Song Yinghao exerts his soul power.

He is a yellow race, but at this time, his skin quickly turned black, and it also shone with dark rays of light. In this street park illuminated by the bonfire, it looked extraordinarily strange.

"This is called the skin of black iron. After casting it, even five consecutive bullets will not penetrate it!"

Song Jie proudly showed off.

What does it mean to be invincible?

This is!

"You think it's great to have a gun? My dad is standing here for you to fight, and you can't break his defense!"

Song Jie sneered!

It's really a toast without eating and drinking.

"Yes?"

Sun Yao was surprised, but he quickly pulled out a rattlesnake revolver in his hand, and shot Song Yinghao twice.

boom! boom!

Song Yinghao was startled. Although he said that he had tested the defensive power of Black Iron Skin, he was still panicked when he was suddenly beaten.

After all, there is too little combat experience, and he has not yet developed a big heart, but the next second, when he mentioned his throat, his heart was swallowed back into his throat.

Because after the bullet hit the chest, it collapsed. Except for a slight tingling, there was no trace of scratches.

"Ha ha!"

Song Yinghao raised his chest and tucked his belly, looking like a boss, looking directly at Sun Yuan: "How, are you convinced?"

In fact, Song Yinghao wanted to overlook Sun Yuan, but this kid is too tall.

"Apart from being ugly, the defense is good!"

Sun Yuan's review.

Although his witch's feast has no effect on some monsters, at least it is not ugly. After Song Yinghao's ability is used, he has black skin and is blacker than black people. More importantly, he is ugly like a toad covered with a layer of iron. .

"Attack the tower, without injury or death, is my confidence!"

Song Yinghao smiled: "Now, do you believe that I am a wild prophet?"

"You let me punch, if it's okay, I'll believe it!"

Sun Yuan suddenly wanted to try the Bawang Shenquan he just learned. Isn't this iron tortoise the most suitable target!

"..."

Song Yinghao frowned, feeling inappropriate.

The other party has seen that bullets can't penetrate their skin, so isn't the fist more powerless? Since he wants to do this, maybe he has something to rely on?

As a big boss, Song Yinghao cherishes his life and has always been a leader, so at this time, he was a little hesitant, whether to call his subordinates to do it, give Sun Yuan several shots, and shoot him into a hornet's nest.

"Master Hao is awesome."

The middle-aged man in the sun hat shouted, envy to death, why don't I have this ability?

unfair!

Seeing Song Yinghao's hesitation, Sun Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and punched him!

Regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, his punch is done!

Anyway, he has this arrogant capital.

call!

Sun Yuan's fist was extremely fast, as if it had broken through the sound barrier, and the strong wind it brought out blew on the faces of the people around, and it hurt like a knife.

Song Yinghao saw that the situation of Sun Yuan's punch was so terrifying, he instinctively stepped back, and at the same time wanted to raise his arms to block, but just as this thought came up, his face was already punched.

Overlord disarms!

boom!

Sun Yuan's heavy punch slammed into Song Yinghao's nose and mouth, and directly knocked him out, more than ten meters, and what was even more terrifying was that the black iron skin on his body cracked instantly. Like a cobweb, it spread all over the body, and then snapped and shattered.

puff!

Blood spurted out of Song Young-ho's cracked skin.

"what!"

Song Yinghao screamed and rolled on the ground in pain.

"dad!"

Song Jie was shocked and furious, and immediately pulled out a Beretta M9 pistol, pointed it at Sun Yuan, and shouted at the same time, "Kill him!"

The moment Song Jie pulled the trigger, Sun Yuan activated the lightning boots on his feet, like a cheetah sprinting for prey, he appeared in front of Song Jie in a blink of an eye, and then he stretched out his hand with a snap, grabbed his pistol, and lifted it up.

boom!

Bullets fly.

"what?"

Song Jie was shocked.

So fast?

Immediately, a cold sweat appeared on his head, and he was impulsive.

regret!

"Don't shoot!"

Song Jie was worried that the other party would use him as a meat shield and accidentally hurt him, so he quickly shouted, but after shouting, he realized that he was underestimating others.

meat shield?

People didn't bother to use it, and they didn't even bother to grab a pistol, so they punched him directly!

Overlord Fist!

boom!

Song Jie was punched in the chest.

In the next instant, his sternum was broken, and all the internal organs, blood, muscles, squeezed on the back, and then burst open, flying in all directions, splashing the onlookers behind him, all faces.

