Chapter 82： He is psychic

Chapter 82 He is a psychic

Zi Shu glanced back and lowered his voice, "Master, but tonight..."

Bu Chen raised his head with a warning in his eyes, "Go home first."

"good."

Zi Shu's voice was a little lower, he started the car, started slowly, did not dare to accelerate the whole way, for fear of accidentally awakening Si Niannian in Bu Chen's arms.

"Master, we are being followed."

Ten minutes later, Zishu suddenly said.

He has been paying attention to the car behind him for a long time, and tried to get rid of it, but the car still followed.

Bu Chensu looked back with a cold expression on his face.

boom!

The body was hit by a silencer gun.

Bu Chensu immediately released his spiritual power, protecting Si Niannian in it, isolating all sounds.

"Master, there are also in front!"

Zi Shu looked at the car in front of him that suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, he held the steering wheel with one hand, and pulled the gun from his waist with the other hand.

boom!

The gunshots sounded again, the tire was hit, the car turned inertial, and was forced to stop.

Bu Chensu put Si Niannian on the back seat and jumped out of the car with Zishu.

Zi Shu rolled around on the ground, and at the same time he pulled out a gun, holding it in both hands, and in a rolling time, he leaked the fuel tank of the car in front of him.

The people on Buchen Su's side are miserable, and somehow their guns can't be pulled.

Helpless, he could only put the gun aside.

"superior!"

The four strong men were all martial saints, surrounded Bu Chensui, and used martial arts moves with killing intent.

One of them, with a distinctly exotic accent, should be the leader.

"Capture him alive, keep him alive, I have to torture him well to relieve the hatred in my heart."

The other three nodded and restrained their killing intent, but their ruthlessness remained undiminished.

These are all people who lick blood on the edge of the knife. They are not fancy at all, and they have rich experience in battle. For a time, Bu Chensu couldn't resist, and his arm was slashed by the person holding the dagger.

Blood flowed out, and the color was slightly different, but it was not obvious under this dim street light, so it was ignored by people.

A red light flashed quickly in Bu Chen's eyes, and the whole person's momentum changed in an instant, as if the Rakshasa returned from hell, showing a thick evil spirit, his eyes were cold, without a trace of temperature.

His eyes narrowed, and an invisible force spread out, forming a huge net that enveloped those people.

The giant net shrank a little bit, and the four of them quickly stuck together. The feeling of being squeezed so strongly made their hearts start to fear.

"What the **** is going on?"

"Boss, he is a psychic power!"

The man with the foreign accent was the largest, so it was more painful to be squeezed. The whole face was hideous, and red blood began to overflow from the corners of his eyes and nostrils.

He looked at Bu Chensu not far away in panic, and something suddenly came to his mind.

"You, you are..."

Crack!

is the sound of a broken neck.

The foreign-accented man died just like that, his eyes were still wide open, full of surprise.

His body remained in the same position as before, clinging to the other three, making them tremble with fright.

They are all professional killers. They have killed countless people over the years, but today is the first time they truly feel the horror of death.

"Let... let go of us... um!"

All three died at the same time.

When Bu Chensu took back his mental power, the bodies of the four people fell in different directions. Because the bones had been squeezed and deformed, they showed a particularly strange posture.

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