Zhang Moqian is not a superman, he is an ordinary person with flesh and blood, so he is afraid of death.

So, when he saw the text message from the long-legged girl, his hair on his body instantly stood up!

After a quick look at the Focus, sixty meters away from the back of the car, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Moqian's head. If the long-legged girl was telling the truth and there was really a bomb in the Mercedes-Benz, then the person sitting in the Focus behind might be a killer. Moreover, the bomb is controlled by remote control, and as long as he reaches a place with few people, the bomb will detonate.

And now, the location is surrounded by a park, and there are almost no pedestrians.

If there is a bomb, this is the best detonation location.

Zhang Moqian took a deep breath, and his hands suddenly moved, and the car suddenly made a sharp turn of 360 degrees. Then, Zhang Moqian did not stop. After turning around, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The Mercedes-Benz S350 was like a Li Xuan's arrow, heading towards Fox.

At this moment, when Zhang Moqian's driving skills was reflected, he still made a 360-degree turn suddenly. People with poor driving skills could not do it at all. When Zhang Moqian was in the army, he was a standard car master, and he was comparable to the car enthusiast Chen Bitch Chen, so the Mercedes-Benz S350 soon rushed to the front of the Focus.

In fact, Zhang Moqian is betting!

If the killer is really on the Focus, then as long as the Mercedes-Benz S350 is close to the Focus, even if there is a bomb in the car, the killer will not dare to press the detonator.

After all, there is only one life, and the life of a killer is also a life. Isn’t the killer afraid of death?

A minute later, the Focus finally made a move and the door slowly opened.

Zhang Moqian took a deep breath and had the right bet!

At this time, he also opened the car door and walked outside.

The one who walked out of Fox was an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman, about 1.7 meters tall. She looked like a Chinese man, wearing a windbreaker. If this middle-aged woman was placed on the street, she would definitely be the kind that was not eye-catching.

However, this is only for people who are not very sensitive to observation.

Zhang Moqian discovered that this very ordinary middle-aged woman exuded a chilling breath in her heart. Her eyes fell on Zhang Moqian, and Zhang Moqian felt like she was staring at her tightly, which made people frightened.

Zhang Moqian felt awe-inspiring in his heart!

This female killer is not simple at all!

He no longer has time to think about why He Zijing knew there was a bomb in the car. He had to be very energetic because the ordinary woman in front of him could launch an attack at any time!

The middle-aged woman stared at Zhang Moqian for a while, and a detonator slowly appeared in her palm. At the same time, the middle-aged woman spoke: "Zhang Moqian, I have to say, you are really amazing. According to my plan, I plan to wait for your car to walk for another minute or two before pressing the detonator to let you disappear from this world. In this way, I can save some effort. However, I didn't expect that you would suddenly turn the car and rush over. Now if I press the detonator, I will die."

Zhang Moqian snorted coldly: "There is a taxi following me from Huangpu District to Yangpu District. I'm afraid you are the ones who are doing it?"

"Smart!" said the ordinary woman lightly: "I spent money to hire a taxi driver and let him go with you."

"Then, my sight wine was attracted by the taxi, so I didn't see Fox."

"The reasoning is good." The middle-aged woman sighed, "It's a pity that the bomb I carefully installed is useless. It seems that I have to kill you in person."

After saying that, the middle-aged woman put the detonator in her hand on the ground and looked at Zhang Moqian and said, "I admire you very much, but I am a killer, and my mission is to make you die."

"So you think it's a pity that I'm dead!" Zhang Moqian laughed.

"Um."

"But have you ever thought about it... Maybe you are the one who died." Zhang Moqian moved forward slightly with one foot, responding to the attacks of middle-aged women at any time.

"Haha... I have killed three-digit people since I was a killer. Maybe because I am a Chinese, I hate taking on the mission here in China. However, because our killer was broken into your hands last time, I had to take action. There are too many variables in the battle, maybe I can kill you, maybe I was killed by you... But no matter what the result is, we have to continue, right?" The middle-aged woman said a lot today. In the past, she would kill people directly and leave when she did the mission. On the one hand, on the one hand, she admired Zhang Moqian more, and on the other hand, this may be her last time coming to China. As a native Chinese, she has a special feeling for this land, so she said something more.

"From your information, you seem to have a deep understanding of the Chinese national arts." The middle-aged woman said lightly: "Then I will come and learn about your national arts."

brush!

After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, her neck raised, her head raised, her hands slightly spread out, her right leg raised, and her right leg was padded.

The whole person seemed to fly up in the air and flew towards Zhang Moqian!

The moment she rushed over, her fists instantly pecked into the crane's beak, her arms were wrapped in, and the spiral wind stormed, and she rushed towards her face! She seemed like a huge crane snatching her body and hitting her head, and her crane pecked her with her exerted force, stomping into Zhang Moqian's right eye.

