A shuttle of bullets.

Youdao is that no matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. Zhang Shidong no longer uses kitchen knives, and upgrades directly brings hot weapons that cannot be fought against in the era of cold weapons.

A master can dodge bullets. Can he dodge one, ten, and hundreds of them?

You group of people set up a death array, thinking that you can trap Tai Shu Liuli to death, or trap anyone who comes to rescue, but forget that it is no longer the time to be a sword-like world?

"Kill them all!"

Zhang Shidong walked towards the old man fishing. Among all the people, he had the intention to fight but no murderous intention, and only he fell into deep thought about his previous remarks.

"If you do something, you will die. I once severely taught Tai Shu Liuli's master in the snow mountain for three years. You ask yourself if you can defeat him who became a Buddha in the body."

Several people who approached were repelled by Tai Shu Liuli. A close-know Tu bit his arm and then tried to save himself with his broken arm. Tu threw himself to the ground and pulled him bloodily behind Zhang Shidong. His limbs were constantly trampled on him, and he trampled his body as meat filling. A pair of eyes looked bloodthirsty at the so-called masters around who were sieged by dozens of guns.

"It's a sin!" The old man closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see the miserable scene.

"I thought you understood, it's natural for you to kill me. I'm going to kill you. I'm going to commit a crime. Does this bright world exist only because of your existence?" Zhang Shidong snorted coldly and kicked the glaring young man into the lake. He kicked the other party and spitted blood in his mouth. After falling into the lake, he sank directly at the bottom and bubbling, and there was no trace.

The old man stood up and turned to face Zhang Shidong: "Then let me die too. Justice and evil thoughts are just a thought. I am not justice, and you are not evil, they don't understand."

Bang!

The old man stared at Zhang Shidong with wide eyes. At the back of his head, he was shot by a long-range sniper bullet. The bullet almost hit him or her, or it had already penetrated, but his strength was less than that of some bullets. Half of the bullet penetrated from the front head and fixed on the wound.

Zhang Shidong shook his head: "You still don't understand, you are still struggling with justice and evil. You are a group of people like you who have some strength above the secular laws. You can work behind closed doors and be arrogant. But don't forget. You are also Chinese. When this country is in danger and the people need you, where are you? Without these, what is the difference between you and the bandits, and what if you kill them."

"For some self-power, what if you bully others, what if you kill them?"

"What's the point of keeping you for fame and reputation, so what if you kill me?"

A killing game against Tai Shu Liuli and lured Zhang Shidong into the trap was completely a foil in front of absolute strength. A group of people who were considered peerless masters didn't even draw out their swords, and they were killed by bullets one by one. When they were dying, they were still unwilling to accept it. If you have the courage to fight swords and swords, what is your ability to win with hot weapons?

The world's heroes and the struggle for their will. Until they die, they don't know why they died. They still think that they have never planned to plot against Tai Shu Liuli and Zhang Shidong, but they don't know that their existence and the so-called masters who have been born in the world have begun to affect the normal order of the entire society. They regard themselves as knights and gods, but have never done anything to save the suffering and learn all their skills.

Holding the gun and sweeping the tail, seeing the undead person, the evil dogs will make a shot, and they will be able to kill people with evil spirits. They will never use fists if they can use guns. They will never use knives. They will not pay attention to fairness and justice, and they will not pay attention to things like I give you opportunities. Kill the enemy on the other side and kill them as fast as possible.

Looking at the bodies of a group of self-righteous experts who talked about the country and ruined their country, Zhang Shidong did not have any mercy. He looked at Tai Shu Liuli and his eyes extended to the distance: "If I give you the opportunity to take charge of a sect, what would you do?"

Tai Shu Liuli shook her head: "I can't do anything. At most, I will teach some ways to strengthen my body."

Zhang Shidong's eyes were sad: "That's already very good, you will do it very well."

Uncle Tai Liuli squatted down, looked at the former elder of the master's sect's death, sighed softly, and covered her eyes with his palm.

Zhang Shidong stood up and touched the head of the picture: "If they were thrown to the front line of flood control and disaster relief, how many more people could be saved? If they were sent to the army, how many ways could they teach the soldiers who bleed and sacrificed for the country to save their lives?"

There were too many parallels behind, so Zhang Shidong didn't say it, and Tai Shu Liuli didn't listen. He walked slowly in the dark night, with his back slightly silent. After all, these people were not covered with the blood of sin in their hands, but because of their modified thinking and worldview, they eventually died.

Killing is a sin that is difficult to erase. Even reincarnation will always be with you. Remember the murder you committed, and don’t remember how painful it is to carry the killing. The dirtiest thing in the world always has to be done. Zhang Shidong is not a savior. He has never thought of saving suffering and saving sentient beings, nor has he thought of making his body sanctified. He has seen too much life and death, and thought that he can make those eyes dull and clear but lifeless, and can have some hope.

