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    Yang Luo laughed loudly, bent his upper body backward to avoid the opponent's sharp blade, and swung his waist to the left like a willow.  Pointing his toes to the ground, he quickly turned around as his upper body swung.  The sniper rifle in his right hand suddenly came out, and the muzzle of the gun was right against the chest of the red figure.

    The red figure didn¡¯t expect Yang Luo to move so fast, faster than he imagined.  The moment the black gun muzzle pressed against his chest, he slipped his feet and slid more than two meters to the right.  The muzzle of the gun was still pressed against his chest, and then he quickly moved to the left.  But what made him despair was that Yang Luo was like his shadow, and the sniper rifle was like a tarsal bone. No matter how hard he tried to hide, he couldn't avoid the muzzle that exuded a cold texture.

    Yang Luo looked at the middle-aged man wearing a red robe in front of him with a smile. This guy is the right protector of Hong Sanyue: "Run, why don't you run away."

    The right protector was sweating profusely and opened his mouth to shout: "Amitabha!" This guy used to be a monk in the Shaolin Temple. He was not the kind of fake monk who showed off for tourists to see, but a real disciple.  Because he couldn't bear the loneliness, he always sneaked down the mountain to hunt pheasants. One time, he was caught up in the crackdown on pornography. Unfortunately, he was taken to the police station.  The consequences can be imagined: he was kicked out of the Shaolin Temple.  Finally, when I was desperate, I joined Red March by chance.  Now at the critical moment of life and death, in a hurry, I shouted out all the previous slogans.

    Yang Luo laughed loudly: "Are you a fucking monk or a seasoned Taoist?"

    The right protector¡¯s face turned red, and he didn¡¯t know whether he was anxious or embarrassed.  He couldn't understand how the police and armed police, whom he had never taken seriously, could hide such masters and beat him until he was unable to fight back.  However, he still knew very well in his heart that his life was now in the hands of others. As long as he moved his fingers slightly, he would die.  Since I joined the Red March, apart from cheating and venting my anger on two pheasants, I haven't done anything harmful. Even if I am caught, I will spend the rest of my life in prison, which is better than dying here.  powerful.

    Thinking of this, the right protector threw the knife in his hand to the ground, then raised his hands high: "I surrender!"

    "Damn, you traitor!" The left protector roared, ignoring the severe pain of his right arm being crippled. He flexed his left hand's fingers like a hook, and his body was like a discharged cannonball. He rushed towards the right protector, causing the surrounding fog to churn and roll.

    Yang Luo sneered, the sniper rifle in his hand moved quickly, passed under the arm of the right protector, and pulled the trigger without any reason.

    "boom!"

    The left guardian was very fast, and his five fingers had already clasped the back of the right guardian's neck, and there was a gunshot.  He backed away faster than he came, then stood more than ten meters away, looking down at his chest.  A blood hole appeared there, and blood kept flowing out.

    "ah!"

    Protector Zuo screamed and wanted to cover the blood with his hands, but he couldn't. Blood spurted out from between his fingers.  The guy screamed again, his voice full of despair and unwillingness, and then fell to the ground with a plop.  His body kept twitching, and he tried his best to open his eyes wide, looking at the world with nostalgia.  Slowly, his eyes lost their original color and were shrouded in a layer of gray. His knees were slightly bent, and then he kicked up suddenly, straightening his body. Then his head tilted, his body went limp, and he stopped breathing.

    In just a few seconds, for the left guardian, it was from birth to death, but for the right guardian, it was from death to life.  If he hadn't surrendered happily, it would have been him lying on the ground now.  This couldn't help but make him feel scared, but he was also very grateful for his wisdom.  Taking a deep breath, he felt the air being sucked into his lungs, like taking a drug, giving him a sense of relief that he had never felt before.

    "It feels so good to be alive!" This guy murmured in his heart.

    Yang Luo looked at the Mercedes-Benz, then put the gun on his shoulder and walked over while shaking his body.  Sun Zhiyu called to the police officer who was still in a daze, handcuffed the right guard and escorted him to the police car.

    Yang Luo stood three meters away from the Mercedes-Benz and looked at the man and woman in the car.  That woman was Gao Cheng, the third young lady of the Gao family, looking at him with hateful eyes.  And that man was also wearing a red Taoist robe. Needless to say, he was the leader of Red March, Ruan Xingmo.

    Yang Luo looked at the two people in the car, then pointed at Ruan Xingmo, hooked his fingers, and said with a smile: "Come out!"

    Ruan Xingmo got out of the car expressionlessly, straightened his somewhat messy bun, then put one hand on his chest and called out to the Infinite Heavenly Lord: "May I ask this donor, why did you block the poor Taoist's path and kill my fellow Taoist?  "This guy stood there, feeling a bit like an immortal.  If you didn't know his details, you would really be deceived by him.

    Yang Luo sneered disdainfully: "Do you think I look like an idiot? Do this with me. Tell me, use both hands.Follow me back with your legs, or let us carry you back?  "

    "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!" Ruan Xingmo shouted again, "This benefactor, God has the virtue of good life. I hope you will put down your weapons and stop killing innocent people indiscriminately."

    "Fuck you!" Yang Luo cursed fiercely, "You really can't shed tears until you see the coffin." After saying that, he shrugged his shoulders and fired the sniper rifle, then pointed the gun at Ruan Xingmo, "I'll give you three minutes.  Time to think about it." Then he looked at his watch.

