Chapter 43

In the hall, the sparks from the collision of throwing knives and bullets detonated people's nerves.

This is the art of dancing on the tip of a knife and shooting.

Pan Haodong was more comfortable in the Vietnam War, and his throwing knife was faster and faster. If Xiaozhuang didn't use two guns and occupy the advantage of firepower, it would be estimated that he would have been on the street.

of course.

The main reason is that pan Haodong has no shelter around him and has to hit bullets with a throwing knife. He belongs to the side of passive defense. It's really surprising that he can be safe from gunfire and not be hurt at all.

The thirteen girls upstairs are stupid!

If she had run into a killer like Xiaozhuang, she might not even have time to react, but pan Sir could turn things around passively and gradually control the situation. It was incredible.

Can you really surpass guns when you practice throwing knives to the extreme?

Thirteen younger sister suddenly had such an idea in her mind, but she soon shook her head and denied: "Pan Sir is just a special case! No matter how fast the throwing knife is, it can't be faster than the gun. If everyone can block bullets with the Throwing Knife, how can the world survive? "

……

"Bang bang!"

When the bullet was about to empty, Xiaozhuang had to pull the trigger continuously so that Pan Sir could not cope with it and gave himself some time to change the clip.

Unfortunately, good ideas often can't be realized.

If he shot wildly at the beginning and didn't give pan Haodong breathing time, he might have a little chance to kill pan Haodong who was not well protected.

It is now in vain.

Ten months of training on weekdays is not as good as one minute of actual combat. He uses his flying knife at gunfire and resists Xiaozhuang's shooting for half a minute. Pan Haodong's sword control skills are thoroughly integrated.

"Ding Ding!"

Flicking his hand, he fired three throwing knives and flew three brass bullets. Without saying a word, pan Haodong took out two throwing knives out of thin air and shot them at Xiaozhuang's forehead and heart respectively.

Xiao Zhuang, who had just removed his magazine clip and was ready to replace it with a new one, watched the flying knife coming from the broken air. His scalp suddenly felt numb, so he rolled twice and rolled under a rollover table.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, a cold and wanton Throwing Knife, carrying the small waves swept through the air, lightning penetrated the alloy desktop, dived into Xiaozhuang's back, passed through his heart and shot from his left chest.

The pupils of the tall and handsome Xiaozhuang suddenly burst.

Instant death.

At this time, pan Haodong slowly walked up to Xiaozhuang, looked down at his body, pulled out the bloody flying knife and sighed, "Xiaozhuang, you didn't lose wrongly when you died in my hand."

Resist the sword with Qi!

Pouring internal Qi into weapons, cutting or shooting, can greatly increase the destructive power.

The Throwing Knife, which could only hit the bullet, pierced the slate desktop and penetrated Xiaozhuang's chest after pan Haodong injected internal Qi. It is terrible.

It's no wonder that brother Ling Lingqi can chop the armored golden Spearman with a pig killing knife in the near future.

"... when you use Qi to resist the sword to the highest level, you can cut everything in the world!"

Recall what my brother said.

Pan Haodong is determined to spare half an hour more every day to practice Royal sabre.

……

Soon.

Accompanied by thirteen younger sisters, Zhou Wenli rushed down the stairs and hugged pan Haodong, who was wet with sweat.

"Brother Dong, I'm so worried about you."

"Silly girl, it's all right."

Pan Haodong touched Zhou Wenli's long soft hair and gentle behavior, which made him look like a big brother of sunshine and harmless to humans and animals.

However, the waiters, dancers and drinkers present knew that the handsome and sunny young man in front of them was not soft at killing people.

Look down on him. He'll die.

He comforted his good friend a little.

Pan Haodong hugged Wen Li's fragrant shoulder, comforted his frightened friend and said to thirteen younger sister, "Thirteen younger sister, I'm sorry, I'm afraid Zixuan Pavilion will be closed tonight."

"It doesn't matter. You won't starve to death if you earn less for one day."

Thirteen younger sister said gracefully, "Pan sir, the police won't arrive until a while. Why don't you follow me upstairs?"

"Good."

Pan Haodong nodded slightly and followed thirteen younger sisters upstairs.

The frightened Zhou Wenli is like a bird in the rain. She is poor, weak and helpless. Only pan Haodong can give her a sense of security. Naturally, she follows her brother wherever he goes!

Thirteen younger sister personally opened a bottle of cold beer for pan Haodong, then opened another bottle for Wen Li and herself, and said, "Pan sir, take the liberty to ask, have you offended anyone recently?"

"It's normal for the police to offend people."

Finish.

Pan Haodong looked up and took a big sip of beer. The cold liquor poured into his stomach along his throat. It was really very happy.

Seeing that pan Haodong didn't want to say it clearly, the thirteen younger sister didn't ask much. She leaned against the sofa, crossed her legs, smiled and said, "well, pan sir, you just asked Wen Li upstairs and said you wanted to find me. It should be just an excuse, right?"

"Half and half."

"Are you really looking for me?"

Thirteen younger sister showed surprise.

She is one of the speakers of Hongxing society in Yau Tsim Mong District.

Hong Xing has set up two halls here. One is Lan street managed by thirteen younger sisters.

Of course, the site is definitely not only on Lan street, but also some of her farms nearby, but the main profitable farms are on Lan street.

Therefore, thirteen younger sisters spend most of their time on Lan street.

Another Hongxing sub hall in Yau Tsim Mong District is taken care of by Liang Kun. In the past, the yard in Lan street also belonged to Liang Kun. However, later, thirteen younger sisters came up, and Longtou forcibly divided the yard in Lan street to thirteen younger sisters.

However, at the first meeting, the thirteen younger sisters' field was not very good. If she made money as now, Liang Kun would not let go of anything she said

Get back to the point.

Police and gangs are naturally on the opposite side. Thirteen younger sisters, as a famous female speaker in Yau Tsim Mong District, have been recorded in all district police stations.

So she was curious about what Pan Haodong wanted to do with himself?

Definitely not looking for her as an informant!

In the curious eyes of thirteen younger sister, pan Haodong said slowly, "Thirteen younger sister, I want to do business with you. Well, to be exact, it should be to let Wenli partner with you. "

"What business?"

Thirteen younger sister is interested.

Pan Haodong asked, "what is the best seller in summer?"

"Beer and drinks, of course!"

"You're right, but you ignore one thing, that is herbal tea! There are vendors selling Guiling cream in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong Island. Passers-by from time to time will sit down and drink a bowl. The sales volume is hot, and the supply often exceeds the demand. It can be seen that the herbal tea market is very large. "

"Guangdong and Guangdong are hot all year round, and people get angry every day. However, in a fast-paced city such as Hong Kong City, not everyone has time to sit down and drink Guiling cream."

"If we buy out a herbal tea formula, produce boxed and canned herbal tea, and then put it on the market, it will be very popular." After a pause, pan Haodong continued: "I have a friend in Yangcheng who told me that there is a company called Yangcheng Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., which has a centennial herbal tea formula, which seems to be called 'niulaoji', and we can spend a lot of money to buy it..."