"Where is this place? Who are you?"

Just one step is like stepping out of time and space and changing the years.

This room with a large number of people looked familiar in dressing, just like the so-called men and women in the upper class outside, wearing jackets and cheongsams, which made them feel like the old and young people in the previous dynasty.

However, it is not surprising. After all, some people dress like this since they were born, and it is difficult to change their personal habits.

However, Yan Shuangying couldn't understand the dress of the other two young men.

He had never seen such a weird outfit, especially today, perhaps for the convenience of work, he wore a tight leather jacket, which made her beautiful figure look extremely attractive.

Of course, Yan Shuangying was not attracted by Qi Meng's figure. Although such a woman is indeed different from many women he has seen. Her unique style makes people shine.

But what made his eyes even more lit up was the outfit Qi Meng, which was so suitable for people like them.

For a long time, traditional Chinese clothing has always emphasized elegance. As the saying goes, the beauty of the costumes is called Hua, and the etiquette is called Xia. Even if there are special night clothes, to be honest, it is no longer suitable for the Republic of China, which has entered a modernization.

Neither the style nor the rhythm can keep up with this era, so he, who is not a traditional person, always feels like he is restrained.

After all, he not only relies on his fist and foot skills to kill the enemy. What makes Yan Shuangying the most frightening is his marksmanship, but the clothing used by most people in the martial arts world is not suitable for carrying too many modern weapons.

"Half-human and half-ghost, magic gun first!"

"I didn't expect that it was the great hero Yan from Kanto who came, so I didn't respect him!"

Hong Yun stood up, walked to Yan Shuangying, and bowed.

After the flames burned the gates of the heavens in Uncle Jiu's world, not long after, the spiritual mist condensed again.

This time, the spiritual mist condensed a new gate, and Hong Yun instantly sensed some simple pictures of another world.

Although I don’t know the specific time of the other side, after Hong Yun passed the slightly exaggerated decorative style in his mind, he roughly understood which style this is.

Because the style of the architectural structure concession is too obvious, and the interior decoration is too modern, except for the scene of the Lone Island Flying Eagle, which is known as the extra chapter of Yanshuangying, he can't think of any other film.

It was just that Hong Yun couldn't understand something. In the room opposite, he saw those decorations that were claimed to be black technology, as well as the "remote control door" that was temporarily attached to the Gate of Heavens.

But he hadn't seen any of Yan Shuangying's standard leather coats and those black technology things like four-wheel drive karts, which made him feel a little disappointed.

I don’t know where Yan Shuangying hid all those things. He really wanted to know where Yan Shuangying made these black technology things. Could it be that he studied them himself?

"Who are you? How do you know my name? Could it be that you are from the Special High School?"

Hearing Hong Yun's words, Yan Shuangying's eyebrows instantly stood up.

I didn't see how he made it, and the next second I saw a gun aiming at Hong Yun's forehead.

"Don't move, put down your weapons!"

Ye Wen and others were all shocked by Yan Shuangying's actions. Just when they were about to speak, they found a red figure flashing. At this moment, Qi Meng actually had a hand and a pocket weapon appeared in the palm of her hand.

Although it looks very small, its power is definitely not small at all. It is even much stronger than the Mauser in Yan Shuangying's hand.

After all, this is a technology that has surpassed decades, and it was a weapon that Hong Guang specially found someone to customize in order to win people's hearts.

"Hmph, I hate others pointing guns at my head the most, even if she is a woman!"

Yan Shuangying spoke, and a trace of murderous intent began to flash in her eyes.

"Is that so? What are you going to do?"

When I encountered this threat for the first time, Qi Meng felt a little fresh.

Although she now knows that those who can come here through that door are all talented people with unique skills, Qi Meng definitely doesn't think she is worse than others in terms of marksmanship.

"It seems that you are not a smart person."

"Let me do this, I'll make a bet with you, I'll bet that there are no bullets in your gun..."

Yan Shuangying looked confident and even put the gun in his hand back into his clothes.

Seeing his appearance, Qi Meng even found it a little funny.

The person in front of him is too confident. Who do he think he is?

Even the top special forces king in this world dare not be so careless in front of her. Do you really think that the professional training she received since childhood is a fancy move?

"Oh, is that? I really want to give it a try."

Qi Meng said, her lips raised slightly, revealing a smile.

"Qi Meng, put down your gun first. Yan Shuangying and us are not enemies, so there is no need to be so tense."

After Hong Yun finished speaking, he looked at Yan Shuangying again: "Sir Yan, you used to say that others were not calm, but today, you seem to have lost your previous calm."

"Your style is not good for Qimeng. You don't seem to see through what kind of person she is."

Speaking of this, Hong Yun walked and came to Qimeng.

"Oh, is that? I want to hear what you have."

Yan Shuangying was relieved when she saw Qi Meng put down her gun. She took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, lit one for herself, took a sip, and looked at Hong Yun with a smile.

"You always seem to suffer some losses in women, whether it is Li Hui, Da Lian or Xiao Ling, maybe it is because of the era and environment you are in that you are involuntarily deep in your heart and will always underestimate women."

As soon as Hong Yun said this, the cigarette in Yan Shuangying almost fell off.

His eyes suddenly sterned and he stared at Hong Yun.

"How do you know these things, who are you?"

Although two years have passed, Yan Shuangying is still unforgettable.

"Look, this is a difficult situation in your heart. You still can't overcome this hurdle. As long as someone mentions it, you will lose your mind."

Seeing Yan Shuangying take out his weapon again, Hong Yun still didn't look worried at all, as if Yan Shuangying was not a real weapon, but a toy.

"Is that true? No matter who you are, why are you pretending to be a ghost here..."

"Brother, you are wrong. Hong Daxian never pretends to be a god. He is really a god."

Before Yan Shuangying finished speaking, Ye Wen, who was standing beside him, interrupted, as if worried that Yan Shuangying would really anger Hong Yun. He still remembered the scene of the five thunders hitting the zombies that day.

"Really a god? Haha, you really can joke. I really think that you can fool me by using some tricks?"

"If you are really a god, would you dare to let me shoot?"

Yan Shuangying seemed to be amused by Ip Man's words at this time. She pointed at Hong Yun with a muzzle, smiled slightly, and pointed up and down, indicating whether Hong Yun dared to agree.

"Okay, you can try it!"

"You're teasing me? Do you really think my gun is not as fast as yours?"

Seeing that Hong Yun was not afraid, he instead put on a boxing posture, as if he wanted to fight with him.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Yan Shuangying would have wanted to laugh.

"I'm very responsible to tell you that if you go beyond seven steps, the gun is fast, and within seven steps, the punch is fast!"

puff...

Before he finished speaking, Hong Yun turned into a phantom and disappeared in front of Yan Shuangying.
Chapter completed!