Wang Xiaoqiao is even standing next to people like him.

Even if it has the reputation that shocked Jiangnan.

However, when everyone was worried about the crisis, they ignored it. In fact, they were not completely unstoppable, and they still had a top combat power.

Although, this top combat power is not moving.

But he is a long-range shooter...

People like me will inadvertently forget him.

So, if you fight to the point of becoming a white-hot, and you will be able to exert your strength, and you will be able to kill Yang Lin’s bloody hand under your palm?

What did he think?

Do you still remember your goal here?

Remember the assassination king who made the leader of the Qing Gang feel like a thorn in his throat and couldn't sleep at night.

Yes, to be precise, Wang Xiaoqiao is actually not suitable to be called the King of Killers. He is a good player in assassination and usually never faces people head-on.

There is always endless imagination when killing people.

It is more appropriate to call the King of Assassination.

Although, until now, he has not been able to assassinate any great figure.

However, doing evil does not matter how big the position is. Sometimes, a small person can cause suffering to the people, which is beyond everyone's imagination.

Just like the good people of the world this time.

Assassinating this person is equivalent to temporarily cutting off a line of harming people from the Qing Gang.

If you want to organize it, it will take a lot of effort and material resources.

I asked how many people I saved from the meeting.

This is his credit.

He always shoots secretly and sneaks away quietly.

No names or images are left.

The only mistake I made was because of my greed for merit, and I thought about hurting the horse, causing all the smoke that killed the cars to fall into the mud.

So he could spend more time.

By the way, I killed a few more scumbags.

Maybe I have some luck thinking.

Thinking that there will be no master or army passing by in this wilderness.

You won't ruin your actions.

The fewer bad guys are, the better.

He doesn't mind removing more without danger.

Once you do extra things, you will suffer bad consequences.

He had never expected that there was a master who was ignorant of his identity in the Qing Gang team...

This master did not reveal his identity even if he was by his own side.

This is a bit pitfall.

One move makes mistakes, and the whole plate is full of ropes.

Although he looked indifferent, in fact, the hatred towards Bu Chen in his heart was not smaller than that of Yang Simei Yang Ying.

The more he hated him, the more he had to act cautiously.

Because, he knew that he might have only one chance.

He believed in that person.

I believe that that person can understand what he will do, and that natural tacit understanding between the two sides.

When Wang Xiaoqiao saw him for the first time, he felt that this third young master of the Yang family was not very famous on weekdays, was actually the same type of person as him.

Some people are old and old.

Some people are just as usual.

This feeling of meeting a confidant can never be wrong.

The other party could use his own strength to solve the plum blossom thief and the police station secretly.

He also used his power to kill seventy or eighty killers from the Bingqing Gang...

Moreover, with his weaker strength in the previous realm, he stopped the bloody hand Bu Chen and performed violently.

Such a person, both in mind and in skills, is enough to set a big plan.

certainly.

It depends on people's plan, and it depends on heaven's success.

Whether it can be successful depends on luck.

He has always known how difficult it is to kill a master in the Divine Power Realm.

"I seem to remember that Uncle Da once said that Brother Yang Lin is very good at practicing iron-line fist, and he is better than his predecessor?"

A smile appeared on Wang Xiaoqiao's face and suddenly asked.

"yes."

Uncle Da's face was full of shame.

He rolled his eyes secretly and replied in a muffled voice.

He felt that Wang Xiaoqiao was actually revealing his own shortcomings.

Although he was not unhappy, the third young master was at a critical moment of life and death, and he could not hold on.

Is this time a time to talk about the strength of iron fists?

He actually hoped that the stronger the young master, the better.

It is best to be comparable to the ancestor Tieqiao San, fight all over Guangdong and Guangxi, and be unbeaten in a hundred battles.

Others actually saw what Uncle Da could see.

No matter what, as the Mingjin bone-making level, it is always an unwise choice to compete with the master of the Divine Power Realm of Tensile Refining.

Moreover, Yang Lin kept wandering around and attacking, avoiding the real and attacking the virtual.

It takes more energy and energy to deal with moves on the spot.

This is also a last resort.

In fact, if he hadn't avoided the fight and hit him, he would probably have been beaten between three punches and two kicks, and he would have vomited blood and fell to the ground and died.

The boxing power of a single punch that is less than a thousand pounds is less than a thousand pounds of punch that is 1,600 pounds of a single palm, seems to be a few hundred pounds.

However, these hundreds of pounds of overflow attacks really affect people.

It will instantly turn a person with a less strong physique into a ragged doll.

"In this way, I'll be completely relieved."

Wang Xiaoqiao said with a smile, his eyes slightly raised, and there was a hint of indescribable charm, which made people's heart tremble.

This is a man, do you want to have such pairs of eyes?

Uncle Da suddenly had an idea that if Wang Xiaoqiao wanted to wear glasses, he had to be in black. Otherwise, if he was with him, he would always feel that he would cause an embarrassing situation if he was not careful.

On the contrary, Yang Ying couldn't take his eyes away when she looked at Wang Xiaoqiao.

She felt that the fractured shoulder bones and the broken ribs on her waist would no longer hurt.

Wang Xiaoqiao reacted to everyone, as if he hadn't seen it.

His eyes were still watching the fight in the distance outside the door without blinking.

No one saw that the blue veins had already exploded secretly when he held the gun.

Lurking,

Assassination.

It's his old job.

It's also his strength.

Being able to endure is only a basic skill.

The most important thing is the ability to seize the opportunity.

As an excellent shooter, one of the various abilities is always indispensable, that is, eye power.

He immediately discovered that the situation on the field suddenly changed.
To be continued...