"Click!"

A knife light flashed with the sound of sharp knives, and fireworks of metal colliding with each other flashed, and everyone only heard the sound of metal being cut left and right. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whoosh!"

The bullet that was divided into two also staggered left and right at the moment of being slashed by the blade, and the trajectory of a V-shaped movement from Liu Suifeng's left and right ears almost slashed past.

Liu Suifeng, who wielded the knife, stood calmly in place, looking at the gun-wielding gunner, and the corners of his mouth swept up with a trace of disdain.

“What―the―fxxk？！”

Seeing this scene, the second shot gunman also widened his eyes, and he couldn't control it and scolded it in his native language.

"What... What? Cut the bullet?"

Tang Wan'er and the others couldn't believe it was true.

After all, the person who shoots a fast gun in this second is not a vegetarian with a "revolver".

Although firearms are abundant in lighthouse countries and allow everyone to own them, the owners are far ahead of the firearms manufacturing process in other countries.

But no matter how far ahead it is, it is probably only at the level of the arquebus of the Ming Dynasty in China, and even in terms of effective killing distance and attack frequency, it is far lower than that of a skilled archer, and it is almost the same as a hand crossbow.

But this revolver is a top high-tech firearm built by the Beacon Country, and it is also known as the "Four Great Firearms" along with the M16 rifle of the Beacon Country, the AK47 rifle of the Fighting Country, and the Maxim Heavy Machine Gun of the Corrupt Country.

However, like the other three guns, it has reached the level and power of post-modernity, and belongs to the artifact level.

But the number is also the same as the other three kinds of divine firearms, which are pitifully small.

In the entire lighthouse country, there are only three "revolvers".

But now, the high-speed bullet fired from "one of the strongest firearms in the lighthouse country" was easily cut by Liu Suifeng.

This made Xiaoqing, who was in the dark, feel a little surprised by Liu Suifeng's true strength.

Only then did I remember the words of his master, the old man in black-"Don't approach him without permission, it's dangerous." ”

Liu Suifeng also waved the knife in his hand again, pointing at the second-shooting gunner who fired the gun, the clothes and pants fluttering in the wind, and an indescribable sense of beauty, "Let me see, whether my knife is fast, or your gun is fast!"

"Hmm!"

Looking at Liu Suifeng's appearance of pretending to be a remnant behind him, everyone was hairy and the blood in his body was completely agitated.

The whole person completely substituted Liu Suifeng, feeling the immersive feeling of blood boiling, just thinking of using the knife in his hand to let these foreign diners who insulted the descendants of Yan and Huang swallow back the four words "The Sick Man of East Asia" alive.

Even Tang Wan'er didn't know why, looking at Liu Suifeng, who was raising a knife and facing seven foreign powerhouses, she only felt that her face was slightly hot, and she was slightly flushed.

Somehow, looking at the ordinary facial features that Liu Suifeng had disliked countless times by him, he kept speeding up and pounding.

And a person in a private room at the height of the Spicy Building, Lin Daiyu, who was wearing a black canary cheongsam, was even more weak, and directly didn't let the willow be handsome and wet with the wind, if he hadn't held the bookcase on the side with one hand, I am afraid that the whole person would have fallen weakly.

Slowly leaning against the wall and walking to the side of the bed, he climbed to the bed weakly, and used his last bit of strength to hug the pillow on the bed with the portrait of Liu Suifeng, listening to the sound of battle outside the window, and whispering "Hmm... Hmmm...".

……

After less than a minute of fighting, the "Eight-Nation Alliance" that tried to break into Huabi County, my country, and snatch the national treasure Lao Gan Mei hot sauce, was destroyed!

After the battle, the venue was in shambles.

The icy bullet casings of the Lighthouse Nation.

A broken foil in the capital of romance.

The dusty Iron Cross of the Third Reich.

Bloody bearskin hat of the fighting nation.

Austro-Khatronic deformed cavalry officer's helmet.

Handmade leather shoes dropped by the mafia.

Of course, there is also the rotten Marco Polo who was nailed into the wall before and made into a postmodern art by Liu Suifeng.

However, the most shocking thing is the terrifying knife marks on the ground.

Like the marks left by the claws of a giant beast, it tore through the hard ground and turned up the deep buried dirt.

Even the foundation of the entire competition ground was shaken by the aftermath of Liu Suifeng's swings, tilting down to the southeast.

With the end of this battle, there were the "Eight-Nation Alliance" lying all around, the stunned Tang Wan'er and other diners, and the frightened onlookers.

Liu Suifeng was still the same Liu Suifeng, and he didn't pay attention to all this, and as soon as he put away his knife, he walked through all of this, and walked quickly towards the spicy building where the winner should go.

Because there, it is possible to find clues to his master's whereabouts.

But when he walked into the Spicy Building, Liu Suifeng only saw two little maids standing on the left and right, but did not see Lin Daiyu herself.

After waiting for a while, I saw Lin Daiyu herself slowly walking out of the room.

Compared with the black canary cheongsam before, for some reason, I changed to a white canary cheongsam.

And his face was blushing, he walked a little unsteadily, his whole body was weak and weak, and he was helped by a maid for a while, and then he took the bottle of the winning old godgirl hot sauce and came to Liu Suifeng.

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Suifeng also retreated from the previous state of judging the two of them, and asked with some concern.

After all, although Liu Suifeng had heard that Lin Daiyu was such a weak chicken, he really didn't expect that he would be so weak.

Lin Daiyu didn't dare to look directly into Liu Suifeng's eyes, her eyes dodged and looked to the side, so she handed over the bottle of old godgirl hot sauce to Liu Suifeng.

Before Liu Suifeng could speak, he took out another portrait of Liu Suifeng and a pen, and in front of everyone, he asked Liu Suifeng with a blushing face: "Can... Can you sign for me?"

"Uh... This ......" Liu Suifeng, who was just about to ask him about his master's whereabouts, was also a little overwhelmed by this unexpected scene for a while.

But seeing Lin Daiyu raise her head, her big watery eyes and a pitiful pleading look, Liu Suifeng could only take the pen in Lin Daiyu's hand, "That... All right. ”

"What!" Dong Qingshu and other half-dead male diners also forgot about the pain on their bodies when they saw this scene and jumped up.

What kind of old godgirl hot sauce or something, it's not the purpose of them coming here to fight to the death!

This beautiful and lovely sister Lin is their real conspiracy!

But now looking at her goddess, she is so shy towards a man, and she unabashedly shows the admiration in her heart, Dong Qingshu and the others, but they all screamed "Ahhhhhhh

"Ahhh

But Dong Qingshu's wail hadn't fallen yet, and Lin Daiyu, who had received Liu Suifeng's autographed photo, said the words that made them desperate: "Brother Suifeng, the light in someone's room is broken, and I can't reach it, can you come in and help me change a light bulb?"

"Ahhh

"Change the light bulb, change your sister's light bulb! This is the ancient time of lighting candles! Edison was not born yet, and Franklin has not yet gone to fly a kite!"

Hearing this far-fetched excuse, Dong Qingshu and many other male diners had completely collapsed, crying bitterly, leaving tears of despair.