"Why is this guy so fast?" Peng Yun was completely stunned, his heart tightened, and the machine gun in his hand fell.

"It's over, it's really over now." His consciousness told him that if he was caught by the young man in front of him, he would definitely not end well...

…

Originally, Peng Yun calculated that if he turned the gun head and killed the two "deserters", he would definitely have time to turn the gun head back.

In fact, if he was facing an ordinary mercenary, this method might be okay.

But unfortunately, Chen Hao is not an ordinary mercenary.

When he established the killer organization, he had already practiced the "Xuanyong Yin Yang Technique" and "Xuanzhen Seventy-two Techniques" to the point of perfection. His physical speed and explosive power were several times stronger than ordinary people.

How could a fat man like Peng Yun be able to calculate it?

At this moment——

Chen Hao's legs rose up in the air and got stuck on Peng Yun's right arm in the shape of scissors. As a result, even if Peng Yun held a gun in his hand, he could not move or shoot.

Immediately afterwards, as Chen Hao twisted his legs, a crisp sound sounded from the aisle.

Click!!!

What sounded at the same time was Peng Yun's howling like a killing pig!

"Ah!!! It hurts, it hurts so much!!!"

If my arm is dislocated or my hand is broken, will it not hurt?

However, his pain had nothing to do with Chen Hao.

"Okay, old guy, stop pretending." Chen Hao looked at Peng Yun with disdain and sneered: "It's just a dislocation, it won't kill anyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Hao pulled Peng Yun's collar like a chicken and took him into the box.

As for what will happen next, is there any need to think about it?
Chapter completed!