An old church in Tianjin.
This church was funded and built by the English five years ago. As a giant country in the world, it has great wealth and missionaries spread all over the world, so this church has been restored magnificently.
It really looks like a divine mansion, with angels spreading their wings on the four walls and candlesticks hanging high.
There seems to be some sacred atmosphere in the air.
There were a total of fourteen people standing in the church, with black and white skin tones, tall and short statures, and different attires.
Obadon looked at these people one by one, showed a kind smile, and said politely:
"Dear friends, I know that some of you are very hostile to belief in God, but there is really no other way. We can only meet here."
His words were mainly directed at a tall man in the church who wore a white hat and had long hands and feet.
As long as this person stood there, there was a strong magnetic field fluctuation on his body, which radiated out like a substantial breath.
powerful!
An incredibly powerful person.
This man is Faisal, the assassination leader of the True Religion, the king of religious assassinations who has engaged in countless assassinations in the West.
As one of the giant religions in the world, the True Religion has followers spread all over the world, and this person is responsible for assassinations, conquests and other things during the missionary process. His strength makes dozens of countries in the Middle East fearful and fearful.
Feisal crossed his arms, closed his eyes tightly, and said a trace of sarcasm on his slightly purple lips, saying nothing.
Obadon knew that this was the greatest kindness given by the other party.
He counted down the masters from all over the world who were present today. When he saw some of the masters, he couldn't help but feel solemn and surprised in his heart.
The old man wearing a white and red robe, with shining eyes, came from the Persian religion and had extraordinary martial arts. In the early years when the CIA went to Persia for a mission, this man killed fifty well-trained agents.
Persian martial arts also have a long history.
There is also Bishop Yaye who is dressed in black robes. His spiritual cultivation is more powerful than Brahma.
He is one of the most powerful bishops in the Vatican.
Legend has it that he can make believers devoutly believe in God in just one second.
This is something only an incredibly powerful mind can do.
Obadon mentally counted the masters gathered from all over the world today:
"Faisal is the strongest, followed by Bishop Yahaye, then the Persian Holy Messenger Sasan, the three brothers of the Mysterious Brotherhood Alexander, Miir, Pawe, plus me and Master Fanmo, as well as the knights There are two knights in the group, Japan’s Jiu-Jitsu master Moto Takeda… a total of eleven masters!”
"The eleven masters are enough to kill gods!"
A ferocious smile appeared on Obadon's lips.
Seeing that God is incorruptible, he is also flesh.
Being bombarded continuously by dozens of tanks and falling from an altitude of 1,000 meters is still fatal.
The eleven masters combined can give the God-Seeing master the threat of facing the continuous bombardment of more than a dozen tanks.
Fanmo, however, spoke in an incomprehensible tone at this moment:
"There are indeed enough people, but there are also many Chinese masters on Chen Xixiang's side."
He looked at the eleven masters present and said slowly:
"Martial arts have flourished to an extremely powerful level in this country. In addition to the old Black Mountain demon who has become a god, there are also two Buddhas, three immortals, four elders, and five sects!"
"The number of masters born in one country is almost equal to the number of masters born in more than a dozen of our countries combined."
Obadon laughed loudly and said: "Isn't this why we want to get the secrets of Chinese martial arts!"
After he laughed, his tone became slightly more solemn.
"But people like the Two Buddhas, Three Immortals, Four Laos and Five Sects really need to be careful. Now there are four people in Tianjin: Sun Lutang, Du Xinwu, Li Jinglin, and Li Shuwen. Except for Li Shuwen, the other three people are surrounding Chen Xixiang. …”
Here's what he said.
Faisal, the assassination leader, folded his chest and closed his eyes. Suddenly his ears moved slightly, as if he was reminded by some sound.
He opened his eyes and spoke in the ancient language:
"Before our gathering, this Li Shuwen had already assassinated several masters from various countries. Today... there is one person who did not attend the meeting, and he may be targeted by Li Shuwen..."
Vladimir.
