Playing the role of Yujiro Fanma, practicing martial arts to kill gods

Even though these two security guards were martial artists of the Quenching Body Realm, their realm was not very high.

Coupled with the number of black trench coats people enough, under the direct fire of several firearms, the two warrior security guards were beaten on the spot covered in blood, and blood flowed.

Under a volley, none of the two warrior security guards were spared, and they were all seriously injured, losing their ability to resist and consciousness.

No matter how high the kung fu is, I am afraid of guns.

This was an embarrassing situation that most low-level Quenching Realm martial artists would face.

A low-level Quenching Realm martial artist might be able to easily defeat a group of ordinary people on his own.

However, when facing a gungun attack, most low-level Quenching Realm warriors are difficult to effectively defend against them with their bare hands.

After all, not every martial artist has powerful martial arts and fighter skills, and not every martial artist is like Emperor Chen, a pervert who has opened a hanging.

The sudden sound at the door of the bank made the entire pedestrian on the street, as well as all the people inside the bankpaper, panic.

In broad daylight, does anyone really dare to blatantly rob a bank??

You know, in order to ensure the safety of deposits, Emperor Chen is also one of the four major banks under the Martial Arts Alliance specially selected.

Are they, the guys in black trench coats, crazy?

Even the banks directly under the Martial Arts Alliance dared to interfere with it??? Aren't they afraid that the people of the Martial Arts Alliance will retaliate madly against them in the future?

However, sometimes the way of the world is so magical, so coincidental.

Such a coincidental thing happened to be encountered by Emperor Chen.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, those pedestrians outside the bank, on the street, could hurry to run.

And Emperor Chen and the group of people in the bank were more embarrassed.

The entrance to the bank was blocked by these guys in black trench coats, and they couldn't run if they wanted to.

People who are inside the bank at the moment, whether it's the staff inside the bank, or those who are inside the bank and want to do business.

Their mood at the moment is broken.

This kind of going to the bank to handle business but just happened to encounter the robbery of the bank, the probability is simply lower than the probability of winning the lottery, right?

This feeling of running and not being able to run away, and holding a gun against yourself on the other side, is really tearless and painful.

"Don't move! All the horses are for me to lie on the ground and don't move! Hand over all the money you have, immediately! Right away! The

gang in black trench coats roared loudly at the people inside the bank while walking inside the bank with their pistols in hand.

After hearing the roar of this group of gangsters, all the personnel in the bank immediately fell to the ground with a terrified face, and hurriedly took off their wallets and jewelry in order to survive.

Of course, all the personnel did not include Emperor Chen.

When all the people in the bank were lying on the ground and shivering, only Emperor Chen was still standing in place, majestically.

When the group of robbers saw Emperor Chen, who was tall, red-haired, and covered in tendon flesh, standing in place with an invincible face, they were first frightened by Emperor Chen's momentum for a moment.

Then, after they reacted, they immediately pointed a pistol at Emperor Chen's head and roared loudly:

"Quickly lay down for Lao Tzu, do you hear that?"

"Otherwise, don't blame us for shooting!"

In the face of the other party's threats and intimidation, Emperor Chen not only did not say anything, but the corners of his mouth gradually rose upward.

Emperor Chen could sense that the strength of these robbers should be around the third and fourth orders.

Moreover, because of their martial artists, the reaction speed and shooting accuracy of these robbers far exceeded that of ordinary gunmen.

Don't think that warriors will only fight with their bare hands, and all aspects of the martial artist's body that enter the quenching period will be greatly improved.

Compared with ordinary people, warriors' reaction ability and physical functions are much superior.

Therefore, among low-level warriors, especially those who are not yet able to dodge bullets and resist bullets head-on.

In the case of equal strength of two warriors, whoever holds a pistol will be able to grasp absolute superiority.

Of course, for low-level warriors, the pistol is a terrifying big killing weapon.

But for those high-level warriors, the pistol is almost the same as a toy, and there is no threat at all.

When the warrior's own strength reaches a qualitative change, the pistol and the like can no longer pose a great threat to it.

Looking at Emperor Chen's slightly raised mouth and arrogant attitude, a feeling of panic suddenly rose in the hearts of these people, and the fingers that pulled the trigger began to tremble slightly.

These robbers in black trench coats looked at Emperor Chen in front of them, and suddenly they did not dare to act rashly.

The warrior's intuition was telling them that this creature was very, very, very dangerous.

Just when the atmosphere was deadlocked, the staff in the bank and those waiting in line to handle business quietly looked up at Emperor Chen and the group of gangsters, with mixed feelings in their hearts, praying that they would be safe.

Meow, how come it's not over yet, God, let these gangsters leave quickly, I really beg you...

Just when the group of robbers were a little undecided, one of the relatively thin robbers suddenly spoke up:

"What are you afraid of, no matter how strong this guy is, he is just a fourth-order martial artist with a quenched body, how strong can he be?"

"Anyway, we have already come to this point, there is no turning back for a long time, just do it!"

As soon as these words came out, all the gangsters in black trench coats no longer hesitated, and pulled the trigger of the pistol towards Emperor Chen.

For a moment, countless tongues of fire sprayed, and the continuous gunfire was like firecrackers, banging non-stop.

In the face of the oncoming bullets, Emperor Chen straightened his chest, spread his arms, and faced the baptism of bullets with his flesh in the face.

The power of the golden bell hood was urged to the extreme, Emperor Chen's skin turned into bronze, and a layer of translucent golden ancient bells appeared on the surface of Emperor Chen's body, faintly appearing.