A huge hole appeared in Song Jie's body.

Pfft!

Song Jie fell backwards, death!

boom!

There was only one younger brother who shot, and the others saw Song Jie's death, and they were terrified. On the body, it stopped without causing any injuries.

Sun Yuan looked at the young man who shot!

"me……"

The young man stammered, trying to find an excuse to beg for mercy, but before he could finish speaking, Sun Yuan held the M9 he grabbed and raised his hand three times!

boom! boom! boom!

The bullet slammed into the young man's chest, killing him.

This scene frightened everyone, and they all stepped back, not to mention pointing a gun at Sun Yuan, and they didn't dare to look at him.

The middle-aged man who was clamoring before pulled down his sun hat, covered his cheeks, lowered his head, and got into the crowd, afraid of being seen by Sun Yuan.

"Fuck, this is too strong, isn't it?"

In front of him, there was also a picture of Sun Yuan punching Song Jie's chest.

What kind of power is this?

Even the boxing champion Tyson can't sit at this level.

He must be in the Tower of God and got something good!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's heart was hot and he wanted to attack the tower, but when he looked up and looked at the Tower of God, he found that it was standing there in the middle of the night when the bonfire was gorgeous, like a monster who wanted to eat. The impulse cooled down again.

Here, tens of thousands of people died!

The middle-aged man lowered his head, looked at his fat belly, wiped a handful of thinning hair, and finally sighed deeply.

no, sorry!

If you go in by yourself, you will die!

"Little Jay!"

Song Yinghao was in severe pain and vomited blood, but when he saw that his son was gone, he was furious: "Kill him! Kill him for me!"

No one got their hands on it.

Sun Yuan's sharp eyes glanced at Song Yinghao's subordinates.

"I...we have no ill intentions!"

An older man, accompanied by a smiling face, explained a sentence.

He can't afford this kind of person.

"Kill him and you can go!"

Sun Yuan ordered.

He also did not expect that the power of the Bawang Divine Fist would be so powerful that it would blow people out with one punch. Wouldn't it be even more powerful if he practiced again and became a master of boxing?

And the trick he used to beat Song Yinghao, called Overlord Unarmor, was designed to break the enemy's defenses. Judging from its power, it was very sharp.

Song Yinghao was startled, but everyone didn't shoot.

"Boss, we have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, you treat us like a fart, let it go?"

The older man smiled, able to bend and stretch.

As for killing Song Yinghao, these direct descendants, the shortest one has been with Song Yinghao for fifteen years, so they really can't do it.

Sun Yuan shrugged, noncommittal, and walked straight to Song Yinghao.

Song Yinghao wanted to escape, but Sun Yuan's punch made him dizzy, and his hands and feet were a little unruly.

"Are you really a wild prophet?"

Sun Yuan squatted beside Song Yinghao and asked with a smile.

"I admit it, in fact, the wild prophet is my big brother behind the scenes!"

Seeing that he couldn't hold back Sun Yuan, Song Yinghao thought of another way, hoping to use this to intimidate this kid and not kill himself.

"Huh? Why don't I remember a little brother like you?"

Sun Yuan blinked and asked with a smile.

"what?"

Song Yinghao was stunned for a moment, and then he understood: "You...you...are wild prophets?"

Song Yinghao's body trembled with fright, and he was full of regrets, why didn't you tell me earlier?

You must know that you are a wild prophet, the strongest person in the personal record list, and I dare not count on you if you kill me!

Young people these days, it's so fucking dark.

"Now that you know, go die!"

Sun Yuan smiled slightly and aimed the gun at Song Yinghao.

Hearing this, Song Yinghao suddenly burst into a rage, wanting to take a life-attack, but a guy like him who relied on his subordinates to grab a soul stone and became an oracle, is a good player at tricks and tricks, but Head-to-head combat is too weak.

Snapped!

The muzzle of the gun slammed into Song Yinghao's lips, smashed his teeth, and forced it into his mouth.

"I don't know if your black iron skin can also protect your throat?"

After Sun Yuan finished speaking, she pulled the trigger.

boom! boom! boom!

The bullet hit Song Yinghao's throat, but it didn't shoot out from the back of his neck. From this point of view, his ability was quite good.

It's a pity that Song Yinghao's actual combat power is too bad.

Let alone Sun Yuan, even Ji Shihan can handle him.

The surrounding onlookers were silent.

Song Yinghao, who had dominated the ancient city for decades, just died?

