508: C508 Cruel Night Middle School(1)

C508 Cruel Night Middle School(1)

"Faang Xuan..." Ye Ying looked at Faang Xuan's back and cried out loudly. Her face revealed a look of despair.

Faang Xuan's heart tightened. He did not look back. As soon as his body flashed out, enemies from all directions rushed towards him. Countless guns were pointed at him.

"How can it be so easy?"

Faang Xuan's face darkened. He suddenly waved his hands out. A small stone that he picked up from the ground made a sharp sound and rushed towards the enemies around him.

The sound of thunder was heard. The group of enemies who had just raised their guns were immediately knocked down. The situation became somewhat chaotic, but the other enemies who did not get hurt by the small stones suddenly pulled the triggers. A shuttle of bullets shot towards Fang Xuan.

Faang Xuan did his best to dodge, pushing his speed to the limit. At this moment, he... Although there was still not the slightest bit of true qi in his body, with the skills of the former King of Killers, with the strength of his muscles that had been cleansed by the energy body countless times, he actually rolled out a series of movements that couldn't be seen.

No matter how fast the bullets were, they could not completely dodge them. This time, apart from his head being uninjured, Faang Xuan's body had been shot countless times. Although the activity of the muscle cells caused the wounds to heal very quickly, just the penetrating force of the bullets alone... The large amount of blood flowing out from his head made him feel dizzy.

After an unknown period of time, just as Faang Xuan thought that he could not hold on any longer, the distance between them finally closed and he smoothly fell into the crowd.

Mixed in the crowd, the threat of the gun was infinitely reduced. Even the most skilled person would not dare to shoot randomly in the crowd, which made it very convenient for Faang Xuan to move.

As soon as he entered, he saw four big men in camouflage suits holding backstabs welcoming him. Fang Xuan suddenly charged into the group of four.

His right hand formed a knife with his fingers and slashed at the person on the right's Adam's apple. His left hand formed a claw and clawed at the person on the left's chest. At the same time, he kicked the person in front of him in the chest with his right foot.

It was almost the same as a counterattack before his death. Faang Xuan's movements were extremely fast at this moment. The three men did not even have the chance to resist. They just fell to the ground softly. However, the remaining one seized the opportunity and stabbed Faang Xuan's heart with the Bayonet.

Although it was stabbed, he had clearly underestimated the strength of Faang Xuan's muscles. The military thorn had just stabbed two centimeters deep when it was stopped by the muscles. It could not be pierced anymore, and the man's eyes were suddenly filled with shock. Before he could react, he felt a heavy blow to the top of his head. His entire head was smashed into pieces.

After killing the four of them in an instant, Faang Xuan took out the Bayonet from his chest. His muscles wriggled, and even the triangular wound with blood grooves healed in an instant.

However, the death of the four of them was not the end, but the beginning of the battle.

In an instant, four corpses fell, and even more people rushed towards him. Among them, there were not only fierce and cold-blooded killers and mercenaries, but also powerful men from the Zhuo family's Martial Arts Department.

He had bled too much, and there were still a few bullets left in his body that had not been squeezed out by his muscles. Faang Xuan was almost at the end of his rope. Not only did his face turn pale, but even his eyes were bloodshot.

Looking at the people rushing in, Faang Xuan took a deep breath. Then, he pounced forward and struck the man closest to him with his palm.

This man had a sturdy body. Although he was wearing camouflage clothing, from the way he ran, it could be seen that he was not an ordinary mercenary or killer, but a master of Zhuo family who had mixed in.

Faang Xuan struck out with his palm, but this man did not dodge. Instead, he punched the man. He had been practicing Internal Martial Arts for several decades, and his strength had reached the Incarnation Stage. Although Faang Xuan was fighting back before his death, this man was not afraid at all.

In an instant, the fist and palm collided. It was unknown whether this was the display of his potential before his death. There were still some potential energy left in his meridians and cells. He was actually evenly matched with this Incarnation Stage man.

The man's eyes revealed a surprised look. He had never thought that Faang Xuan would be able to take it head on without falling. Just as he was about to throw another punch, Faang Xuan's other fist had already arrived in front of his face.