Wing Chun Fist, white crane shape.

Zhang Moqian stepped back, bowed his body forward, raised his back, raised his arms, opened the mountain with a big axe, and threw it out along the line on the right eye of his body, just in time to chop the middle-aged woman's crane pecking fist.

Tiger shape vs crane shape!

The middle-aged woman's moves did not last until she was old, and she still had the remaining strength. While Zhang Moqian's tiger palm was chopping up, she turned into a fist and pinched her five fingers suddenly!

With the explosive force of pinching the fist with five fingers, the middle-aged woman's fist instantly became as hard as steel. She collided with Zhang Moqian's chopping fist.

The middle-aged woman's boxing skills have reached a slim level.

After the two punched each other, Zhang Moqian took three steps in a row, pushed his legs hard, and his breath was soaked to the end, heavier and heavier.

The middle-aged woman moved her steps silently, spreading her arms slightly, and her body was as light as a crane on the road, and she instantly stepped back to the car.

In this fight, Zhang Moqian took a breath.

Compared with the old monster of the Fan family, this middle-aged woman is weaker than the old monster of the Fan family. After all, Fan Li is a master of national martial arts. She has been immersed in national martial arts for more than 50 years and has already mastered her skills.

However, although the middle-aged woman lost to Fan Li in terms of strength, her boxing skills are different from ordinary masters of national martial arts. All her moves are full of killer moves... and it is the kind of moves that are fatal.

It can be said that the middle-aged woman in front of her is more dangerous in some sense than the old monster of the Fan family.

Zhang Moqian knew that when the middle-aged woman in front of her joined the Devouring Village, she was trained with the best because of her Chinese kung fu foundation. Moreover, she had a very high talent in martial arts. She streamlined the national skills she learned and reduced some useless routines. The rest were ruthless killer moves, and each move could kill people. It was precisely because of this that she became a killer at Devouring Village A level or above.

The middle-aged woman stopped for only one breath, kicked her legs in the shape of a crane and then rushed over.

Zhang Moqian took a deep breath, rushed forward with his arms hiding around his waist.

Then, as he was approaching the middle-aged woman, his arms suddenly rushed out of his waist, like two angry cobras biting them hard at the middle-aged woman.

Zhang Moqian burst out with his waist force, assisting his two fists, and exerting strength as a whole, both fierce and fierce.

Facing Zhang Moqian's two fists, the middle-aged woman's heart trembled, and her fists naturally trembled up and down. Her fists were pinched into a swell and slammed, like a storm, like a woodpecker pecking a tree hard.

Zhang Moqian's fist was like a snake's head, shaking and biting, causing his body to shake, stepping on his footsteps, and twisting his waist into countless circles.

The two of them pecked and bit their fists, and their bodies rolled and fought. In less than ten seconds, they had already collided thirty-four times.

From the time of the exchange between Zhang Moqian and the middle-aged woman, the two masters of boxing, has only been more than two minutes in just over two minutes, and the two have fought against each other for hundreds of punches.

"Good kung fu!"

The middle-aged woman praised her, and suddenly turned into a palm, her five fingers were put together. The reason why the woman's slim bones made her hands and palms look like thin and pointed willow leaves.

Wing Chun Fist! Willow Leaf Hand!

Zhang Moqian took a secret breath and quickly retreated.

The middle-aged woman's palms were like falling willow leaves, and each willow leaves were as sharp as a knife, containing great lethality, and bombarded Zhang Moqian.

"So fast!"

A middle-aged woman is as calm as water, exhaling and inhaling, and in conjunction with her fists and feet, her movements are orderly. If she is fast, she is like a rabbit rising and falling, she is like a catkins floating in the air, and if she is quiet, she is like a lake.

The willow leaves are displayed in the hands of a middle-aged woman, and the middle-aged woman has reached the best level in this regard.

Liu Ye's hand has great lethality. If it were before, when Zhang Moqian had not suffered internal injuries, he could still deal with it calmly, but he was beaten by Fan Li, an old monster in the Fan family, and he had only taken Chinese medicine for more than a month. The internal injuries had not yet healed. At this time, he met such a middle-aged woman.

At the beginning, he was able to deal with it calmly.

However, now, he found that his body was gradually becoming less and less strong. It was not because he was not physically strong enough, but because he was competing with a middle-aged woman, his fists kept colliding, causing his internal injuries.

At this time, Zhang Moqian felt a surge of pain inside his body sweeping over, and the pain gradually increased.

"No, I can't continue like this!" Zhang Moqian knew that if this continued, he would have to die at the hands of this female killer.

Zhang Moqian has always had a trump card, that is, the meteor given to him by the mad woman's father before leaving the army, Jiang Shanzhen, the supreme commander of the army.

Fight!
Chapter completed!