Super Urban Master Chapter 55: Faith out of power

"Shoo." With a sound, the bullet flew over Qin Hao's ear, bringing a few drops of blood. Qin Hao felt severe pain in his ears, and he knew that his ears were broken.

This foreigner is not a warrior, but he faced a warrior, and when the warrior suddenly fell from the sky, he hurriedly shot the bullet from the gun and hit the target. Maybe he was almost killed by the target. .

To be ordinary gunmen, they don't even have a chance to shoot, let alone hit the target. Qin Hao himself had to admit that this is a master, such a gunman must be top-notch in the world, the Zuo family must have spent a lot of money to invite him to sit here, and only the Zuo family has such financial resources.

If Qin Hao hadn't advanced to the ranks, he would kill one person into the Zuo family, not to mention the warriors of the Zuo family, even if he met this person, he would probably die nine times.

Qin Hao was injured, frightened and angry. His anger quickly gained the upper hand. Even though his silver needle had been shot into the opponent's forehead, he still raised his fist in mid-air and slammed at the foreigner. Smashed his head.

"Puff!" With a sound of "poof!" blood splashed all over his brain. Although Qin Hao had deliberately turned his face to dodge, he was still splashed all over.

The foreigner's head was smashed, and he fell down with a "plop", his death was extremely ugly and cruel.

The few bodyguards of the Zuo family who had just rushed over saw the foreigner's miserable appearance. They were frightened and stopped in a hurry. As the **** Qin Hao looked at them, they all walked back.

"Shoot, shoot, shoot everyone." A man shouted with courage, but he fell to the ground before he raised his gun.

"Say, where is your Patriarch?" Qin Hao had a murderous expression on his face, and forced him towards the people who were still alive. He asked coldly, that fierce expression, coupled with the blood on his body, was like a murderer. God.

"Who is so bold, dare to break into my left house and make trouble."

There is no need for them to answer, an anger has already come, "Hula la", Zuo Kun holding his favorite ivory cane, surrounded by a group of people, rushed out of the back room aggressively.

Qin Hao once met Zuo Kun when he was in the hospital, and when he saw the ivory cane, he was sure that this person was Zuo Kun, the head of the Zuo family.

There were more than 20 people in this group who rushed out, plus a few originally here, and a total of more than 30 people. Under Qin Hao’s spiritual sense, these people did not have a warrior, but he did not dare to be careless. , For fear of meeting the foreigner who uses the gun again.

As soon as Zuo Kun came out, he saw the people from Zuo's family lying down all over the floor, especially after seeing the foreigner whose head was smashed, there was a storm in his heart. Is this person so powerful? When he looked at Qin Hao, he found that he was very familiar. He soon remembered who it was. He had watched it in surveillance video countless times, "Are you Qin Hao?"

Qin Hao stared at Zuo Kun and was about to answer, but his spiritual sense discovered an abnormal situation, which was the stick in Zuo Kun's hand. There is something else inside the cane, which is actually a disguised attack weapon. No wonder he was okay with that thing all day long. If others didn't pay attention, he might be tricked. Qin Hao wouldn't care about the stick if he had spiritual sense.

"Boy, you are very good. We didn't find you, but you came to kill yourself." Seeing that Qin Hao didn't answer, Zuo Kun gritted his teeth and continued: "Originally, I only planned to kill you. But now you Killing so many of us, I will destroy your family."

Qin Hao sneered, "I am the only one in my house."

"You!" Zuo Kun also remembered. A few days ago, he sent someone to investigate Qin Hao's information, and the result was that this guy was an orphan who was abandoned, a bachelor, and a little closer. The one person is Su Xue, but Su Xue can't move. The Zuo family is different. As a family, no matter how you fight against him, you have suffered a lot. A little bit of comfort is that he can use this opportunity to deal with Anjou and her Pandan Group.

"Old fellow, stop talking nonsense, didn't you send people around to chase me down, now I am here. Call out all of you from the left family, I will solve them together, I don't bother to look for them one by one. "

"Huh, hahaha, a big tone." Zuo Kun was so angry at Qin Hao's words, the laughter stopped, his face was murderous, and he screamed, and gave the order: "Kill me !"

"Boom boom boom."

A few people pulled the trigger, but Qin Hao has disappeared in place, and they can't even hit the afterimage. When they were still wondering what was going on, the dense silver needles swirled around with black air. , "咻咻咻" went into their foreheads. The next moment there was a loud "plop" sound, and the thirty or so people around Zuo Kun all poured out in a few seconds, leaving only Zuo Kun standing there.

When Zuo Kun discovered that he was alone, his whole body trembled and his complexion changed drastically. Various expressions of shock, fear, panic, disbelief, etc. appeared on his face. How could this be possible? More than 30 elites from the Zuo family were killed in a flash. How did he do it? Is he a man or a ghost?

"You, you..." Zuo Kun trembling hands, raised his cane and pointed to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao rushed up the moment he lifted his cane, grabbed the cane in his hand, and kicked Zuo Kun on all fours.

