Bang!

Outside the black muzzle, the orange-red tongue of flame flashed away, and the metal bullets flew out at a speed that was difficult to capture in mortals' vision!

Even if first-class warriors can avoid bullets, their close distance is not enough to avoid them at this moment!

In an instant, Qi Shanhe felt an unprecedented shadow of death hitting his heart. With his wide eyes, he could see the bullets flying out. All the hairs behind him stood up, and he tried his best to avoid them.

However, the bullets are flying faster.

Puff!

The sound of flesh and blood rupture resounded. Before Qishanhe completely moved away, the bullet hit his cheek, tore the flesh on his left cheek, slashed the skin, and walked forward, smashing his ears in half from the middle, and finally disappeared into the night with a large amount of blood.

"Woo!!!"

A painful groan sounded, and Qi Shanhe was severely injured in an instant. At this moment, his left cheek seemed to be scratched by a sword blade, slashing out huge blood marks, and even the squirming trajectory of the muscles deep in the blood marks were seen.

"Damn it!!!"

The pain stimulated the nerves of Qishanhe. He was furious and was about to attack. He had just moved for a step, and the biting pain and stinging pain in the wound hit the nerves of the brain. His body seemed to be much slower at this moment.

"Beast! You're poisoned!!!"

"die!!!"

Lin Meng fired several shots without hesitation. When the flames flashed, the bullets flew rapidly towards Qishanhe. Even if the sneak attack factor was missing, Qishanhe was still hiding in a mess, with a few blood marks on his body.

The toxin penetrated through the cut flesh and blood skin, and Qi Shanhe felt his body began to be slow. Lin Meng stepped on his opposite side, and the Qi Qi leaned against his wrist and punched Qi Shanhe like a cannonball.

Qishanhe resisted with his backhand, and the two collided again, and the air exploded with a muffled sound. The first time Qishanhe fell into a disadvantage, and his body retreated!

Toxins continued to penetrate the skin, and the strength in the body disappeared bit by bit. Qishanhe's chest was undulating violently. Not far away, a sudden sound of footsteps came. It was the Tianhao Company warrior who heard the sound. For a moment, Qishanhe frowned deeper. He stared at Lin Meng with wide eyes, trying to remember his appearance.

"Boy, you're not bad, I remember you!"

"I'm talking so much nonsense, die for me!!!"

After Lin Meng punched another blow, he slapped out with a palm, and the Yin Feng thrust into the palm of his palm.

"Get out!!!"

Qishanhe shouted violently, forcibly suppressing the toxins in his body, and the power of Yin and Cold condensed the palm of his hand. A palm collided with Lin Meng, and a layer of air waves exploded in the forest. A large number of green leaves were rolled up and flew in a mess. The power of Yin and Cold penetrated Lin Meng's palm, and the Yin wind pierced the palm of Qishanhe. The two of them groaned at the same time and took several steps backwards.

The footsteps of members of the Yuanfang Tianhao Company were getting closer and closer, and the degree of toxin penetration of their bodies became stronger and stronger. Qi Shanhe stared at Lin Meng, as if he wanted to remember him.

"Boy! We'll see you again!"

With a word, his body turned into a shadow and grabbed Liehao on the ground, turned into a ghost figure, and quickly left in the distance.

Lin Meng raised his hand, pulled out a flame tongue in his hand, and kept spraying, and a large number of bullets flew out. However, in front of the prepared first-class warriors, the bullets had no effect.

In a moment, the Qishan River disappeared into the darkness, and a burst of rapid footsteps sounded from afar. All the warriors of Tianhao Company ran over, among which Wang Feiyan took the lead in rushing into the forest and saw Lin Meng exclaiming.

"Minister! How did you make this look like this!"

Wang Feiyan's eyes widened, no wonder she screamed. In front of her, Lin Meng's body was extremely miserable. There was not a single piece of plain white clothes on her body, it was tattered and stained with blood. Her palms were also purple, red and swollen, as if she had frost in winter.

"I'm fine."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Meng spoke slowly. As he spoke, a few wisps of white mist floated out of his mouth, which seemed particularly cold.

"Minister"

Wang Feiyan looked at Lin Meng with concern and wanted to say something. Lin Meng shook his hand and signaled Wang Feiyan and others not to say anything. He directly issued an order, requiring the warriors of Tianhao Company to stay in Mu Wengui's villa, and then asked Wang Feiyan to drive over and send him to see Sen Chuanlong.

Wang Feiyan was extremely fast and opened the Weilong ten minutes later. The car door opened, and Lin Meng got into the car for a moment.

"Woo"

Lin Meng groaned, his throat became sweet, and he vomited blood.

"Minister!!!"

At that moment, Wang Feiyan next to him screamed even more violently!

Lin Meng directly reached out to block the other side.

"drive!"

His voice was decisive, Wang Feiyan paused, looked at Lin Meng vomiting blood, took a deep breath, turned around and drove away.

