Chapter 805: The Way of the Man
The bandit spun in a circle and a half in the air like a windmill, and fell headfirst to the ground, only to hear a crackling sound from his cervical spine, and then collapsed to the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The arm bones were shattered, the ankle bones were broken, and now the neck bones were broken, and the whole person was like a puddle of rotten meat, and he lost his breath in an instant.
The only remaining bandit in the car was dumbfounded, he knew best what kind of strength his old guy had, the wrong name was invincible Iron King Kong, the muscles were as strong as steel, ordinary fruit knives would not hurt much, and the high muscle density was terrifying.
And muscles are the natural barrier to protect bones, but at this time, his bones were shattered by someone who hit him three or two times, how is this possible?
Of course, it is impossible to meet ordinary opponents, but today his opponent is Reignwood, a real master.
First of all, the Tai Chi Jin used in a punch to dissolve his fist strength, and then the punch used a penetrating strength, similar to beating a cow across the mountain, hitting the epidermis and acting on the inside, and then the sweeping leg used Ming Jin, and all the power was instantly concentrated in one point to explode.
In addition, there are different attack methods such as bright energy, dark energy, and tense strength in the inner boxing, but the opponent is too weak, so Reignwood has no chance to perform it at all.
And all of this is what he recently groped out from the Five Fowl Opera, which has been passed down for more than 2,000 years, and people have regarded the Five Fowl Opera as radio gymnastics, and the role is even inferior to the square dance, but they don't know that the inheritance of the medical god is broad and profound.
It's like a movie, after watching it, some people think it's a comedy, some people think it's a tragedy, but everyone's personality, experience, and knowledge are different, and they naturally have different experiences of the same thing!
As soon as Reignwood made a move, he killed the opponent, strictly speaking, he tortured and killed, leaving no respite for the enemy, and killing the enemy also played a role in deterring his accomplices!
However, the other party is also strictly trained, and he is an extremely vicious person, especially in this situation of life and death, even if he sees the opponent die tragically, although his heart is shocked, he is more interested in playing with his life and avenging his accomplices.
He reacted quickly, raised his gun and fired, a long point shot, aiming at Reignwood's heart.
Reignwood did not dodge or dodge, and raised his gun to shoot back.
Two groups of gunfire erupted from their respective muzzles, no more than twenty meters away, and the sound of bullets could even be heard.
Suddenly, there was a crisp ding, and a little spark burst out of the darkness, which was very weird.
The bandit was prostrate behind the car window, holding a special police punch, and looked at Reignwood in front of him in surprise.
He still had a cigarette in his mouth, a pistol in his hand still smoking, and the whole person was unharmed.
The bandit was convinced that he had fired first, and Reignwood fired back, and he didn't have anything to do, and he wasn't hit by bullets around him.
At the same time, he is very informative about his marksmanship, and he dare not say that one shot can kill a machine gunner who is a devil 800 miles away, but he can also penetrate Yang in 100 steps.
But why did he shoot in advance, but Reignwood was fine?
He immediately adjusted his mentality, took aim again, and shot accurately.
"Bang bang ......" two gunshots, the bandits fired, and Reignwood fired back, deliberately slower than him by a few tenths of a second.
Bite...... There was a faint spark that flickered in the darkness.
The bandit suddenly realized, and was so surprised that he almost bit off his tongue.
"This, how is this possible?" The bandit thought to himself: "He actually shot my bullet......"
This gun is equipped in China for special police purposes, rapid fire is extremely high, ten rounds per second is definitely no problem, although it is a point fire, but the speed is also extremely fast, and the speed of the bullet exceeds the speed of sound,
The distance between the two is less than 20 meters, from the launch to hitting the target, that is, in a thought, in such a short time, even the thinking can't keep up, let alone shoot, find the target, and shoot down the target, it's simply a fantasy.
But Reignwood just did it, two consecutive last-to-start first-comes, shooting down bullets flying in the dark, which seems to be something that even the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in the Anti-Japanese War drama can't do!
Reignwood had a cigarette in his mouth, his face was relaxed, still waiting for the other party to shoot, his whole body exuded strong confidence, not like a life-and-death fight at all, but like a shooting instructor training a little apprentice.
Of course, Reignwood is not magical enough to be compared to the Anti-Japanese War Heroes, and it is simply not able to shoot down bullets in the darkness at such a close distance.
But he has his own way, which is to aim at the muzzle of the opponent and shoot!
The speed of the bullet is too fast, and the trajectory cannot be grasped, and the slightest deviation will lead to a shot.
But the only thing that remains unchanged is the muzzle, no matter how fast the bullet is, it will be fired from the chamber, so as long as you hit the opponent's gun, you will naturally be able to shoot down the bullet.
Reignwood used powerful force to torture and kill bandits who were also known for their toughness, and now they used accurate marksmanship to face the bandits who were also very confident in their archery skills.
There's nothing more enjoyable than treating others the way you do, and it's even more sadistic to kill you the way you do it!
