"Huo Dong, you said he could really avoid the noon bullet. The old man next to him finally spoke at this time. This was the first sentence he asked Huo Dong.

"That's right, otherwise I wouldn't have sent so many people to kill him." Huo Dong said viciously: "If possible, I want to use my feet to sweep him. Shoot him into a hornet's nest. Then I see how he can hide."

Huo Dong was not wrong. Although Du Cheng could avoid the bullets of the pistol, he was only shot into a hornet's nest when facing the foot and waiting for the weapon of destruction with high resilience.

A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the elderly, and then he said to Huo Dong: "Huo Dong, come and shoot, I'll see if I can avoid bullets."

"Old Qian, leave this task to me. What do you think?"

Before Huo Dong could respond, the Zhongshuo Ren, who was named Lao, had already transformed into a desert eagle and pointed at the old man and said lightly.

Listening to the old man saying that, the old man named Qian just responded lightly: "Forget it, I don't want to die so early. Who doesn't know the name of your Gun God? I won't come to you even if I look for death.

"Sorry, give me the gun."

Of course, Huo Dong would not let the old man take action. After standing up, he said directly to the old man.

The old man was simply raising his hand. The desert eagle in his hand had already thrown to Huo

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Huo Dong took the pistol and said to Mr. Qian: "Old Qian, let's go outside for an interview. It's too small here."

Mr. Qian didn't say anything. After responding, he opened the office door and walked out.

This is a large abandoned steel factory, and the area is naturally very large. Outside the office, there is a lobby filled with iron tendons and cement. It is very dilapidated, but it is very suitable for Huo Dongta

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"Old Qian, are you ready?"

Huo Dong stood his heel and pointed the gun in his hand at Mr. Qian.

"How far was he when he avoided the first bullet?"

Mr. Qian strode forward and asked Huo Dong while walking.

"It's about ten meters, it should be about eleven meters away." Huo Dong didn't ask in detail at the time. Under that situation, how could he remember to ask such details, but he just vaguely guessed some.

"Then I'll walk eleven meters." Qian Laoan said, and then quickly opened the distance.

"Let's get started."

After standing firmly, Mr. Qian took a breath and shouted lightly at Huo Dong.

Huo Dong was not ruthless. He believed in Mr. Qian's strength because his skills were taught by Mr. Qian's subordinates, so as soon as Mr. Qian's voice fell, he pointed the desert eagle in his hand at Mr. Qian's head.

Mr. Qian's old eyes were staring at the gun, without blinking.

A dull gunshot sounded, and at that moment, Old Qian's body moved suddenly, and the moment the bullet was about to hit his face. He actually avoided it. The bullet passed by his ear, which was extremely thrilling. As long as he was slowing down by a millisecond, the bullet might pass directly through his face.

However, although the powerful firepower did not hit him, it brought a small shot to his head.

Looking at this scene, Huo Dong and the old eyes suddenly lit up.

It is incredible for anyone to avoid bullets with the human body.

A hint of arrogance flashed across Mr. Qian's face. After more than fifty years of practicing martial arts, how could his ability be weak?

After walking nearly two meters away, Mr. Qian shouted at Huo Dong again: "Huo Dong, you can shoot me again."

Huo Dong did not respond, but just raised the pistol in his hand again.

With a bang, another bullet shot out from Huo Dong's hand. This time the distance was closer, and the same way, the reaction level needed to be faster.

At this time, Old Qian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body reacted again. He actually avoided the slightest gap just before the bullet was about to hit.

The bullet just slid straight past his old face, and after a moment, the place where it slipped was already burning red.

It is obvious that this has reached the limit of Lao Tie. As long as he gets closer, the bullet will probably not be as simple as sliding past.

"Huo Dong, are you sure that the Qingren really avoided seven bullets in a row this year?" Old Qian asked Huo Dong with obvious disbelief.

He has absolute confidence in his own strength. In the past thirty years since he debuted from the master, he has never encountered any opponent. In his opinion, his strength is already at the top of martial arts. He avoids bullets at a distance of about ten meters and reaches the limit of human reaction. He will never believe that someone can actually avoid bullets within a distance of ten meters, and avoid them continuously.

