C152 Crazy Iron Bear
C152 Crazy Iron Bear
Swish!
After the shadow stood up, with a flash, it arrived in front of Zhang Yang and stopped.
"This... This is... Is Human... Is it a ghost? "
Tia Xiong took a few steps back with his mouth wide open and a face full of shock.
"It's not a human, nor a ghost." Zhang Yang laughed, "It's the shadow of the person who shot at us."
In fact, it was the remnant aura. Zhang Yang had used the Seven Stars Truth Technique to condense it. He said that the shadow was just for Tia Xiong to understand.
"Shadow?"
Tia Xiong swallowed his saliva and smeared it all over his face. Even though he was thick-skinned, he was still shocked to the extreme.
He knew that Zhang Yang was very powerful. For example, that miraculous medicine from just now, it could immediately stop his pain, as well as the great sales of Immortal Sanatorio Dragon-tiger Mountain, Zhang Yang's terrifying medical expenses, and a week of turning them into supermen and so on.
Many of them indicated that Zhang Yang wasn't an ordinary person. However, those miracles could be accepted by people who were used to thinking.
However, the scene in front of him was completely beyond his comprehension.
Summon a shadow?
This seemed to be a scene that only ghosts and monsters would see in movies!
"Elder Brother Yang, you... "You are …"
"God, do you believe?"
God?
Tia Xiong was stunned. It seemed that when he heard the word, Zhang Yang laughed and flicked his finger on the shadow before he could react.
Swish! The figure that was standing instantly became agile, continuously spinning a few rounds on the spot before taking a step forward and jumping down from the balcony.
"Stop blanking out and quickly leave. There is a time limit. If you can't find that person when the time is up, his aura will dissipate."
Looking at the stunned Tia Xiong, Zhang Yang laughed and scolded him. Then he quickened his pace and went downstairs. Tia Xiong suddenly came to his senses and followed closely behind with large strides.
"Yang..." Elder Brother Yang... Are you really a deity? " The simple and honest Tia Xiong's Eight Trigrams Fire burned fiercely. Without waiting for his reply, he immediately said, "That figure jumped down just now, he won't fall to his death, right?"
"No way!" Zhang Yang was very patient with this simple-minded big guy.
"Then would others see it?" After saying that, Tia Xiong immediately opened his eyes wide and looked around, as if there were countless invisible enemies.
"No, only I can see it now."
"Oh."
Tia Xiong nodded honestly and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. In short, he was very excited.
Elder Brother Yang was a god!
This sentence had already become the greatest secret in his mind. Moreover, there was no doubt about it at all. He could not help but laugh foolishly while rubbing his head.
"What are you laughing at, it's so silly." Zhang Yang scolded him.
"Hehe, since Elder Brother Yang is a deity, then I'm one with the deity."
Hearing that, Zhang Yang shook his head and didn't say anything else. Soon, he arrived at the door.
"Halt, what are you doing?"
Suddenly, two security guards holding plastic sticks stopped them.
When they came in, the two of them had been walking around somewhere, but now that they had returned, they happened to bump into each other.
Zhang Yang naturally did not have the time to pay attention to them and directly walked forward. Tia Xiong, who was behind them, increased his pace. This guy was too excited. He kicked the two unlucky security guards far away and couldn't get up even after a long while.
He walked out of the door and got on the car. This time, it was Zhang Yang's turn to drive and run.
"..."
At the outskirts of the city, in an abandoned factory.
"Zing!"
A silver sports car slowly drove into the yard.
A man in casual clothes opened the door and alighted. He was short and slightly thin, with an ordinary face that could not be found in the crowd.
He stretched out his hand and took out a guitar case from the back seat. He looked around and then entered the dilapidated workshop on the right.
Upon walking to the entrance, a middle-aged man appeared. He was dressed similarly to the other middle-aged man, and there wasn't anything unique about him at all.
"How is it? Did it work? " As soon as they met, he couldn't wait to ask.
The young man slowly shook his head, expressionlessly saying, "I failed. The opponent is very smart, and also has an abnormally keen sense for danger. He's an expert!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face changed and he blurted out: "You, Hei Jin, will fail?" Are you joking with me? "
Hei Jin, the eleventh ranked assassin, must not underestimate these rankings. One must know, this was a world-class ranking, famous both abroad and in the Underground World, with a success rate of 99%. From the moment he started as an assassin until now, he had only failed once.
That failure was not because of him, but because an accident happened to the target of the assassination and he was alerted by another assassin. Later on, Hei Jin became angry and directly assassinated that assassin.
"Is there a need for me to joke with you?"
Hei Jin was still expressionless, perhaps due to the high reward, he still explained a little, "That teenager was very strange. Before I shot him, I didn't even lock onto him but the bodyguard beside him. But even so, he still escaped."
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The middle-aged man slightly creased his brow, his tone somewhat disbelieving as he said, "He's not that powerful, right? "We have thoroughly investigated him. He is just an ordinary person who has just gotten lucky and learned a few skills in medicine."