After teaching myself the lesson in my heart, the little swelling heart of the Bodhisattva in my heart was satisfied. A ray of sadness dissipated with the wind. Zhang Shidong stood still: "Your master, you dare to kill me. Are you tired of living?"

Behind him, two figures gradually appeared, wearing the No. 0 hat covering his entire head, holding his glasses and thinking about how powerful the No. 2, who was about to become an accomplice, was.

On the other side of the road, the gentleman smiled and held a glass of red wine. He wore a British tuxedo in the cold wind. He smiled gentlemanly at No. 0 and No. 2. Behind him was a beautiful woman in a suit, who was quite beautiful, but her chest was too far above the airport. If No. 0 and No. 2 knew that this person could cruelly cut off his chest, he would not have doubted the perverted powerful combat power.

The picture roared at the four people, and the four people were not afraid, but there was a little bit of special fear in their eyes. Can this ferocious beast be able to compete with it?

Gradually, the three pounds merged into one pound, and No. 0 took a few steps forward and followed Zhang Shidong: "Thank you."

"I've accepted it and work hard in the future."

Seeing that the other party was not polite, a hint of relaxation appeared on his face. Ruthless people were often afraid of owing everyone favors. Some people asked for repayment at the cost of their lives. Zero didn't want to die, but he didn't want to lose this time's favor. So Zhang Shidong's calmness made her feel comfortable.

"Boss, we'll..."

"Go to a place where people who claim to be nobles but who are more shameless than those who have just been gathered, eat, sleep, and kill."

The gentleman took a sip of red wine: "Can you play with women?"

Zhang Shidong looked at the stars in the distant sky: "If necessary."

On the almost abandoned highway, the car headlights were on, and a small RV slowly drove over. Seeing the picture, the driver almost stepped on the accelerator and fled here.

The RV is not big, but it is not small. The rear bedroom is occupied by pictures. The narrow space always makes it unhappy and is too lazy to move. It lies on the big bed and closes its eyes and rests.

Originally, Tan Kai wanted to come and sit, but seeing the people following Zhang Shidong, he had seen the sword and shadow, and always felt that the car was gloomy and creepy in the middle of the car.

Zhang Shidong sat on the single sofa with his back against the bathroom wall, and the corridor on the left led to the bedroom. Numbers Zero and No. 2 sat on the sofa, while the gentleman and the breastless woman sat on the chairs on the small bar counter. The five people made the not-too-large car look a little crowded. Tan Kai originally said that everyone turned on the TV to watch it, but when they saw the performance of the five people, they turned back and continued to sit in the passenger seat.

In the dark carriage, a man and a woman sat there drinking, neither talking nor laughing. On the other side, two people sat upright, motionless like wood. Brother Dong didn't speak, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Those guys are very satisfied with such a lineup.

The car returned to the Magic City and waited on the ring road. It didn't restart until Tan Wuer's car arrived. Tan Wuer, who had gotten into the car, frowned, turned on the lights in the car, stared at Zhang Shidong with a hint of anger, and said, "You..."

Zhang Shidong raised his head, his eyes that could burn some anger, made Tan's emotions disappear without a trace, leaving only a deep affection and a faint touch. He did not avoid the fact that there were four people in the carriage. He walked to Zhang Shidong in a graceful figure and sat in his arms: "I'm angry for a group of people who could have ignored. I can't do it. Today's killings have made you angry. I don't want you to continue to be angry."

Zhang Shidong played with the buttons of professional women's clothing: "No need for me, they are there."

Tan is gone and has no choice. A man who is angry for you, what qualifications do you have to be angry at him for making decisions without authorization?

"I've changed my clothes. You are the one who put on a cheongsam. I'm with me to go home and it's Tan's nowhere, not the Tan family's money-making tool."

She has never left her cheongsam, but when she was about to return home, she changed into ordinary professional women's clothing, looking more like a corporate executive than that charming elder sister.

"Tan Kai, go to the place to find a hotel and have a sleep first."

Tan Kai looked back at Zhang Shidong with a embarrassed look: "Brother-in-law, the old lady is so kind that you must go home before seven o'clock in the morning."

Zhang Shidong waved his hand: "Then I won't go back."

Tan Wuli gave her younger brother a wink. She was not satisfied with some things, but she just lacked such a person who helped her to resist. In fact, she was in a hesitant peace and had begun to gradually lean towards the side of breaking free from the constraints. I am Tan Wuliu, and I am Tan Wuliu of the Tan family, not right.

If you respect me, I am, if you insult me, I am not.

Zhang Shidong looked at the dark night view outside the window without saying a word.

I want to see what kind of old thief is, which can force her to give up her dignity and pride.
Chapter completed!