Chapter 826

Chu Tian pulled Wen Jing toward the car, his steps calmly and steadily.

The mafia members gathered next to Roosevelt and lowered their voices, "Do you want to kill him?"

Roosevelt looked at their departure backs, shook his head and sighed, "No! He dared to swagger in the street, which means he must have some reliance. Maybe when you point a gun behind him, you don't know where you can also aim your head. Let's talk about it tomorrow night!"

The mafia members were slightly shocked and couldn't stop looking around.

Just as Chu Tian opened the car door and let Wen Jing enter, a car drove away from fifty meters away. The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was particularly harsh. The natural alertness made Chu Tian turn his head and look at it. The window quickly opened, and two black silencer barrels stretched out from it, facing him and Wen Jing.

Chu Tian's eyelids jumped slightly, and he reached out to push Wen Jing into the bulletproof car, then pounced on the spot to avoid the enemy's lock. His body just touched the ground and fluttered! A slight gunshot sounded, and two bullet marks were added to the body of the car instantly, and the breath of gunpowder spread. Fortunately, it did not hurt Chu Tian and Wen Jing who reacted in time.

Roosevelt, not far away, gathered his eyes and pulled out his gun with his backhand to be on guard.

When the enemy was stunned, Chu Tian had already rolled into the bottom of the car. Although the killers did not hit the target, they still shot Wen Jing in the car several times, obviously to vent their anger. After exhaling a few breaths, Chu Tian rolled out of the bottom of the car again. If he did not counterattack, it might have harmed Wen Jing.

The bullet fell from the bulletproof body. Chu Tian caught some hot bullets with his backhand. When the car stopped abruptly and locked himself again, he first shot out two bullets with great force. Only two muffled groans were heard, and the silencer barrel also fell back to the car. It was obvious that the bullet hit the person who shot the gun on the shoulder.

Chu Tian did not give the killers a chance to breathe, and he jumped up two or three meters with his right hand, pounced on the roof of the enemy's car like a leopard. Then he knelt down violently with his right knee. The roof of the enemy's car was actually cracked into pieces by him. The driving person was pressed vertically by the sharp iron piece and screamed and died on the spot.

Roosevelt's eyelids moved slightly and took a deep breath.

The man in the passenger seat was about to open the car door, when Chu Tian's hand had already pinched his neck, pulled it upwards and hit the crack, and the crack sounded. The man's neck drooped like noodles, and there was no chance of life anymore. He never dreamed that Chu Tian's move was so fast and fierce.

There were four killers in the car, and the remaining two took advantage of the opportunity to push the door and run away. Although they still held a silencer in their left hand, all their courage and calmness were drained by Chu Tian. They couldn't remember that they had the opportunity to fight back. They had been in the world for so long, and had never seen such a life-threatening but fierce master?

The guy on the left came out first. Before he could be happy, Chu Tian's straight right leg slammed down heavily, like a collapsed Mount Tai, knocking his head extremely rapidly and pounced on him! The sound of the cracked skull was extremely harsh. He died before he could even scream. Only the blood flowing from the top of his brain declared that he was finished.

Chu Tian retracted his right leg and looked at the last enemy who was snatching the door.

With his left foot, he pressed his strength to the broken roof of the car. Chu Tian rushed towards the guy who thought he had successfully escaped. In just two or three seconds, he landed on the guy's shoulder. When he was terrified and wanted to raise the gun, his legs clamped his head and twisted it suddenly, spinning 180 degrees.

The guy's neck was as soft as noodles, and his last consciousness was to see his back.

Sticky blood drips on the cold streets.

Roosevelt felt sweat in his palms, and he couldn't help but reestimate Chu Tian's strength. The superb skills in front of him alone were not something that ordinary people could deal with. No wonder the Red Ridge organization could not kill him even if it died. This kid was indeed a fabulous figure, and he couldn't help but consider tomorrow's negotiations.

Which one is more cost-effective, both war?

Chu Tianfeng clapped his hands lightly and glanced at the black people on the ground. Without checking, he knew that they were members of the Poison Wolf Gang. These guys really wanted to die. At this time, Tian Yangsheng's words came from his ears, informing the two snipers on the outside that had been solved and confessed to being members of the Poison Wolf Gang before he died.

