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    Chapter 3466: Encounter on a narrow road

    Chapter 3466: Encounter on a narrow road

    "Whoosh!"

    The wind and rain in the sky also seemed to be frightened by Zhao Heng. When the wind blew by, it shook violently and hit the nun in gray on the face. It invaded the mouth and nose, and red blood flowed out, flowed down the chin, and fell on the clothes of the nun in gray.  He opened his mouth but no sound came out, his painful eyes were full of horror, and the sweet smell of blood began to fill the air!

    This is an inhumane killing and trampling, especially the strength and calmness shown by Zhao Heng, which is even more horrifying. The faces of the dozens of murderers in front who witnessed the execution of their companions all turned pale, and they made a signal  He dodged Zhao Heng's glance, just like a rabbit in the depths of the forest, trembling all over when faced with the appearance of a tiger.

    No one rescued the nun, and no one charged. The noisy street just now was as silent as a cemetery at this moment.

    Even the military police who were guarding Zhao Heng were dumbfounded. They seemed to have no idea that Zhao Heng was so violent, using a knife to kill the nun in gray in front of countless believers. This was like detonating a volcano, and every minute  They would be attacked wildly by the criminals, making the situation even more uncontrollable, but for some reason, their backs were straightened.

    "He doesn't dare to kill, he doesn't dare to kill!"

    After a short period of silence in the audience, only the bitter wind and bitter rain blew over, the burly lama kneeling on the ground regained his composure and shouted to his hesitating companion: "Don't be afraid of him, don't be afraid of him! He can only hurt people, he doesn't dare to kill."  Yes, if he kills someone, the entire Tibetan city will tear him apart, and there are so many of us, how many does he dare to kill? How many can he kill?"

    "We have God's blessing, so why should we be afraid of nefarious people?"

    Hearing his words, the dozens of men and women rushing in front opened their eyes slightly, and then tightened the wooden sticks and iron bars in their hands. I have to say that the burly Lama brought them confidence and fighting spirit, yes.  , they are the natives and the masters of Tibetan City, and they have thousands of companions. Why should they be afraid of Zhao Heng and the others?  Does he really dare to kill them?

    They are believers with the same beliefs and interests. To attack one person is to attack a thousand or ten thousand people. To put it more seriously, killing them would offend the entire Tibetan city. How can Zhao Heng afford it?  At this moment, many people were beating their chests with their left hands, feeling that their bodies were strong and the flowing confidence and courage were flowing back into their hearts with the rain.

    At this moment, Gong Mingyue thought of the invulnerability of the White Lotus Sect!

    After finishing his breakfast, Zhao Heng no longer sat on his chair and watched. He jumped directly from the second floor window and landed on the damp bluestone floor. A few water droplets spattered along with it. Zhao Heng jumped out of the window.  A member of the Zhao family took a sharp saber in his hand and stepped forward slowly through the rain: "It's a great day, don't force me to bleed like a river!"

    What Zhao Heng said was arrogant, but no one thought he was bluffing. Zhao Heng's left foot landed on a Molotov cocktail, and no matter how hard he tried, the Molotov cocktail shattered with a bang, showing a violent aura. The murderer in front saw him.  As they approached, they subconsciously took two steps back. The confidence that had just soared unknowingly dissipated by two points, but the burly lama still shouted:

    "What are you afraid of? Come on! Let's go together!"

    The burly lama looked ferocious: "There are only a few dozen of him. We have thousands of brothers and sisters. Victory belongs to us!" At this point, he looked at Zhao Heng fiercely, with his thick chest exposed and leopard eyebrows ringing in his eyes.  With a provocative look on his face, as he spoke his words, many of the murderers' eyes flickered and they slowly moved forward, offsetting Zhao Heng's intimidation.

    Gong Mingyue found that they were all holding iron rods of similar length in their hands, and they were showing their ferocity through gritted teeth. It seemed that they were premeditated. At this time, the burly lama, who felt the support of his companions, opened his mouth to continue inciting, but saw Zhao Heng.  The body stood upright slightly, blocking his sight and words at the same time. Zhao Heng's eyes were as cold as thousand-year-old ice:

    "You want to die?"

    At the same time, the ghosts and others subconsciously stood in front of Zhao Heng. The entire queue, including Bai Gou Sheng, formed a sharp formation in an instant, showing an aggressive and tyrannical aura, causing the murderers who were about to move to stop again.  His footsteps and eyes flickered and hesitated like a candle flame blown by the wind, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Heng.

    "If you have the ability, you can cross the saber and try it!"

    When the burly lama was slightly trembled by Zhao Heng's murderous gaze, Zhao Heng turned his eyes to the murderer in front of him who was shouting. His low voice had penetrating power like gold and stone, and the real murderous aura passed through the cold  Bing's eyes could not express it more clearly, and everyone present was horrified at that moment: "Come and kill each one."

    "Come on, let's kill a pair!"

    At this time, a voice came fromA voice sounded from behind the group, high-pitched, but with a strong air:

    "We have 500,000 people. No matter how sharp and fast his sword is, can he kill so many people?"

    ¡°We don¡¯t even have the courage to face the powerful, so what can we do to face the training of the Bodhisattva?¡±

    "Bodhisattva tells us that whoever blocks our path of cultivation is our enemy!"

    These words once again had an effect on the crowd. Although they didn¡¯t know who said it, every word gave them confidence. Zhao Heng also tilted his head slightly and glanced at the source of the sound, even though the other party deliberately suppressed the tone of the shout.  , but Zhao Heng could still feel familiar. He just glanced at him, but couldn't find the other party's figure among the vast crowd.

