Urban Dungeon: This world is in danger

Bang,

bang,

gunshots rang out in the sky.

The musketeers are frantically reloading and shooting like crazy.

The king lay quietly on the roof, silently waiting.

When the gunfire had subsided, he jerked himself up and fired two shots at the most crowded area.

Then quickly jump to a different roof and continue lying down.

Gunfire rang out again.

The people below panicked.

Someone shouted,

"We are the Guardians of Haicheng. "

Come out quickly

!" "There are foreign masters here, don't shoot, hurting foreign masters, it's a big trouble!" Wang

Quan pouted disdainfully.

This group of people thought he was an indigenous and was afraid of foreigners.

Is...... Amusing.

Under the night:

The men of the musket team have no idea which roof the king has jumped on.

They could only shoot indiscriminately in all directions.

The royal power looked down from the rooftop.

The musketeers are still there.

Haicheng guards are still there.

But:

the foreign martial artist is gone.

"He's looking for me!"

"He's even found me."

Wang Quan's eyes contracted, his heart beat faster, and the muscles of his whole body tensed.

Click!

Click!

He deliberately reloaded a revolver to lure Mifune into attacking.

However

, after being reloaded, Mifune still didn't make a move.

Unfazed, he reloaded the other revolver.

Then shoot again.

Bang, bang, bang!

A few more unlucky people screamed.

However,

Mifune still didn't show up.

Wang Quan frowned.

This time, the opponent is too forbearing.

It's a bit tricky.

"But it doesn't matter.

"If he doesn't show up, I'll kill this group of cannon fodder little by little!" he

jumped onto another roof, ready to shoot again.

However, when he poked his head out, he saw Gong Er.

At this time, Gong Er is like a ghost.

She was already standing quietly behind the group.

She stretched out her little white hand and gently stroked their necks.

Click,

click, click,

the necks of the unlucky eggs were pinched off in an instant.

By the time the others found out, she had already pinched a dozen unlucky eggs to death.

"She's here!" someone

screamed.

The next second:

The city guards, under the urging of the officials, rushed towards Gong Er like mad dogs.

At the same time, the men of the musket team, also aiming at Miyaji, prepared to shoot.

Bang,

bang!

the sound of a revolver rang out.

One by one, the unlucky ones fell to the ground.

The others were frightened and didn't bother to attack Gong Er, so they scattered to dodge.

Like an emotionless killing machine, Miyaji continued to attack the city guards and musketeers.

The kingship perceives all around.

The Sakura Empire's Mifune Master still hasn't appeared.

"Where is he

?" "Still waiting

?" "Are you going to sneak up on me?" or

"Click!

Click!

Gong Er is like a ruthless harvesting machine, twisting the necks of one unlucky basher after another.

Soon:

there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground.

The remaining members of the city guard and the musket team could no longer bear it and turned and ran.

Gong Er chased and killed.

Wang Quan looked around, searching for the figure of the three boates.

At this time:

Gong Er's figure is about to disappear from sight.

Suddenly:

the golden bell rings.

Gong Er's ponytail, like a whip, dripped, into the shadows to the side.

In the shadows, a figure loomed over the ponytail.

"Where's Mifune's master!"

"Great. "

I just joined forces with Gong Er and killed him together. "

Wang Quan got up and went to besiege Gong Er.

However, as soon as he got up, he saw a man appear on a house not far away.

This man, more than two meters tall, has a fleshy face, a full beard, and a thick waist:

in the night, he looks like a big black bear.

The moment he saw this person, Wang Quan's hairs stood on end, and he felt a great danger.

"Master!"

"Master Mifune waited so long, not just to sneak attack Gong Er.

"I'm still waiting for a helper to stop me!" The

next second, he raised his hand:

Bang,

bang,

bang!

Bullets were fired at the incoming people.

A man like a black bear, jumping on the rooftop, walking on the ground, easily dodging all the bullets.

In just two seconds, he rushed over.

The royal power threw away the first revolver and picked up the second.

At this time:

the person rushed to him and said viciously:

"Aborigines..... I'm Trotsky!"

"Throw away the revolver and fight me like a man." "

Let me

kill you!" Wang Quan sneered:

"Within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate!" "Between you and me, only seven steps!"

"What are you going to kill me?"

"Bang!

Bang!

The

second revolver fired.

In just one second, five bullets poured out.

Trotsky roared, and his muscles, which had already risen with indignation, rose again.

Bullets hit him one after another, but they were blocked by muscles.

Muscle peristalsis.

Bullets clinked, and bullets fell to the ground.

Trotsky scoffed:

"Are there any more bullets?

"Hard bullet resistance

?" "What kind of cross-reeling are you?"

Trotsky laughed, "You shouldn't be so curious when death is imminent." In

the next second, he waved his big hand, like a grinding plate, and drew it towards the royal power.

The king's hands are staggered.

Jiupin Peach Blossom Fist Blooms

! Bang!

The fist hits the palm.

The terrifying power spread along the fist:

the

sleeves of his arms exploded, revealing his bronzed arms.

The royal power retreated, the roof exploded beneath his feet, and the house collapsed.

Trotsky ran wildly

, his face hideous: "Your strength is too weak!" "

One more punch, blow your hands!" As

soon as Wang Quan stood firm, he rushed over:

[Bear's Paw]

The muscles of his big hand squirmed, his blood vessels swelled, and his hand bones exploded.

The huge palm actually skyrocketed a few times again.

Boom

! Wang Quan's

upper body clothes were all torn.

On both arms, bloodstains were torn with more force than terrible.

The strong body was knocked out by the terrifying force for more than ten meters.

Boom!

The body smashed into a house and slammed it to the ground.

And Trotsky also flew upside down.

The power of the peach blossom spread along his arms.

The terrifying strength left faint traces of peach blossoms on his skin.

Trotsky ploughed two furrows in the ground with his legs and retreated seven or eight meters.

Whew

, whew, whew

!

The two gasped.

Boom!

The masonry fell to the ground.

The royal power rose from the ruins.

He excitedly said

, "Master

!" "Sure enough, a master

!" "Kill you, maybe you can reap a lot of proficiency!"

Trotsky was suspicious.

Proficiency

? What is that?

Before he could figure it out, the royal power stomped on the bricks and stones, like a tiger.

【Jiupin Peach Blossom Boxing】

The fists are flying, sometimes turning into palms, sometimes turning into claws, and sometimes turning into fingering.

Peach Blossom Boxing, sublimated and bloomed in the hands of the king.

Trotsky sneered: "You don't have the ability to kill me!"

He waved his big hand like a bear's paw, blocking all the attacks of the royal power.

Bang

, bang,

the two of them fought, tossing and turning.

Trotsky slapped him and smashed the walls with his head.

Wang Quan turned his fist into a finger and poked Trotsky in the abdomen.

Trotsky dodged, poked his finger into a tree, and poked a fist hole.

The two of them are desperate to change their moves, and it is difficult to separate from each other.

It's just that with the passage of time, Trotsky, with great strength and thick skin, kept retreating.