For example, defeat Tyson with fast punches, defeat Ali with butterfly steps, and defeat Mayweather with dodge skills!
Of course, all this is built on great strength, as well as rich combat experience and invincible self-confidence!
Hua Reignwood raised his gun and raised his eyebrows at the other party, full of provocation.
And the bandit was stunned, not only disrupting his rhythm, but also disturbing his mentality.
"I don't fucking believe in this evil!" The bandit gritted his teeth and cursed, then raised his gun to pull the trigger hard.
He was right in this choice, he used a submachine gun, and it only took a second or two to shoot all 30 bullets out of the magazine, while Hua Reignwood only had a pistol in his hand, and no matter how miraculous he was, he couldn't shoot all 30 bullets down.
Sometimes quantity beats quality!
The bandits were ruthless and ready to shoot in bursts.
"Bang!"
But at this moment, Reignwood's pistol rang out first, and the brilliant gunfire was the last sight the bandit had seen in his life, so brilliant and charming, until the bullet entered his eyebrows.
This is also a very simple truth, even if the rate of fire of a submachine gun is several times faster than that of a pistol, but if you want to excite, it is always up to someone to pull the trigger.
Reignwood abused the three bandits in a relaxed and happy way, in different ways, with different cruelty, and different pleasures.
brought a huge sense of oppression and fear to Wang Changhe, the only surviving one, as if he saw the devil smiling at him.
At this time, Wang Changhe was also hit on the head, bleeding profusely, sitting dizzily in the deformed co-pilot seat, his foot was stuck out, and he was injured, it was difficult to get out of danger by his own strength, but he didn't want to die, and he also knew that Reignwood would not let him die, he was very valuable.
Although he was very frightened in his heart, the old fox was still very calm on the surface, and looked at Hua Reignwood indifferently, as if he had eaten him.
Reignwood ignored him at all, and after inspecting the bodies of the three bandits, he checked the car again.
This is the car they used to escape, so put a spare gas in the trunk.
Hua Reignwood took out the oil drum with a sneer, and then bubbled the soda everywhere and sprayed it everywhere, the pungent smell mixed with the smell of blood in the air, filling it with a terrifying atmosphere.
Wang Changhe finally changed color because the gasoline was volatile right next to him.
Reignwood threw away the oil drum, and casually lit a cigarette, pushing the clouds and spitting out the fog in a leisurely manner, never looking at Wang Changhe, but what he was going to do next was already very clear.
Seventy-three-year-old Wang Changhe suddenly broke out, ignoring the severe pain of his broken leg, he forcibly pulled out the leg that was stuck under the deformed car, and scraped out a large wound, which was dripping with blood.
He slammed the twisted car door like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and the cracked window glass splashed and pierced his cheeks, but he didn't care, hitting hard again and again, and from time to time he looked up to see the cigarette in Reignwood's mouth, which was already burning.
'Bang bang...... Wang Changhe slammed the car door with his old bones, but he couldn't open it, and the blood on his head and face made him look hideous.
At this time, the cigarette in Reignwood's hand had burned to the end, and he gently blew off the ash on it, and the cigarette butt suddenly bloomed with a bright light, as high as 700 degrees Celsius.
"No, don't, I don't want to die yet!" Wang Changhe roared heartbreakingly.
Hua Reignwood smiled faintly and said, "I'll send you down now, I may still meet those innocent police officers who died on Huangquan Road, ask them if they want to die?" ”
After Reignwood finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the cigarette butt slid through the darkness like a meteor, and landed next to the car and instantly ignited the gasoline, and the fire was like a long-dormant monster, rising up, with a scorching high temperature, igniting the darkness.
"Ahh............h
"Help, help me!" Wang Changhe shouted heartbreakingly, seeing that he was about to be engulfed by the fire, at this time he did not have the wisdom of the old fox, and he did not have the domineering spirit of a high-ranking person, he was completely a helpless old man.
Reignwood turned a deaf ear, but hid far away, as if afraid of being affected by the explosion.
He looked at all this indifferently, the body of the bandit outside the car had already burned, and Wang Changhe saw it in his eyes, and his spirit completely collapsed.
"I am convinced, I am convinced, I am willing to say everything, I am willing to bear the guilt." Wang Changhe roared like crazy as if he had confessed before he died.
A wise smile appeared on Reignwood's face: "Twenty years ago, who was the person who instructed you to frame Officer Hua?" ”
Wang Changhe said without thinking: "It's Hong ......"
"Wait a minute!" He was about to speak, but was stopped by Reignwood.
Wang Changhe didn't know why, but the surging fire in front of him had already covered his vision, and it was about to burn him.
At that moment, a large hand appeared before him through the wall of fire, and a layer of misty light enveloped the arm, eradicating the flames.
Reignwood made a move at the critical moment, pulled open the deformed car door, took Wang Changhe out like a chicken, and said with a smile: "Since you like fire, I have thought of a new way to play for you!" ”