The powerful boxing champion from Tsarist Russia once visited ancient Rome and received ancient training as a gladiator. He fully unleashed his terrifying power. In his first battle, he killed a giant in the arena with one punch. elephant!
"It's very possible that he didn't hide his whereabouts at all..."
"Stupid! He's so arrogant!"
"Quick, go to Vladimir's mansion!"
"Before we deal with Chen Xixiang, let's kill this Li Shuwen."
………………
After Vladimir came to Tianjin, he did not hide his identity, whereabouts and origins at all.
When the Eight-Power Allied Forces naval fleet was on the Bohai Sea and approaching Dagu Town in Tianjin, he seemed to have regarded Tianjin as a conquered land, and was not as careful as the masters from other countries.
today.
A short, skinny man carrying a gun walked directly into the mansion from the main entrance with an expressionless face.
"have a guest?"
A well-groomed hotel manager wearing a suit and tie originally had a smile on his face when he heard the voice.
But when he saw the man carrying a gun entering, his face immediately changed and he roared:
"Who are you? This is the mansion of a foreigner. Get out of here!"
Hearing the sound, three young men serving in the mansion immediately came to attack the man with cold faces.
The man's face was expressionless, but after hearing the words, a look of solemnity between his brows almost penetrated into the air.
No words were seen from him.
In an instant.
The three young men were ready to drive the man away with angry faces.
But there were three lightning-like gun shadows in front of him.
Buzz! ! !
The air suddenly seemed to be pierced through layers, and there was a violent explosion of air.
But at the moment when it was about to pierce the brains of the three people, it disappeared into the air in front of them like a ghost.
Looking again, there was a little blood on the eyebrows of the three young people, and their pupils had lost their energy. They were all frightened by the gunfire that ripped through the sky in an instant, and finally collapsed to the ground.
The manager's legs and feet felt weak at the same time, and his face was covered with sweat. Then he heard the man's cold voice asking questions.
Ask questions at the same time.
The tip of a gun was pointed directly at his throat, hanging just an inch away.
The manager answered the man's question with a trembling voice:
"In room three on the second floor, please spare my life!"
Hear the answer.
The man stabbed past with the barrel of his gun, as gently as if he was stabbing a fly to death.
Before the manager died, a man's voice came to his ears, as cold as snowflakes:
"After you die, if the King of Hell asks who the murderer is, he will be Li Shuwen."
The words fall.
Draw a gun.
Then he went up to the second floor and stood in front of the door of Room 3 on the second floor.
Li Shuwen took a deep breath, his eyes cold.
The big arm shook, and the muscles all over the body tensed like lightning, tearing the air with force, and gathered all the spears in the palms!
A straight shot!
Buzz~
The tip of the gun is like a cannonball!
The air roared wildly!
Crazy gun power penetrated and exploded on the door.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The door shattered!
Instantly.
There was a loud roar of shock and anger in the house.
"who!"
An extremely burly white man stood on the bed in the room.
It's Vladimir!
Li Shuwen's eyes flashed and he saw this white man, as strong as an ox.
He takes no nonsense.
Buzz~
The big gun shook in the air and was raised high, causing a clang that spread in all directions.
call!
Then it pulled out an astonishing arc, and the gun head blasted towards Vladimir's head like a cannonball!
"Roar!"
Vladimirton felt a powerful life and death crisis coming like a tide.
Just when his head was about to be pierced like a watermelon in the next second, at the critical moment, he rolled over like a bison rolling through mud and rolled out of bed.
Another moment, use your thighs hard!
boom!
The solid wood bed weighing several hundred kilograms was kicked high into the air and hit Li Shuwen sideways!
Woohoo~
Lightning flashed and guns roared!
Li Shuwen's shot shook like a dragon, and the big bed was torn apart!
Then,
There was a loud crash!
Sawdust and cotton flew in all directions like hidden weapons, hitting Vladimir!
puff! puff!
Several continuous sounds of penetration.
Several sawdust were shot into Vladimir's body, but he looked gloomy and growled:
"You ugly little yellow monkey dares to assassinate me!"
boom!
