Chapter 143

Listening to this, the second master glanced at several people, full of blood. His eyes were extremely fierce. He turned around and attacked them.

"Stop!"

Qin Zhong just had time to shout, chest pain, has been kicked to the ground, gas force into the body, torment him, no resistance, and several other police also with his tragic fate.

He was shocked, remembering that his instructor had told him a long time ago that the power of some people in the world almost exceeded that of guns, which were just like toys in front of these people.

He wanted to pull the trigger just now, but the other party didn't give him this chance at all. The cold murderous atmosphere made him, an old policeman who had seen countless outlaws, also feel chilly.

This man is not just a hundred people, I'm afraid it's a thousand people! What can reach this level in a peaceful age is not ordinary desperado, or it is the most cruel battlefield in which people really come from.

He didn't dare to think much. He watched the man put down several of them and went back to attack Ning fan. Ning fan's pretty face was not touched. It was really like a puppet, which was different from Ning fan in Qin Zhong's impression.

At this moment, although Ning fan opened his eyes and saw all the attacks in his pupils, his mind was no longer here, as if he was wandering outside the sky.

He found that every time he attacked, the Qi entered the body, and the vitality swarmed in and swallowed up. Then the vitality became more powerful, and more and more vitality was growing in the meridians.

At last, the vital energy changes directly from the gaseous state to the liquid state, and becomes a crystal trickle flowing through the eight channels. A cold gas bursts out from the channels and gradually merges with the vital energy. Finally, the vital energy turns into a cold river, which makes his body like an ice cave and makes his heart tremble from the bottom of his heart.

His mind is still active, but his body is out of control. It seems that he was frozen by the cold. I don't know how long later, the vitality gradually gathered in his Dantian, forming a dense atmosphere, in which the vitality is rolling, with the potential of wind and thunder.

Vitality is still rolling, dense and more and more thick.

Boom!

A loud noise, like a dull thunder in his body, a light flashed in the dense Dantian, and everything was calm.

In a short time, the dense Qi became a lake, where all the vitality gathered, and then turned into a trickle through the whole body, so back and forth, again and again, in the dark, the vigorous vitality diffused, it was refreshing.

At this moment, the cold breath has long been gone, there is only vigorous vitality.

Ning fan's heart seems to have been washed. It becomes clear and clear. An unspeakable joy fills his heart. A joyful voice cries in his heart: "the third layer of Qian Kun Jue, I have finally broken through. This is the third layer. Reaching this layer is like breaking a cocoon and turning into a butterfly. It has a new atmosphere, which is not comparable to the second layer."

His mind moved, the stiffness disappeared, he took the initiative of the body, he slightly turned away from the second master's long fist.

Second Ye Leng for a while, panic found Ning fan moved, he did not know this is good or bad, but the heart of that a sense of fear is more and more intense.

This fear, like the bite of ten thousand insects, made him uneasy. His neck forced a twist, eyes red, roar, a punch to Ning fan's face.

Ning fan is impartial, his right hand is gently out, like a willow branch thrown out from the spring breeze, blocking his face, just holding the other party's fist. He found that the fist was soft and had no strength. It was not as brave as it was at the beginning.

But he didn't know that during this period of time, the second master's continuous attack almost exhausted all his strength, and even more exhausted his Qi. If Ning fan didn't wake up, he would be exhausted. Some people once said that beating people could kill them, but the second master almost became a devil who beat people to death.

"You were not my opponent just now, not to mention now." Ning fan's face floated a smile, another palm a probe, a light floating palm print in his Dantian place.

Dantian is the place where all martial arts practitioners accumulate their strength. It's extremely fragile, and it's the focus of martial arts protection.

This seemingly light palm contains a strong destructive force, and the vitality goes straight to the second master's Dantian. With a dull sound, his Dantian skin collapses instantly. The second master screams, his eyes stare, and faints.

"Ah, second master!"

Qian Jun lost his voice and exclaimed, but he didn't dare to rush up to help the second master. He just looked at Ning fan's eyes as if he were looking at the devil. At this moment, he really wanted to split his heart.

"You... You killed the second master?"

Ning fan glanced at Qian Jun, snorted and went straight to him.

"What are you doing? Don't come here. I tell you, it's against the law to kill. Officer, help me. He's going to kill me. "

Qian Jun retreated in a hurry, but there was no way to retreat.

This morning, he experienced a life and death sniping, and his mood has not completely recovered.

Now I see that Ning fan has "killed" his big backer, and it seems that the other party will come to kill him. Even though he has been the boss for so many years, he has no courage to face death, and he is scared to tears.

At this moment, Ning fan's expression is very calm, but in Qin Zhong's eyes, it is the calm before the rainstorm. The calmer it is, the more terrifying the power will be.

Qin Zhong was scared out of a cold sweat, this is the first time that he really saw Ning fan's skill, the horror in his heart is really unspeakable.

Seeing Ning fan pressing step by step, he was afraid that he would kill Qian Jun in a moment of confusion, so he hurriedly cried out: "Ning fan, don't kill him, or you will get into big trouble."

Ning fan goes directly to Qian Jun without looking back and grabs his arms. In a panic, Qian Jun takes out a pistol from his arms and pulls the trigger without looking.

"Bang!"

The gun went off. It missed.

Ning fan is safe. The next moment, a scream of shock resounds through the hotel. Qian Jun's hands are twisted into a twist, and his pistol falls to the ground.

Qian Jun was sweating. He was already wet through his clothes. His facial muscles were crowded together. This shows that he was suffering and almost fainted.

"Hum, if you don't go to heaven, if you don't go to hell, you will break in." Ning Fan said with disdain.

If not for Qian Jun's initiative, Ning fan would not have done it himself so soon. Instead, he would let Wang Jianye and Zhou Biao compete with him for territory according to the rules of the road.

"Ning fan, you let him go, don't kill him, our police will punish him according to law." Qin Zhong cried bitterly.

Although he feels that Ning fan is more and more mysterious and has a mysterious power, which makes him unpredictable, he does not want to see Ning fan involved in the murder case because of Qian Jun.

Ning fan let go of Qian Jun, he immediately put himself on the ground, dying.

Ning fan walks up to Qin Zhong, squats down and slaps him on the shoulder. Suddenly, a cool feeling spreads all over his body, and the energy that originally tormented him is exhausted.

Qin Zhong stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and looked at Ning fan complicatedly.

"Ning fan, what kind of Kung Fu are you doing?"