Geng Qiang, who was hiding behind the sofa, suddenly found an empty spittoon next to him. He rolled his eyes and immediately thought of an idea. Geng Qiang quietly took off his shirt, then tied the spittoon to his collar, and then Geng Qiang
He shook his hand and threw the dummy to the other side of the sofa.
Just as Geng Qiang expected, Li Jian fired at the dummy. At the same time as Li Jian's gun rang out, Geng Qiang stood up from behind the sofa and fired two shots at Li Jian, but Geng Qiang was surprised.
Yes, Li Jian's reaction was quite quick. Li Jian realized that he had been fooled almost as soon as he pulled the trigger, so he immediately jumped to the side and the two shots fired by Geng Qiang missed. After two shots,
Geng Qiang's gun made the sound of a thimble, and it was out of bullets! The bullets were almost exhausted during the battle with Zhenlei. As soon as Geng Qiang saw that the two shots were empty, he immediately hid behind the sofa again.
At this time, although Li Jian still didn't know Geng Qiang's exact location, he knew that he was behind the sofa. He smiled fiercely and shot angrily at the sofa.
A cheap sofa can't stop the impact of the Desert Eagle's large-caliber bullets. Fortunately, the Desert Eagle's bullet capacity is too small. After three shots, Li Jian began to change the magazine. At this moment, the residents upstairs may have heard
When the gunshots came, everyone turned off the lights. The only light in Geng Qiang's room disappeared, and the room turned into darkness! Although Geng Qiang's five senses have developed greatly after he reached the junior level of martial arts, he has not yet
He was able to see at night. But Geng Qiang was still very familiar with the layout of his room. He took advantage of Li Jian's time to change the magazine and quickly rolled to the back of another sofa. He made another vertical leap from behind this sofa. Geng Qiang
He could enter the bedroom, where Geng Qiang also prepared a magazine. But just when he was about to jump into the bedroom door, Li Jian had already changed the magazine, and seemed to have discovered him, facing the sofa where Geng Qiang was.
Just one shot.
The bullet passed through the sofa and cut a bloody groove on Geng Qiang's arm, but Geng Qiang gritted his teeth and said nothing! But he did not dare to move again. When Li Jian saw that there was no movement, he stopped shooting again and fired.
He raised his ears and listened carefully to the movements around him. Just now he just felt that there was someone there, but he was not sure.
Geng Qiang hid behind the sofa, thinking that there was no way to waste it like this. If he couldn't get the bullets, he would suffer in the end! Suddenly, Geng Qiang thought that he still had a secret weapon that was useless!
Geng Qiang's secret weapon is the large number of steel needles he carries with him!
In the past, Geng Qiang worked outside all year round and lived a relatively poor life. A piece of clothing was often sewn and mended, and mended and mended again. Geng Qiang did all the sewing and mending himself. It is no exaggeration to say that in this sewing industry,
In an era that has been forgotten by ordinary people, Geng Qiang is quite sentimental about them. In the past, whenever Geng Qiang finished mending his clothes, he liked to nail the needle to a wooden board at the head of his bed. Before Geng Qiang had not yet
Before encountering caution, he could use a steel needle to penetrate two layers of newspapers about one meter apart. When Geng Qiang reached the junior level of martial arts, he discovered that he had a special understanding of steel needles. In the battle with the human bear
, the steel needle in Geng Qiang's hand made him even more amazing and helped him a lot. Since then, Geng Qiang has strengthened his training in acupuncture.
Geng Qiang grabbed a handful of steel needles in his hand, raised his hand, and scattered the steel needles like a goddess scattering flowers. Although nothing could be seen in the room, because there were so many steel needles, they could at least have a certain effect on Li Jian.
Deterrence. Almost at the same time as the steel needle was fired, Geng Qiang shouted loudly, and immediately moved the sofa to the middle of the room. Then he jumped into the bedroom in one stride!
Li Jian, who was standing in the middle of the room, suddenly felt a pain in his face and left arm, as if he had been stung by something. He was just about to touch his face with his hand to see what was wrong, but suddenly he heard a loud roar,
Then a black thing hit him! Li Jian did not hesitate to shoot twice at the sofa! When the sofa fell to the ground, the room returned to silence. Then Li Jian touched his face with his hand.
"Damn! You are a girl! You even need a sewing needle!" Geng Qiang, who had already found the magazine in the bedroom, heard Li Jian roaring in the living room.
"If I didn't hit you in the eye, just have some fun, and you won't be satisfied. But that's just interest, and it's time for you to repay the debt. Don't blame me. You and I don't have any big grudges. It's just your Li family who bullied others too much."
!" Geng Qiang said. As long as he can guard the door, he will be invincible. So he is now very interested in chatting with Li Jian.
But there was no movement again in the dark living room. Even Li Jian's breathing could not be heard.
"Did this guy leave as soon as he saw no chance?" Geng Qiang thought. Thinking of this, he picked up a shoe from the ground and threw it towards the corner of the living room. Almost as soon as the shoe hit the ground, Li Jian's gun went off.
.A bullet hit exactly where the sound was!
Almost as soon as the flames from the Desert Eagle's muzzle were extinguished, a bullet hit Li Jian accurately in the lower abdomen! He endured the pain and rolled towards the door of the living room. "Damn it, I got fooled again." Li Jian said.
As the sword rolled, he thought that it would leave several bullet holes behind Li Jian!
The bullet wound in Li Jian's lower abdomen greatly hindered his speed of action. Just when Li Jian was about to be shot again, a strong light suddenly shone in. Just as Geng Qiang was stunned, a figure rushed into the house and grabbed
Li Jian ran out.