Through the explanation given by the Ancestral Dragon in the early days, Faang Xuan's understanding of strength had reached a whole new level.

Although he couldn't fully use it before, now that he was in a life and death situation, and had gone through a series of close combat, although the residual force in his cells was so tiny that it could be ignored, Faang Xuan felt that the more he fought, the more convenient it became.

He kept breaking down and kneading the cells according to the Ancestral Dragon's instructions. He felt that every time he waved his arm, kicked his leg, and even every movement was filled with the feeling of 'breaking through' and 'exploding.

It was also at this moment that before the Incarnation Stage warriors of Zhuo family could launch their second attack... Faang Xuan's muscles bulged, carrying the explosive power of the cells. His speed instantly increased to a whole new level, and he punched the man's forehead. With a dull bang, the man's entire head exploded. Blood and brain matter were scattered everywhere.

"This..."

It was a completely unconscious punch, and it had actually created such a powerful force. Faang Xuan couldn't believe that the punch had really come from him.

However, he didn't have the chance to take a breather or rejoice when the Incarnation Stage man fell to the ground. There were a total of five men running in front of him. Each of them had a long breath, and their steps were steady. Their eyes flashed with a bright light. One look and you could tell that they were not mercenaries.

"Kill him!"

No one knew who shouted, but the five of them did not even get close. The person at the front immediately flew up and swung his leg at Fang Xuan's shoulder. Faang Xuan threw a punch and hit the leg hard. That person couldn't take it anymore, and was forced back by the explosive force.0

Faang Xuan also stepped back and his body was in a trance.

After several consecutive explosions of fist force, the remaining force in his cells was getting lesser and lesser. At this critical moment, even if he wanted to enter the "forgetting" state immediately, it was still not possible, because his thoughts did not have the time to pause for a moment.

After sending one person back, the other four people also arrived in front of him. They either threw punches or kicks, or they would attack where the vital points were.

Faang Xuan did not dare to be neglectful. He raised his fist and used all his strength to fight against the incoming punches and kicks.

The crackling sounds of fighting could be heard without an end. Under the split attacks of these few people, the four of them retreated quickly, and Faang Xuan, who was able to withstand the attacks of four Incarnation Stage warriors, was able to do so. Blood also burst out from the corner of his mouth. He was breathing heavily, and his feet swayed. He took a few big steps back.

"Little bastard, you don't have any strength left, let's go..."

The few of them had good eyesight. Moreover, there were hundreds of mercenaries and assassins behind them, including the man who was kicked by Faang Xuan first. The five of them surrounded him and suddenly rushed towards Fang Xuan.

Looking at the large group of men rushing towards him, Faang Xuan felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. He turned around and looked in the direction of Ye Ying, and then made up his mind. A tragic feeling of death filled his heart. He clenched his fists tightly. Instead of retreating, he rushed forward and rushed toward the enemy in front of him.

At this moment, a fierce gunshot suddenly sounded behind the crowd. Along with the gunshot, there was also a shrill wind of wind whistling.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was an explosion. Those people who were rushing towards Faang Xuan did not even have time to react before they were blown away by the violent explosion.

Then there was another roar of the engine of the heavy-duty motorcycle. They saw a Hummer that was obviously one head taller than an ordinary car. After crushing countless people, it directly appeared in Faang Xuan's eyes.

Not only that, beside the door of the ferocious Hummer, there was a tall and slender man with a fair and handsome face. He held a Gatling machine gun in his hand and was sweeping out flames that were more than a meter long towards the crowd.

The sudden change caused everyone, including Faang Xuan, to be unable to react in time. Naturally, the group of men in camouflage suits, who had originally come for Faang Xuan, were harvested by Gatling like wheat ears.

"Chi..."

The car stopped directly in front of Faang Xuan. A man with a shrewd face and a crew cut shouted at Fang Xuan, "Get in the car..."

Faang Xuan knew the man on the Hummer, whether it was the slender man who used the Gatling machine gun or the man who drove the car with a crew cut. He had seen him more than once.

They were the underground big shots who drove the bar in the S.H: Chen Fusheng and his bodyguard, Chen Qingzhi.

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