Strongest Guard

While Lao Xie and Lao Xie were fawning over each other, Yang Xiao's voice suddenly came from the still thick smoke.    

    

The result of being overjoyed was not too good at all.    

    

The two of them had a deep impression of each other now.    

    

If they weren't too pleased with themselves, how could they have forgotten that there was still another great devil, one that required all of their nerves to be taut, and that they could not let the gun head down?    

    

Even though their fingers were still on the trigger, with their skill, they could still shoot within 0.01 seconds.    

    

However, in these 0.01 seconds, Yang Xiao, who had already reached a few meters in front of them under the cover of the smoke, could use thunderous means to kill at least one of them before they were hit.    

    

This wasn't a blow to her, but a fact.    

    

When a person was in a deathbed struggle, the lethality that erupted was astonishing.    

    

This was what a dog meant when he was anxious to jump over a wall.    

    

The two of them had been brothers for many years, and they had a tacit understanding with each other. They also had assault rifles in their hands, which was an unbeatable legend that had shocked the world more than twenty years ago.    

    

As for Yang Xiao, he could be considered an outsider.    

    

Even Hu Mietang, who was extremely proud, admitted that he was no match for her. That way, it would be enough for anyone to be careful when facing her.    

    

Therefore, it was still unknown who would be the victor of a fight between three people who each held a position of power.    

    

And what was certain was that the three of them would not engage in a melee battle for more than ten seconds.    

    

After all, the speed of a bullet's exit was over 300 meters per second.    

    

As Yang Xiao finished his sentence, time seemed to stop.    

    

However, the three of them tensed their nerves to the extreme, and their heartbeats also sped up, as if they were beating a drum, almost jumping out of their chests.    

    

Only the smoke that permeated the cave entrance was slowly dispersing with the night wind.    

    

In Lao Xie's eyes, the white robed Yang Xiao became clearer and clearer.    

    

Everyone should be clear about the fatal effect of the tear gas bomb on a person. It was not fatal, but it would definitely make them lose their ability to move. They could only cover their mouth with their hands, curl up on the ground and cough.    

    

Yang Xiao wasn't like that.    

    

It was as if the smoke from the gas tear gas was nothing but the white mist in the forest. Other than creating an atmosphere that made her feel as if she was standing in a fairyland, it had no effect.    

    

Jinghong Ming's eyes turned slightly as he looked at Yang Xiao's right hand.    

    

In Yang Xiao's right hand, he held a rock the size of a child's fist.    

    

triangular.    

    

Every corner of the stone could easily smash a person's head.    

    

Jinghong Ming's gaze slowly fell on her legs again.    

    

Yang Xiao stood there casually. There was nothing strange about him.    

    

But in the eyes of a killer expert like Jinghong Ming, he could tell from the slightly bent knee of her right leg and the tiny step forward from her left foot that she was in a situation where she could explode at any time.    

    

If she suddenly exploded, the stone in her right hand would smash towards Xie Qingshang at a speed even faster than a bullet leaving the barrel.    

    

The moment the rock was thrown, she would turn into a phantom and pounce towards Jinghong Ming.    

    

If Lao Xie wanted to avoid getting hit by a rock, he would have to take steps to avoid it.    

    

When he dodged, his sixth sense of danger would motivate him to focus all of his attention on avoiding the danger. He wouldn't be able to distract himself from raising his gun and pulling the trigger.    

    

By the time Lao Xie tried his best to avoid the stone, Yang Xiao had already jumped onto Jinghong Ming's body.    

    

Jinghong Ming might still have a chance to shoot — who could guarantee that he would be able to kill Yang Xiao in a panic?    

    

If he couldn't kill Yang Xiao in one shot, then he would be the one to die.    

    

Even the widely accepted Unrivaled Expert Hu Mietang said that he was no match for Yang Xiao. What reason could Jinghong Ming, who had been plagued by worldly matters all these years, have to avoid her fatal blow?    

    

Would Xie Qingshang still have a chance to shoot if things got to that point?    

    

No.    

    

This was because they were too close to each other and it was a close combat. Even if Jinghong Ming had the chance to fire, he would still be afraid.    

    

In this way, after Xie Qingshang lost the advantage of guns, would he still have the confidence to destroy Yang Xiao?    

    

Still nothing.    

    

Of course, Xie Qingshang might really be able to get rid of Yang Xiao by risking both his life and his death.    

    

In that secret file of Red One, all the previous generations of King Xuanyuan had an inseparable relationship with the Chinese Dragonpulse.    

    

Unless Lao Xie and the other two didn't believe the legend of the National Aura Dragonpulse.    

    

But could they, or dared not to?    

    

If they could, if they dared, that old man from twenty years ago would not have brought them to Beijing.    

    

Moreover, the four of them wouldn't have sacrificed so much in these past few years, secretly making so much preparations.    

    

Therefore, Yang Xiao couldn't die.    

    

Lao Xie and the others did not want to die either!    

    

The three of them stood there in a deadlock for a long time without speaking.    

    

There was no movement at all.    

    

At that moment, even if a frightened mouse ran over while squeaking, it would still be able to trigger a decisive battle.    

    

Sweat slowly rolled down Lao Xie's forehead and flowed into his eyes. It was extremely painful to drown.    

    

He could only stare at Yang Xiao and didn't dare to look at Jinghong Ming.    

    

However, he believed that Jinghong's current situation was not any better than his.    

    

What about Yang Xiao?    

    

However, there was no cold sweat dripping down her forehead. However, she couldn't stop shrinking her pupils, which meant that her tensed nerves didn't dare to relax in the slightest.    

    

No matter how awesome she was, under such circumstances that everyone was wary of her, she wasn't sure if she would win.    