When Geng Qiang chased him out, only the dark night remained in the yard.
Geng Qiang took a flashlight and looked around every corner of the yard. After finding nothing, he returned to the house. The room was in a mess, with bullet holes on the sofa and coffee table, but Geng Qiang didn't finish his meal.
But the two pieces of noodles were still lying on the ground and were not crushed! Geng Qiang found a piece of gauze and simply bandaged the wound on his arm.
"Damn! I can't stop eating even after eating. Is this how people live?" Geng Qiang mumbled as he picked up the flour cake on the ground and shined it with a flashlight. There was a steel needle on it. Geng Qiang removed the steel needle.
I took it off and put it in my pocket, took a bite of the pancake, chewed it and thought: "I have to buy another electric light to replace it tomorrow. I still have to practice after eating."
Uncle Liang looked at Li Jian lying on the hospital bed with a sad look on his face. If he hadn't arrived in time to rescue the young master that night, he didn't know what the consequences would have been.
"How about we tell the family owner about the situation here and ask them to send someone to help us?" Uncle Liang asked tentatively.
"No need, I will solve my own affairs by myself. There is no need to cause trouble for my father. The economic war between the family and the Tang family is the focus now. Besides, there is no need to mobilize troops for such a trivial matter. Let the guy be free for a while.
God, wait until Guardian Zhenlei and I are healed from our injuries before we go to him to settle the accounts. Damn it!" Li Jian said bitterly. After thinking for a moment, he said to Uncle Liang: "You call me and ask.
My father, do you have any power-enhancing medicine at home? I need to improve my strength quickly."
"Yes, Master!" Uncle Liang said respectfully.
"Where is that old guy Zhenlei?" Li Jian asked again.
"He is still at home, and he is probably starting to practice Qigong again now." Uncle Liang shook his head and said.
"Zhenlei is simply a martial arts idiot. He is not interested in anything except practicing martial arts. He is simply unreasonable. What's worse is that he has an extreme aversion to firearms. He even threatened to make guns all over the world when he succeeds in his training.
All factories will be wiped out." Thinking about Zhen Lei's words and deeds, Li Jian couldn't help but laugh.
"If he can really accomplish this, it will be a great achievement." Uncle Liang said softly.
Zhao Xingnan was holding a woven bag for luggage between his two long arms. He was walking with his two short legs, and his two small eyes were wandering around, looking around. As he was walking, he was thinking: "Didn't Brother Qiang say that he would be picked up at the station?"
Mine? Why haven't you seen anyone else? You couldn't have forgotten this, right? Don't wait for him, let's find a place to have a meal first."
Zhao Xingnan strolled out of the station. Zhao Xingnan, who walked out of the mountains for the first time, was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Everything he saw was new, especially the young girls who were like flowers and butterflies. It was an eye-opener for Zhao Xingnan! Although
It was already autumn, but those fashionable women who wanted grace rather than warmth were still wearing surprisingly little, with plump buttocks, which made Zhao Xingnan drool! What surprised Zhao Xingnan the most were the women sitting at the door of the small house waving to him.
, all of them had their breasts exposed and their eyes seductive. Zhao Xingnan looked at these ladies and waved to him, and some even wanted to come over to pull him away. He gulped and muttered: "Damn! Is this the chicken that Brother Qiang said? They specialize in killing people.
Chickens? I won’t be fooled by you. Hey hey hey, people are killing chickens in our nook and cranny, which is good, chickens are killing people! But these chickens are pretty good-looking, much better looking than the big roosters I raise at home.”
Although Zhao Xingnan's legs were shorter, he walked slowly. Soon he walked out of a street and came to a snack street. The whole street was filled with small restaurants.
Those small restaurant owners who are used to seeing customers from the southeast and the northwest are most passionate about two things, one is killing cooked meat and the other eating raw meat. As soon as they saw Zhao Xingnan’s clothes and his small eyes, they knew that he had just entered the restaurant.
A bumpkin in the city. This was the perfect match for Zaisheng. So, whenever Zhao Xingnan walked to any stall, he had a smiling face. The boss enthusiastically pulled Zhao Xingnan toward his store. In their eyes, he was a homeless person.
Chickens slaughtered on behalf of others. Whoever catches them will get rich!
Finally, Zhao Xingnan was attracted by a boss who looked like Maitreya Buddha. Zhao Xingnan saw that the boss was particularly polite and charitable. Besides, he would eat at anyone's house, so Zhao Xingnan entered his shop.
"Sir, what do you want?" the boss asked Zhao Xingnan as he moved him to his seat.
"Bring me a plate of shredded potatoes. Five steamed buns first." Zhao Xingnan said.
"Sir, what kind of wine do you want? Our wine is famous for its quality. How about a bottle for you?" the boss said with a smile on his face.
"If you don't drink, I still have something to do. Drinking will make things worse." Zhao Xingnan said.
"Then what else would you like to order?" The smile on the boss's face had disappeared.
"No, one plate of vegetables is enough for me. When I eat at home, I usually only eat pickles. This is a waste of money." Zhao Xingnan said thoughtfully.
"Then I'll get you a pack of cigarettes. You smoke a pack first and wait for the food?" The boss's face turned gloomy.
"No, I don't smoke." Zhao Xingnan said again.
"Damn! I thought he was a god of wealth, but he turned out to be a poor man!" the boss muttered.
"Oh! Why is this person like this?" Zhao Xingnan felt unhappy when he saw the change in the boss's face.
"Your dish!" Boss Miller slammed a plate of shredded potatoes on the table.