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Chapter 129 Gun God!(2/2)

Chen Beifeng clenched his fists and fought hard. But how could he withstand Qin Tianbao's full blow when he was distracted and seriously injured?

A hard fight. Chen Beifeng's figure swayed again, and the long spear suddenly shrank, turning into a short spear about one meter long to protect his chest. He resisted Qin Tianbao's intensive subway punches!

Bang bang!

Chen Beifeng's dull face was extremely pale, but he still faced the terrifying Qin Tianbao with a calm expression. It was not until he was punched twice in the chest that he pushed back the shocking Qin Tianbao with a side kick and gained a short gap.

Phew!

A pool of blood spattered out of his mouth. Chen Beifeng, who had been punched twice in a row, felt like his body was turbulent and his blood was boiling.

Keng!

The gun held up his crumbling body. Chen Beifeng glanced at Hou Luoyang with blood on his lips, and a stiff smile broke out on his dull face. Suddenly he turned his wrist, and the shortened white gun stretched again, shining with a snow-white light.

.

Buzz!

The gun swung, and Chen Beifeng calmly and sonorously uttered one word: "Go."

Hou Luoyang was startled, not knowing why.

"Let's go." Chen Beifeng repeated.

Pang Xun's arm was injured, but he was not completely incapable of fighting. Seeing what Chen Beifeng said, he boldly moved towards Hou Luoyang.

call out!

Chen Beifeng swung out his spear and struck Pang Xun.

Huhu——

The strong wind was so fierce that Pang Xun was so frightened that he trembled and retreated quickly.

In just an instant, Pang Xun broke out in cold sweat. He was shocked by the soul-stealing blow.

What a strong explosive power!

What a terrifying attack power!

Even though he was seriously injured, the level of force displayed by Chen Beifeng was still frightening. No wonder Qin Tianbao, who was like a lunatic, wanted to kill him here.

"Walk!"

Chen Beifeng increased his volume and stood with a gun. He was like a god of guns, as if as long as he was alive, no one could get close to Hou Luoyang, let alone cause him harm.

Do you want to touch Hou Luoyang?

Ask him about his spear!

Qin Tianbao took a step forward with a bang and walked towards Hou Luoyang as if provoking.

Buzz!

The spear glowed again, accompanied by a subtle roar of the spear. The sharp spear stabbed Qin Tianbao in the face without any reservation!

Whoosh!

The thick strong wind stung Qin Tianbao so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He bent his body and easily avoided the attack. However, he saw that the spear suddenly lashed out and hit Qin Tianbao on the side of the head.

Bang!

Thumb thump.

Qin Tianbao staggered back in two steps, looking very embarrassed!

"Hiss——"

A strange and scalp-numbing sound floated out of Qin Tianbao's mouth. He slowly raised his head, looking at Chen Beifeng with his vicious eyes that were piercingly cold, and two words came out between his teeth: "Seeking death!"

"Walk!"

Chen Beifeng picked up Hou Luoyang, kicked open the door, and threw him out!

Bang!

As soon as the door opened, it slammed shut again with a dull sound.

Buzz!

Chen Beifeng looked calm, raised his spear to the sky, and looked at the furious Qin Tianbao with sharp eyes. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips strangely. He shook his spear and stabbed!
Chapter completed!
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