Bullets bounced on the wall and made a sound of breaking through the air.

Wang Han's ear-clearing movements were frozen, and he suddenly rushed towards Ning Yao, and hit his knee.

Ning Zhiyuan quickly blocked in front and pressed Wang Han's knee with his arm. Because he was afraid and did not dare to move seriously, Wang Han opened his arms and attacked hard. His palms were in a scattered shape and buckled Ning Zhiyuan's ears.

superior.

This trick made Ning Zhiyuan's pupils lose focus!

Wang Han locked in Ning Yao after landing.

Seeing this, Ning Yao looked crazy and raised the gun and was about to shoot!

Wang Hanxin held the barrel with his hands and rubbed it skillfully, and the gun had become a part.

I don’t know when the magazine came to Wang Han’s hands.

Bang!

Wang Han pinched the magazine and inserted it into Ning Yao's ear.

ah!

Ning Yao looked painful!

"If you don't understand people's words, don't want them!" Wang Han threw the magazine and flipped his hand and slapped Ning Yaoxin's mouth with another move.

Ning Zhiyuan, who came back to his senses, quickly swayed his arm and wanted to open Wang Han's palm.

But he underestimated the strength of Grand Master Wang Han!

One palm!

Even though Ning Zhiyuan offset some of the strength, Ning Yao flew backwards.

After landing, he opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood foam with broken lungs. He knelt on the ground and his head was pressed against the ground, and another mouthful of blood was covered.

Ning Zhiyuan's expression changed drastically, "Such a young master...you are..." Ning Zhiyuan glanced at Chu Jingzhe, who had never moved from beginning to end, and an ominous premonition enveloped his heart.

"You are the Ninth Young Master!"

Ning Zhiyuan seemed to have thought of something again.

Breathing became hard.

He said in a terrified tone and despair, "This is the main hall of the Ten Masters!"

Qi Wan spread at Wang Han’s fingertips.

Wang Han smiled coldly, and pure murderous intent surged.
Chapter completed!