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Chapter 214 The humiliated Ning Wujun

Seeing Ning Wujun take out a pistol, the atmosphere around him suddenly became even more serious, and many people didn't dare to breathe.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the kung fu that Chen Qingyang had used before might be very shocking, and it can even be described as horror, but its deterrence is still not as good as a pistol.

Once the bullet is out of the cavity, it will be dead.

Looking at the specially made desert eagle in Ning Wujun's hand, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but frown.

Even if this desert eagle can penetrate the body of a martial artist, it is still not a big threat to Chen Qingyang. After all, with his speed, Ning Wujun could not shoot him.

However, there were Qiao Xiaoyao and others behind Chen Qingyang who had no time to do anything, so he could not put them in danger.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to take action to snatch Ning Wujun's gun, Zhao Zushan's voice sounded again.

"I have one too, why don't we compare who can shoot faster?" Zhao Zushan jokingly, and then he had a black pistol in his hand like a magic trick.

Unlike the desert eagle in Ning Wujun's hand, the gun in Zhao Zushan's hand is black and has a strange shape, with dense patterns on it. When you look closely, it looks like a lifelike divine dragon.

When he saw the black pistol in Zhao Zushan's hand, Chen Qingyang's expression was slightly stunned. It was obvious that he knew the gun.

The Dragon Tooth Spear is a pistol dedicated to the top special forces in China - the Dragon Special Forces. It is not only a symbol of status, but also a Dragon Tooth Spear is also a gun that dominates the power of life and death.

As long as you meet a vicious person, you don’t need to report it and you can kill it on the spot. This is a privilege that no special forces in the military region cannot enjoy.

In ancient times, the dragon tooth gun was equivalent to the Shangfang sword!

Chen Qingyang had heard Nangong Liang say that the captain of the Shenlong Special Forces intends to recruit Zhao Zushan to join the team. It seems that he has become a member of the Shenlong Special Forces.

In addition to Chen Qingyang, there was another person present who knew this dragon tooth gun, that is Ning Wujun.

When he saw the dragon-tooth gun in Zhao Zushan's hand, Ning Wujun's body trembled violently, and his hands holding the gun couldn't help but tremble.

"Dragon Tooth Spear?" Ning Wujun asked with his muscles trembling on his face.

The Dragon Tooth Spear is the exclusive logo of the Dragon Special Forces Team, and it is also the pistol that all special forces have always dreamed of. Ning Wujun is no exception. His volunteer since childhood was to join the Dragon Special Forces Team and have a Dragon Tooth Spear.

But now, this dragon-tooth gun, which represents the strongest special forces identity, actually appeared in the hand of the man in front of him, and pointed at his head.

The man in front of him actually came from the Shenlong Special Forces Team, and Ning Wujun suddenly felt a little dazed.

"You are aware of the goods. Why don't we compare and see if your Desert Eagle is faster or my Dragon Tooth Gun is stronger?" Zhao Zushan said provocatively at Ning Wujun.

Ning Wujun's body trembled violently!

Not to mention that the Desert Eagle is far less powerful than the Dragon Tooth Spear, even if it is stronger, he would not dare to fire this shot at Zhao Zushan.

If Zhao Zushan died under his own gun, if the Shenlong Special Forces Team pursued him, even his grandfather who held the power would be unable to protect him.

Just by leveraging Ning Wujun's courage, he didn't dare to fire this shot.

Unless Zhao Zushan really wants to fight him.

"Why, I dare not say anything? Wasn't you very arrogant just now?" Zhao Zushan shouted.

Ning Wujun stared at her eyes and said nothing, and cold sweat began to appear on her face.

"The captain of the Langya Special Forces Team, is this kind of ability? Put down my gun!" Zhao Zushan shouted coldly.

Ning Wujun had never suffered such humiliation, his teeth creaked. He wanted to fight Zhao Zushan desperately, but reason told him that once he dared to fire this shot, it would definitely be a situation that would last forever and would take his future and even his life.

Not worth it!

"I told you to put down the gun, don't you understand?" Zhao Zushan took a step forward and directly pressed Ning Wujun's head with the dragon-tooth gun. The powerful aura on his body was released without reservation, causing Ning Wujun's body to tremble again.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Ning Wujun is undoubtedly a martial artist in the early stage of Huajin at the age of thirty.

But this young man who is obviously not as old as him is actually stronger than him. This momentum alone is enough to crush him!

Ning Wujun's hand holding the gun trembled again, and finally had to let it go in humiliation.

He is not qualified to fight Zhao Zushan head-on.

"waste!"

"Bang!"

Zhao Zushan kicked Ning Wujun hard in the abdomen and kicked him three or four meters away.

This kick was the price Ning Wujun paid for offending Chen Qingyang. If it weren't for the sake of his being a soldier, Zhao Zushan would have killed him with one shot.

Ning Wujun curled up and lay on the ground, with blue veins swelling on his face in pain, but he didn't say a word, and the anger in his eyes was hard to contain.

But he has not lost his mind yet, and even if his teeth are broken, he has to swallow them alive.

Ren Jian stood there, his body trembling. He never expected that the arrogant cousin in the military region would be beaten and didn't dare to say anything.

At this moment, he dared not be angry with Chen Qingyang in his heart. He now only prayed that Chen Qingyang would not cause trouble for him.

"Brother Yang, don't let go of the fun of such a little person. Let's go find a place to drink. I haven't drunk for several years. I must drink it tonight." Zhao Zushan said with a hearty voice.

Chen Qingyang glanced at Ren Jian, and Ren Jian's face changed drastically. He quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at his gaze.

If Chen Qingyang did not abandon Ren Jian, he would have to pay a heavy price. However, he was in a good mood at this moment and was too lazy to pay attention to such a clown.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to call everyone to leave together, a group of middle-aged people in suits and leather collars suddenly walked over from the crowd.

"Ren Jian, what are you doing here?" The middle-aged man in the lead asked with a cold face. When he saw Ning Wujun lying on the ground, his face was extremely gloomy.

"dad?"

When he saw the middle-aged man appear, Ren Jian's terrified expression was slightly surprised. The person who came was his father, Ren Hongguang, the CEO of Huaxia Energy Group.

Ren Hongguang and several business friends were having dinner at this hotel tonight. When they were about to go out, they happened to encounter this scene.

"Who did it?" Ren Hongguang asked coldly, glanced at the surroundings with a cold look, and finally stopped on Chen Qingyang and the others, and his heart was slightly shocked.

He could see that the temperament and aura of the young people in front of him showed their extraordinary background.

"Dad, he is the one who hit me last time. This time, even his cousin fell into his hands." Ren Jian pointed at Chen Qingyang and said viciously.
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