"This seems to be true."

When I first heard this, Huo Dong didn't feel very strong, but at this time, when he saw his master avoiding two bullets and no longer dared to try again, he finally knew what this meant.

What's more, the nearly fifty subordinates he sent out were all dead at the hands of the other party, but the other party was not injured.

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

Mr. Qian shook his head and responded with great certainty. For him, this was definitely something he could not believe or accept.

If the other party is similar to his age, or greater than him, and has been practicing martial arts for decades, Mr. Qian may be more likely to accept it. However, the other party is only a young man this year, and it seems that he is only in his twenties. Even if he starts practicing from the womb, in just over twenty years, how could he have such a terrifying skill?

Huo Dong also felt that it was impossible, after all, that was too incredible. So at this moment, he was a little doubtful whether what his subordinate said was true.

Because everyone else who went there almost fell into a coma, no one knew the truth.

"Tangdong, tell me the location of that person, I'll go find him."

Old Qian said directly to Huo Dong. At this moment, his competitive heart, which had been covered with for more than ten years, was once again ignited.

However, before Huo Dong could answer, a cold voice sounded from not far behind Mr. Qian.

"No need to look for it. I'm already here."

The sound was very cold, as if it was from Jiuyou.

As the sound fell, a figure slowly walked out from the corner not far in front of the lobby. It turned out to be Du Cheng.

Du Cheng was still dressed up, and a sharp dagger gently turned from his hand. The dagger seemed to have life, and it was rotating very smoothly in Du Cheng's hand.

"It's you?"

Just after taking a look at Du Cheng, Huo Dong recognized Du Cheng.

When Du Cheng walked towards him, Huo Dong suddenly realized a problem, that is, the twenty alchemy men downstairs seemed to have disappeared at this time, and even the light shouts he had when playing cards had disappeared.

This made Huo Dong's eyes involuntarily fall on the dagger in Du Cheng's hand, because his intuition told him that his subordinates might have turned into dead souls under this dagger.

An inexplicable chill surged out from under Huo Dong's feet. At this moment, Huo Dong felt a little regretful in his heart, and it was very strong.

For a woman and a little hatred, he lost six or seventy subordinates, almost half of his strength in Las Vegas. Even the Huo family can't afford to lose this.

However, as the successor of the Huo Family Association and one of the leaders of the Huo Family Association, Huo Dong still couldn't swallow this tone even if he regretted it.

What made Huo Dong swallow this most was the increasingly intense fear in his heart at this moment. At this time, he finally understood why his subordinates would call the other party a devil when they reported to him.

This kind of strength is enough to make people feel heartbroken and terrified no matter what.

Moreover, he was not desperate or discouraged, because he was surrounded by two aces of the Huo Family Hui.

The old Gun God and the old Fist God Qian.

These are the two veterans of the Huo Family Association. The reason why the Huo Family Association is today is the only one who can be said to be a great contribution.

In Huo Dong's heart, these two people have always been the strongest, the old man has the strongest marksmanship, and the old Qian has the strongest fist. Although Du Cheng gave him a sense of fear, with these two people here, Huo Dong did not think he had no power to fight.

"Huo Dong, is the person you want to kill, right?"

Watching Du Cheng walk out, Mr. Qian obviously found something, especially Du Cheng's seemingly calm but calm as if he was as big as a huge peak, which made his face suddenly solemn.

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Huo Dong responded with some difficulty: "It's him."

While responding to the words, Huo Dong had already winked at Lao, obviously asking Lao to prepare.

After getting confirmed by Huo Dong, Mr. Qian looked at Du Cheng seriously again, and then slowly said: "Young man, I heard that you are very strong, why not, why not have a chance to compete?"

The cold smile on Du Cheng's face became stronger, but there was no regret on his lips and said, "No interest."

"Why?" Old Qian's face was already a little more angry.

"I don't know what a competition is, I only know how to kill people." Du Cheng turned his hand, and a cold light flashed suddenly at the dagger and shot straight towards Mr. Qian.
Chapter completed!