Chapter 1557

Name:Walking Tall Author:齐昆仑
Yu Xiaolian and LV Yanran have been tracing the death of Qi Hong and Yu Yan. After all, the forces behind the scenes are becoming more and more powerful.

This time, Yu Xiaolian found beiyuanzhou in silence, but also encountered danger, which Qi Kunlun did not expect.

He drove the car very fast, and soon came to this small wasteland. As soon as he arrived, he saw a broken motorcycle with machetes, stumps and scattered blood on the ground.

Qi Kunlun was worried about Yu's safety. After getting off the bus, he immediately headed for the deep wasteland.

It's obviously been a very fierce battle, and there are traces everywhere.

"These people are not very strong, but they are numerous! I don't know if she can hold on to me! " Qi Kunlun thought to himself that he was very fast, and he felt a magnetic field containing murderous gas and went straight to this direction.

This is what makes him powerful. He can lock the position through the invisible induction, which is even faster and more accurate than some high-tech technologies.

Three minutes later, Qi Kunlun finally arrived, and saw dozens of people chasing Yu smile.

He did not say much, directly pulled out the m1895 that Chu Longxiong gave him, raised his hand and opened to the knife hand with a machete in front of him!

After one shot hit the back of the heart, he didn't stop and fired a second, a third!

The three shots startled the crowd. The swordsmen turned around one by one. Seeing Qi Kunlun holding a gun in his hand, they did not fear, but gnawed their teeth fiercely.

"He has only one gun. Cut him down for me!"

"Kill!"

If someone takes the lead and the rest is naturally hot blooded, they will come and kill Qi Kunlun.

Qi Kunlun, however, touched his left hand and pulled out a silver 1911 standard pistol. He raised his hand two times and banged twice. The two leading swordsmen were bleeding on the spot and died instantly!

Then, he fired two guns at once, bang bang bang, and the fire flashed. Every time he went down, he would fall down. Sometimes the bullet would pass through his body and hit the person behind him.

In an instant, more than ten people fell down. These hot blooded swordsmen felt as if they had been poured a basin of cold water on their heads. They immediately calmed down and began to dodge and retreat one by one, no longer pressing their heads forward.

A hint of irony flashed across Qi Kunlun's mouth.

Yu smile there, relieved, leaning on a mountain knife squat on the ground panting for breath, body everywhere is knife edge, the whole person seems to become blood gourd, has reached the limit!

A swordsman saw this, took the opportunity to slip to her side, raised the mountain knife in his hand, and cut it hard at her back neck!

The knife had just dropped less than an inch. Qi Kunlun's wrist moved, and then his index finger pulled off the trigger without hesitation. His move was so fast that people could hardly see it, and even felt that he didn't have to aim at it at all! Sure enough, the attacker's head exploded, the red and white things splashed, and all over the body was covered with smiles. The body fell back heavily and fell to the ground with a dull thud, which was breathtaking.

When they saw this scene, they all felt cold. The two guns in Qi Kunlun's hands were just like the judges' pens in Yama's hands. Whoever was hit would die, and the bullets would be shot in vain. It must be frightening! Just now, he even shot his head as soon as he moved his wrist, which made people wonder if he was equipped with any high-tech self-aiming device.