Chapter 132: Archery
The middle-aged man who came out of the secret room was in his fifties, wearing black and white clothes, with a cold gaze and a solemn expression.
This middle-aged man, Liu Xing, had not seen it before, but he felt that he was a little familiar.
Thinking about it carefully, this middle-aged man is four or five points similar to Guo Tieming, the captain of the criminal police team, especially those eyes, which are like eagle eyes, revealing a fierce color.
"This middle-aged man is Mr. B?"
Liu Xing did not show up immediately, and he still couldn't determine the identity of the middle-aged man, so he decided to wait and see.
I saw the middle-aged man walk to the center of the research room, look around, and for a moment, he said to himself: "Strange, how did Dai Zhiwen escape?"
Judging by his voice, this middle-aged man is none other than Mr. B!
Mr. B seemed to remember something, walked quickly to a row of white safes on the west side of the research room, entered a long series of passwords, and with a bang, the safe was opened.
Mr. B looked into the safe, and then sighed lightly: "Fortunately, I didn't lose anything!" After speaking, he prepared to close the safe.
The surface of the safe is smooth, like a mirror, through which you can clearly see the situation on the opposite side of the research room.
At this time, Mr. B accidentally discovered that there seemed to be a black foreign object hidden in the gap behind one of the instruments in the research room.
"What's that?"
Sensing that the situation was wrong, Mr. B touched his arms with both hands, pulled out two hands-guns, and the movements were as fast as lightning, and they were completed in one go.
The pistol was black and gold, and the muzzle was aimed at the black foreign object in the gap, and Mr. B immediately pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The crisp gunfire rang out suddenly, Liu Xing's mind moved, his body leaped up, turned into a black shadow, jumped out of the gap, and swept into the air.
Before he had time to catch his breath, one bullet after another had already flown in, Liu Xing's body turned around, his body changed sharply in the air, flew to the opposite wall, his toes touched the surface of his feet, and immediately reflexively bounced away, and at the same moment, two bullets were shot on the wall.
Before Liu Xing landed, the gunshots had already sounded again.
Mr. B holds two guns in both hands and shoots them quickly, each shot is fast and accurate, hitting the vital point, and the slightest mistake will kill him on the spot.
Under the attack of the two guns, Liu Xing used light skills to jump up and down, dodging left and right, and the impermeable bullets made him have no chance to breathe, so he could only keep dodging.
The opponent's marksmanship is extraordinary, each shot seems to have been carefully calculated, predicting the trajectory route of Liu Xing's flight in advance, although there are only two guns, but the guns are deadly, Liu Xing feels as if he is trapped in a dense rain of bullets, every step is terrifying, and he can't prevent it.
Liu Xing wanted to get close to Mr. B and end the battle quickly, but unfortunately, the oncoming bullets made Liu Xing fall into a passive situation, and he could only keep dodging, with almost no chance to fight back.
After firing eighteen shots in a row, Liu Xing was forced to jump to the ceiling.
At this time, the bullet of the black pistol in Mr. B's left hand had been exhausted, Liu Xing saw the opportunity, his middle finger snapped, and with a snort, a small pebble shot out, with the sound of breaking the air, the pebble shot down the golden gun in Mr. B's right hand.
As soon as the internal force sank, Liu Xing's body flew down from the ceiling, and his right hand slapped with the momentum, and he slapped it on Mr. B's chest.
It is the flying dragon in the sky of "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent"!
Boom!!
Under the overwhelming force of the palm, Mr. B was shot out like a ball, and after crossing a distance of more than ten meters in the air, he hit the wall behind him heavily, and his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.
At the moment when the blood splattered on the ground, Mr. B also sat down on the floor, his face a little pale.
"Ahem!"
After a few painful coughs, Mr. B covered his chest with severe pain, his eyes stared slightly, and he looked at the black shadow man in front of him: "This ...... How is this possible? You can dodge my bullets!"
Liu Xing didn't speak, he looked down at his left arm, and saw a small hole in the black clothes on his arm.
His black clothes were grazed by bullets!
"What a great marksmanship!"
Liu Xing sighed secretly in his heart, he had the reputation of "Lingbo Weibu", and he had learned Chu Liuxiang's supreme light skills, and ordinary people couldn't hurt him at all when they shot him.
It's just that the Mr. B in front of him is not an ordinary gunman, his marksmanship is definitely specially trained, and his marksmanship level is far beyond ordinary people!
Liu Xing looked at his left arm, but fortunately, his clothes were torn and he didn't hurt his body.
