Chen Zifei smiled slightly, and moved, his hands flying up and down at a dizzying speed. After a few seconds, the pistol had turned into a pile of parts, and was held in Chen Zifei's hand. Chen Zifei gently stretched out his fingers, and the pistol parts fell out one after another.
It fell between the fingers, and in the end only five bullets remained in the hand.
Pete was dumbfounded. How did you do this? Is it magic? He could also install a gun, but the speed of dismantling the gun was too fast. In the time it took him to dismantle one part, the pistol was completely reduced to parts.
It's so perverted. What does this kid mean? He was about to shoot, but he dismantled the gun. Does he still have a gun?
Yes, it must be like this. It depends on his proficiency in dismantling guns. It is impossible not to have a pistol on him. Peter couldn't help but become more nervous. What kind of gun could he have on him and what caliber? If it was a large-caliber weapon, it would be terrible.
, there is no way for him to survive at all.
The girls Wu Nan and Guan Yue were surprised by Chen Zifei's dazzling hand speed, but they didn't have much impression. But Panda was different. He was the sword of the Chen family and was often exposed to firearms. He knew that those who touched guns every day were
No soldier can dismantle a gun at this speed. This is not something that can only be achieved by being strong.
This requires an almost abnormal level of familiarity with guns to achieve this. Anyone who is not a veteran on the battlefield must be holding a gun twenty-four hours a day to achieve this level. But how could Brother Fei do this?
With such strength, he has never been a soldier. Looking at Chen Zifei, Panda's eyes changed. It turned out that he had underestimated Brother Fei. Brother Fei was not only an ancient warrior, not only good at close combat, but also an absolute master of playing with guns.
He is also a great god.
The stronger Fei Ge is, the more excited the panda is. The thicker the thigh, the better. He is the pendant on this thigh. The stronger Fei Ge is, the more stable he will be in the Chen family in the future, and he is Fei Ge's confidant.
, in ancient times, it was at least the level of prime minister. The more I thought about pandas, the more excited I became, and my face started to bloom with joy.
Under the shocked eyes of several people, Chen Zifei directly removed the warheads of several bullets, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Several people were even more confused, what was going on, how to remove the bullet, and closed their eyes again.
Just when several people were confused, Peter's eyes showed a fierce look, a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pierced Chen Zifei's chest with the dagger in his hand. Boy, you are very strong, but if you close your eyes in front of me, then go to hell.
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"Be careful..." Guan Yue exclaimed.
As soon as he screamed, Guan Yue opened his mouth wide, because Chen Zi flew, and with a flick of his finger, a black shadow shot out, directly hitting Peter's shoulder, and with a blood line, shot out from behind, Peter groaned, and in his hand
The dagger had already fallen to the ground, his eyes widened, and his mind went blank.
Ignoring the pain in his body, Peter was petrified. He had suffered a gunshot wound and knew that his shoulder had been hit by a bullet, and it had been penetrated. Even with a pistol, it was impossible to penetrate the shoulder, unless it was an automatic rifle.
Such power, but the man just used his finger to pop the bullet.
Peter felt his throat was dry, his heart was beating wildly, and he almost couldn't breathe. This was still a human being. Is this something a human being could do? He was about to cry. What on earth had he provoked? It was so terrifying.
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The Pandas and others were also stunned. Now they understood why Chen Zifei dismantled the gun, because he didn't use the pistol to fire the bullets at all. They were also filled with disbelief.
Just when Peter was horrified, Chen Zifei said coldly: "Originally, I was just going to give you a bullet. Since you want to sneak attack me, I will give you all these bullets. Don't worry, I closed my eyes.
Whether you survive or not depends on your luck."
Peter was already desperate, and the next moment a bullet pierced his shoulder. If there were five bullets, wouldn't he be dead?
Pete yelled and ran towards the exit of the alley as hard as he could. Several black people who could stand up also ran as hard as they could. They didn't want to stand as targets. They knew that they had a greater chance of dying if they were shot while standing.
, if you run farther, you can still have a chance of survival.
The corner of Chen Zifei's mouth raised slightly, his fingers popped out again, and a scream came out. A black man's calf burst with blood and fell down. The hearts of Peter and Ling were beating wildly. The fear had reached its peak, and soon another black man fell.
The fallen person was relieved, at least his life was saved, but Peter was so panicked that he didn't know where the bullet would hit him next.
If he was shot in the limbs, he would be lucky, but if he was shot in the vital part, he would definitely die. At this time, all he could do was run as hard as he could, and the rest would be left to God's will.
The last few bullets were fired like lightning, and Peter and others fell down. Peter himself received two bullets, but fortunately they were hit in two legs respectively, and they were not fatal.
Peter lay on the ground and laughed crazily. He smiled and burst into tears. He finally survived.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Peter quickly turned around and saw that Chen Zifei had come behind him. Peter's heart was trembling and he said in horror: "Didn't you say you would let me go before I died? You can't go back on your word."
The other big black men also looked at Chen Zifei in horror. At this time, this thin man was a devil in their eyes and would take their lives at any time.
Chen Zifei looked at Peter condescendingly and said coldly: "Don't let me see you again, otherwise I can't guarantee whether you will be so lucky to survive."
Peter nodded repeatedly. Anyone who wanted to talk about face at this time would be in a hurry because his life would be lost. Face was nothing.
Seeing that Peter was not acting well, Chen Zifei showed a smile on his face, waved to the pandas and the others, and the group walked straight out of the alley.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw a trembling Wu Lei, looking at several people in horror, his eyes full of fear. He was completely stupid. He could shoot bullets with his hands. Even the black people couldn't bear it in front of him.
One blow, is this the devil?
After casting a glance at Wu Lei, Chen Zifei snorted coldly. He didn't even bother to pay attention to such a man and walked straight over.
When he saw Chen Zifei and the others walking away, Wu Lei let out a sigh of relief and slumped to the ground.
Zhang Jing stood stunned for a moment and then ran out quickly. Peter and others were seriously injured, and no one paid attention to the girl. As soon as she came to the entrance of the alley, she saw Wu Lei, and Zhang Jing's eyes were already burning.
"I'm going to kill you, you beast, you actually left me and ran away..." Zhang Jing rushed forward and started tearing apart.
Wu Lei lost his mind and explained while avoiding: "If I didn't run away in that situation, I would have died in vain. One of us can run away..."
The more Zhang Jing talked, the angrier she became. She stared with all her strength, and soon Wu Lei's face was covered with bloodstains, and several handfuls of his hair fell out. Wu Lei also gradually became angry and began to have sex with Zhang Jing.
They beat each other back and forth, like two rookies pecking each other...
"Brother-in-law, how did you do it just now? You were able to shoot out the bullet with your hands." Guan Yue said excitedly in the hotel.