I saw Pei Yanzhi like a sculpture, the spear in his hand was pointed an inch in front of Zhanfei's throat, his eyes looked at each other coldly, and he said lightly, "You lost!"

Although Zhanfei felt unbearable pain on his face, he sat on the ground, covering his face with one hand and supporting the ground with the other, and he didn't dare to move in a cold sweat, for fear that the spear in front of him would stab him in the neck.

Zhan Fei's face was terrified, because when Pei Yanzhi stabbed this shot just now, Zhan Fei almost had to pee his pants, because he really felt the murderous aura on Pei Yanzhi's body, and at that moment, Zhan Fei felt that he was a line away from death.

Pei Yanzhi looked at his defeated general, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "How about it, Zhanfei, my marksmanship is okay!"

Zhanfei looked at Pei Yanzhi, whose face slowed down, and finally let go of a big stone in his heart, but the feeling of being pointed at his neck by a spear was too terrifying, and the sharp pain on his face also made him a little hideous.

Zhanfei showed a bitter smile, slightly moved his neck tentatively away from Pei Yanzhi's gun, and said, "Brother Pei, I admit defeat, take the gun away!"

Hearing Zhanfei admit defeat in person, Pei Yanzhi also showed a bright smile, his right hand shook slightly, and the spear in his hand was retracted with a bang, and he turned his back behind him, looking like he had returned victorious.

Han Pingzheng was sitting there with a hint of horror on his face, after Pei Yanzhi's move to grab the gun just now, a close-range punch also made Han Pingzheng can't help but be amazed, but the next shot made Han Pingzheng almost out of his body, if Pei Yanzhi poked Zhanfei to death in public, Pei Yanzhi's life would be over.

This era is not the era of the past, you can challenge at will, after setting up a life and death evidence, even if it has legal effect, but now it can't, this kind of competition is generally handled according to the brawl, and if there are casualties, it will be a big trouble.

Fortunately, Pei Yanzhi finally stopped it and didn't really poke this shot out.

Zhanfei also endured the sharp pain on his face, and quickly stood up, covering his face with his hands, feeling a twitching pain on his face, and he didn't dare to look at Pei Yan, so he was about to turn over and step down.

"Wait!" A cry of life from hell reached Zhanfei's ears, causing the expression on Zhanfei's face to tighten, and then his body froze in place.

Zhanfei slowly turned around, looked at Pei Yanzhi with a forced smile, and asked, "Brother Pei, you are not as good as others in your skills, and you have already admitted defeat, why, you still refuse to let me go?"

Pei Yanzhi said with a smile, "Friend Zhan, aren't you going to ask for a gun?"

The corners of Zhanfei's mouth twitched slightly, just now after he was punched hard, the sharp pain on his face made him can't help but let go of the flower gun in his hand, now that he thinks about it, it is simply a shame for Wusheng, Wusheng's knife and gun, just like a weapon in the hands of a soldier on the battlefield, throwing away the weapon is equivalent to throwing away everything about himself.

Zhanfei smiled unnaturally and said, "Thank you Brother Pei for reminding me!" As he spoke, Zhanfei was about to bend down to pick up the flower spear on the ground.

However, Pei Yanzhi was much faster than him, and with a light step with his foot, with a little bit of force, the flower gun on the ground reached Pei Yanzhi's feet, and it was only >>

Seeing Pei Yanzhi gently lift up, he grabbed Zhanfei's spear with his left hand.

Zhan Fei was stunned for a moment, his face was a little cloudy, he showed a reluctant smile, and said, "Thank you Brother Pei!" With that, Zhan Fei was about to reach out to pick up the gun in Pei Yanzhi's hand.

Pei Yanzhi also laughed when he saw this, and said, "Friend Zhan, have you forgotten something?"

A hint of unnaturalness flashed across Zhanfei's face, but he pretended not to know what was going on and asked, "What's wrong, is there anything else?"

Pei Yan said with a disdainful face, "I didn't expect Friend Zhan to be so forgetful, don't forget, our battle is a shootout, and you lost, so, please pout your gun!"

At this moment, Zhanfei could no longer pretend not to know, a trace of hideousness flashed on his face, he forcibly endured the pain on his face, and said softly, "Brother Pei, do you really want to be so deceitful?"

When Pei Yanzhi heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and a series of venting smiles also made the entire auditorium quiet and could hear even a needle dropped.

Pei Yan said with a disgusted face, "Shameless, today is my master's apprenticeship ceremony, and it is also the most important moment in my Pei Yan's life.

If this situation is placed in the Republic of China, it will be a situation of endless death, but now it is a society under the rule of law, so we will take a step back and stop at the point, but whoever loses will shoot the gun, you also agree with this rule, in front of so many Peking Opera seniors and colleagues, you, Zhanfei actually want to deny it in public, I just want to ask, is there such a reason in the world!"

Zhanfei was forced by Pei Yanzhi's momentum, his body couldn't help shaking, he took a step back, his face changed drastically, and he said inwardly, "Pei Yanzhi, don't deceive people too much, in this era, what kind of shootout, if you win, forget it, do you really want to force me to death?"

Pei Yan said with an unmoved face, "Zhanfei, what's the use of talking about this now, how empty-eyed you were when you first came up, and you looked like you were sure of me, I believe that if the roles are reversed now, you will definitely let me know what real cruelty is! Don't talk nonsense, pout your gun!"

Pei Yan shook his left hand, and the flower gun in his hand flew flat towards Zhanfei, and Zhanfei subconsciously took the flower gun in his hand, with a look of embarrassment, with a trace of pain and entanglement on his face.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from a corner of the audience, "Pluck the gun!"

The entire auditorium couldn't help but be silent, and then there was another sound, "Pluck the gun!"

Then the sound of "pouting guns" continued to be heard.

When Zhanfei first came on stage, many of the Peking Opera actors below who were not here to find fault felt very unhappy, but Zhanfei's strength was really outstanding, and others did not dare to stand up and express their dissatisfaction.

But after Zhanfei's fiasco, some people have some sympathy for Zhanfei, but the vast majority of Peking Opera actors feel that Zhanfei is called self-inflicted humiliation, and Zhanfei's behavior of not wanting to admit it also makes other Peking Opera actors disdain to be with him.

So everyone began to crusade against him one after another, and the sound of "pouting" made Zhanfei's scalp tingle.