Chapter 281 Block the bullet with the body!
There is a description of an extremely mysterious realm of sword practice in martial arts novels. Beginners in sword practice start with the sharpness of a sharp sword, then the simplicity of a heavy sword, and then the various changes of a soft sword, until they reach the highest realm where there is a sword in their heart but no sword in their hand, and grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all serve as swords.
Chen Jue’s current level of practice is actually no different from the highest level of swordsmanship described in martial arts novels.
Whether it is a toothpick, a stone, or a grain of rice, it can become a deadly weapon in his hands.
As the black-clad leader was blown in the head by Chen Jue's toothpick, the entire warehouse fell into an extremely strange silence.
The bald man saw this and his eyes bulged like light bulbs. He screamed in a weird voice, "Baga! Kill... Kill him!"
His finger subconsciously pulled the trigger at the first moment, and the bullet flew out of the gun. A flash of gunpowder lit up in the originally dim warehouse, followed by a bang of a gunshot.
What the bald guy didn't expect was that the young man opposite him, who was wearing slippers and looked nonchalant, actually grinned at him and caught the flying bullet between his two fingers like an afterimage.
The rest of the men hiding in the dark corners of the warehouse, after seeing their boss opening fire, also pulled the trigger. Dozens of rifles, rifles, and pistols fired at the same time, aiming at Chen Jue.
There was a burst of gunfire all of a sudden, and the flickering flames from the muzzles illuminated the entire warehouse in a very short time!
What these gangsters didn't expect was that the man in funny business attire standing in the hail of bullets didn't dodge or evade, and was hit by the whole volley of bullets.
Moreover, when the bullets landed on him, it was as if they hit high-strength steel plates, constantly emitting dazzling sparks, without even the slightest sign of holes or bleeding.
When all the bullets in everyone's hands were used up and the gun barrels were smoking and turning red and hot, the young man who had taken so many bullets actually smiled at them, showing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.
This laugh was like the sound of the devil. Not only did it make the gangsters in the warehouse feel a chill on their backs, but even the bald guy standing not far opposite Chen Jue felt his scalp tingling and his brain seemed to be boiling!
"Ghost...it's a ghost! He is not a human!" Cold sweat broke out on the bald guy's forehead and his legs went weak. The self-confidence and world view that he had built up after decades in the underworld seemed to collapse at this moment.
Chen Jue played with the bullet in his hand and felt the touch of the guns hitting him. It felt like he encountered a summer rainstorm before he started practicing. He didn't have an umbrella and the big raindrops hit his face, which was a little painful.
"As expected of the full-level Red Dust Golden Body Skill, it seems these low-end firearms can no longer do any harm to me." Chen Jue secretly sighed, his ears pricked up, and when he heard someone changing magazines in the darkness of the warehouse, he stretched out his hand and flicked the bullet in his hand into the darkness like playing with marbles when he was a child.
With a "whoosh", the thug hiding in the dark was shot through the neck. He whimpered a few times in his throat and spat out a few mouthfuls of hot blood, then fell from the high platform above and fell heavily to the ground.
This sudden counterattack startled all the gangsters in the warehouse. The bald guy also came to his senses suddenly, yelled twice, and retreated while changing the magazine.
Immediately afterwards, a second round of intensive gunfire was heard in the warehouse, but this time Chen Jue did not stand there to take the bullets!
He shook his suit, which was torn into a sieve-like pattern with holes, and cursed, "It never ends!" Then he stomped his foot on the ground, and the whole warehouse shook violently as if there was an earthquake of magnitude 5 or 6.
The concrete floor where he stepped on suddenly cracked, and all the bullet heads scattered on the ground were bounced back from the ground, surrounding Chen Jue like raindrops.
At the moment when these bullets flew into the air, a shield-shaped energy force like a bronze bell swung out of Chen Jue's body. This was the killer move of Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt [Dragon Yin Four Seas].
As this killing move was performed, the bullets flying in the air around his body received a powerful boost. Their kinetic energy was faster than when they were just fired from the barrel of the gun. With a whoosh, they swept in all directions in the warehouse.
The sound of bullets shooting into flesh and blood bodies rang out in succession, and groans and screams could be heard one after another in the warehouse.
Dozens of gangsters, including the bald guy, were all shot to pieces by this wave of scattered bullets. Only a few gunmen hiding in the dark were lucky enough to avoid fatal injuries.
However, after this wave of gunfire, these gunmen had basically lost their resistance, and the originally dense gunfire in the warehouse stopped instantly.
"Damn it! Change clothes again!" Chen Jue sensed the breath of living people in the warehouse, tore off his suit that had been torn into rags, and then kicked off his slippers and walked towards the few gunmen who were still breathing in the dark.
He grabbed them by the collar and threw them around. After a few thuds, he threw them into the middle of the warehouse like torn sacks.
After being thrown down so hard, several of the guys who had already been shot died instantly, and only two Japanese soldiers were still breathing.
However, hearing them groaning , it was estimated that their internal organs had been broken and they were bleeding extensively, so they wouldn't live long.
Chen Jue walked slowly to the two survivors and squatted down. He reached out and patted one of the gunmen on the face, and asked in the broken Japanese he had just learned: "Tell me, who are you? What are you trading here?"
“Ahem… Don’t kill me… We are from the Matsuba Society… I am just a small figure… I don’t know the content of the deal…” The gunman spat out blood foam from his mouth and looked at the young man squatting beside him with fear in his eyes. He felt that the smiling young man in front of him was just like those ghosts with super powers in the comics.
"Don't know what the deal is?"
"Then you are useless!" Chen Jue clicked his tongue a few times, and stretched out a finger helplessly to touch the forehead of this popular man. The dark power from his fingertips penetrated into the opponent's brain.
It was just that Chen Jue hadn't used hidden power to hit anyone for a long time, and he couldn't control his strength all of a sudden. In addition, his physical fitness increased after his trip to the second home, so his hidden power this time was not as simple as the initial force that sprayed out two inches like a steel needle.
Instead, it was like firing a large-caliber Barrett sniper rifle. With a puff, it directly smashed the gunman's head into pieces, and red and yellow splashed all over the ground, and some of it sprayed on the face of the gunman lying next to him.
When the gunman saw the miserable state of his accomplice, his mind went blank and his lips trembled: "I... I know the content of the transaction... It's in the car... It's all in the car... Don't kill me!"
