Chapter 70: Shoot
'Bland?'
'I'm afraid you have some serious misunderstanding of this word!'
The corners of Hong Ye's mouth twitched for the second time, and Tang Hong's heartfelt sigh sounded in his ears: "Plainness is true, ordinary is blessing, maybe mediocrity is the most powerful." β
Inside the car.
The air suddenly became quieter.
Tang Hong looked out the car window at the lively street scene.
Someone quarreled. β
'Someone eats. β
'Some people are in a hurry, listening to songs, walking, or even exercising and kissing. β
As the vehicle moved, these scenes flew backwards, but Tang Hong saw them at a glance.
Including sound.
No matter how good the sound insulation effect of the body is, how can it cover the extraordinary senses. Most of the visual hearing depends on the level of sensitive elements, and Tang Hong's sensitive elements break the second limit, and the senses are sharp to the extreme.
'It's hilarious. β
The quiet world that ordinary people sound to fall on Tang Hong's ears, but it is noisy and boiling, it is a prosperous market life composed of countless people.
'I'm so envious. β
The December sun shines on every corner of the city.
Tang Hong silently listened, watched, and felt.
Side.
was speechless at first, and then powerless, and Hong Ye's heart welled up with strange, recognized and admired thoughts, just like eating a bowl full of spicy tang with sugar, vinegar, salt, bitter and yogurt on dog days, not to mention how complicated it was.
The key is......
Hong Ye really couldn't figure it out...... How could Lao Tzu agree with this outspoken guy.
Could this be the domineering spirit of the legend?
Destined to become a leader, a character who flies into the ninefold clouds and turns into a true dragon, the people's aspirations, the fate favors, the world's favor, the son of the great universe of heaven, people can't help but follow the left and right?
'Non-existent. β
'How is that possible. β
'I don't dare to make up film and television scripts like this. β
However, this also indirectly shows that Tang Hong has begun to get in touch with the mystery of sensibility.
So Hong Ye pretended to be convinced.
He exclaimed: "The stronger the person, the more humble the truth, I understand today." Those who don't know anything about it and don't get up or down always like to boast that they are extraordinary, thinking that they will definitely reach the top, but they don't know that they are just frogs at the bottom of the well, and they can't recognize reality at all. β
"Alas. Tang Hong sighed: "Actually, I'm almost the same, my talent is indeed okay, but my strength is not enough." β
Said fluently, sincerely, who knows what you think in your heart, Hong Ye didn't care, and while holding the steering wheel to turn left, he secretly said: "Every genius is a monster, and it can't be measured by common sense." β
'Killing a heyday god in one breath is still called weak. β
It's not normal! That's right! Or it's genius.
Treat geniuses, don't ponder, it's meaningless, you can't figure it out anyway, you can't understand it, and the talent that overrides everyone will inevitably produce all kinds of concepts that override normal people's thinking.
And Tang Hong......
There is no imprint yet......
It is because the human element has not yet broken the second limit in all aspects...... Regardless of the miracles created by Tang Hong's participation in the war again and again, just talking about this brain circuit, Hong Ye believes that this person is a genius from the bottom of his heart.
He shifted gears, shifted to S gear, and lightly pressed the accelerator.
Hongye decided not to answer, silence is the best weapon, and it is invulnerable.
"Alas. β
Tang Hong thought of the huge gap between the conventional god and the dangerous god, and then thought of the true title of the god slave and the servant, and finally recalled the details of the encounter with the dangerous god in the Northeast Snow Mountain......
Fortunately, his little dream is to kill all the regular gods in the world.
If you change to a dangerous god, let alone an advisor, you won't even be able to enter the sainthood.
These considerations were not spoken, Tang Hong chatted about the matter: "I received a notice from the military that the next sweeping operation assistant will be replaced by you?"
"Yes. β
Hongye smiled slightly: "Black tea is old, now it is the world of our young people, more energetic and energetic, let me assist you." When we finish sweeping the Sichuan and Shu divisions, maybe there will be opportunities for continued cooperation. β
"Continue to cooperate?" Tang Hong was surprised, the situation in the Sichuan-Shu sub-district was very grim, and at the crumbling juncture, it was difficult to get out of the consultant level, and it was impossible to let Hongye run around.
