Chapter Seventy-One: Freaks
"it!"
This was the only thought that came to Lu Fan's mind at that moment.
But the moment he saw the pistol, his brain was like triggering a switch, and a lot of information came out uncontrollably.
A series of information about the gun, such as the name of the gun, the effective range, the power of the gun, etc.
It was like a number of treasures in his mind, as if it were imprinted in his mind.
But at this moment, the distance between him and Dewey was only three meters!
In such a short distance, if Dewey had fired, he would have only been shot in the head.
"What should I do?!"
Lu Fan in his mind. Thoughts flow like light.
Dewey was not polite to him, although he had a smile on his lips, but his fingers pressed towards the trigger at an extremely fast speed!
And Lu Fan's eyes, but subconsciously, fell on Dewey's elbow.
A second before Dewey's finger pulled the trigger, Lu Fan noticed that a muscle above his elbow twitched slightly.
That's it!
Lu Fan's eyes flashed. His head tilted to the right, almost instinctively.
Burst!
A faint flash of fire flashed through the muzzle.
After the bullet passed through the silencer, it flew out of the chamber and grazed against the sideburns of the landing sail!
The temperature brought by the high-speed rotation made his hair burn a few strands. It has a faint burnt smell.
Lu Fan stood stiffly in place, feeling that his soul was out of his body at that moment.
I don't know how long it took for him to gradually return to his soul.
The control of the body is also returning little by little.
He...... Didn't even die?
Finally, Lu Fan's mind began to think about this question.
His eyes widened, and his hands kept stroking over his body.
Impossible, Dewey definitely shot at him just now, but he somehow dodged the bullet!
This is too weird!!
On the other side, Dewey also smacked his lips in amazement, and muttered softly: "It's really like his father, a natural freak!"
"Boy, you have a good talent, I can teach you that. "
At this moment, Dewey's voice sounded faintly.
Lu Fan glanced up at him, and didn't know what to say with his mouth open.
The next moment, Dewey took out a key from his pocket, threw it in front of Lu Fan, and said, "This key can open the door to the basement of the abandoned factory last time." After that, that's your training room. "
"There are all kinds of equipment to train you, you can go and study how to get it yourself, and I believe that with your talent, you will soon be able to master it. "
"I'll come to you from time to time to test your training, but I have to tell you that I have a variety of testing methods and there is never a set pattern. "
"Like I shot at you just now, next time I might be a kilometer away, directly aimed at you with a sniper rifle, I don't care if you live or die, since you want to learn my skills, you have to be prepared for accidental death, understand?"
As he said this, the flirtatious smile on Dewey's face faded away, and his eyes flashed with a bayonet-like edge.
Lu Fan felt a thrill in his heart, but he didn't have any fear, but he had a feeling of excitement!
Yes, it's exciting!
It was the excitement of challenging the impossible, though he believed Dewey wasn't joking with him. He was indeed under threat of death at any moment.
But how could he progress without this threat?
Thinking like this, Lu Fan bent down to pick up the key and said in a deep voice: "I understand, I will go to training!"
"Okay, there will be a period later, I hope next time, you don't die in my hands!"
Dewey grinned, turned his back to Lu Fan and waved his hand, and wanted to leave.
"Wait a minute!"
Before Dewey could take a step, Lu Fan directly called out to him.
"Is there anything else?"
Dewey looked back and asked suspiciously.
"Can you tell me how I dodged the bullet just now?"
Lu Fan grabbed his hair and smiled awkwardly.
There will be such questions, it's not that Lu Fan is looking for trouble.
It's that he really doesn't know how he dodged the bullet.
He only felt that moment. His mind went blank and he couldn't react to anything, so he somehow avoided the bullets.
Dewey gave him a strange look.
In his mind, he recalled more than ten years ago, the man who looked very similar to Lu Fan.
It's also an embarrassed smile. Ask him this question.
After thinking for a while, Dewey explained: "In the notebook I gave you, there should be a record that when a person's finger pulls the trigger, the muscles in the elbow area will be pulled, which is the so-called pulling a hair and moving the whole body." "
"As long as you concentrate enough, you can notice the moment your elbow muscles flutter and you make evasive movements. There is an 80 percent chance of dodging the bullet. "
Hearing this, Lu Fan couldn't help but suddenly realize.
So that's it!
He had read the notebook, and he did remember the contents of it.
But there are some things that he just remembers, but does not understand.
For example, what Dewey said just now, he couldn't figure it out before.
But just now, in the face of that situation, his brain and body entered an unprecedented coordination. directly put the theory he mastered into practice and avoided the fatal bullet.