Chapter 153 I still owe a slap, you come or I come
With a few words, the turmoil seemed to have subsided. Yan Shaoze, who had no inhibitions, finally put away his bad temper and gave Xu Miaoyan face.
But he was not in the mood to stay any longer. After all, he had just been severely slapped in the face, and it was in front of a large crowd of melon-eating people. How could Yan Shaoze sit down and have a meal calmly?
So he winked at Ji Changxian and his three men, and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, Yan Shaoze first glanced at Shen Menghan who was standing next to him with his face covered, his eyes full of evil.
Then he raised one hand, making a shooting gesture towards Ye Xingyu, and spat out a syllable from his mouth provocatively, simulating the sound of a gun being fired.
The metaphor of this move is not difficult to understand. What it means is: Boy, wait, I will kill you!
When Yan Shaoze put down his hand and turned to leave, Ye Xingyu shouted: "Wait!"
Yan Shaoze smiled, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and asked sarcastically: "What? Are you afraid? Are you asking for mercy?"
Faced with such an arrogant man, Ye Xingyu didn't want to talk nonsense to him and said directly: "You still owe a slap in the face. Leave after the slap!"
As soon as these words came out, Yan Shaoze was stunned, Xu Miaoyan was also stunned, and all onlookers including the two internal energy masters were stunned.
this?……
I really don't know what to say.
It's hard to describe in words.
Everyone has a saying about MMP that they hold in their hearts and they don't know whether to say it or not.
Are you Astro Boy or King Kong Calabash? Do you have to play yourself like a headless horseman?
Ye Xingyu completely ignored the mood of the audience and asked Yan Shaoze for advice very seriously and rigorously: "Are you coming? Or am I coming?"
Come on, just do it yourself. The requirements are not high. Just use as much force as you need. If the strength is not up to standard, just use more.
I'm just here to give you a slap. It may hurt a little, but it will pass after you endure it. I will definitely not slap you to death!
The meaning of just a few words is not difficult to understand, but Yan Shaoze's suppressed emotions were instantly exploded. Anger burned throughout his body and he roared loudly: "Who the hell do you think you are? Are you? Do you want to die now?"
While speaking, Yan Shaoze touched his hand behind his waist, and there was a gun in his hand. The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Ye Xingyu, like the dark eyes of the god of death.
This is a special pistol. It has a small body and a large caliber, so it should be very powerful. If it is hit by a single shot, even the strong body of an ancient warrior will be penetrated, and a critical hit can be fatal.
"Stop!" Xu Miaoyan's face changed drastically and she hurriedly stopped her.
The use of force and the use of guns are two different concepts. The former is to hurt people, and the latter is to kill people.
Moreover, the Tianlong Empire explicitly prohibits civilians other than the military and police from carrying guns, let alone shooting people.
If a shooting case occurs in Taohuayuan, not only Yan Shaoze will be in big trouble, but Xu Miaoyan will also be involved, and it will even affect the reputation of the entire Xu family, so Xu Miaoyan must resolutely stop Yan Shaoze's crazy behavior.
However, there are people crazier than Yan Shaoze.
Ye Xingyu, who was pointed at by a gun, looked as usual, unmoved, as if he couldn't see the dark hole of the gun, but asked the same question again in an extremely cold tone.
"Are you coming? Or am I coming?"
"I'll come to you, uncle!"
Yan Shaoze, furious, had become a powder keg that was about to explode. He pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The gunshot fired and the bullets shot out like flying fireballs, faster than the sound.
Another person would not actually shoot, at best it would be a threat, but Yan Shaoze, who is known as having no inhibitions, would definitely pull the trigger if he wanted to shoot.
Because there is madness in his bones that ordinary people don't have, he also has a nickname called "Madman".
However, the bullet fired missed and did not hurt Ye Xingyu at all.
This is of course not because Yan Shaoze's marksmanship is too bad, but because the opponent dodges in time.
It is impossible for a person to move faster than sound, nor faster than a bullet. Even Ye Xingyu can't do it, but he can pull the trigger faster than Yan Shaoze.
The powerful soul gave Ye Xingyu the ability to react at the speed of light.
Yan Shaoze's breathing, heartbeat, every move, and even the powerful killing intent that broke out in an instant could not escape Ye Xingyu's observation.
So Ye Xingyu knew exactly whether he really wanted to shoot and when.
Just when Yan Shaoze moved his finger and was about to pull the trigger, Ye Xingyu had already moved his body slightly to avoid the muzzle of the gun.
And with the precise capture of the power of the soul, the trajectory of the bullet is also clearly visible, and there will be no misjudgment.
As a result, the bullet that came out of the barrel missed him, but Ye Xingyu was not hurt at all.
Even ordinary ancient warriors have instinctive precognition of strong dangers, allowing them to dodge beyond their own reaction speed.
Just like when you are frightened, your heart will twitch violently; your eyes will close unconsciously when they see a foreign object coming towards your face.
These are the body's natural instinctive reactions, which are very rapid and precede awareness.
The more powerful the ancient warrior is, the stronger his ability to automatically avoid danger, so it is difficult for ordinary single-shot pistol bullets to hit the body of an internally powerful ancient warrior.
Then Ye Xingyu, who has a powerful soul as his support, has a brain whose conscious reaction ability exceeds the body's instinctive reaction, and is even less likely to be injured by bullets.
The shot was empty, and everyone only heard the sound of the gunshot. Before they could see the result clearly, Ye Xingyu had already taken the next step.
He flew towards Yan Shaoze at an extremely fast speed, covering the short distance of a few meters in the blink of an eye.
Ji Changxian was suddenly startled and immediately punched out, intending to intercept, but he was still a step too late.
When the fist was punched out, Ye Xingyu had already passed by him, so the punch naturally failed.
Although Yan Shaoze also practices ancient martial arts, his level is average and he has no power to parry against masters of internal strength level.
Ye Xingyu stretched out his hand, and the gun was in his hand. With another wave of his hand, Yan Shaoze was slapped away, and he performed the trapeze again.
The difference in strength between the two is so big that it doesn't look like a battle between adults at all. Instead, it feels like beating up a little friend. The more you fight, the easier it becomes!
After being slapped away this time, Yan Shaoze let out a scream like a slaughtered pig. For no other reason than Ye Xingyu hit the same face, causing more injuries. Even the stubborn Yan Shaoze couldn't bear the heart-wrenching pain.
With a "pop", the arrogant Yan Shaoze hit the ground like a dead dog, saliva and mucus mixed with dark red blood flowed out, looking extremely miserable.
He squirmed and struggled to get up from the ground, but was unable to do so. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but what came out was only blood and two knocked-out teeth.