The moment the bullet penetrated the left lung, time seemed to freeze. Feng Yuxiu did not fall down, but showed a detached smile, which was a kind of calmness when facing death after pursuing the ultimate martial arts. He staggered and leaned against a rusty container. The beam of the police flashlight penetrated the night and shone on his blood-stained face. The smile was distorted in the beam and glowed with a strange blue light.
"A gun is nothing more than that." He murmured in a low voice, "Bang!" The gunshot rang out again. This time, Feng Yuxiu's body slowly fell down. There was no light in his eyes, and there was only deathly silence.
The fist opens the mountain and swallows the rainbow,
Qi penetrates Zhou Tian's will and transforms into a dragon.
The moves are like the wonderful truth of thunder and ginseng,
The mind travels without boundaries and breaks through the void.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
