Lin Mo was silent, Wu Huan was silent, Xiao Lang was silent...
"What the hell," Xiao Feng's eyes touched the guy in Huo Tian's hand, and he couldn't help but curse, "Where did he get it from?"
Huo Tian had a crazy and ferocious smile on his face. He raised the submachine gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at the night sky: "Fat man, stop the fuck, or I will smash your head."
Yes, no one will pretend to be cool under the gun anymore. Even the fallen angels who are burning in prison have to lower their heads. The black muzzle is filled with the smell of gunpowder, which is particularly choking.
Fatty looked at Huo Tian with cold eyes: "Boy, do you think this can kill me?"
"Huh, you can try it," Huo Tian's finger was tightly pressed on the trigger. As long as the fat man dared to make any rash move, he would pull the trigger without hesitation.
"Fat man, you can dodge pistol bullets, right? Haha, do you think a submachine gun can kill you? If you move, I will beat you into a sieve," Huo Tian said, squinting his eyes.
The fat man was pointed at the gun, and there was no fear on his face. He glanced at the little wolf who was stepped on by Wu Huan, and said coldly: "Let him go, or I will kill you."
"Fat man, please wish for yourself," Huo Tianxie smiled and turned to look at Xiao Feng: "Brother Feng, come here."
Xiao Feng nodded slowly. He could feel that the power in his body was gradually disappearing. It seemed that it was impossible to kill the fat man by himself. In order to survive, there was no need to talk about single-handedly killing first. Let him talk later.
Furthermore, don't you just know his identity? He's so damn stingy that he wants to kill someone. Who can tolerate his faults? Damn it, even if you are an angel, you can't just kill whoever you want. .
Therefore, after a few thoughts flashed through his mind, Xiao Feng decided to take action to kill this absolutely dangerous person. If he didn't kill him, to put it harshly, he wouldn't be able to feel at ease during the ml. What's more, it wasn't just him who was involved, but also There are Huo Tian and Lin Mo. In front of Fatty, they are just like young children and adults. They can be slapped to death with a few slaps and have no power to fight back.
Huo Tian's finger on the trigger gradually tightened. The moment he suddenly pulled the trigger, the fat man also moved. He was like a fat bird, turning into an afterimage, encircling Xiao Feng into the battle circle.
"Fuck," Huo Tian cursed angrily. The submachine gun couldn't kill his mother. There was a clicking sound, and the bullets chased the fat man's body, but it was always a step too late.
Three seconds later, Huo Tian gritted his teeth and put away his submachine gun. Damn it, it wasn't that he didn't want to shoot anymore, but Fatty had already fought with Xiao Feng again. In this case, especially at night, there was no way Unable to shoot accurately.
"He is very strong," Lin Mo frowned and said calmly.
The weather was so hot that he originally thought that having a submachine gun would change the situation at the scene. Unexpectedly, it had no effect at all. How could he not be annoyed? Now, he feels that his perception has been changed in recent years.
In the past, Huo Tian believed that in today's society, as long as you have firearms, everything will be fine. No matter how skilled you are, you will still be afraid of kitchen knives, let alone firearms that are a hundred times more powerful than kitchen knives.
"Being able to dodge bullets doesn't mean you are strong," Wu Huan came over carrying the little wolf.
Huo Tian and Lin Mo glanced at Xiaolang and asked, "What do you mean?"
"The speed of bullets, I don’t need to explain too much, is that some people can really dodge bullets, but there are not many such people in China. In fact, most people who can dodge bullets are observant people.
Keen observation can do many things, such as dodging bullets. First, when you want to shoot, you will first have this idea in your brain. With this idea, 99% of people will do it. Shows itself in the eyes.
Furthermore, when you want to pull the trigger, your shoulder will shake first, not your fingers first. After the shoulder shakes, the next thing to observe is the arm. The muscles will change slightly, especially now that you are wearing less clothes, it is easy to The last thing they observe is their fingers, and they will analyze the trajectory to increase the possibility of dodging the bullet.
The moment you pull the trigger, they have enough time to dodge the bullet. Of course, if they are a sharpshooter, they are likely to hit the fat man. Now it seems that your marksmanship is not enough to kill him."
After hearing Wu Huan's reasonable explanation, Huo Tian frowned: "Wu Huan, are you a sharpshooter? Can you kill this damn fat man?"
"Yes, you can tie up this damn fat guy and I can kill him with my shooting skills," Wu Huan said expressionlessly.
"..." Huo Tian was speechless for a moment. Damn it, are you allowed to tie up this damn fat guy? Damn, if you can tie him up, you don't need to use a gun at all. "You kid has been here for a while, and you are still joking. Damn, Are you afraid that I will be nervous?"
Wu Huan shook his head: "I'm just telling a fact."
Huo Tian spat, picked up Little Wolf, and put the cold, black muzzle of the gun on his head: "Boy, whether you live or die depends on that damn fat man,"
"Damn Fatty, stop the fuck. Believe it or not, I made this wolf's head turn into a broken watermelon with a bang," Huo Tian shouted at Fatty.
