w "What if we want to give it a try?" Hong Haijun's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Please do as you wish."

Xiang Tianliang is smiling, as if he is not facing danger.

The reading room suddenly became tense.

Their eight eyes faced each other, and they were extremely alert.

Under the desk, Xiang Tianliang quietly took back his right foot that was placed on Zhou Biyang's instep.

The eight hands of the four people were all placed on the desk, and no one dared to move.

Because at this moment, the hand has become the most important symbol. Even the slightest movement will be regarded by the opponent as the beginning of the attack.

The four faces have different expressions. Xiang Tianliang is calm, Zheng Mingtao is indifferent, Hong Haijun is solemn, and Zhou Biyang is nervous.

The same thing is that the four people are all fully armed and wearing camouflage uniforms, showing murderous intent and full of murderous intentions.

However, at this time, the advantages and disadvantages are also clear at a glance.

Xiang Tianliang is the tallest, nearly 1.80 meters tall. He is sitting at the desk. He has two guns stuck in his waist. The handles of the guns are higher than the table. This is his advantage. When he bends his arms, he rotates in a straight line and can draw the guns at a high speed. Much faster.

The old wolf Zheng Mingtao is the most advantageous. Although he is short, less than 1.68 meters tall, his two guns are hidden in his arms. With his hands on the desk, his two gun handles are exposed. When he bends his forearms, It's within easy reach, and it's so cheap.

Hong Haijun was not at a loss either. Although he was only 1.73 meters tall, he was sitting in front of the desk. The pistol at his waist was lower than the table. His movements like pulling the gun must be while bending his arms and tilting them downwards. , the speed must be affected, but he is quite scheming, and the distance he sits is larger than the other three. In this way, he can reach out to draw the gun in a larger range, but with less obstacles, the speed can be accelerated. few.

The one who suffered the most was Zhou Biyang. He was about the same height as Hong Haijun, 1.75 meters. However, he sat too close to the desk, less than 20 centimeters away. When he pulled the gun, he bent his arm so that he was at the edge of the desk. Turning downward, this turn will definitely affect the speed greatly.

The situation is clear, three guns against three guns, Xiang Tianliang and Zheng Mingtao both have two guns, while Zhou Biyang and Hong Haijun only use one gun with one hand, so they do not suffer from each other in terms of numbers.

Suddenly, Hong Haijun held the remote-controlled detonator in his left hand and tapped it lightly on the desk.

Xiang Tianliang: "Haha..."

Hong Haijun: "How is it?"

Xiang Tianliang: "I don't understand."

Hong Haijun: "You go, and then we go."

Xiang Tianliang: "Impossible."

Hong Haijun: "Is it useless?"

Xiang Tianliang: "It's useless."

Hong Haijun: "Are you willing to die together?"

Xiang Tianliang: "You want beauty to die together? We can't be together, and we can't do it."

Hong Haijun: "You have the guts."

Xiang Tianliang: "Because there is no explosives at all."

Hong Haijun: "What did you say?"

Xiang Tianliang: "Because there is no explosives at all."

Hong Haijun: "You...how did you know?"

Xiang Tianliang: "Lao Lang is a master of blasting?"

Hong Haijun: "He served as an engineer company commander."

Xiang Tianliang: "So, if you have enough explosives, you should put more on the glass door on the first floor."

Hong Haijun: "Do you use this to judge that we don't have explosives?"

Xiang Tianliang: "Careful observation, careful analysis, and bold judgment."

Hong Haijun: "Are you sure we don't have explosives?"

Xiang Tianliang: "Haha...Hong Haijun, I knew how to bluff when I was six years old."

Hong Haijun: "Okay... okay..."

Turning and loosening his hand, Hong Haijun placed the remote-controlled detonator on the desk.

Xiang Tianliang smiled, his eyes always falling on Hong Haijun, as if the old wolf didn't exist at all.

He is looking down upon the old wolf Zheng Mingtao.

Of course, this is him playing psychological warfare.

He hoped that the old wolf would talk to distract him.

They are all masters. In a life-and-death confrontation, the most unbearable thing for a person is not being nervous, but being despised by his opponent.

Xiang Tianliang knows how to pretend, and he is also a master among masters in this regard.

He was looking at Hong Haijun.

And the smile on his face was half a smile but not a smile.

What's more, his smile is not on the front, but on both sides of his face.

Zheng Mingtao and Xiang Tianliang were sitting across from each other. He and Hong Haijun had a tacit understanding of the division of labor before they sat down. The person he was responsible for keeping an eye on was Xiang Tianliang.

However, from beginning to end, Xiang Tianliang never looked at him seriously.

At this moment, Xiang Tianliang looked so full of disregard and contempt that Zheng Mingtao couldn't even look at it.

There was no reaction on Zheng Mingtao's face, but he was angered in his heart.

This stinking yellow-haired boy is too arrogant?

Zheng Mingtao: "Xiang Tianliang, don't be too arrogant."

Xiang Tianliang: "Old wolf, old sword handler, double gun general, what should I call you?"

Zheng Mingtao: "You can call it whatever you want."

Xiang Tianliang: "How about calling you a lonely ghost? Because you are just a desperado."

Zheng Mingtao: "Are you sure you can beat us?"

Xiang Tianliang: "Of course."

Zheng Mingtao: "Why?"

Xiang Tianliang: "Have you ever seen Yu Zhonghao and Xiao Jiannan use guns?"

Zheng Mingtao: "I have met Xiao Jiannan, but not Yu Zhonghao. He came and I left. There is no such fate."

Xiang Tianliang: "How about Xiao Jiannan?"

Zheng Mingtao: "Master."

Xiang Tianliang: "How do you compare to him?"

Zheng Mingtao: "Single-gun vs. single-gun, he is better than me by more than a margin."

Xiang Tianliang: "You think you can have a tie with Xiao Jiannan because you have two guns."

Zheng Mingtao: "At least I won't lose to him."

Xiang Tianliang: "Confident enough."

Zheng Mingtao: "I dare not."

Xiang Tianliang: "Then you know who can shoot faster between me and Xiao Jiannan?"

Zheng Mingtao: "I heard you are the fastest."

Xiang Tianliang: "I heard?"

Zheng Mingtao: "I haven't seen it."

Xiang Tianliang: "I can tell you."

Zheng Mingtao: "Say."

Xiang Tianliang: "I fired three shots, and he just pulled out the gun."

Zheng Mingtao: "...bragging you?"

Xiang Tianliang: "Believe it or not, how about we give it a try?"

Zheng Mingtao: "I won't be fooled by you."

Xiang Tianliang: "Haha, we are going to fight each other anyway, so we should warm up first."

Zheng Mingtao: "We want to come together."

He smiled, looked at Hong Haijun towards the sky and said, "How about it, it's almost dawn, let's do it?"

The corners of Hong Haijun's mouth twitched, but he did not open his mouth.

He clearly knew that Xiang Tianliang was deliberately disturbing Zheng Mingtao's mood, but Hong Haijun had no time to remind him.

Hong Haijun has a fatal weakness that only he knows.

Xiang Tianliang can do two things, or even multi-task.
To be continued...