Tang Yuan's heart became colder and colder, he had never seen such a terrible marksmanship, and he didn't give you a little respite at all, just like a python that entangled people, getting tighter and tighter, and not letting go until it entangled you to death.

Coupled with the continuous high-intensity battles, Tang Yuan was already sweating on his forehead, and his heart began to get anxious, if he continued like this, it would be a matter of time before he was knocked out by others, not to mention that the true qi in his body was now seriously gone.

When the true qi is exhausted, then it will be a man-made knife and I will be a fish, thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in Tang Yuan's eyes...

Yang Feng didn't know what he was thinking, and increased the speed of his guns to the extreme, and even he didn't know how many shots he had made.

Finally, Yang Feng found a familiar feeling - it was the feeling of snatching his hand into the enemy's body.

A confident smile appeared on his face, although this kid was a bit tricky, but after all, he was still the same as those who died under his own gun, no exception!

Yang Feng's body was almost close to Tang Yuan, he let out a long breath and fired more than two hundred and eighty shots in a row, without giving Tang Yuan a chance to breathe during the whole process.

This is the characteristic of his marksmanship, if he sails against the current, he will retreat if he does not advance. If you advance, you will live and retreat, and you will die.

Yang Feng's exhaled breath blew on Tang Yuan's face: "Boy, you are proud enough, you are the first person to let me do my best!"

Tang Yuan, who originally seemed to be on the verge of death, suddenly raised the black Nether Blade in his hand and directly pressed it against Yang Feng's neck: "Really?"

Yang Feng never imagined that there would be such a change, he killed not 10,000 but 8,000, his own gun was obviously stabbed into his heart, and he clearly felt the feeling of the gun piercing into the flesh, how could it be wrong? Now Tang Yuan is still alive and can fight back, what is the situation?

"Surrender or death!" Tang Yuan's voice did not have a trace of emotion, as if it was from the Nine Hells.

Yang Feng is a master, but it seems that he has not yet cultivated to the realm of death, and after being stunned for a moment, he said, "You really have to let me go?"

"The premise is that you have to take refuge in me, otherwise today next year will be your death day!" After finishing speaking, he began to cough, and Yang Feng's shot stabbed him in the shoulder blade, if it wasn't for his perverted body, then this shot would be enough to pierce his heart.

Yang Feng was a top killer, he could naturally feel the murderous aura emanating from Tang Yuan's body, he didn't dare to bet, he could only lower his arrogant head: "I choose the former!"

After Tang Yuan heard his words, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and then he let go of the Nether Blade against his neck, and quickly tapped a few times towards the acupoints around his shoulder, stopping the bleeding from the wound.

"Manly man, talk about it, I hope you don't be a. Tang Yuan said coldly, just now he really wanted to stab the Netherworld Blade in front of him, then he could take the life of this fierce enemy, but in the end, just like when Wang Wei was at the beginning, he had a heart of love for talent, this Yang Feng's kung fu seems to be still above the little prince, if he can take it for his own use, it will really be like a tiger with wings.

Of course, Tang Yuan also has his reasons for doing this, before on the train or in the hotel, if Yang Feng shot at him, there was still a Gan Ruoyi to take care of on the side, then he was definitely not his opponent, and he might be killed by him, but he didn't do that at all, which is enough to show that he is a bright and upright person, so Tang Yuan will surrender or die.

Yang Feng was very unwilling in his heart, he didn't think that he would lose in Tang Yuan's hands, but the truth was so cruel, no matter what, people had spared his life, so he could only say helplessly: "Don't worry, I'm a master, pure!"

"That's your business, and now I need to go back to the hotel to treat my wounds. Tang Yuan glanced at him and said, he didn't care whether he was convinced or not, just listen to the order.

Yang Feng didn't say anything more, pinned the golden gun to the buckle on his waist, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain with square steps, Tang Yuan muttered in his heart that he could really pretend to be forced, and then followed, and waited for a long time at the bottom of the mountain before a taxi came over and brought them back to the King's Landing Hotel.

How dare Tang Yuan go back to his room for treatment? He could only follow Yang Feng to his room, take a shower, and let him bandage it.

"Give me your contact information, and I'll contact you if I have something. Tang Yuan didn't say anything polite to him, now that he is his own little brother, he can't give him too much face, otherwise wouldn't this thing take his boss seriously?

Yang Feng was very unhappy, he was the Supreme, when did anyone dare to talk to him in such a tone? But thinking that after all, people spared their lives, so they didn't get angry, and coldly told Tang Yuan their contact information.

After writing it down, Tang Yuan dropped a sentence and waited for me to call and then returned to his room, because his clothes had been punctured, he could only throw them away, carefully took out the pre-prepared change from the suitcase, and then tiptoed back to bed to sleep.

When Mr. Gan woke up the next morning and saw that Tang Yuan was still sleeping, he honestly snuggled into his arms, looked at his resolute cheeks like a knife, and fell into a state of obsession.

God is bound to open a window for you when he closes a door, after being dumped by Song Zhe, she lost her confidence in living in this world for a while, but fortunately she met Tang Yuan, otherwise she really didn't dare to imagine what her life would be like.

"Wife, what are you looking at? Are you so fascinated? Do I have flowers on my face?" Tang Yuan had actually woken up a long time ago, but he just wanted to see what Teacher Gan was going to do.

"Okay, so you're already awake? Hmph, you deliberately want to see me make a fool of myself, don't you?"

"Ahh This time it hit the wound, and Tang Yuan's painful cold sweat came out.

Teacher Gan naturally didn't know about his injury, and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay. "How dare Tang Yuan say that he was injured, he originally wanted to be so confused, but Teacher Gan insisted on seeing what happened to him, so in desperation, Tang Yuan could only take off his clothes and show her his wounds.

No matter how stupid Mr. Gan was, he understood what was going on, and immediately tears flowed out, and he called the hotel service staff to go out and buy bandages, disinfectant and medicine, and personally wrapped Tang Yuan before he was relieved.

After doing this, the two came to the self-exit restaurant on the first floor for breakfast, Yang Feng was also there, the two nodded and said hello, and there was no verbal communication.

Check out after eating and catch the car!

Originally, Tang Yuan thought that what Mr. Gan said was a bit polite, but he thought it was really partial, and the two took a minibus to the county in the city, and then transferred to a very old minibus and traveled along the gravel road for three hours to reach their town.

"Wife, it's almost time this time, right?" Tang Yuan had been a little addicted since he screamed in the morning, so he called Teacher Gan his wife along the way, and she didn't object.

"Hee-hee, come on, it'll be about the same in another hour. Gan Ruoyi may be the reason why she is about to get home, she seems to be extremely happy, and she keeps laughing.

"There's still an hour, aren't we going to walk back?" Tang Yuan asked, looking at the relatively backward town.

"If I come back by myself, I will definitely walk back, but with you as the eldest young master, then I can't walk, wait a while, I'll find you a taxi back." Saying that, Gan Ruoyi ran away with a grin.

Tang Yuan looked around, but he didn't see a taxi, just when he wondered how Teacher Gan was looking for a taxi, an open-top motorcycle drove over.

"Young man, get in the car!" the old man who drove the motorcycle shouted at Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan was dizzy to death, there is no need to repeat how cold the winter in the north is, this is still an open-top goods, of course, it doesn't matter with Tang Yuan's physique, but can Mr. Gan do it? He began to feel a little distressed.

"Wife, put on my clothes!" Tang Yuan took off his down jacket and draped it over Gan Ruoyi's body.