Unexpectedly, Fatty had no intention of talking to Huo Tian and kept attacking Xiao Feng. It was obvious that he was determined to kill Xiao Feng.
Huo Tian yelled a few words, but Fatty didn't pay attention to him at all, leaving him with nothing to do. If he really killed Xiaolang, then there would be nothing for Fatty to worry about. But thinking about it, Fatty doesn't seem to care now. Little Wolf's life or death.
"Fuck you," Huo Tianji slapped him in the face. Now he could only take out his anger on Xiaolang.
"A Tian, have you arranged them all?" Lin Mo said seriously, staring at the two people in the battle.
Huo Tian nodded calmly: "Well, I have already told Guo Jia,"
"Okay, since you are back, let us brothers live and die together," Lin Mo's voice trembled slightly. This was not because of fear, but because of burning blood. How many brothers in the world can live and die together? dead,.
Huo Tian gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Okay, wait until I bring the submachine gun, and our brothers will carry him to the Palace of Hell,"
"Oh, you are all fucking brothers in life and death. It's unlucky for me to get involved for no reason. Well, count me in. I will be a hero in life and a hero in death," Wu Huan shouted arrogantly.
Huo Tian nodded heavily: "Good brother, you are right, we live as heroes and die as ghosts."
Just when the three brothers were ready to die generously, there was a cry of pain, and Xiao Feng was knocked away by the fat man and fell to the ground hard. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he felt dizzy in front of his eyes.
Ten minutes, is ten minutes enough?
Ten minutes have passed.
Xiao Feng shook his head vigorously. He was unwilling to accept it. The medicine had taken effect and the side effects were coming in waves. He was dizzy. Do you want to faint? He understood that once he fainted at this time, they would definitely all It has to be thrown here.
"You can't faint, you can't faint, Xiao Feng, stand up for me," Xiao Feng shouted in his heart, his teeth bit his tongue, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"Damn it, I'll kill you," Huo Tian saw Xiao Feng injured, and the hot temper he had suppressed all day was instantly ignited. He wanted to kill someone, and he wanted to kill this damn fat man.
Wu Huan also had murderous intentions. If he didn't fight hard today, he might not be able to fight for his life in the future. Damn it, fight hard.
"Don't move," Xiao Feng, who was lying on the ground semi-conscious, suddenly roared.
"Brother Feng, Ah Feng," Huo Tian and others shouted, but they did not dare to move.
Xiao Feng slowly got up from the ground and glanced at Huo Tian and the others: "You are no match for him, leave it to me."
"Xiao Feng, I kind of admire you. If you hadn't figured out my identity, I think we would have become friends," the fat man forced a smile.
Xiao Feng shook his head: "No if, let's fight again," he said, lifting up his pants and pulling out a dagger from his calf.
It's as black as ink, with dragon patterns on it, a dragon pattern dagger.
Xiao Feng held the dagger, and the cold touch made the last bit of dizziness in his brain disappear. The dragon-marked dagger seemed to possess the spirit of rhombus, slowly calming his violent heart.
The dragon-marked dagger has been with him for a long time, like a friend, comrade-in-arms, and brother. As long as the dragon-marked dagger is in hand, he is not afraid of anyone.
Kill, kill, now Xiao Feng only has the thought of killing. He can feel the bloodthirsty light of the dragon pattern, glowing with a faint red light.
The dragon-marked dagger will see blood when it comes out. It is not possible, but it is certain. Kill and fight.
"Do you want to use the dagger? Haha, I'll give you this chance," the fat man smiled and nodded, as if he already had a chance of winning.
Xiao Feng twisted the Shun Wan and threw it into his mouth without hesitation. Yes, this was the second Shun Wan he had taken tonight. Now, he was no longer in the mood to care about the side effects of Shun Wan. He took the Shun Wan first. Let’s talk about it after passing this hurdle.
The Shunwan pill melted in his mouth. Xiao Feng touched his pocket again, and there was a third Shunwan pill there. This was the last one he carried with him, and it was also his last hope. He decided to wait until five In minutes, he will take the third instant pill.
"What did he eat?" Wu Huan asked curiously.
"Shunwan, a drug that can burst out power instantly," Huo Tian said in a low voice.
"No wonder his aura is so much stronger, it turns out to be because of the medicine," Wu Huan said thoughtfully.
"Are you ready?" the fat man asked with a smile.
"Come on," Xiao Feng tightened his grip on the dragon-marked dagger and jumped towards the fat man with strange footwork.
"Well," the fat man said in surprise, what kind of footwork was this.
Before he could change his mind, Xiao Feng was already behind him, cutting his plump neck with a dark dragon-patterned dagger.
"Go to hell," Xiao Feng's voice was cold and hoarse, like a demon under Jiuyou.
"Dragon-marked dagger," suddenly, the fat man screamed in surprise. He even took a moment to avoid the dagger, and a blood mark was scratched on his neck.