"Ordinary people?" Hei Jin sneered, his tone suddenly became cold, "Within thirty seconds, I have fired eighteen consecutive shots, none of them hitting him, but he dodged all of them as if they predicted it …" You and your boss are very dishonest! "
"No, absolutely not." The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed as he squeezed out an ugly smile. "The information has already mentioned that this guy is very good at fighting and seems to have learned kung fu."
"Humph!"
Hei Jin snorted and stopped talking about this topic. He said coldly, "I will continue the task, since I have accepted the money, I will make sure he will disappear. However, I am afraid I can't do it within a week, I need to wait for the most appropriate time."
Saying that, a hint of cruelty appeared on his previously calm face, "Hehe, he is already qualified for me to be serious. I will turn his head into a crushed tomato."
"Cough, cough." The middle-aged man coughed and lowered his voice, "Can you do it as soon as possible? After all, the college entrance exam is already over. It might be difficult to find a chance."
In fact, the middle-aged man was worried that he would be scolded by his master when he returned. Zhang Yang would not die, but his master would not be able to rest in peace!
"I know what I'm doing. I don't need you to say anything!" Hei Jin glared at him, and his tone was filled with unquestionable coldness.
Clatter! Clatter! Clatter!
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside. Both of their expressions changed. With a few steps, they arrived at the entrance of the workshop and saw two people appear before them.
It was Zhang Yang and Tia Xiong.
Without any hesitation, Hei Jin had a handgun in his hand and shot.
"Chi!"
Unfortunately, he did not have the chance to shoot. A blinding white light flashed in the air, creating an ear-piercing sound. With a "kacha", the gun in Hei Jin's hand was cut into two halves.
At the same time, Tia Xiong had already rushed over with an angry roar as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were trembling. When his feet landed on the ground, the already old and worn out floor was instantly shattered.
It had to be said that Tia Xiong was almost two meters tall, and he was as ferocious as a steel Vicious Beast. He was like a giant who was running fast, and in a few steps, he was already in front of them.
"Die!"
He stomped heavily on the ground with both feet and channeled his strength into his arms. His fist swept across Hei Jin like a heavy cannon in the air. This heavy punch was like a thunderclap that blew up the air and brought out an ear-piercing whistling sound.
Hei Jin's face slightly changed. He didn't expect Tia Xiong to be so fierce. However, he did not panic too much. He suddenly got off the ground, picked up the guitar in his hand and threw it at Tia Xiong.
Tia Xiong had no intention of dodging. With a bang, he threw a punch onto the sniper rifle, causing wood shavings to fly everywhere. The clanging sounds were all over the place, and the parts of the sniper rifle fell to the ground.
All of this happened in a very short time. Only at this moment did the middle-aged man at the side take out his gun from his waist.
However, how could Tia Xiong give him the chance to shoot? The moment he landed, his sturdy body sped up and fiercely crashed into his chest. Following that, a violent knee strike landed right on his opponent's abdomen.
This knee strike had almost pierced through his abdomen. The middle-aged man was sent flying as if he had been hit by a medium-sized kacha. While he was in the middle of doing so, a blood arrow shot out.
At this time, Hei Jin turned around and kicked back. He was an expert at using guns, but his close combat skills were not weak either. He aimed a kick at Tia Xiong's back.
Bang!
Tia Xiong turned around, his eyes filled with anger and ruthlessness. Not only did this kick not harm him, but it also sent Hei Jin flying back.
However, this big guy was going crazy, because Zhang Yang was watching from the side and he was kicked.
"Ah!
In his rage, Tia Xiong charged forward, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and punched out at Hei Jin's face. Hei Jin jumped to the right, and in mid-air, he pounced on a hungry tiger, bent his knees, and viciously punched out towards Tia Xiong's head.
At the critical moment, Tia Xiong revealed a cruel smile. Facing the vicious knee strike, he suddenly took a big step forward, twisted his body and threw a punch towards Hei Jin's right ear.
This punch was extremely sudden. It looked simple, but it was as fast as lightning. Hei Jin's reaction was extremely fast. His instinct for battle was to raise his hand to block it.
However, the arm he raised up didn't have any effect. With a crack, Tia Xiong's hammer-like iron fist along with his broken arm landed on his face.
After Tia Xiong went crazy, this was a punch that far surpassed any normal explosive force. It was so heavy that Hei Jin's face was like a watermelon being shot by a cannonball in a high-speed camera. Blood splattered everywhere.
With a bang, Hei Jin's upper body was sent flying. He only managed to struggle for a few moments before fainting on the ground.
Tia Xiong retracted his fist and turned around. Both of his feet stomped on the ground and his sturdy body shot out like a cannonball. He hit his knee on the middle-aged man who had just stood up from his stumbling position.
His hard knees smashed into the man's chest the moment he stood up. He was sent flying by the ear-piercing sound of a fracture.
When he landed on the ground, his eyes were bulging as if he was suffering from a great pain. Blood was coming out of his mouth and his tense body loosened up. He twitched twice like a viper, but no one knew if he was dead or alive.