Chapter 1243
Chapter 1243
So in the next ten seconds, Naixin became more and more embarrassed. Ye Xiao fired a total of fifteen bullets at him, although none of them hit his vitals.
But he hit one of his arms, and he was exhausted. His physical strength was consumed by 30% in less than half a minute.
After firing the last bullet, Ye Xiao put the pistol back into his waist. When he did this, his eyes did not leave Naixin.
Naixin also stared at Ye Xiao fiercely with the posture of "overlord watching the formation". He was suppressed by Ye Xiao with a pistol just now, which made him depressed.
Even though he knew very well that he was not Ye Xiao's opponent now, he also planned to fight Ye Xiao with fists and flesh. Of course, this was based on his estimation that he could hold on to Ye Xiao's hands until rescue arrived.
The next moment Ye Xiao took back the pistol, his figure moved. He stepped on the Yu step and came to Naixin in almost the blink of an eye.
"Pah!" Ye Xiao punched out, and it went straight to Naixin's chest.
Although Naixin had already guessed Ye Xiao's fighting style before Ye Xiao used this move, he was still shocked when Ye Xiao's fist was sent towards him.
He could really feel that this punch was wrapped in an extremely terrifying strong wind. Even though Ye Xiao was half a meter away from him, the strong wind made his clothes dented by a fist-sized eye.
Naixin swallowed hard, and then raised the intact arm. The muscles on it suddenly swelled up, looking extremely solid and full, not like a man in his sixties at all.
"Ah!" Naixin shouted, full of anger at Ye Xiao, and punched him head-on.
Although he seldom stayed in the martial arts hall to practice martial arts in recent years, he also insisted on tempering his muscles and tendons through some internal skills similar to Taoist breathing techniques. He was confident that he would not be at a disadvantage against any martial artist of the same level if he attacked with all his strength.
But the next second, Naixin's confidence was gone.
Because at the moment of the slam with Ye Xiao, his energy defense was broken by Ye Xiao. Ye Xiao's dark energy, like a raging storm, penetrated into his tendons and directly penetrated into his bone marrow.
The pain made Naixin's facial features twisted together, his pupils suddenly widened, and he kept sucking in cold air in his heart.
In more than 50 years of martial arts practice, he had never felt such a strong blow from an opponent of the same level that he could not bear at all.
Naixin even suspected that Ye Xiao was the reincarnation of a powerful god.
Thinking of Ye Xiao's fierce strength and the fact that he used firearms to suppress him at the beginning, Naixin couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
He just wanted to say one thing, is it necessary?
After realizing that he had no chance of winning by fighting hard, Naixin rubbed his toes on the ground and was about to retreat.
But how could Ye Xiao let him have a chance to slip away? Ye Xiao raised his other fist at this time and smashed it straight into Naixin's forehead.
Naixin had no choice but to raise his hand to block, but this block was endless.
Ye Xiao's fists kept swinging alternately, like a mountain cannon "boom!" fired out, and the aggression poured down on Naixin's head like fire.
Naixin felt dazzled, and the fist shadows were heavy, so he simply raised both arms and defended with a "tiger hugging head" posture.
Even the old monk in Angkor Wat, who had a strong ability to resist blows and a body that was almost indestructible, couldn't withstand Ye Xiao's fists. What could Naixin do?
When Ye Xiao threw the fifth punch, Naixin spat out a mouthful of blood with a "Puff!" sound.
If you look closely, you can find that the blood was still wrapped with several of Naixin's teeth.
These teeth were knocked off by Ye Xiao's fists, which shows how much strength Ye Xiao exerted on Naixin.
When he was hit by the eighth punch, Naixin felt that his whole body was no longer able to support him. Then, he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
Without saying a word, Ye Xiao stepped forward and broke Naixin's dantian. The huge pain and the mental blow of having his martial arts abolished made Naixin, the third-ranked elder of Tianwu Sect, faint directly.
At this time, Ye Xiao raised his hand and made a gesture. Almost at the same time, a van parked in the parking lot suddenly started up and stopped in front of Ye Xiao with a "whoosh!".
The door of the van opened, and two men wearing masks jumped down quickly. They threw Naixin into the van in a simple and capable manner..
During the whole process, the three of them didn't say a word, but in the pupils of the two masked men, they all showed infinite admiration.
You have to know that the person they threw into the car like garbage was not just a cat or a dog, but the powerful elder of Tianwumen!
The friend of this boss was so easily abolished, which really made them admire him.
Due to Ye Xiao's special identity and the need for extreme confidentiality of what he did, Alibaba did not reveal Ye Xiao's identity to his subordinates.
It's not that he doesn't trust his subordinates, but that they are all alcoholics in their line of work. If they let it slip after drinking one day, it will bring unnecessary trouble to Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao nodded to the two Alibaba's subordinates, then turned around and quickly left the parking lot.
In fact, the fight here was also seen by the parking lot security guards and some passers-by.
However, the fight between the two was quite bloody, and guns were fired during the fight, so the security guards did not dare to step forward to stop it. They even did not have the courage to speak loudly when watching the fight.
They were really afraid that they would be killed accidentally!
After avoiding the camera, Ye Xiao quickly took off his coat, took off his mask, and threw it into a trash can that was cleaned by a specific person.
After doing all this, he met with Daveka and Tan Lang at the meeting point agreed last night.
The first time the two saw Ye Xiao, they both cast concerned eyes. Ye Xiao just smiled slightly and said that everything was going well.
Tan Lang and Daveka were relieved, but Tan Lang's eyes became anxious again. Nai Xin was also one of the executioners who slaughtered his master. He couldn't wait to deal with the latter.
Not long after the three met, Solo, who squeezed out of the crowd in a panic, also came over.
At this time, Solo's originally neat suit had become wrinkled, like waste newspaper, and his shiny leather shoes were covered with footprints. It was obvious that he had experienced a lot of ups and downs on the way from the auction venue.
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