Chapter 365： Master of iron fist, master of fist

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365

A middle-aged man in a blue shirt and coat was sitting on the sofa in the living room. His clothes were somewhat old, and he had a black cap on his head. Among them, it is not bound at all.

He is very casual, as if he were in his own home.

"Are you the master of Shenquan?" Huang Zhen sat across from Shenquan, and looked at him suspiciously, because Shenquan gave him the feeling of being thin, too thin, Huang Zhen felt that he could kick.

"Don't underestimate the master of fist. He is the master of iron fist. He can punch the five centimeter thick iron plate into the depression with one punch." A man standing next to him respectfully said that he was one of the Huang family. It was he who gathered the intelligence to gather intelligence.

Shen Quan laughed and said calmly: "That was the past, now I have no fear of bullets."

"No fear of bullets?"

Huang Zhen glanced up and down at him, and then looked like a fool, and sneered: "The Huang family is not where you come to cheat."

"Every Huang family is not worth my deception." Shen Quan chuckled lightly.

"You!" Huang Zhen narrowed his eyes, "arrogant."

"Arrogance?"

Shen Quan chuckled, then said indifferently: "It is your vision that limits your thinking."

He slowly took out a black pistol from behind.

"Shoot at me." After all, he threw the pistol at the man.

The man caught the pistol, and then looked at Shenquan with a pale face, a little hesitant, and a light smile appeared on Shenquan's face. He said, "Hurry up and shoot."

"This..." The man was very upset.

"The shot, it was counted to kill me. It was a fatal life. My Huang family was still able to accompany me, let alone died in my Huang family. No one could find it."

"Shoot." Huang Zhen sneered.

boom--

The man shot.

A bullet was shot at Shenquan's chest, but at this time, the wind leg smiled lightly, his hand stretched out like lightning, and a gust of wind instantly scraped from his fist and blew on Huang Zhen's face next to him.

His fist is faster than a bullet.

In front of his punch, the bullet seemed to be very slow. His fist opened slowly, and on the edge of the bullet, it was the best.

sieve.

Pang...

At the back of Huang Zhen's side, there is a blue and white porcelain. It was originally standing there quietly, but it suddenly had a bullet hole, and then the crack spread on the blue and white porcelain.

This blue-and-white porcelain shattered in a flash.

No matter the man or Huang Zhen, he was stunned.

"It's just a trifle." Shen Quan said indifferently.

Hearing his words, Huang Zhen and several people suddenly recovered, and then looked at the fist in horror, his eyes flashing, as if mortals saw the gods.

"Master, I was just rude."

Huang Zhen quickly apologized.

He was really shocked. This flick and flick of bullets was simply a fairy figure.

If Master Shenquan wants to kill him, it’s easy. Even if he still doesn’t have a bullet, it can still be opened. Will a pistol still work?

"Now young people are like this."

Shen Quan smiled indifferently, and then reached out to straighten his hat, slowly sat on the sofa, "easy to be impulsive."

"Speak, what is it for me?"

Huang Zhen didn't dare to sit on the sofa, but stood across from Shen Quan with respect and carefully smiled with him: "It's such a master, I want you to help me kill someone."

He took out pictures of Su Qiyue.

"For a girl with yellow hair, do you want me to shoot?" Shen Quan asked indifferently.

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