The weight of a gun, the weight of a bullet, the weight of a bullet in a gun, and the importance of different pistols and different ammunitions are all within specifications. In counter-interrogation training, this is a skill that must be mastered in order to deal with sudden situations. No special forces soldier touched a gun and suddenly found no bullets when firing, which is an almost impossible mistake.

Maybe they don’t know how heavy a bullet is, but just holding the gun, he must know whether there are bullets in the gun, or how many bullets there are. The feeling is extremely accurate and there will never be any mistakes.

"Bang!"

The sound of the firing needle being shot out was heard, and there were no bullets in the gun at all. It was precisely because there were no bullets in the gun that Long Xiaoqi shot without hesitation. Baitou didn't know the ability he had, and he was testing Long Xiaoqi. Either shoot at himself or shoot the undercover agent.

Baitou nodded slightly, and Hemingway seemed to be exhausted, his forehead was covered with sweat. He had to admire Long Xiaoqi's ability to play, and he was always frightened. He was not beaten to death, but almost all of them were scared to death.

"Test me?" Long Xiaoqi narrowed his eyes and said to Baitou: "Playing to me? Hahaha... Baitou, do you know the consequences of playing with me? I hand over the real princess to you, I hand over the undercover to you, and you still want to play with me? Hahaha... Very good, very good!"

"Kill this kid, you're so arrogant!" The nerve licked his lips and pulled out his pistol toward Long Xiaoqi's head.

Baitou stretched out his hand and pressed a pistol that grabbed the nerves.

"Kill him! Kill him! He is an undercover agent, you have to kill, kill!" The nerves screamed.

"If you don't want me to suck you again, then close your mouth and stay aside obediently." Baitou glared at the nerves and pointed to the corner and said, "Go, sit there and drink, I don't want to hear your voice again!"

The nerves wanted to say something, but under Baitou's sharp words, he had to sit in the corner and hold a bottle of wine to drink. While drinking, he turned his eyes to Long Xiaoqi, and reached out to the other party to shoot a shot. His eyes were covered with coldness and a shiver of excitement.

His eyes slowly shifted to Princess Maya's face, stretched out his left hand to gesture into a circle, put it on the index finger of his right hand, and made quick movements. His nerves smiled and grinned. While smiling, the light of his eyes changed again, becoming the light of the beast seeing the prey.

"I want to get to her!" said the nerve pointed at Princess Maya.

"Shut up!" Baitou roared: "I told you not to speak, don't you understand? You can go to anyone, but this woman can't go to! Idiot, idiot!"

The nerves are really a bit nervous, and the way whiteheads treat nerves is violent. Long Xiaoqi can clearly see that the relationship between these two people is not tense, and only whiteheads can suppress the nerves.

"If I want to kill someone, you won't let me kill you. If I want to kill someone, you won't let me go. What do you want me to do?" The nerve stood up and shouted loudly at the white head.

Baitou walked over, raised his right hand and slapped it hard on the other person's face.

"Bang!"

A crisp slap sounded, and my nerves were thrusting, and fear was almost emerging in my eyes.

"Listen, if we succeed, you can do whatever you want, but now, you can't do anything you want." Baitou warned his nerves again: "Don't ruin our big things, do you understand? My dearest brother, do you know I really want to strangle you to death!"

He was nervous and covered his cheeks with both hands. He was afraid of white hair and from the bottom of his bones.

It is obvious that Baitou is extremely smart, but this nerve is a guy who is not good enough to do anything. It is okay to let him riot, but it is not possible to deal with the matter after the riot. So he is called a nerve, which is incomparable to Baitou. If this guy is just Baitou's subordinate, he may have been killed, but he is Baitou's brother.

"There are all such people around you?" Long Xiaoqi sneered: "Forget it, just treat what I have done to give you a gift. Work with you? Haha...I'm scared!"

After saying this, Long Xiaoqi turned around and was about to leave, but several black muzzles were pressed against his head. Facing the muzzle, he showed disdain, as if he didn't take these guys seriously.

"I know what my people are like, so I need talent more than anyone else." Baitou stared at Long Xiaoqi's back and said, "What you did made me doubt, but now... maybe we can cooperate. You are right. I made many mistakes in this, but no one helped me deal with it. You can, no matter who you are, no matter what you came for, we can cooperate now."

"Why?" Long Xiaoqi said with disdain, "Do you think you have fooled me? You can keep me with these few bad guns under your command? I'm so old, if I want to leave, no one can stop me!"

"Why? Let me tell you why!" Baitou walked to Long Xiaoqi, pressed his ears and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "If you want money, I can make you money, and it is a wealth you dare not imagine! Have you heard of the golden train? The Nazi golden train during World War II! I know where it is. Do you think this is qualified?"

Hearing the four words of the Golden Train, Long Xiaoqi's pupils shrank violently. Of course he had heard of the Golden Train, and heard Wood say it when he was at the Hunter School. But then he only felt that this was a legend and it was impossible to exist.

"Is there really that thing?" Long Xiaoqi looked suspicious.

"Of course, do you think it's fake?"

"Show it to me!" Long Xiaoqi said in a deep voice.

"It's very proof." Baitou patted Long Xiaoqi's shoulder and said, "We can stand on the high wall and see the reaction outside. Let's go, come with me and let me prove it to you."

Baitou walked straight out, and Long Xiaoqi followed closely behind. They stood on the tall wall of the prison together, facing the troops blocking the prison. Almost at that moment, all the sniper rifles locked Baitou, and as long as the trigger was pulled, they could kill him.

But no one fired, even if he knew that Baitou was the supreme leader of the riot, the mission would be completed as long as he was killed.

"It's easy for them to kill me. With your ability, you can easily clean up the mess after I die. My incompetent brother can't be your opponent at all, but they don't kill me, and they dare not kill me!" Baitou smiled confidently and said, "Because of the golden train, do you understand? Do you think that undercover Hemingway is for Princess Maya? No, he comes for the golden train, for me! Hahahaha..."

Baitou laughed unscrupulously, and his laughter made Long Xiaoqi feel that this muddy water was getting more and more muddy. It was not only the Mayan Princess’s problem, but also the problem of the golden train.
Chapter completed!