After dodging Li Shuwen's shot, he exerted force with one leg and rushed from the ground like an elephant. His palms were like futons and his arms were thickly hairy with their roots standing upright. He was more like a wild orangutan and punched towards Li Shuwen’s head after the sawdust was flying.
Woo!
The air whined.
At the same time, the attic of the mansion was shaking with such force that it was almost devastating.
Li Shuwen was not surprised to see that the other party reacted very quickly. He had already punched the opponent in the face, crushing the air with his fist.
boom!
But he made a cold sound in his heart, his steps were like lightning, his steps were like a tiger or a leopard, his arms were raised, and his progress was like a "king's whip".
boom!
Gang Jin burst out, and his palms and fists touched each other.
Vladimir's face was ferocious, his arms were shot like cannons, his flesh and blood were bruised, and he staggered back!
"How can such a thin person have so much power!"
He roared in his mind.
Li Shuwen made another step forward in a flash of lightning. All his strength returned to his elbow, and he fired another "Six Big Open Elbow"!
This time, all the muscles in his body were so strong that they burst Li Shuwen's sleeves.
An cubit is as big as a mountain!
The ground shook on the second floor.
Vladimir was elbowed into the chest.
The next second!
boom!
He was blown away like a mountain, directly smashing the window sill on the second floor and flying upside down on the street.
People on the street screamed in panic and fled in all directions. They were all frightened to death by the huge mountain that fell from the second floor.
call!
Li Shuwen's face was cold and he rushed out with a gun.
But before it even landed.
boom!
A piercing gunshot made Li Shuwen's heart beat faster, and the blood all over his body boiled and roared.
"Musket!"
He immediately turned sideways in the air, but his clothes and skin were still rubbed.
On landing.
Before he could blink, he danced the big gun into a wheel in front of him.
Woohoo! !
The air roared.
clang!
A collision of lightning.
A bullet was knocked out!
At this time, Vladimir stood up on the street coughing blood from the corners of his mouth. He held two Browning pistols between his two huge palms. He looked at Li Shuwen with a sinister face and contemptuous eyes.
He pointed his gun at Li Shuwen and said in broken Chinese:
"You think I only know fighting skills?"
After saying that, he spat on the ground, and a pistol appeared in his other hand.
At the same time as the words were spoken, both hands pulled the trigger at the same time and fired together.
In an instant.
The two muzzles fired violently!
boom!
boom!
boom!
…
The air was penetrated by bullets, layer by layer!
The hairs all over Li Shuwen's body stood on end, and his heart was boiling with rage. Dozens of bullets had been poured out one after another.
As soon as the other party fired, Li Shuwen knew that this person's real skill lay in the gun.
In addition to his powerful strength, more of his weapon skills are in the gun. If a martial arts master has a gun as a big killer in his hand, then the opponent's reaction speed and body skills will bring a lot of damage. The threat is extremely terrifying.
After being hit by the opponent, Li Shuwen kept a close eye on him and lost the chance to strike first. Now he was suppressed by the opponent with bullets one after another. There was no way he could do anything about it.
clang! Clang! Dang, Dang, Dang!
He tried his best to make the big gun dance airtight, but in the end he couldn't stop the continuous bullets and had to retreat continuously.
Click!
Sparks fly!
A bullet bent the barrel of the gun and grazed Li Shuwen's skin.
At that moment, the pungent smell of gunpowder penetrated his nose, making him look lonely.
The distance is too close, the reaction is slow, the difference in thought...
The spear can only block three or four shots.
But just when the next few shots were about to hit his body completely.
At this time, a figure suddenly flashed out of the long street like a ghost.
This man jumped out from one side and stood in front of Li Shuwen in an instant.
Li Shuwen could only see the back of this person.
Wearing robes.
Then he saw the man facing the bullets fired by Vladimir.
call!
The Taoist brushed his hand in front of him.
Catching every bullet that was fired at them.
"Zhenren Chen!"
Li Shuwen was shocked and lost his voice. He had already recognized the person from the back of the Taoist robe.
