Zhang Wanrong stared at the bullet he shot excitedly, with a cruel smile on his face, and when he thought that the little crushed head that hit him was about to be like a watermelon, and it was directly exploded by the bullet, a deep pleasure swelled in his heart.

Those policemen and Huang Huide didn't see it just now, so they didn't believe that Wang Yue beat Zhang Wanrong away, but he knew very well that it was this thin and weak young man who broke the baton with a slap and then slapped him out like a ball.

Although he himself still can't believe that this young man can actually slap his weight of more than 200 catties away, but this is the case.

Yan Changqing was also staring at the bullet that was as dazzling as a bright sun in the night with a nervous face at the moment, and the distance was so close that it was too late for him to stop even if he wanted to.

Just when the bullet with the light of fire flew to less than twenty centimeters away from Wang Yue's eyebrows in an instant, Wang Yue, who had been standing without moving, finally moved.

I saw him slowly raise his right hand like a white jade, although the speed seemed slow, but it was actually extremely fast.

The next moment, everyone, including Yan Changqing and the old Taoist priest, stared at Wang Yue in disbelief, their mouths wide enough to stuff an egg, as if they had seen a ghost.

At this moment, Wang Yue's right hand was stretching out two fingers to block the center of his eyebrows, and between his two fingers, there was a yellow bullet.

"This, this, this...... Pick up bullets with your bare hands? This ......"

"Is he doing acrobatics? Did you really catch it? How is that possible?! ”

"Hell yes, hell heck...... This must be an illusion......"

Several police officers stood in the back and kept muttering to themselves, and the sound of swallowing saliva was incessant.

Huang Huide stood a few meters away, raised his hand and rubbed it on his eyes, and after a long time, after making sure that he was indeed not mistaken, he immediately looked like he had seen a ghost.

However, the next moment he reacted, no wonder his status is as noble as Yan Changqing, and he also has to be respectful to Wang Yue, a senior, just with his ability to catch bullets with his bare hands, he deserves this senior, it seems that Zhang Wanrong really kicked the iron plate this time.

Of course, the most ugly face at the moment is Zhang Wanrong, he originally thought that he even took out a gun, this damn kid must die, but this guy can even catch a bullet!

The Zhang family is also a family in Qinghe City, and the old lady of the Zhang family, Zhang Xun, that is, Zhang Wanrong's son, used to be a powerful figure in Qinghe City, so he naturally has some understanding of some things that are beyond common sense in this world, such as cultivators, such as martial artists.

Zhang Wanrong, as Zhang Xun's favorite son, of course, also heard him talk about these things, and when he saw that the kid in front of him was able to catch bullets with his bare hands, he immediately recalled what his father had said.

"As long as you don't provoke two kinds of people in this Qinghe City, Lao Tzu can bear it for you if anything happens, the first is those people from big families, behemoths like the Wu family, that is not something our Zhang family can afford to provoke, the second is those warriors and cultivators with strange abilities, those people are even more difficult, and they can take people's lives at every turn, if you provoke them, your father and I will not be able to save you at that time."

He used to be dismissive of his Lao Tzu's words, and felt that it was true that he couldn't afford to mess with the big families that he said Lao Tzu, but those martial artists and cultivators were, right?

What age is this? Monsters are not allowed to become essences, what kind of cultivators, as for martial artists, are they just those who have practiced a little kung fu?

What if those guys can fight again? If three or five people can't do it, then thirty or fifty, three or five hundred, if it really can't work, one gun is enough to clean them up.

Zhang Xun naturally knew about Zhang Wanrong's attitude of despising the world's masters, but Zhang Xun felt that with his ability, it was impossible to contact those unattainable masters outside the world, let alone offend, so he didn't care about him.

However, now Zhang Wanrong finally knows that he Lao Tzu is not scaring him, and the people who can even hold pistol bullets with two fingers are not the people with strange abilities in his Lao Tzu's mouth.

"Smack!"

A drop of crystal sweat quietly dripped on the ground, and before the water trail dried, another drop, two drops, and three drops of sweat fell in the same place one after another.

Zhang Wanrong's face was already full of horror at this moment, his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his cheeks, dripping down his chin full of fat, and soon the ground was already wet.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, except for the beads of sweat that kept sliding down Zhang Wanrong's forehead, and the fat on his face that trembled violently with fear, none of the rest dared to move, and they all stared at Wang Yue intently.

After the atmosphere was silent for about a minute, Zhang Wanrong really couldn't stand it, under Wang Yue's eyes as cold as a polar glacier, this minute was as long as a century for him.

