Chapter 236 On-Car Battle_1
“Dammit! The people from the Fla Dragon Organization really have no sha!” The middle-aged man cursed aloud as his figure flickered like a ghost, dodging a barrage of bullets aid at him.
In the Martial World of Yan Country, there was a recognized fact: even a Martial Arts Grandmaster couldn’t withstand the gunfire from automatic and sniper rifles. However, this did not an that when faced with automatic and sniper rifles, a Martial Arts Grandmaster turned into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Although martial artists couldn’t resist firearms head-on, their reaction speed was incomparably keen.
Previously on Yulong Mountain, Xu Fan faced off against a top-tier international assassin, a retired ace sniper from the Delta Force. Even against a top sniping expert, however, they still could not harm Xu Fan.
Firearms could only exert a powerful deterrence against martial artists, but actually hitting a martial artist was very difficult.
After all, firearms are inanimate objects. To harness their power, one needs a person to operate them, and a martial artist only needs to kill the person wielding the gun to make the threat of firearms disappear into nothingness.
No matter how powerful the firearm in hand, if the person using it is just an ordinary person, then the martial artist has many ways to dodge bullets, unless the gun they wield never runs out of ammunition. Otherwise, as long as there is a gap, the martial artist will seize the opportunity to counterattack and kill.
The automatic rifle in Jin Gang’s hand had only thirty rounds of ammunition; under full-automatic fire, the clip ran empty in less than five seconds.
But it was these few seconds of delay that allowed the commander of the Fla Dragon squad, Fei Ying, to successfully grab his Blue Dagger, then agilely jump into the vehicle, avoiding the fate of being blasted to pieces by the middle-aged man.
And as Jin Gang emptied the last bullet from his gun, a brutally violent smile appeared on the middle-aged man’s face.
“Good, you don’t even want the dignity of a martial artist, using a gun against . Today, I will personally crush your gun-wielding hand with my own!”
After speaking, the middle-aged man transford into a gray hurricane, and in an instant, he pounced towards the Humvee.
The Humvee’s speed had already reached over a hundred miles per hour, very fast, but even so, the gray hurricane that the middle-aged man had beco was still catching up to it at an incredible speed.
Jin Gang discarded the empty magazine from his rifle, clumsily scrambling to insert a fresh one. While all mbers of the Fla Dragon Organization received so firearms training, as martial artists, they were innately averse to guns, so, compared to ordinary people who have rely handled guns, their shooting technique was still quite clumsy compared to well-trained soldiers.
No sooner had Jin Gang finished reloading than he felt an abnormal shaking of the vehicle. The driver was Chou Jiukun, a Patron of the Qin Family. His driving skills were as rough as Jin Gang’s marksmanship; he could just drive and nothing more, and this sudden shake almost sent the car into the dian’s greenery.
“Xiao Bai, you take the wheel, Jin Gang, there’s sothing on the roof, get ready to fire!” Fei Ying, seated in the back, commanded weakly.
“Got it!” Xiao Bai and Jin Gang responded in unison.
Jin Gang shrank his body and in an instant, squeezed from the passenger seat to the back seat. Seeing the front seat empty, Chou Jiukun released the steering wheel and swiftly moved to the passenger seat, while Xiao Bai, from the back row, propped his hands on the backrest of the front seat and nimbly leaped into the driver’s seat.
While these dizzying personnel changes sounded complicated, they took less than a second to perform.
The superb physical condition and agility of martial artists were undoubtedly showcased in this mont.
And this was just the beginning.
Once Xiao Bai took over the driving, the vehicle no longer jolted as much, but suddenly, a sound of tal being torn apart ca from above the car.
“Crack!” A sound.
The sturdy roof of the Humvee was forcibly torn open by a hand, which then, without losing montum, reached for Xiao Bai at the driver’s seat.
“Dadadada…” Jin Gang fired his gun at the roof once more.
The middle-aged man on the roof, having nowhere to hide, had no choice but to perform a backbend to leap off, but he didn’t jump off the vehicle. Instead, he fiercely clung to a tal handle at the back, being pulled along the street by the Humvee like a skillful kite.
“He’s still not gone, he’s now clinging to the back of the car!” Fei Ying, with his eyes closed, sensed for a mont and then said to Jin Gang.
“What should we do, boss!” Jin Gang picked up the automatic rifle, asking with a bit of hesitation.
He also couldn’t determine the opponent’s position and didn’t want to waste bullets for nothing, but if they allowed the Martial Arts Grandmaster to hang onto the vehicle, the four of them would definitely be taken out by this Grandmaster.
The power of a Martial Arts Grandmaster simply wasn’t sothing that a Martial Artist of the Qi Drawing Realm could contend with.
Fei Ying had only taken one punch from the middle-aged man and was already seriously injured, and the three of them were far less capable than Fei Ying.
“I’ve already contacted Zhonghai City’s War Wolf special forces squad; they’re on their way. With dozens of guns, I’d like to see how he’ll dodge them! You, guard the roof, and the mont you see him move, open fire imdiately!” Fei Ying said weakly to Jin Gang.
“Got it!” Jin Gang, holding the automatic rifle, kept a vigilant watch on the roof.
Suddenly, the rear window glass shattered into countless pieces with a “smash,” and the enormous air pressure rushed into the car instantly, leaving everyone inside montarily stunned.
Seizing the opportunity, the middle-aged man flashed into the vehicle through the broken window. As soon as he got inside, Fei Ying swung his Blue Dagger fiercely at the man.
The space inside the Humvee was spacious enough to sit comfortably, but it was very cramped for a fight.
Seeing the middle-aged man and Fei Ying already tangled up, Jin Gang didn’t dare to fire. In such a confined space, firing indiscriminately could hit the wrong target.
“Overlord Fist!” Chou Jiukun, seated in the back, shouted and aid a punch at the middle-aged man. The rear was too cramped, and this Grandmaster’s threat to them was too great.
“Child’s play!” The middle-aged man responded with a punch of his own. His punch was slow, but his Qi Force could be projected externally; before the punch even landed, the forceful Qi in his fist erupted outward. Chou Jiukun, sitting by the window, simply couldn’t withstand the powerful punch, and along with the rear car door, was blown away by the man’s formidable strike.
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