The roar of the car's engine kept ringing, Lin Meng leaned on the sofa, opened his mouth and gasped slightly

Pain! A lot of pain filled my heart. Just now, Lin Meng was hit by Qishanhe with a shot and was killed by Qishanhe in the front. It was not without cost. He probably suffered a considerable internal injury.

And these are light, the important thing is the palm!

Lin Meng lowered his head and looked at his palm. After the cold air fought with the other party, his palms were now purple and swollen, as if they were frostbite in winter.

However, Lin Meng knew very well that this hand was definitely not just frostbite. A large amount of yin and cold energy was entrenched there, like a poisonous snake biting, constantly reducing the temperature of his palm. He even used the qi to drive it away, and the effect was weak, so he could only watch the temperature of his palms get lower and lower.

This cannot be done, otherwise the entire palm will sooner or later be frostbite and necrotic, and will be surgically removed.

"Drive faster and contact the president by the way. I want to see him."

Leaning in the back seat, Lin Meng ordered.

"yes!"

Wang Feiyan's nerves were tense and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The Weilong engine roared, pulled out the shadow and rushed towards the distance.

Qinghu Villa Lobby.

Mu Wengui and his wife Ran Xueyun sat in the living room, sitting upright, feeling panic.

Recently, it has been bad news for the Mu family. Every day at 7 o'clock, evil warriors will come to kill one of his family. The entire Mu family is in panic from top to bottom. Mu Wengui has not yet collapsed in order to maintain this family, and I don't know how much price it has paid.

And today, seven o'clock is coming soon, I don't know what the result will be.

The whole hall was quiet, and a moment later, a servant came down like a butler and rushed over.

"Aliang, how about it?"

Mu Wengui asked hurriedly.

"Just just now, a servant saw that there were warriors fighting against each other by Qinghu Lake."

Aliang hurriedly answered, and Mu Wengui asked again, "What's the result?"

"It turned out that the evil warriors turned around and left."

As soon as Aliang said this, before Mu Wengui could speak, Ran Xueyun stood up next to him, "What? Have you left? Didn't you take it down?"

Her body was tight, and these martial artists wrote about the bad news about their Mu family. If she didn't get rid of it for a day, she felt uneasy!

"No! Although the people from Tianhao Company said nothing, the Minister of Defense disappeared, seemed to have been seriously injured and left."

As soon as this said, Ran Xueyun frowned and her face tense. "Seriously injured!? Sure enough! I said that Lin Meng is too young and not safe enough."

"Snow Cloud!" Mu Wengui was dissatisfied when he heard the voice, "He is trying to protect us from being hurt. You said he would respect him!"

"Respect!? I pay my salary, a first-class body refiner, Li Hao, we paid 30 million, which is not enough!? He has not completed this task, how do you want me to respect it?"

Ran Xueyun glared at Mu Wengui, "You are just trying to save money and can do anything. Merchants, do you want to sell the rope to hang yourself as long as you pay enough money!?"

"I"

"Shut up! I'll deal with the next thing!"

The top floor of Tianhao Company, the president's office.

"Hey! Boy, you"

Sen Chuanlong looked at Lin Meng, covered in blood, and his eyes widened, "What's wrong with you? What's going on?" He rushed forward and grabbed Lin Meng's hand. The internal force was injected. The more he injected it, the deeper his brows frowned.

"There are a lot of irregular skin injuries all over your body, and there are also considerable internal injuries. Hiss~~ What is the entrenched in your hands? It's so vicious and cold! "

"I met a master and suffered some injuries. Those internal and external injuries are easy to say. I removed the cold and cold energy on my hands too slowly. May I have a long way to get rid of it, can you remove it?"

Lin Meng sat on the sofa, gasping for questions.

"I'll try it."

Sen Chuanlong nodded. It was the first time he had seen this evil and evil force of cold. He was not sure about it and could only do his best. He took a deep breath, grabbed Lin Meng's palm, and injected the internal energy contained in his body into it.

The warm internal force merged into Lin Meng's palm, and Lin Meng clearly felt the yin and cold force entrenched in his palm reacting, like ice fighting against the scorching sun, resisting each other, and bursts of stinging pain came.

"Woo"

Lin Meng let out a muffled groan, and Sen Chuanlong spoke next to him, "It works, but the treatment process is a bit painful, so you can bear it a little."

"It's okay, I can hold it."

Lin Meng lowered his voice and spoke slowly.

Let Sen Chuanlong's internal force be continuously injected into his palms, fighting against the yin and cold power in his body.

Time passes slowly, ten minutes later.

Accompanied by a large amount of needle-like pain, the internal force of Sen Chuanlong was pouring in, and the cold and cold force that was entrenched between Lin Meng's hands finally disappeared a lot. The palms, which were originally frozen, were also swollen, and there was only a little redness left. It was probably possible that they would disappear after a moment of cultivation.

"call"

To do this, Mori Chuanlong breathed and wiped off the sweat from his forehead. Even as a top warrior, the treatment just now was not easy for him.
To be continued...