Seeing that the surroundings became quiet, Wen Jing hurriedly opened the car door and ran to Chu Tian, ​​checking with great care whether he was injured. Seeing her anxious expression, Chu Tian spoke to comfort her, and also marveled at the calmness of the little girl. If it were other women, they would have been frightened, so how could they still have the strength to care about themselves?

Seeing that Chu Tian was fine, Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief. Then she remembered Roosevelt's meaningful words, and couldn't help but feel suspicious and shouted with impulse: "Roosevelt, did you send someone to do it?"

Roosevelt shrugged without answering.

Chu Tian smiled slightly, patted Wen Jing on the shoulder and said, "It's not Mr. Roosevelt's masterpiece. This little trick is not even his eye. If he wants to kill me, it will definitely be a scammer. How could he send such a inferior killer? Besides, Mr. Roosevelt is a member of parliament, so how could he kill people?"

Roosevelt raised a smile on his lips and responded across the street: "Yes, how could I kill someone? I just had a kind suggestion, but I didn't expect it to be fulfilled so soon. Fortunately, Chu Tian, ​​you understand the righteousness, otherwise I would be wrongly accused of death by Wen Jing. However, Rome is really not peaceful, so you should not wander around."

Chu Tian's eyes were like burning flames, showing a fearless slap. He looked back at Roosevelt without showing any weakness: "In my world, there is no place I dare not go, nor a place that can kill my life. Mr. Luo, don't worry, I will soon make Rome peace, my peace!"

Roosevelt's mouth twitched and responded lightly: "Good luck!"

After sending Wen Jing home, Chu Tian regained his resolute and cold face in the car. He stared at the snowflakes falling in the sky, the pieces were the size of goose feathers. They fell silently on the ground, covering up the ugliness and beauty. The scenery in his sight gradually became vast and clean and bright.

Maybe this is a good weather! A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Chu Tian's mouth.

The night is full of snow and snowflakes are everywhere.

Chu Tian stood on the rooftop in the wind and snow, with white clothes fluttering and long body standing tall.

He held a wooden branch as thick as a child's arms and wrote on the ground piled up with snowflakes. Each word was clearly visible when it fell into snow. Moreover, what he wrote was not ordinary words, but the Taoist scripture "Nanhua Sutra". When the last word and the last stroke were written, it was still sincere and the brushwork was not messy at all.

There was only the sound of snowflakes slapping the ground in the sky, but it made the world even more quiet. The hustle and disturbance in the world seemed to have not entered the rooftop for a long time. When the "South China Sutra" came to an end, Chu Tian waved his hand and the thick and strong wood branches pierced into the snow, sweating profusely, his arms were sore, but he stared at his masterpiece with great joy.

The snowflakes as big as fallen leaves are drifting, but they cannot bury the words in an instant. Although Hideko Hattori did not understand the meaning of the "Nanhua Sutra", she saw that this boy wrote the dragon and the phoenix danced with spirit, and more importantly, the snow was so strong that she could not help but pat her hands and cheer. Although this boy was hateful, he was also talented.

Chu Tian reached out and picked up two cold and bone-black snowflakes, put them under his nose and sniffed them gently.

Hattori Hideko was a little puzzled. What does the falling snowflakes smell like?

Chu Tian seemed to see her question and chuckled softly: "Didn't you really see the breath contained in snowflakes?"

Hattori Hideko shook her head honestly, her beautiful eyes flashing with confusion.

Chu Tian held the snowflake in his palm and replied with a knife's eyes: "It's cold enough!"

When Hattori Hideko tilted her head and thought hard, Nie Wuming had already come over and said with a smile: "The Southern Hua Sutra is Zhuangzi's immortal work. Zhuangzi said that he had three swords, killed one person with ten steps, and did not leave a thousand miles away. It was full of murderous aura; the snow in the past half day had cooled for more than ten degrees, which was cold and harsh!"

Speaking of this, Nie Wuming's finishing touch said: "And Filipinos are the most afraid of the cold!"

Hattori Hideko's eyes lit up and she said with a flash of heat: "Do you want to attack the Poison Wolf tonight?"
Chapter completed!