    Ruan Xingmo laughed loudly, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Do you think the gun in your hand can kill me?"

    Yang Luo said calmly: "There is still a bullet in this gun, just for you."

    The smile on Ruan Xingmo's face disappeared, his feet were slightly staggered, and the Taoist robe on his body moved automatically without the wind. The surrounding fog centered on him, forming a huge whirlpool, and there was a faint whine of wind: "Since you want to die, today  Lord Tao, I will help you."

    Yang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the aura on his body suddenly burst out. The violent aura forced the surrounding fog to retreat crazily in all directions, but the gun in his hand never left Ruan Xingmo's eyebrows.

    Ruan Xingmo felt the dangerous aura on Yang Luo's body, especially the strong bloody aura on Yang Luo's body, which caused his pupils to shrink sharply and his heart to beat wildly.  He didn't expect that when Yang Luo dealt with the left and right guardians just now, he actually hid his strength.  But now the arrow is on the line. If he doesn't kill Yang Luo, he doesn't have to think about leaving.

    With a sharp roar, Ruan Xingmo's body drew an afterimage in the air. Yang Luo used his feet hard and jumped up high to meet him.

    ¡°Bang¡­bang bang¡­¡±

    There was a dull sound of physical collision, and the figures of the two people flashed rapidly.  Then there was another bang, Yang Luo kicked Ruan Xingmo in the chest, and Ruan Xingmo flew back quickly.  It wasn't until he was more than ten meters away that he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot. Fine cracks appeared on the hard concrete pavement and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.  His eyes flashed with anger, staring at Yang Luo.

    "You are definitely not a police officer. Who are you?"

    Yang Luo grinned, showing his white teeth, slowly raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Ruan Xingmo's head: "I am a soldier!"

    "Impossible!" Ruan Xingmo gritted his teeth and said, "How could those stinky soldiers have such skills as you and be able to hurt me?"

    Yang Luo sneered: "That's because you haven't met him, otherwise you wouldn't be alive today."

    Ruan Xingmo stopped talking nonsense and just kept staring at Yang Luo, who stood there without moving.  Time passed little by little, and the whole world became eerily quiet.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, but even Sun Zhiyu and the police officer who were watching the excitement had beads of sweat on their heads.  This silent depression made them extremely nervous.

    Suddenly, Ruan Xingmo moved, his body swayed, and he disappeared from the spot.  But this time, there was no movement in the surrounding fog, and no one knew where Ruan Xingmo was.

    Yang Luo snorted coldly and closed his eyes.  The moment he closed his eyes, Ruan Xingmo suddenly appeared in front of him, and at some point there was a half-foot-long knife shining with cold light in his hand, heading straight for Yang Luo's throat.

    Yang Luo suddenly opened his eyes, took a quick step back, handed the gun to his left hand, shook his right arm, and the shining black dagger slipped into his hand, then turned his wrist and stabbed out diagonally.

    "Poof!"

    Ruan Xingmo felt a chill in his right ribs, and then severe pain rushed into his brain along the pain nerves. With a muffled groan, Ruan Xingmo quickly stepped back, and then his body flashed and disappeared without a trace.

    "I want to run!" Yang Luo fired the sniper rifle in his left hand, turned half a circle with his body, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

    "boom!"

    "Plop!"

    Ruan Xingmo¡¯s body fell to the ground more than 20 meters in front. A deep single hole appeared in the back of his head, and blood mixed with brain matter slowly overflowed from the single hole.

    Yang Luo looked at Ruan Xingmo's body and said coldly: "Being able to die in my hands is considered a blessing from your previous life." After saying that, he threw the gun to Sun Zhiyu, walked towards the Mercedes-Benz, and then knocked on the car.  Top: "Miss Gao, get out of the car."

    Gao Cheng turned on the car's roof light, took out the makeup mirror and makeup case from his small bag, and put on makeup carefully.  Yang Luo didn't stop her, and Gao Cheng probably knew in her heart that since the higher-ups decided to take action against her Gao family, there would be absolutely no luck.  If you are caught this time, even if you don't die, you will have to spend the rest of your life in prison.  And this is also the last time that a woman puts makeup on herself.

    At this time, the sound of car engines was heard in the distance, and soon four military trucks came speeding over, followed by a harsh sound of brakes. Pairs of armed police soldiers jumped out of the vehicles and surrounded the scene.??

    Yang Luo looked at the time, and then said coldly to a captain who came over: "What time is the order to act?"

    The captain was the guy who disliked Yang Luo. When he heard Yang Luo's question, he smiled nonchalantly: "One o'clock in the morning!"

    Yang Luo continued to ask: "What time is it now?"

    Being questioned like this by Yang Luo, the captain felt even more unhappy and said with a sullen face: "What do you mean? What qualifications do you have to tell me what to do!"

    Yang Luo looked at the captain's careless look and knew that this guy must be a back-door soldier. He didn't know how this 13 cents was on his shoulders: "Do you know that as a soldier, if you are late on the battlefield?  What will be the consequences?"

    The captain snorted disdainfully: "Don't make it so serious. This is not a war, it's just catching a few criminals. Also, please pay attention to the tone of your words. When I was a soldier holding a gun, you were still peeing."  Playing in the mud."
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