"You guys, report each other, those who have killed people, stand up!"

Sun Yuan stared gloomily at Song Yinghao and the younger brothers. In fact, they should all be killed, but he felt that the gold master's mother should not like watching this kind of behavior, so he gave up and only killed the murderer.

The group was silent.

"What? You don't kill people, do you?"

Sun Yuan's mouth twitched.

"In this world, how can you live without killing people?"

The older man smiled bitterly and resentfully: "I don't believe you haven't killed ordinary people!"

"I kill all the wicked!"

Sun Yuan explained.

"hehe!"

The older man sneered.

"Boss, you are too tired to fight alone, we can do chores for you!"

Someone recommends it.

"Who said the head of the regiment was alone?"

Manager Feng came out and saw that Sun Yuan was in conflict with others. He immediately ran over and stood in front of Sun Yuan: "Be careful, head of the regiment, use me as a meat shield!"

He was actually afraid of death, but at the top of the tower, he drew a protective suit that could block bullets, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity to show his loyalty.

"Captain!"

Ji Shihan came out, looked around, found Sun Yuan, and immediately ran here, then flew and hugged Sun Yuan.

"Thank you, I survived and my hands are healed!"

Although there is no moon, the sky is gloomy, and the weather is not good, Ji Shihan is still very excited. The sense of superiority, achievement, and happiness that she has come out of the game of death made her hug Sun Yuan uncontrollably, and then kiss her. up his lips.

Gan!

Manager Feng scolded, Ji Shihan, a female college student, is too good at taking advantage of her body, and she is also an acting school.

The performance at this time seemed to be too excited and uncontrollable, but Manager Feng believed that Ji Shihan must have deliberately tempted Sun Yuan.

Ji Shihan's kiss didn't last long, nor was she passionate, just lips touched.

But for a guy like Sun Yuan who is single with his mother and child, the stimulation is still great, making his heart pound for a while.

"I'm sorry, I was the one who lost my temper!"

Ji Shihan apologized, with a shy look on his face, a pure mess

When everyone saw this scene, it was as if someone had put a lemon in their mouth, and they would all be sour.

Sure enough, the strength is strong, and there will be beautiful women to embrace!

"..."

Sun Yuan couldn't tell whether Ji Shihan's expression was acting or real.

"Your skills are terrible!"

Ji Shihan grinned: "But it's my first kiss, but now it seems that I'm more talented than you in this kind of thing!"

"..."

Sun Yuan really didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, at this time, Wei Dongmai and Gu Ran also came out. One was wearing Ele.me's blue staff uniform and the other was wearing KFC's dark red uniform, which was a bit like a game combination.

"Captain!"

The two hurried over, their faces full of excitement for the rest of their lives.

"thank you!"

Fried Chicken Girl was crying, and the tears couldn't stop at all. She thought she was going to get cold this time, but she didn't expect to survive.

Wei Dongmai was also terrified. This Tower of God game was so difficult for him. If there was no Sun Yuan, he would kneel.

However, it is difficult to return, and capturing the tower is also a lot of benefits.

Wei Dongmai felt that he could hit twenty now, twice as fierce as Ye Wen.

"do not Cry!"

Sun Yuan comforted and handed Fried Chicken Girl a pack of tissues.

Let the two of them interrupt like this, Sun Yuan doesn't have to think about how to respond to Ji Shihan, just to divert the topic.

In fact, to tell the truth, although Ji Shihan is very good, and has also played the second female lead, but it is not his dish.

Neither is Zhen Yu.

Sun Yuan had a crush on Shen Jingran before, but now, she doesn't have that heart anymore.

Because of secret love, because it is not available, distance produces beauty, but now, after Sun Yuan is familiar with Shen Jingran, she no longer likes that kind of feeling.

To say that so far, who has impressed him the most is the policewoman who had met once in the subway station, with a frosty and upright face, which is very distinctive.

The other is Mr. Jiang Shudanjiang, who has a perfect figure and is dressed in professional attire.

"Huh? Captain, have you become handsome?"

Ji Shihan suddenly found that Sun Yuan's face had some changes, and it looked better.

"Fuck, are you still here?"

Manager Feng is speechless, blowing rainbow farts is my patent, don't rob me.

Wei Dongmai looked at Sun Yuan and couldn't help being surprised: "It seems so!"

"Have you added the charm attribute?"

Ji Shihan felt that if this was useful, she would also add it.

Not for the love of beauty, but because for women, beauty is also a weapon.