There will be no chance of continued cooperation.
Hong Ye squinted his eyes, flashing with electric light, as if there was a hint of admiration: "Because...... The Xining sub-district, which is adjacent to the Sichuan-Shu sub-district, is about to have an additional advisor-level resident. β
Seeing that Tang Hong was curious and didn't sell Guanzi, Hong Ye said directly: "It's likely to be a mountain movers, nine times out of ten." β
Tang Hong took a deep breath: "No. 1 in the advisor-level combat power list...... By the way, how much you. β
"Huh?" Hongye didn't seem to hear clearly.
"How many names are you. Tang Hong added: "I forgot to check it last time. β
"Ahh β
Hong Ye rubbed his eyes, looked at the letter logo in the center of the steering wheel, and looked at the road ahead: "Don't disturb me driving, the road ahead is very crowded, I must concentrate on driving...... China's traffic safety law also emphasizes that there are thousands of roads, and safety comes first. β
"Where are you going?"
"Let's go to mahjong together. β
Hear the words.
Tang Hong was silent for a while.
It's getting harder and harder for one person to be on the first event.
Climbing mountains and jumping mountains, crossing the river, basically doing everything you can, but in order to become stronger, you can only be a little crazy.
Even if it is not understood......
Even if it doesn't make sense......
One person is worth it, and it doesn't matter how the process is to achieve this goal.
Tang Hong adjusted his tone, expression and demeanor, and his heart was full of joy: "I want to find a fun place!"
"Where?" Hong Ye became very interested when he saw this.
He was curious.
What could be a place that would make a god-killer feel fun?
......
Half an hour later, a professional shooting gallery.
"Fake!"
"Fake!"
β...... It's all fake!" Tang Hong went from being enthusiastic to full of loss, and his heart was very sad.
The guns provided in the shooting gallery are all fake.
It is said that in the whole of China, there are very few shooting galleries that provide real guns, only in the single digits.
"If it's fake, it's fake. Hong Ye couldn't help but persuade on the side: "It's not that I haven't used real knives and guns, I really like real guns so much, ask the central military to get you a gun license." β
"Makes sense!"
Tang Hong's eyes lit up, looking at Hong Ye and looking at him with hair in his heart.
I always feel that there is something bad going on.
......
An hour passed.
Nearby military bases.
The huge shooting range was empty, and there was not a single figure in sight, only the bullseye that stood up and did not move in the wind.
"Hongye!"
Tang Hong pulled Hongye, walking as if there was a wind, Mei Zizi handed over a black pistol full of bullets.
"I don't play, you play. "Hong Ye is not interested in these guns.
"How's that going to work? β
Tang Hong said with a deep face: "Take it quickly." β
couldn't help but say, unbuckled the insurance, and stuffed the loaded black gun into Hong Ye's hand.
Before Hong Ye could react.
I saw the figure move, the air flowed, and Tang Hongfeng ran away, which made Hong Ye fall into a deeper confusion, and a huge question mark seemed to appear in his head, so he was stunned with the black gun and watched Tang Hong run towards the bull's-eye.
'He ......'
Hong Ye scratched his chin.
'He wants to ......'
Hong Ye's eyes began to straighten.
"Hongye!"
Not far away, where the bullseye was, Tang Hong shouted loudly, as if it was the morning bell of the twilight drum, and suddenly woke up Hongye, only to feel that the hairs stood up one by one, and the whole person was directly stunned: "Hit me, use that black gun, remember not to be too fast!"
Hong Ye looked at Tang Hong, then looked down at the black pistol, and then looked up at Tang Hong.
He was confirming, incredulous.
"Crazy, crazy?"
"Shoot! You can't play anymore. β
γDing Dong!γ
[The first experience of a person dodging pistol shooting, one person is worth plus three]
ββ
Somewhere at the train station.
The bustling crowd fluctuates, there is hurry, joy, tension and indifference, and people's joys, sorrows and sorrows are not connected.
The station echoed with the sound of the arrival of the high-speed rail.
Listening to the echo and lowering the brim of his hat, Guo Bojun looked at the exit from afar: "Xiao Ziyun...... It's just to take this high-speed train. β
"It's finally here. β
"Fight with us. β
Just thinking about it, Guo Bojun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly waved his hand to meet him.