238.The Empty Gun (Part I)

But that person didn't see that Feng Zilong's posture was actually very special. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In terms of posture, there is a name that frightens people's hearts, which is called killing.

Only if that person doesn't shoot, as soon as he shoots, he is the first to be killed. Because Feng Zilong had already made all the preparations to deal with him.

The gun was in his sleeve, and whenever he wanted to kill, it would bounce into his hand at any time.

He doesn't take a gun lightly.

As soon as his gun is taken out, it means that someone is going to die.

He didn't want to kill the person in front of him yet, because he wasn't sure about the identity of the other party yet. Once he is sure that the other party is a mortal person, the king of heaven will not be able to save him.

He kills people and is always calm. Including the person in front of him, he didn't know that he was ready to kill. Although he was ready to kill, he didn't move at all.

Because as soon as he moves, someone must die.

He is the man who is feared in the capital of the underworld.

"What do you want?" said the man in the boss's chair.

Although his body was only sideways, the attentive Feng Zilong found that he had changed a shooting angle. Just now, he was going to shoot the heart, and he was going to shoot the right lung. If you are shot in the heart, you will definitely die, and it is definitely a miracle to survive. He was shot in the lung, and although he could survive, he had to be rescued in time. If he can accurately hit the lungs, then if Feng Zilong wants to live, the probability is infinitely close to zero, because he does not allow Feng Zilong to leave here alive.

If he remembered correctly, Feng Zilong should have been the second person to be carried away from here.

- The muzzle of his gun is still aimed at Feng Zilong, but the point of fire has changed from the heart to the lungs.

Feng Zilong cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, and also moved his body to the side. But the man didn't notice the tiny movement. Although this action was very small, according to his ballistic calculations at this time, the unloaded bullet would be shot next to Feng Zilong's skin.

The gunman is very powerful, and that is for ordinary people.

Like the gunman in front of him, in front of others, he definitely has an overwhelming advantage, but in Feng Zilong's eyes, he is not very much, he is still just a person, a person who can shoot!

"The gun is in your hands, and the right to speak is also in your hands. ā€

After speaking, Feng Zilong laughed again.

He smiled so brightly, so calmly, so happy, as if the world suddenly dropped a sister Lin into his arms, looking left and right, touching left and right, this Sister Lin is absolutely real.

"What are you laughing at?"

The man seemed a little upset.

When you are unhappy, you like to ask for people's lives.

He wanted Feng Zilong's life in an instant.

He had already raised his gun.

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Feng Zilong's lungs.

"I'm laughing at you for being stupid. ā€

Feng Zilong replied without leaking.

His style of answering smoothly never gives it to the other party.

The man also didn't understand why he said that.

But what he thought to himself was - am I really stupid?

In fact, he is not stupid, but his train of thought was led away by Feng Zilong.

One of the most terrible ways for a person to talk to another person is to be led by others in their own thinking. That person actually didn't notice it all along, and his mind was led away by Feng Zilong from the beginning.

In a certain sense, he was just responding to Feng Zilong's words. But on the surface, it was his words that were overwhelming. In other words, if there was a third party on the scene, then they would definitely think that Feng Zilong had lost, because he was suppressed by that one from the beginning, not to mention that he also had a gun aimed at Feng Zilong in his hand.

As long as he pulled the tongue of the gun, Feng Zilong would pour it in the rising cigarette.

"Am I really stupid?"

When he said this, he was suddenly stunned. Because this is exactly the question that Feng Zilong wants to hear.

"Indeed, you're stupid, and you're stupid!"

After Feng Zilong finished speaking, he laughed unscrupulously.

The sound of laughter hit the man's ear drums, making him feel angry.

I have a gun, you are under my gun, why do you call me stupid? The man fought in his heart, and at the same time, he pulled the gun in anger.

Trumpet!

The muffled sound of gunfire sounded like a man coughing.

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, smoke rose in a curling circle.

Behind the rising cigarettes, he didn't see Feng Zilong fall.

Feng Zilong had disappeared before his eyes.

Where did he go?

He was frightened, and suddenly felt the muscles in his neck tighten, and then something was embedded in it.

It's a knife!

He was dumbfounded when he confirmed that it was indeed the knife pressed against his neck.

How did the person in front of him run behind him? How did he do it? It stands to reason that he had to go around the large table in front of him to go behind him, but he ...... That person really didn't dare to think about it, Feng Zilong was right, he was really stupid, and he was so stupid.

"Who the hell are you?"