    "rush!"

    At this time, the thugs on both sides slapped their chests again, with increasing intensity and a banging sound!  Every time they beat their chests, their eyes became clearer and their hearts became more courageous. As they stepped forward, the atmosphere became more tense. Then they suddenly burst out with earth-shattering shouts of killing, and each of them held hands.  Weapons of all kinds continue to charge forward,

    They jumped like ghosts and rushed through the sabers, and the sharp killing force swept down like a sea breaking a dam!

    Just when the military policemen were shocked and were holding their shields to block the opponent again, Zhao Heng, who smiled coldly, had already swiped his left foot, and more than ten pieces of Molotov cocktails were shot out quickly. There was only a popping sound, and the four people in front screamed.  They fell to the ground, with blood spurting out of their chests or throats. Before they could fall, Zhao Heng had already passed through them, accompanied by the light of the sword!

    Dazzling, cold!

    Several bright rays of light cut through the rain and drew arcs. The burly Lama and the others clearly saw that the bodies of the three companions who had originally rushed forward were shaken. Then, three heads rose into the air, and a large amount of blood sprayed into the rain sky.  Going out, the headless body holding the weapon maintained its forward posture and rushed two meters with inertia before falling to the ground, letting the blood and rain mix.

    The next second, the light of the knife turned again, and the tip of the knife hit the four men and women behind.

    "Whoosh!"

    Feeling the danger, the faces of the four people changed drastically. They tried their best to retreat back, and at the same time they tried their best to block them with their weapons. However, all their efforts were meaningless. The bright light cut off their weapons without mercy, splitting the confrontation between the four people.  Everyone let out a scream, and then fell heavily to the ground, with an inch-long wound on their chest.

    "Hoo!"

    Before the four people could struggle up, Zhao Heng took another step forward, turned around, and drew an arc with the saber in his hand. The bodies of the four people who had just struggled to get up were shaken again, and a stream of blood spurted out from their throats, and then  He fell to the ground. Zhao Heng used his saber to backhand and cut off the heads of the four men and women who were shot by glass fragments without mercy.

    The ground was covered in bright red, which looked very dazzling.

    Zhao Heng moved the saber forward, and the rain washed down the blade, washing the blood cleanly and making it as clear as water.

    "Who else?" "Who else?"

    Like harvesting grass and mustard, Zhao Heng killed the eleven people who crossed the border without blinking an eye. Not only did he squeeze out the buffer space between the military police and the criminals, but he also greatly deterred the criminals holding weapons behind him. They all looked at Zhao with wide eyes.  Heng, looking at the seven people dying on the ground, didn't seem to have thought that Zhao Heng was so domineering, nor did he seem to have thought that Zhao Heng would dare to kill someone.

    The restless crowd was frightened by the pointed saber. No one dared to jump over that saber anymore!

    "This knife is a little too bad!"

    When everyone in the audience focused their attention on Zhao Heng, who showed a complicated expression, Zhao Heng didn't care at all about the expression of the murderer in front of him. He just glanced at a gap on the sharp saber and said: "I only cut eleven people, and there is a gap."  , Gong Mingyue, give me a good knife next time, a good knife that won¡¯t break easily and can kill hundreds of people without curling the blade.¡±

    A chill instantly spread across the narrow street. Except for Bai Goucheng and the members of the Zhao family who acted as if nothing had happened, the rest of the people's breathing paused subconsciously. Then, Zhao Heng shouted to the military police on both sides: "Remember  What I just said, those who cross the saber will be killed without mercy. If you let them rush over, then bring your heads to me!"

    "As a soldier, you can only die in battle, not be insulted!"

    Zhao Heng's few words and seven lives inspired the morale of the military and policemen again. Although there were only more than fifty military and policemen who were still fighting at this time, and holding their shields, they looked much sparse, but they worked hard to hold on.  The straight figure already had a formidable aura, and the firearms that had not been drawn out from his waist were all held in his hands, and the murderous intention began to slowly accumulate.

    With Zhao Heng¡¯s instructions and his killing demonstration, if the murderer dares to attack, the military and police will not hesitate to shoot.

    The murderers holding weapons were filled with grief and anger when they saw their companions dying violently., but he didn¡¯t dare to shout any more and come forward, even the burly lama turned pale.

    He knew very well in his heart that if he said another word, his head would be somewhere else.

    ¡°Bang bang bang!¡±

    At this moment, Zhao Heng's eyes instantly caught the sight of a gun protruding from the dead crowd. The target was clearly pointed at his position. Regardless of whether he was aiming or not, the trigger was pulled directly. Zhao Heng had no time to fall down.  He could only kick the corpse on the ground, which just blocked the distance between the bullet and him. He only heard three bangs and bangs, and the body shook and fell to the ground.

    There are three more bullet holes in the headless body!

    "Protect Young Master Heng!"

    The ghost was lying in front of Zhao Heng, and he immediately pulled out his gun and pointed it at the guy who shot secretly. He saw a woman with a straight figure and wearing a mask, suddenly jumped out from the pillar next to the nun nailed to the wall and hid.  The three bullets fired by the ghost caused dust to fly everywhere and the crowd screamed. The woman in the mask took the opportunity to run away, not forgetting to shout:

    ¡°The police shot, the police shot!¡±

    Although she ran very fast, Zhao Heng still shouted out coldly: "Ma Xiaoling!"
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