    

The true strength of the two men in front of him had once again sounded the alarm for Yang Xiao, who looked down on everyone.    

    

Under the glory of his name, he was truly a wise man.    

    

If Lao Xie and the others had used their mouths to brag about their reputation of being undefeatable, they would have been killed eighteen times over by now.    

    

A suffocating atmosphere of nervousness enveloped the three of them like a devil.    

    

When cold sweat finally broke out on Yang Xiao's forehead, Lao Xie's left leg was already trembling slightly.    

    

This was the instinctive reaction of his body that was caused by the nerves in his entire body that had been tense for too long, not daring to relax for even a moment.    

    

"Goo, goo, goo!"    

    

A strange cry suddenly came from a tree a dozen meters to their left, breaking the suffocating atmosphere.    

    

Almost at the same time, Jinghong Ming and the other student raised their guns and pulled the trigger.    

    

Just when their assault rifles spat out two dark red tongues of flame, Yang Xiao raised his right hand.    

    

Da, da da!    

    

After two shots, an object fell from the tree over there.    

    

It was an owl.    

    

The owl must have just woken up. Seeing that there were three people standing still, no one dared to move. It couldn't help but be puzzled and used its unique voice to ask them what they were doing.    

    

As it turned out, in a situation like this, it was best to go as far as you could quietly.    

    

If he really couldn't leave, he could just obediently stay on the side and eat the melon seeds.    

    

Don't try to be glib with your words, or you might end up like this sad owl. Just as the eerie laughter faded away, two bullet holes were opened in her chest and her head was smashed by a stone.    

    

The owl's body shook unwillingly a few times before it finally stopped moving.    

    

But its death was heavier than Mount Tai --    

    

Because of its "timely" appearance, the three of them instantly used their killing moves on it.    

    

After the incident, the suffocating nervousness that had been on the scene vanished like smoke in thin air.    

    

Without the killing intent, both sides did not need to worry, the other side would suddenly launch an attack.    

    

"Whew."    

    

Looking at the great owl, Lao Xie let out a long breath. He looked tired and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.    

    

No matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that he was old — no longer the indefatigable April Blood Eagle Xie Qingshang of more than twenty years ago who had been tireless seven times a night.    

    

As for the wuxia novels, the old monks who were able to kill a certain someone under their control were all written by the author.    

    

Because whether a person's body is strong or not has something to do with his spirit, mainly his kidney.    

    

After a human body reaches thirty years of age, it is actually a process of gradual decline from the peak of one's life.    

    

Seventy to eighty old men. If they could be more powerful than seventeen or eighteen young men, that would simply be unscientific …    

    

Compared to Lao Xie, Jinghong Ming's situation was not much better.    

    

It was just because of his personality that he didn't do something like Lao Xie to relax.    

    

However, he could clearly feel that this long confrontation was the most dangerous confrontation he had ever faced in his life.    

    

The amount of stamina they had, along with their mental fortitude, was even greater than when they had annihilated the enemy's ace troop, the Fierce Tiger Company, back in the Southern Yue.    

    

"Do you still want to fight?"    

    

Yang Xiao was the first to speak.    

    

Her situation was much better than Lao Xie's and Liu Yi's.    

    

This was because, on one hand, her kung fu was extremely amazing.    

    

Secondly, she was around 20 years old and was full of energy.    

    

Lao Xie smiled bitterly and asked, "What do you think?"    

    

"I don't think so."    

    

Yang Xiao thought for a moment and said, "If they really fight, I won't be able to get out safely after killing all of you."    

    

Jinghong Ming asked coldly: "Are you sure you can kill both of us?"    

    

"No."    

    

Yang Xiao was straightforward, he shook his head and said, "But I can say that. You can say that too, I have no objection. "    

    

"Uhhh …."    

    

Jinghong Ming was speechless.    

    

With his hands behind his back, Yang Xiao strolled between the two masters as if he was taking a casual stroll. He was not worried that they would suddenly raise their guns.    

    

Because when the owl started to laugh, the three of them reacted in the same way. It proved that none of them wanted to fight anymore.    

    

Simply put, their reaction at that moment was for the three of them to gamble.    

    

He bet that the other party wouldn't take the opportunity to harm him.    

    

Taking advantage of the opponent's killing intent being attracted to the owl, suddenly taking action was the best time to eliminate the opponent.    

    

Fortunately, they had all won the bet.    

    

Neither side was willing to kill the other.    

    

This was also what Yang Xiao was curious about. After walking a few steps, he turned his head and asked: "Just now, why didn't you take the opportunity to kill me? "Don't tell me. You can see that I don't want to kill you."    

    

"You first."    

    

Lao Xie had never been one to suffer a loss, even if he was the one taking the initiative.    

    

"Alright, since you are all uncles, then I'll say it first."    

    

Yang Xiao said after thinking for a while.    

    

Lao Xie blinked his eyes and listened intently.    

    

He wanted to hear what reason this devil would give.    

    

However, Yang Xiao didn't say anything after waiting for more than ten seconds.    

    

Lao Xie felt that he was tricked. He frowned and asked: "Why didn't you say anything?"    

    

"I've already said that."    

    

Yang Xiao asked curiously, "Is there something wrong with your ears?"    

    

"There's something wrong with your ears."    

    

Lao Xie cursed back, "What did you say —"    

    

Just as he said that, he was stunned for a moment. "Yes, there's something wrong with my ears."    

    

On account of the fact that you're all uncles of Lee Nanfang.    

    

This was Yang Xiao's answer.    

    

If it wasn't for Lee Nanfang, Yang Xiao would have taken the opportunity to kill them.