Yin Jinglong showed a winning smile: "This is almost the same."

The gunman was angry and embarrassed: "Damn it, two little kids, who dared to flirt with each other while being chased by me, are so disrespectful!"

He even fired many shots, but he couldn't hit him. He felt a little weird and his back was wet with sweat.

He rushed over and he didn't believe in evil. If the distance was close enough, he wouldn't believe that he wouldn't beat him.

His gun was pressed against Yin Jinglong's chest, showing a vicious smile: "It's impossible that I can't hit it now, right?"

Tang Tangtang suddenly was very worried that the muzzle had been pressed against her chest, and Yin Jinglong could not hide at all and would be beaten to death.

But a few seconds later, she felt relieved. She was concerned and confused. She remembered now that Yin Jinglong was a master of cultivation in the Mahayana period, and things of pistol level could not be hurt by Yin Jinglong.

With a gunshot, the killer fell to the ground, and a blood hole appeared in his chest. His eyes were open and he could not close. He could never understand why the robbery was hit on Yin Jinglong's chest, and why it was himself who was shot.

In fact, Yin Jinglong just used the substitute technique. This is an evil technique that people who practice righteousness will not use, but Yin Jinglong is born to know it.

Yin Jinglong chose the Gunman as his substitute. All the damage Yin Jinglong suffered will be transferred to the Gunman.

Therefore, the number gunner is committing suicide.

In the suite, Feiying could not raise his head at all. He was speechless. The second subordinate he had sent out actually committed suicide.

Liehu said gloatingly: "Your second subordinate is very good at playing. Has he found someone to change the pistol? The bullets were not fired from the muzzle, but from the opposite direction. This kind of creativity is really crazy. I finally know what kind of weirdness the gunmen in your Feiying Group are all in a group. It seems that at the critical moment, we still have to rely on our Liehu Group."

Liehu took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "You, go to the top of the building to kill those two targets. Just now, the crazy-dead group of Feiying Group went up to show off a wave of lower limits and played himself to death. Don't be as crazy-dead as them."

"Don't worry, the team leader, aren't there only two students? I'll guarantee to complete the task."

A strong man, holding a long strip of things in his hand, was wrapped by a cloth strip. Most people couldn't tell what it was, and they wouldn't know that the cloth strip was wrapped with a knife.

The killer walked into the elevator. He was so excited that he had heard the desire of the knife, eager to drink blood.

When the strong man came to the roof, Yin Jinglong glanced at him lightly and said helplessly to Tang Tangtang: "Hey, another melon peel has come. This time this time this time this time looks even more stupid than the previous two. At first glance, he is a big silly man with a well-developed limbs and simple mind."

Tang Tangtang said aggrievedly: "I'm a little hungry. It would be great if we had pizza in the restaurant now."

"Haha, you're thinking too much." Yin Jinglong retorted, "I just said that I'm eating hot pot."

The strong man was very angry when he heard the conversation between Yin Jinglong. He stared at the two corpses on the ground and said, "Two little melon babies, listen, your grandfather, I am much better than the killer just now. I am not a fool who only knows how to use guns. Now I will let you taste the power of ancient martial arts!"

After saying that, he used his internal force to shatter the cloth strip, revealing a big knife flashing with white light, and a shocking murderous aura emanated from it.

This kind of momentum is obviously caused by the fact that his hands were stained with a lot of blood. He is indeed not an ordinary person.

The big man rushed towards Yin Jinglong with a knife. He was perverted in his heart and had already thought about how many pieces Yin Jinglong was cut into.

"Is ancient dance? Isn't that just dancing? Since you want to dance, let's just watch it for a while."

After Yin Jinglong finished speaking, he stretched out his hands and began to move his fingers at the rhythm.

Yin Jinglong's fingers seemed to release ten transparent silk threads, and the strong man was like a puppet carrying threads. He could no longer control his body and could only be controlled by Yin Jinglong.

With the rhythm controlled by Yin Jinglong's fingers, the strong man actually started dancing.

"Damn it, what's going on? Why is my body out of control? Why is it not under my control?" The strong man was so scared that his face was pale. His eyes looked at Yin Jinglong as if he was looking at a devil.

A big and thick man was dancing in circles and circles. This scene was really hard to describe.

"It's great. Although your dancing posture is a bit weird, it's very cute!" Tang Tangtang applauded, then took out her mobile phone to record the video. She wanted to send it to the campus network for everyone to watch.

In the suite, Liehu looked at the picture feedback from the camera to the screen in shock, and 10,000 heads whistled through his heart. He knew that the strong man was usually a hot temper and could kill people without saying a word. But now, he was actually dancing in front of the target and dancing so ugly. Is he so fucking?

Feiying finally found a chance to fight back. He couldn't raise his head just now, and now he smiled with a slutty smile: "It seems that the members of the Feihu Group who like to use ancient martial arts are more awesome than the two deceased people in our group just now. I haven't seen before that the people in your group have the talent to dance. Don't say it, the dance posture is really... charming... nauseous..."

"Your sister!" Feihu threw the teacup to the ground.

On the roof, Tang Tangtang shouted excitedly: "It's boring to turn lightly. Have a new move, such as jumping or something."

"Okay." Yin Jinglong nodded, his fingers changed the rhythm, so the strong man jumped while turning around and made other "graceful" movements.

Tang Tangtang couldn't help singing: "Rotate, jump, I closed my eyes, I can't see the dust and hustle, are you intoxicated? Snow, summer night, I keep resting, blurring the age, no one sees the dancer's joys and sorrows..."

"How is this possible? This is Jolin Tsai's "Dancer". You don't even know that you are too old-fashioned, are you?" Tang Tangtang complained.

"Hey, I've been sealed for ten years and I don't know many things about the outside world." Yin Jinglong shrugged, "If you have any good songs or good movies in the future, please recommend them to me."

In a fit of anger, Liehu sent another big man up, and as a result, he started dancing.

Feiying stopped laughing at Liehu. He had already seen something was wrong. He said to Liehu seriously: "That kid is definitely not an ordinary person. I guess he is a psychic and can control other people's bodies, so everyone we sent was hit and there was no way to deal with him."

When Liehu heard this, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "What should I do? I can't suffer these humiliations in vain. Even if he is a psychic, I want him to die!"
Chapter completed!