"You, are you a human or a ghost? Don't mess around, I, I'm a policeman, now, now I order you to leave at once! ”

Zhang Wanrong brandished the pistol in his hand and shouted incoherently at Wang Yue and the others, his frightened legs were trembling at the moment, how could he have the courage to arrest these three people, I just hope that these three weird guys will leave quickly, as for what murder case, what suspect, what does it have to do with him, he is the director of the police station who eats and drinks together, where can he care about this.

Hearing Zhang Wanrong's words, the corners of Wang Yue's mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer, and he slowly put down his right hand blocking his forehead, and coldly played with the bullet between his fingers that was bigger than peanuts.

"I slapped you just now, just to teach you a lesson, I didn't intend to take your life, but you have repeatedly sought death, in this case, you should also taste the taste of this bullet."

When Wang Yue said this, his tone was light, and he didn't even look at Zhang Wanrong with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, as if he was asking his friend what he had tonight, and he couldn't hear that he was deciding a person's life and death.

However, when these words fell on Zhang Wanrong's ears, they were like a requiem from hell, making his hair stand up, and even with his inflexible reaction, he felt as if there was an extremely majestic killing force enveloping him in it.

Zhang Wanrong was suddenly frightened, he hurriedly raised the pistol in his hand again, and aimed at Wang Yue's forehead, but he didn't dare to shoot again, he had lost confidence in the powerful pistol in his hand.

"You, you, you! What do you want?! I'm telling you! If you kill me, you will be an enemy of the country! When the time comes, even if you have great ability, no matter how deep your background, it will be a dead end! ”

Zhang Wanrong opened his mouth loudly and threatened, while looking around to see if there was anything that could be used as cover, or to see if there was a way out nearby.

Looking around, Zhang Wanrong suddenly caught a glimpse of the middle-aged policeman who had been snatched by him standing two steps behind him at the moment, just like everyone else, staring at Wang Yue with a stunned expression, without looking at him at all, and suddenly took it to heart.

"Hmph, it's you, don't blame me, blame this damn little crumb!"

Thinking like this, Zhang Wanrong couldn't help but have a ruthless look on his face, and then kicked his feet, and his fat body immediately rushed towards the middle-aged policeman behind him.

Seeing Zhang Wanrong suddenly rushing towards him, the middle-aged policeman was a little confused at first, and he didn't understand how Zhang Wanrong came by himself.

When he saw Zhang Wanrong's cruel expression clearly, how could he not understand Zhang Wanrong's plan after nearly 20 years of crawling and rolling on the post, and couldn't help but secretly curse Zhang Wanrong in his heart that Zhang Wanrong was not a thing, and at the same time, he had to dodge backwards when his feet moved.

However, when the middle-aged policeman reacted too late, Zhang Wanrong was only two steps away from him, and in an instant, he had already pounced on him and grabbed him by the collar.

Don't look at Zhang Wanrong's eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling and smoking every day, unlike other policemen, he fights wits and courage with criminals and has developed a strong physique.

However, as the saying goes, strength is not lost, even if Zhang Wanrong has not exercised much, his brute strength is not something that ordinary people can compete with, but under a look, the middle-aged policeman was pulled over by him and blocked in front of him.

Just when Zhang Wanrong's eyes glanced at the middle-aged policeman, and his expression changed from panic to cruelty, all his thoughts had been understood by Wang Yue, but Wang Yue did not immediately kill him, he wanted to see what other tricks this guy could play.

Zhang Wanrong hid behind the middle-aged policeman, strangled his neck with one hand, and still held the pistol with the other, aiming at Wang Yue deadly.

"Boy, I can act like nothing happened tonight, you can leave now, as for the old man, you can ......"

Zhang Wanrong was negotiating with Wang Yue with confidence on his face, wanting to make peace with Wang Yue and others, but suddenly heard Wang Yue spit out two words in an indifferent and ruthless tone: "Die." ”

As soon as Wang Yue's voice reached Zhang Wanrong's ears, his afterglow caught a glimpse of Wang Yue's palm playing with bullets suddenly flicked slightly, and before he could react, he only felt a small shadow in front of him flicker.

Immediately, Zhang Wanrong felt a warm feeling on his forehead slowly flowing down, and at the same time, there was a trace of pain coming out, and it was gradually expanding.

"Huh? What's going on? What happened? What happened to that kid? Was it me who was scared? And how did I get wet on my forehead? ”

Zhang Wanrong had many questions in his heart at the moment, and at the same time raised his hand to wipe his wet forehead.