Zheng Dong picked up the woman who was already unconscious and put it aside. When Zheng Dong walked back, he saw that the two of them had turned around. However, what is amazing is that the two of them did not attempt to escape, as if they knew that doing so was futile.

"When I saw the scar on your face, an unknown premonition arose in my heart! Haha, I didn't expect that I would meet you, Scar Dong today!" The middle-aged man's original confidence had already disappeared when Zheng Dong said that he was Scar Dong, and there was a hint of despair.

When the middle-aged man finished speaking, the young man around him immediately threw the bag in his hand back to Zheng Dong with tactfulness.

Seeing this, Zheng Dong was not surprised by their performance. Instead, he felt that this was already a matter of course and said to the two indifferently: "Although we didn't have any grudges before, now..." Speaking of this, Zheng Dong shook his head.

"Are we returning the money to you? Are you not going to let us go?" The middle-aged man certainly understood what Zheng Dong shook his head. Although he didn't believe it, he still asked.

But when he heard the middle-aged man's words, Zheng Dong said: "If this matter had not been involved in me, I might not have done it. But now I have to do this!"

Zheng Dong's words were already very clear, and there was no room for reversal in this matter.

Before Zheng Dong could finish his words, the middle-aged man immediately said loudly: "Don't think we will be afraid of you, don't force others too much!"

"Seeing that you didn't escape when you heard my name, you should have heard of my methods. Do you think you will have a chance today?" Zheng Dong stretched out his hand and said like chatting.

Seeing Zheng Dong's calm expression, the middle-aged man was even more angry and shook his forehead. No matter who Scar Dong was, he gave a wink on the young man around him.

Although I am not unfamiliar with the name "Scar Dong", which can be considered to be aware of, but now the boss has spoken and I have to follow me as a younger brother. What's more, I heard that Zheng Dong meant that he didn't plan to let him go, so I just made up my mind and tried my best.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the young man take out a switchblade from his pocket, and then a blade with a flash of light popped out, and his movements seemed very skillful.

Although Zheng Dong saw the young man's actions, he did not take them seriously. It seemed that this small knife was not considered anything to him.

The young man shouted fiercely at this moment, exerting force on his feet, and rushed towards Zheng Dong like a bull saw a red cloth.

"Ah!" Before the knife in the young man's hand touched Zheng Dong, he heard his scream and his body drifted across the air and fell heavily on the ground and rolled to the corner of the wall. With just a scream, the young man could no longer make any sound. He imagined how powerful he was under attack was. He was probably trying hard to straighten his breathing.

This change was fast, but he never escaped the eyes of the middle-aged man standing not far away. When the young man was about to come to Zheng Dong, Zheng Dong raised his right foot and kicked the young man in the abdomen. The speed of one kick was so fast that he might not be confident that he could deal with it even if he stepped on it himself.

So, no matter how he regained his confidence before, the middle-aged man's body was already trembling involuntarily when he saw Zheng Dong's kick.

However, when he met Zheng Dong's eyes, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and then he took out a black pistol from his waist. Although he held the pistol in both hands, he still couldn't help trembling at this moment. It seemed that even with the pistol in his hand, he still couldn't find his confidence and knew that he would still not win.

"You forced me!" As he said that, the middle-aged man had already pulled the trigger and fired the first shot at Zheng Dong.

"Bang!"

Before the gunshots disappeared, Zheng Dong turned sideways, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the gun with one hand.

Although he had already expected that the pistol would not have a big chance of winning for "Scar Dong" in front of him, it was hard for him to believe that the middle-aged man saw Zheng Dong being able to catch the bullet with his bare hands. Because in his understanding, although Scar Dong was powerful, he had never heard of him being able to catch the bullet with his bare hands.

Even though he didn't want to believe it, seeing Zheng Dong's actions and seeing him with a cleansing look, the middle-aged man had to believe the fact that it was impossible in front of him.

Realizing that this incident had hit Scar Dong today, there was no room for madness. The middle-aged man seemed to be crazy at this moment and pulled the trigger in his hand.

At such a close distance, the muzzle was also directed towards Zheng Dong. After the next seven consecutive gunshots, the middle-aged man had already collapsed on the ground, and the pistol in his hand was still floating with a wisp of white smoke.

However, Zheng Dong had no idea why, even though the middle-aged man had already sat on the ground, he still fisted and greeted him, and even the young man who had already fallen to the ground before was not let go. It was not until the two of them were dying that Zheng Dong stopped moving.

With a swing of his left hand, seven bullets were thrown out from Zheng Dong's already deployed palm, scattered on the ground.

Before, the middle-aged man fired a total of eight shots at Zheng Dong, but at this moment, only seven shots were thrown out in Zheng Dong's hand, and it seemed that one shot was missing.

Immediately, Zheng Dong lifted up his shirt and touched his left waist with his other hand. He frowned. When his hand was retracted, he found that the remaining bullet had appeared in Zheng Dong's hand.

After throwing the eighth bullet in his hand to the ground, Zheng Dong couldn't bear to curse: "Damn, you dare to fire so many shots at me! If I hadn't been prepared, I might have been injured! Hiss... But this bullet shot into my waist would really hurt!"

"Hey, Captain Zhou, you have rescued you! You can send someone to clean up the mess immediately!" Zheng Dong took out his cell phone and dialed a number, then hung up, and didn't know if the other party had something to say.

After looking at the woman who was still unconscious in the distance, Zheng Dong felt worried and tied the kidnapper who had been beaten to death with a rope. Zheng Dong then turned around and picked up the bag on the ground and left.

While walking towards his van, Zheng Dong's face reappeared with the previous floating and incredible things, and he returned to his originally young and handsome face.

"Beep!" As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, Zheng Dong drove the van and rushed towards the city center...

The root of Zheng Dong's ability to change his appearance at will and to catch bullets with bare hands is his special ability to control cell division.

By controlling the division of cells and changing the thickness of facial muscles at will, you can change the appearance of different faces at will.

However, by controlling the palm cells to split at a crazy speed, it can buffer the rapid bullets, which will lead to the incredible thing that caught the bullets with bare hands before.

However, because of Zheng Dong's carelessness, a missing bullet hit his waist.

Zheng Dong's ability to control cell division can be traced back to the accident a year ago...
Chapter completed!