"You...... Who the hell is it?" At this time, Mr. B, who was sitting on the ground, looked at Liu Xing a few times, and said, "You are the legendary Black Shadow Man?"
Liu Xing was noncommittal.
"You...... Can you really fly?" Mr. B's pale face showed great confusion, "How did you do that? For more than thirty years, you were the first person to survive my gun." β
Liu Xing said: "It seems that you have killed a lot of people. β
"You should do whatever it takes to do great things, what is it to kill a few people?" Mr. B thought of something, and asked rhetorically, "Are you here to take revenge today?"
Liu Xing shook his head: "No." β
"Isn't it revenge?" Mr. B frowned and looked at the book coffin in front of the research room, "What do you want? No, you can take everything here, except for the book coffin!"
Liu Xing asked rhetorically: "Do you still have room to bargain with me now?"
Mr. B's face changed slightly, he calmed down slightly, and said, "Black Shadow Man, although I don't know who you are, but judging from the news reports, you don't look like a very unreasonable person. This coffin means nothing to me, it is a relic left by our Guo ancestors, you can't take it with you. β
"The relics of the Guo family's ancestors?" Liu Xing wondered, "This coffin belongs to your family?"
"Not bad!" Mr. B wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly, "I'm sorry to tell you, I am a descendant of the Guo family, a family of archery, and my name is Guo Zibao." β
"Guo Zibao, a family of archery?"
Liu Xing's brows moved slightly, searching for relevant memories in his mind.
In the history of the Huaxia Kingdom, wars were extremely frequent, and in countless bloody killings, the ancestors of the Huaxia Kingdom summed up many killing techniques, which eventually became the martial arts of the Huaxia Kingdom after thousands of years of development.
There are many types of martial arts in Huaxia, including swordsmanship, swordfighting, boxing, legging, archery, and so on.
Among them, more than half of the most famous archery masters in Huaxia are from the Guo family.
More than 800 years ago, the ancestors of the Guo family killed countless enemies with their shocking archery skills, conquered everything, were invincible, and made great achievements.
Unfortunately, later there was a coup d'Γ©tat in the dynasty. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, after the new emperor ascended the throne, the ancestor of the Guo family was not only removed from the official position of the general who protected the country, but also imprisoned and died of depression.
In order to escape the pursuit of the emperor, the descendants of the Guo family fled east and west, and the death and wounding were injured, and the Guo family, the former archery family, declined, and the amazing archery skills in the family were lost.
These are all old things more than 800 years ago, Liu Xing didn't know about it originally, but his sister Liu Shiming is an archaeologist, and she has often heard her mention it.
According to Liu Shiming, Guo Tieming, the captain of the criminal police team, is the descendant of the Guo family, and the children and grandchildren of the Guo family seem to be very talented in shooting.
It is precisely because of his superb marksmanship that Guo Tieming was reused in the police station, and in just two years, he was exceptionally promoted to the captain of the criminal police team.
The Mr. B in front of him claims to be Guo Zibao, and he, like Guo Tieming, is also a descendant of the Guo family.
"The archery skills of our Guo family's ancestors are unmatched in the world, and if it weren't for the dynastic coup, it would definitely go down in history. Guo Zibao said with some indignation.
Liu Xing asked rhetorically: "After all this, you still haven't made it clear why the coffin is a relic of your Guo family's ancestors?"
Guo Zibao reminded: "There is a password prompt in the coffin, asking who the protagonist of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is, you should know, right?"
Liu Xingdao: "So what?"
Judging from the title of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", it is obviously an archery novel, which must be about the heroic deeds of archery masters. Guo Zibao straightened his voice and said abruptly, "Looking at the entire Huaxia country, which family can compare their archery skills with our Guo family? Looking at the entire history of China, apart from the Guo family, which other family can be called archery heroes? Obviously, in the field of archery, only our Guo family is worthy of the word 'hero'! This book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" records the heroic deeds of our Guo family ancestors, and the coffin is naturally the relics left by the Guo family ancestors!"
After a pause, Guo Zibao said again, "Since the coffin is a relic of the Guo family, as a descendant of the Guo family, I naturally have to protect this coffin." β
Liu Xingdao: "Just based on the title of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", you believe that the coffin is related to the Guo family, is this too far-fetched?"
"No, I'm telling the truth. I'll take you somewhere, and you'll know right away that I'm not lying. β
After speaking, Guo Zibao held on to the wall with both hands, slowly stood up, and endured the pain in his chest, he walked towards the door of the secret room that he had opened before.
Liu Xing was a little curious, so he followed and walked into the secret room......
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