He put something on both of their heads, and a hoarse and deep voice echoed in the car:"Don't look back, keep driving forward, keep your hands where I can see them, otherwise don't blame me for being blind to the gun."."

In order to try to prove that he really had a gun in his hand, Shen Zilang also pushed the two people's heads. In order to maintain the truth, his hand against the two people's heads also burst out with surging energy and blood.

Zhang Mingyang and the bodyguard's expressions suddenly froze, and their souls were gone.

One of them is an illegitimate son who has nothing to do with Zhang Chao on the surface, and the other is a subordinate who has followed Zhang Chao through life and death. It can be said that they are very familiar with pistols.

They were sure that the feeling against the back of their heads was definitely not from the pistol.

But human hands.

But, do they dare to move?

They dare not move.

Because what was pressed against the back of their heads was the surging energy and blood that was no less dangerous than a pistol. If they had any overreaction, they could be stabbed to death if they were unprepared.

Zhang Mingyang was confused.

He would never have thought that there was another person hiding in his car

"Friends, we have no grievances. Can we put down our guns and talk to each other? Whatever conditions you have, we can discuss them."

Zhang Mingyang had 10,000 cao nimas running in his heart at this time, but he still swallowed his saliva and said.

At the same time, he glanced at the rearview mirror inadvertently, looking at the handsome and clear young face reflected in the rearview mirror, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"I told you to stop moving. Do you think I can't see your little moves? And you, keep driving forward, there is an abandoned unfinished building in front of you, drive in."

Punching the big man's head, Shen Zilang said with some displeasure.

The car stopped.

"Are you Shen Zilang? How is my father?"

At this moment, Zhang Mingyang took the opportunity to attack.

His head retracted under the seat, avoiding Shen Zilang's contact. At the same time, he touched his arms with his left hand, and a silver pistol was held in Zhang Mingyang's hand..

And the big man in the driver's seat also made the same move. If he wasn't worried that Shen Zilang would suddenly burst out and stab them to death, with such a childish threat, they would have revolted on the road.

"You boy, you dare to threaten us."

The sturdy man yelled angrily. As he stretched his body forward and retracted, a dagger suddenly appeared in his right hand. With a huge surge of strength, it stabbed Shen Zilang's palm. Having

Qi and blood means that Shen Zilang He is a second-grade warrior.

However, who of the two of them is not a second-grade warrior? How strong can a young man like Shen Zilang be, no matter how strong he is? Let alone one-on-two.

However, what happened , somewhat deviating from his expectation.

Shen Zilang's expected cry of pain did not appear when his palm was pierced. Instead, there was a crisp sound like gold and iron. In a burst of sparks, the dagger seemed to be stabbed. Some kind of extremely hard steel plate was made, and it slipped away from Shen Zilang's palm with a heart-wrenching sound.

"No, it’s a body-refining warrior."

Chirp!

No need for the big man to remind him, the gun in Zhang Mingyang's hand had already misfired, and the bullets roared into Shen Zilang's head in a blazing whirlwind.

Bang!

Another burst of sparks flew, but this time, the bullets did not resemble daggers. The same thing, it slipped away from Shen Zilang's palm and embedded two centimeters into Shen Zilang's flesh and blood.

The blood was flowing downwards.

"The defensive power of the crazy golden body can really stop bullets."

The only thoughts that Zhang Mingyang and I had were horror and fear.

Blocking the bullet with bare hands?

Although the bullet still penetrated the flesh and blood, what is the difference between such a shallow wound and piercing the skin with a dagger?

I didn't see the bullet still remaining on the surface of the palm. Is it? I'm afraid it can be taken off with just one click.

Second-grade?

No, this is a third-grade warrior who has tempered the bones of his upper limbs.

He is a martial arts master who is not inferior to his father Zhang Chao

"You can't kill me, otherwise my father will destroy your whole family, and your whole family will be buried with me!"

Zhang Mingyang was completely frightened. Just when he was about to aim at Shen Zilang's head and fire a few more shots, in their eyes, Shen Zilang's deep eyes seemed to be filled with divine fire. Before they could see clearly the true face of the divine fire, the golden divine fire. It has already erupted.

Forming a brilliant fire domain, the unfinished building in front of you seems to have turned into the Temple of the Sun above the ninth heaven, emitting endless light and heat, trying to burn everything in the world.

Among them, those who accidentally enter Two tiny figures at the core of the sun

"Refining God."

This was the last thought in Zhang Mingyang's heart.

Then there was boundless darkness. As soon as the Lian Shen shock came out, Shen Zilang opened his five fingers and clasped them on the faces of the two people like iron hoops. He grabbed their heads and moved to block them. The windshield was smashed.

Bang!

The two heads were rubbed against the windshield by Shen Zilang like rag dolls.

For a long time, the sound stopped, the door opened, and the car got out.

Shen Zilang let out a long breath and killed again.

"However, I am still very tired and in pain, and the skin on my palms is broken. If it is not treated,"

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