Chapter 42

Ning fan often hunts and kills beasts in the mountain forest. The momentum accumulated over the years makes all beasts in the mountain forest stay away, let alone one person.

He usually hides this momentum very well. In addition, he has practiced "the formula of heaven and earth", and his iron blood is diluted. It seems that he is harmless to people and animals.

As soon as Zhao Kun gritted his teeth, he suppressed the palpitation in his heart and roared: "boy, if you take another step, I'll shoot you. I don't believe that the gun can't kill you."

Ning fan quietly takes out a coin from his trouser pocket and pulls it in his hand. He turns a blind eye to Zhao Kun's threat. His eyes follow the muzzle of the gun and stay on the trigger finger.

Suddenly, the muscle of Zhao Kun's index finger vibrates slightly. Ning fan knows that the other party is going to make a move. At this moment, he raises his hand and only hears the sound of "whew". A shiny coin is directly embedded in Zhao Kun's wrist.

Severe pain attacks Zhao Kun's nerve, almost instinctive hand a loose, pistol fall, at this time, has been shaking hand stretched out, breathtaking catch the pistol.

This day, the outsider is not someone else. It's Jiang Yunfei who stands beside Zhao Kun. He doesn't know where his courage comes from. Stimulated by Zhao Kun's scream, he grabs the pistol and pulls the trigger at Ning fan.

Jiang Yunfei is no stranger to guns. He has also practiced guns in the firearms club. Although his shooting skills are not very good, there is no possibility of losing at such a close distance.

"Police, don't move!"

A figure stands in front of Ning fan.

"Bang!"

A beam of fire is blooming in the night!

A dazzling blood flower in full bloom!

Jiang Yang never thought that things would turn out like this. He looked down at the bright red on his chest, and the pain from his heart suddenly hit his whole body. He couldn't help falling into a trance.

When Ning fan injures Zhao Kun with coins, Jiang Yang and Wen Zhi just arrive, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yunfei catches the gun and will shoot without saying a word.

Although Jiang Yang didn't see how Ning fan made Zhao Kun lose his fighting power, he judged from the perspective of a police professional that Ning fan couldn't escape this shot.

So, he didn't have any hesitation. He stepped up to Ning fan and aimed his pistol at Jiang Yunfei with a roar.

But Jiang Yunfei first shot, the bullet quickly into his chest, the huge impact directly let him fall back.

"Brother Jiang" -- Wen Zhi is stunned, and his brain seems to have lost the ability to think for a short time.

Jiang Yunfei didn't expect to kill a man on the way, full of anger has already drowned his reason, looking at Ning fan safe, he didn't have any hesitation, aimed at Ning fan pulled the trigger again.

Ning fan had already found Jiang Yang, but he recognized that they were police, so he didn't worry much. He just didn't expect that the police blocked the shot for him.

Looking at the dazzling blood, he was completely angry.

"Whew!"

His figure disappeared in place, the next moment, in front of Jiang Yunfei, in the second before pulling the trigger, he shot.

The surging energy gathered in Ning fan's hands. One hand cut at Jiang Yunfei's wrist, and the other hand struck him in the chest.

This blow carries the power of wind and thunder, accompanied by the piercing sound.

Zhao Kun only felt the shadow of a person, and then there were two hand shadows. He couldn't help Jiang Yunfei at all.

Jiang Yunfei's sense of crisis is not enough. How can he avoid this thunderbolt?

"Pa!"

"Bang!"

There were two different dull sounds. The bone in Jiang Yunfei's wrist broke through the muscle, and the whole wrist was broken. The muscle in his skin was smashed by the impact of vitality, and the pistol fell to the ground.

In addition, his chest sagged at the speed visible to the naked eye. I don't know how many ribs were broken. A clear handprint appeared on his chest.

The muscles on Jiang Yunfei's face almost crowded together, his eyes suddenly protruded, and his eyes seemed to fall out.

Guru Guru Nagetto!

He made a strange noise in his throat, spewed a lot of blood from his mouth, and sent out a thick fishy smell under the yellow light.

"My God, who is this boy? Even a gun can't deal with him. One palm can make people like this. This is... "

Zhao Kun's legs trembled involuntarily. Although he had been on the road for a long time, he had never seen such a terrible person.

Seeing that Ning fan looked at him, Zhao Kun stepped back, sweating, and a chill came out of his heart.

As soon as his eyes closed, he couldn't bear the great pain and fell to the ground and fainted.

"Brother Jiang!"

Wenzhi finally comes back to his senses, jumps up to Jiang Yang and holds him. Seeing that he is bleeding in front of his chest, he is heartbroken. He wants to take the shot for him.

Wen Zhijin's criminal police team is not long ago and has been led by Jiang Yang, so he has great admiration for Jiang Yang. He is just like his elder brother.

"Xiaowen... I... you..."

The impulse of syncope was like waves, which made him unable to say a complete word. Feeling the blood flowing from his chest, he seemed to see his former comrades waving to him.

Wen Zhi burst into tears: "brother Jiang, you'll be OK. You'll be OK."

With that, he picked up the phone and dialed Qin Zhong's number: "Captain, brother Jiang has been shot. Come on, it's in the riverside green belt. Come on..."

Looking at Wen Zhi's heartbreaking cry and dying Jiang Yang, Zhao Kun is completely flustered.

He doesn't know why two policemen were killed on the way. What's more, Jiang Yunfei wounded one with a gun. It seems that he can't live. What's more terrible is that the gun belongs to Zhao Kun.

"No, I can't get caught. Jiang Yunfei, you have killed me. I will never let you go. " Zhao Kun roared from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Ning fan press forward step by step, he clenched his teeth, propped up on the riverside railing, jumped over the railing, jumped into the rolling river, and disappeared.

"Well, you can run fast." Ning fan looks at the river angrily and turns to Ren Jian and Zhang Yun.

With one look in their eyes, they were scared and shivered. Their feet were more like they were bound by a chain. They had no power to move.

Hearing Wen Zhi's cry, Ning fan frowned, walked to Jiang Yang quickly, reached for him and touched his chest.

Wenzhi is so frightened that he knows the power of Ning fan's palm. He quickly raises his pistol at Ning fan and stops crying: "don't move."

Ning fan does not turn his head back, coldly way: "if you want him to die quickly, you shoot."

It seems to realize that Ning fan has no malice. Wenzhi puts away his gun and sees that Ning fan presses several times on Jiang Yang's chest, a thoughtful look.