Heaven-law Supreme System

After a while, some of the hostages who fled were careful and still calm, and found that the gangsters were abnormal.

Observing the gangsters in the dark, they found that the gangsters seemed to be asleep, motionless, let alone making no sound, boldly wanting to step forward to see what happened, but after thinking about it, they gave up the idea.

After all, the opponents had guns in their hands, but they sent themselves into the mouth again.

Shao Qing, Chu Xuan had flown behind the criminal on the fifth floor. The special police officers who were fighting the criminal looked at the figure behind the criminal like a ghost. After they were slightly surprised, they were happy.

They saw the face of the figure clearly. It turned out to be Chu Xuan. In order to prevent the gangsters from discovering the abnormality, they increased their momentum but reduced their firepower.

Because he was afraid that the bullet would not grow long and hurt Chu Xuan's eyes, he focused all his attention on aiming.

The gangsters were taken aback for a moment, but they didn't understand why the police's firepower was much smaller.

"What does Tiaozi want to do? Why is the firepower weak? They don't want to produce some moths, right?" One of the strong men with a tiger tattooed on his arm frowned, and he always had a bad premonition in his heart.

"You think too much, I think the bullets are not enough." A burly man with a big five and three thick and a scary scar on his face smiled.

"No, something must be wrong, the behavior of the strip is too abnormal." The tattooed man was not amused by the words of his accomplices, but his brows became tighter, and his sense of crisis became stronger.

Scared man dangling a cigarette, shrank his body behind a marble pillar, and said with disdain: "Can you stop bluffing, gods babbling, whether there are gods in the strips, they are probably afraid of us killing the hostages, so I'm afraid to provoke us, which reduces the firepower."

"That's right, Brother Dao Scar was right, they were too embarrassed to just withdraw, so the dead skin and lazy faces stayed and made a gesture, and walked through the scene." Next to them was a thin man with a slight punch and smiled sharply. Tao.

"No, how do I feel that someone behind me is staring at us?" The tattooed man said and quickly glanced back.

With a scream, Chu Xuan who just rushed over, the moment the tattooed man turned his head, his right hand made a circle, and a needle stabbed the tattooed man's chest unceremoniously. The tattooed man felt a cold in his chest and his pupils appeared. An enlarged face was created.

He wanted to yell, but he couldn't make a sound at all. He wanted to do it, and he was weak and stiff. Yu Guang glanced at his chest and found a "silver needle" that was shimmering with cold light, as thin as a hair.

With the scared look in the tattooed man’s eyes, Chu Xuan continued to pierce the scar man and the thin man who was about to turn his head. Chu Xuan’s hands were as fast as lightning, and the tattooed man could only see the afterimage, and couldn’t figure out what happened to him. It would be so fast, how did the needle in his hand pop out of thin air.

Because, after Chu Xuan finished the acupuncture just now, the tattooed man saw that the other party's hand was empty, but he didn't see him taking the needle from his body. Where did he get the needle to get the needle?

The scar man and the thin man felt that their chests were bitten by a mosquito almost at the same time. They were weak and stiff, and there was an inexplicable fear in their hearts. Although they did not look back, they clearly felt a strong wind from behind them. Pass, and then I can't move.

Chu Xuan was dumbfounded by the special police at the stairway, as if he was blessed with special effects, like a gust of wind, and within three seconds before and after, all the gangsters who were confronting him were stopped.

"Is this a man with special effects?" The special police squeezed out a few words with difficulty, their mouths were so big that they could squeeze a steamed bun, and there was a turbulent wave in their hearts. Virtual, totally different from each other.