"Huh, you are worthy of playing yin with Lao Tzu." Qin Hao's hands pressed hard, "click", and the stick was broken in two.

When Zuo Kun saw this scene, there was only despair on his face except despair. He didn't expect that the person he provoked was a devil, and he couldn't deal with it at all. However, why this person is so powerful, he has already investigated clearly, he can't figure it out, even if he died. Of course, this is not the time to think about this, life is important.

"Qin Hao, don't kill me, it's all my fault, I shouldn't offend you. As long as you don't kill me, I will give you money, a lot of money, you know, my Zuo family has money. "

Qin Hao shook his head and said blankly: "I'm sorry, if I don't kill you, I can't sleep. Only if I kill you, I can feel at ease."

"No, as long as you let me go, I swear I will never trouble you." Zuo Kun promised loudly.

"Will I believe your swear, a joke. I only believe in the dead." After speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, raised his hand, and shot three silver needles.

With three faint and crisp sounds of "ding, ding, ding", all the silver needles Qin Hao shot out were smashed into the air. A crutch suddenly appeared in the air and blocked the silver needle, saving Zuo Kun's life. The old man stood in front of Zuo Kun.

Seeing the appearance of the old man, Zuo Kun was surprised, and he got up, "Old Ning, you are finally here. He is Qin Hao, who killed many of us, even your lover Zhu Er has been killed. He has it in his hands." The person here is the warrior Ning Wuchen from Zuo Family.

"What? My disciple is dead?" Ning Wuchen yelled, and glanced over the body in the compound, and he found Zhu Er's body as expected.

"Apprentice." Ning Wuchen was filled with grief and indignation. He stared at Qin Hao viciously for the first time, gritted his teeth and said: "My surname is Qin, I will tear you up to avenge my disciple!" Ning Wuchen yelled. With a sound, Qin Hao was about to make a move. A dozen silver needles turned into a dozen cold stars, fast as lightning.

"TMD." Ning Wuchen let out an angry scolding, he wanted revenge, well, he was even more anxious to shoot. It was too late to rush forward and tear Qin Hao into pieces, blocking the silver needles first.

The silver needles came fast, fierce and numerous. Ning Wuchen swept through with his walking stick and shot down most of them, but there were still a few silver needles that broke through his defense. Fortunately, he has rich experience against the enemy, quickly dodges, avoiding the vital point, only let a silver needle hit his shoulder.

A tiny silver needle entered his shoulder. He thought it was nothing serious. What he was shocked was Qin Hao’s strength. Just now he was angry and didn’t pay attention to watching Qin Hao. It was discovered that Qin Hao turned out to be a famous martial artist, and his strength was not weaker than him. No wonder he could kill his apprentice.

"Are you a martial artist?" Ning Wuchen stared at Qin Hao in shock. Even if he was a martial artist, at a young age, how could he have cultivated to this level of strength, you know, it took him to "enter" in his cultivation. Decades of work. If he knew that Qin Hao had only cultivated for a few months, he would at least pass away with anger, and he would be more popular than others.

Of course, if Qin Hao didn't have the chance to guard against the sky and knew how to use medicine to assist in cultivation, it would take decades to cultivate to his current strength.

Qin Hao didn't talk nonsense with him at all, a palm was already blasted out, and this palm came out~IndoMTL.com~The black air was lingering, and the yin wind burst into the palm.

Ning Wuchen also felt the death breath coming from the yin wind, and did not dare to neglect, so he raised his crutches and greeted him with that palm. As soon as the crutches hit, there was a sudden pain in the shoulder, and he instantly lost half of his strength. Where the silver needle had entered just now, the black gas was corroding the surrounding bones and flesh.

Ning Wuchen still didn’t understand what was going on, Qin Hao’s palm had already hit the crutch, and because of the crutch’s lack of strength, he was immediately blown away. The palm continued to move forward with a "bang". It hit Ning Wuchen's chest sturdily, and his entire chest was sunken.

Ning Wuchen didn't even scream, and his body flew backward like a flying cloud, hitting the wall behind and then bounced out, only to "bang" loudly and smashed. Fell to the ground.

However, he did not squint at all, and kept a breath with his will. He gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of spitefulness, "The Magic Shadow Gate will not..., let go, let you go." After saying this last sentence, he closed his eyes and died of anger, but the matter It didn't end there, the **** cloud of evil spirits in his chest was like a huge mouth of a demon, swallowing his corpse at a fast speed.

Zuo Kun next to him saw that even his last reliance, Ning Wuchen, was dead, except for despair or despair. When he saw Ning Wuchen's body that was constantly corroding into pus in the black mist, his entire brain was numb, and it seemed that the bag was about to explode. He who has always been aloof and pampered, has never seen such a terrifying scene. Even if he died directly, he could still bear it, but he could no longer bear this kind of death.

"No, I don't want, I don't want--."

Maybe this is Zuo Kun's last trace of courage, maybe his survival instinct, maybe he is crazy. He grabbed his head, screamed frantically, and ran outside desperately.