of Spiritual Form?" A Fei's heart was even bigger than those outsiders.

Dragon Claw Hand - is a unique skill among the twelve transformations of the spirit and form. Ah Fei was so familiar with it, so he recognized it at a glance.

"Could it be..." As if thinking of something, A Fei showed a sudden look.

As far as Ah Fei knows, the twelve transformations of the spirit form he learned were originally a kind of martial arts technique in Buddhism. Later, the immortal sect behind the Hong Gang used the underground control of a province to be exchanged from Buddhism. The answer to Du Xiaochuan was about to use this martial arts technique.

"He is a Buddhist." Ah Fei was shocked suddenly, and then he showed an ecstatic expression.

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, A Fei gradually calmed down: "It seems that this time I bet on the right bet. I wonder what old men should reward me with this time."

Unlike urban mercenaries like Lao Hei, many large gangs vaguely know that there is a group of practitioners in the world. Once the problem involves practitioners, things often become very troublesome.

"Once you have conflicts with the practitioners when dealing with matters, never act without permission. Report as quickly as possible, and it is up to the top leaders of the gang to decide." There is such a regulation in the gang members and gang members strictly abide by it.

It was not until Du Xiaochuan swept the second wave of bullets that these people realized. If they want to get the 50 million, they have to fight against a practitioner. This situation is obviously beyond the scope that they thugs can decide. In front of Eliton Middle School, such a strange phenomenon occurred. Many big men in black or passers-by took out their mobile phones at the same time and started to call their mobile phones.

From the first to Lao Hei to Du Xiaochuan's second wave of sniper bullets, it took less than half a minute, but ordinary people had no idea what was going on. In their eyes, they only saw the "Eliton Self-interest Middle School" where the young master and princesses gathered. An 18-year-old boy wearing cheap clothes and an ordinary appearance. Standing among a large group of black bodyguards, he seemed to be alert to something.

Looking at the bullet that fell to the ground and knocked on the crisp sound, the blue color was also extremely surprised: "You are actually a practitioner."

The killers of the gang were asking for fame and fortune on the top, while most of the lone mercenaries were shocked by the scene of exceeding common sense and did not dare to make any moves. Taking advantage of this gap, Du Xiaochuan hurriedly grabbed the blue hand: "This place is really too dangerous, let's go."

Du Xiaochuan picked up Blue and stopped a taxi and hurriedly left the place of right and wrong.

Just when the killers were throwing the problem to their boss, the local bosses received the call, but called Zhang Hai and asked for instructions from the real Shangfeng. Zhang Hai, who had received A Fei's advance notice, naturally knew how to change it.

In this regard, all the killers in the gang name in Sichuan Province received warnings that they were not allowed to take action against Blue; otherwise they would be chased by the Hong Gang forever.
Chapter completed!