The spear trabecula was already angry.

Under his gun, Zhou Wenqiang actually dared to run straight, which was the biggest insult to him!

No "prey" has ever dared to insult him like this, or those preys have no chance to insult him at all, and they have become ghosts of his guns.

So this gun brings together more than ten years of sniping experience from the spear trabecula, wind speed, advance measurement, Zhou Wenqiang's gait habits, and possible avoidance directions...

Even Zhou Wenqiang took into account the time for breathing and breathing.

Although a hundred-meter sprint is an anaerobic exercise, it actually requires breathing. Generally, when running for about fifty or sixty meters, the runner must change his breath, and the speed will inevitably decrease at the moment of breathing.

As the saying goes, the old force has been exhausted and the new force has not yet emerged. At this time, the runner is running completely on inertia. It takes about 0.3 seconds to exert force again!

No matter how strong your physical fitness is or how high your military quality is, you will lose at least 50% of your mobility at this moment.

The spear-limbed light liang's shot was exactly the moment when Zhou Wenqiang was breathing.

The bullet was shot out, and the spear trabecula seemed to have seen Zhou Wenqiang fall down in blood, and he was even ready to withdraw the gun and evacuate.

"What!"

The spear, Xiaoliang, who was full of thought that Zhou Wenqiang would definitely die, suddenly became stunned, and even his breathing began to become rapid in shock.

At this time, half a round of sunset had already submerged into the sea in the distance, and the bloody glow spread along the sea level to the coast, dyeing Zhou Wenqiang's figure blood red.

This figure, who was running rapidly, suddenly slowed down in a way that violated physical rules, just like a tourist strolling by the sea to watch the sunset, leisurely looking at the scenery...

"puff!"

The bullet shot into the ground in front of his toes, leaving a deep bullet hole that passed by him again.

This "prey" even raised his head, grinned at the trabecular spear in the sniper lens, opened his mouth three times, and spit out three words.

Even if you are not a lip expert, you can see that the other party is talking about - 'Little Red Man'!

"A bastard!"

The spear was in a mess, and he picked up the sniper rifle and shot it in succession. He used the Li Enfield sniper rifle as Maxim.

When a sniper is forced to become a machine gunner, it means that his mentality has collapsed and he has already made reservations.

In the incredible eyes of Wanglaoji, Qi Weiwen and others, Zhou Wenqiang was quick and slow, running and stopping, and his overalls were full of the sense of the times suddenly appeared in the setting sun, and his figure was like a ghost.

The spear, Xiaoliang, who claimed to have penetrated Yang in hundreds of steps, fired more than a dozen shots in a row, but they all failed!

The gunshot finally stopped, the hand of the spear trabecular trembling, and the heart was trembling.

The other party is not a human!

It’s simply a ghost and god!

Run!

This was the last thought that arose in his mind.

"I just want to leave now, it's too late!"

Zhou Wenqiang stopped. At this time, the distance from the lighthouse was less than 30 meters, the tower was two hundred feet high, and the shooting distance was definitely within 100 meters.

The angry gunshot sounded from the Mauser's shell gun and he hugged it out in a round.

The 100-step Yang Piercing skill can bless 100% shooting accuracy, which does not mean that it is 100% sure to win, but refers to an increase of 100% to Zhou Wenqiang's existing shooting ability.

In order to make a complete picture, Zhou Wenqiang directly adopted the continuous shooting mode.

This kind of playing style is the most exciting. The heroes in Hong Kong movies play like this, and the bullets will never be fully fired.

After firing the photobullet, Zhou Wenqiang didn't even look at the lighthouse, and turned around and walked back towards the warehouse.

Behind him was Xiao Yang's body with a spear falling from the lighthouse like a fallen leaves. Zhou Wenqiang took out a cigarette from his lower pocket, lit it, and gently spit out two beautiful smoke rings...

The setting sun is like blood, and the hero returns.

Qi Weiwen and others rushed out of the warehouse and looked at Zhou Wenqiang one by one. These Hongmen disciples and tycoons instantly turned into Zhou Wenqiang's little fans and little fans.

Wow! Hero!

That's a sniper rifle, that's a spear trabecular!

They all eat rice and rice. The battle between hundreds or thousands of people is nothing, and they are not afraid of bullets! But when facing a sniper who passes through the sun for hundreds of steps, they are really afraid.

Zhou Wenqiang did what they could never do, so he could worship it.

Looking at Zhou Wenqiang who was getting closer, Qi Weiwen was a little panicked. She found that she, who had been strong for half her life, was also a girl, and there was also a deer in her heart.

Still a jumping deer.

This little man is so delicious that he surpasses countless old men, even her mentor, and he is still so calm!

It was nothing to run 900 meters and hugged the sniper in one round. The most charming thing was that he walked in the bloody setting sun, but he was as clean as a big boy next door. Moreover, the big boy frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

A man with strength is terrible.

If this capable man can still think, it will be not only terrible, but also respectable!

Zhou Wenqiang is indeed thinking.

This should not be a philosophical issue, nor a literary issue, nor a physical issue.

This is a serious math problem.

‘Let me ask, after a twenty-shot Mauser's shell gun was filled with bullets, twenty bullets were fired, and how many bullets were left.

Not a single bullet remains?

The answer is wrong.

The correct answer is: There is one left.’

“I’ll lose it!

Could this be the ‘last bullet left for yourself’?”

After finally figuring out this problem, Zhou Wenqiang smiled.

He gently walked to the Hongmen disciple, inserted the Mauser's shell gun back to his waist, and smiled and said, "Brother, thank you for your gun."

"Ah, Zhou...Zhou Sir, no, Mr. Zhou!

No thanks, no thanks!”

Zhou Wenqiang's thank you made the Hongmen disciple feel congested and his heartbeat instantly hit two hundred times.

He thinks it is a kind of honor!

He was so busy that he habitually pulled out the Mauser's muffle gun, checked the magazine, and said in surprise: "Mr. Zhou, have you left a bullet?"

When Qi Weiwen, Wang Laoji and the coach heard this, they all looked at Zhou Wenqiang.

Leaving a bullet is simple to say but very difficult to do.

In the environment just now, Zhou Wenqiang shot and shot again. Even masters who use guns were difficult to calculate so accurately, just leaving a bullet.

Those who have this kind of consciousness and ability are all old gunmen!

Could it be that Zhou Wenqiang still takes the old gun?

This is too incredible!

Zhou Wenqiang was slightly embarrassed and laughed and haha: "Well, it's very important to leave the last bullet!"

Everyone nodded repeatedly when they heard this, deeply agreeing.

"Ah, by the way, I almost forgot that there is another important thing."

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "Qi Xiang, is there a phone number here? I want to borrow it."

Qi Weiwen looked at him gently: "Come with me..."

He directly called the police department and Zhou Wenqiang said: "Yes, I am Wenqiang.

Everything works as planned.

By the way, don’t treat Mr. Han and the others badly, each with a bowl of hot noodle soup, and at least add a poached egg."

The laughter of the Eye Master came from the phone: "Don't worry, Wen Qiang, I understand it."

Qi Weiwen, who was standing aside, heard it inexplicably. This was really strange. When did the police start to meet the incision?

It's noodles and poached eggs.
Chapter completed!