Swish! Swish! Swish!
Seven or eight figures rushed to Qin Jiang's convoy at an unstoppable speed, with Samba, who was at the forefront, directly attacking Qin Jiang.
"How dare you!"
When Zhao Shanhe saw Samba rushing towards him, he immediately raised his leg and kicked him.
boom...
They exchanged blows!
Samba's forward momentum faltered.
Zhao Shanhe took a step back and used one foot to brace himself on the bike.
Samba was taken aback. Although he had been at a disadvantage when his fist touched the opponent's foot, the fact that the opponent had managed to block it showed his skill: "Black Dragon Double Flower Red Staff - Suppressing Mountains and Rivers! You've got something!"
He called out Zhao Shanhe's name, and the Nest Gate had an excellent understanding of the entire Black Dragon Group, from top to bottom.
Zhao Shanhe: "Who are you?"
Samba: "The one who killed you..."
Without further ado, he continued his attack on Zhao Shanhe, employing deadly moves unlike his attack on Iron Fist Nan yesterday.
Every move is deadly!
Zhao Shanhe was also furious: How come there are enemies everywhere in Pudi who want to harm my brother Jiang?
Sniper!
Attack!
This was clearly a premeditated and prepared killing. Zhao Shanhe rushed forward and clashed head-on with Samba!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In a short time, the two exchanged seven or eight blows. Samba's strength was so fierce that Zhao Shanhe felt numb all over.
A single whip kick:
Bang!
Zhao Shanhe managed to protect his vitals and was kicked to the side, rolling a meter before regaining his balance.
Then I saw it.
Li Xiaoyue suddenly shouted, "Get out of the way!"
Zhao Shanhe was already highly focused, and when he heard Li Xiaoyue yell, he rolled away on the spot.
The instant he left!
Bang!
A bullet hit the spot where he had just been standing.
"grass!"
Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but swear. At this moment, he had already hidden in another car, preparing to rush out again.
Qin Jiang: "Don't come any closer! Go help them..."
On the other side: Qin Jiang brought ten Black Dragon personnel and Ning family security personnel to fight against other people who rushed out. Those people were very strong and forced more than a dozen people to retreat. One of the Ning family bodyguards was even hit by a sniper and fell to the ground. Everyone else was in danger and dared not show their faces while leaning against the car. Under these circumstances, it became even more dangerous for them to face those people.
Therefore, Qin Jiang sent Zhao Shanhe to help those people.
Zhao Shanhe saw that his brother Jiang and Si Jiu didn't hesitate and quickly ran to help the people on the other side.
...
at this time.
Samba didn't look at Zhao Shanhe who was running away. Although this person was very strong, much stronger than Tie Shou Nan, he was nothing special.
His goal is:
Qinjiang!
Now that Qin Jiang was right in front of him, he raised his fist again and slammed it hard into Qin Jiang's face. This punch was extremely powerful and had a faint sound of air being torn apart. However, Qin Jiang did not try to dodge the punch. The fist was about to land in front of Qin Jiang's face!
Bang!
A finger pointed at his fist, and the owner of the large hand was none other than: Sijiu!
brush!
Samba instinctively tried to pull his fist back, but instead of pulling it back immediately, he felt an indescribable force coming from his fist, causing him to lean forward uncontrollably. At the same time, Si Jiu's other fist struck his charging body directly in the abdomen. Fast! Extremely fast!
But to be honest: Samba, as the second strongest fighter in the Nest Gate, immediately relied on his instincts to take advantage of the situation and delivered a powerful kick to the heart!
Bang!
Fists and kicks clashed!
The powerful impact forced Samba to stagger back two steps. The tingling sensation in his legs and fists made his expression turn serious. Even though he already knew that Si Jiu's strength was extraordinary, he never expected it to be this powerful.
Awesome! Absolutely fucking awesome!
He even felt that he might not be a match for Sijiu if he fought alone, how could that be?
This moment:
He felt that his outlook on life had been completely reshaped...
...
opposite!
Si Jiu's eyes flickered as he looked at Samba. This person could block his full-force punch without getting hurt: he really had some strength, but that was all.
...
No dawdling!
Samba quickly accepted this fact, and he charged at Sijiu again, directly using the momentum to deliver a powerful elbow strike to the heart:
He studied Muay Thai!
It's all about being aggressive and fierce!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He fought back against Si Jiu for three moves, but after those three moves, he seemed to run out of energy and leaned back, leaving his defenses wide open.
See here.
Si Jiu instinctively stepped forward to deliver an eighth-level blow, but as soon as Si Jiu took a step, Li Xiaoyue shouted from behind, "Retreat!"
Even faster than Li Xiaoyue was Qin Jiang's hand, which yanked Si Jiu's body back just as he lunged forward.
Bang!
A bullet hit the spot where Sijiu had just been standing.
It was obvious that Samba had left his defense wide open, deliberately luring Si Jiu into an ambush. Unfortunately, Qin Jiang noticed his intention immediately and pulled Si Jiu back; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
.....
Seeing that his first plan had failed, Samba took advantage of the moment when Si Jiu was pulled back and charged forward again:
Elbow to the heart! A devastating barrage!
Si Jiu was pulled back and the door was half open, but his fighting instinct made him subconsciously raise his leg to block: although he was a beat too slow, with his physical strength, he wouldn't be seriously injured even if he clashed head-on, but how could Qin Jiang let him get hurt!
Then I saw it.
Qin Jiang transformed his palm into a claw and grabbed directly at Samba's neck, his imposing manner suggesting that he could snap her neck with a single grab.
Danger!
Samba sensed danger and had to change tactics mid-strike, using one hand to protect his neck and throwing a punch:
But he was fast! Qin Jiang was even faster!
With his other hand, he grabbed Samba's punch and pulled him, and Samba felt another huge force surge in, leaving him half-open.
"How dare you!"
Samba roared and was about to kick out.
But Qin Jiang's foot kicked him directly in the chest at an unbelievable angle:
boom...
Samba's entire body flew backward two or three meters.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
It took him four or five steps back to regain his balance!
...
Whoosh...
Qin Jiang withdrew his hand and waved his sleeve, standing still. He couldn't leave this shadowy position, otherwise he would be exposed to sniper fire, and then even the highest level of combat skills would be useless.
Samba, facing away, clutched his chest, feeling a sharp discomfort in his heart. Although the pressure from the manicure was greater than that from Si Jiu, it had caused him far more damage. He felt his blood and qi were somewhat obstructed, as if the kick had struck his mother's vital point. Little did he know that Qin Jiang's attacks were specifically designed to strike vital points, and even the force and technique of his strikes were aimed at those vital points. This was an ability honed through decades of combat.
Samba looked up at the three of them, unable to accept it:
Not only was Si Jiu's strength beyond his expectations, but they also knew about Si Jiu's record. Putting aside everything else, his physical size alone was enough to make him seem extraordinary.
But what about Qinjiang?
Although he's rumored to be a formidable fighter, is he really that good? That's going too far!
It was even more dangerous than 49 to him...
Furthermore…
His gaze fell on Li Xiaoyue; he had just seen this person warn others to avoid sniper fire twice.
It was just a coincidence!
That's a fact—twice!
Combine this with what Cunmang just said about predictive shooting!
Could it be...?
Are they naturally sensitive to danger to the point of being able to predict it?