Bang! The crisp gunfire suddenly resounded through the valley, echoing endlessly, shaking the snow foam all over the sky, gradually becoming obscure!

Since the end of those war-torn years, Mr. Liu has never been as angry as he is today. And this anger is even more fierce than when he led the troops and harvested the lives of those little devils!

Because at that time, he was not dealing with people, but animals! But now that half of his feet have stepped into the coffin board, it is not those animals that force him to raise the muzzle of the gun again, but the descendants of Yan and Huang who have the same blood as him!

And they fought the country and spilled their blood at the beginning, so that there would no longer be such bastards in the world, but now the world has become like that again, which is how can the old man contain the anger in his heart.

The roaring sound hovered above the canopy for a long time before it gradually calmed down. The drunks in the arena were completely stunned at this time, and one by one they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, for fear that if they did something blind, the old man would also come to them. They really didn't expect this thin old man to really shoot!

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, the drunk man who was jumping in front of the old man and clamoring for the old man to shoot only felt that the alcohol in his brain dissipated instantly, and a chill went up his spine. And when the thunderous sound sounded, he had never felt that death was so close to him as he was at that moment.

It's over, this old bastard, why are you so ruthless! The drunk felt something fly past his brain, he knew it was a bullet, and in that moment, he felt like he was finished! This life is definitely not kept. In despair, his legs weakened, and he couldn't help but collapse to the ground, staring at the sky with his eyes, and began to regret everything he had done in the past.

After a long time, the ice and snow around his neck slowly melted, turning into ice water and flowing towards his back. When the piercing cold feeling appeared, the drunk man not only did not point to the sky and curse as usual, but was inexplicably excited, and even had the urge to cry! He knew that he was not dead, and that the shot did not hit him after all!

The drunk man only felt that his brain was cold for some reason, and when he reached out to touch it, he didn't touch the familiar feel of the dogskin hat, and after scanning his eyes around in fear, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, only feeling that half of his body was cold.

Old Man Liu's shot was indeed fired at him, but it was not him, but the dogskin hat on his head!

At this moment, the dogskin hat was lying quietly in the snow, belching green smoke outward, emitting a pungent smell of burning, and the source of the smoke was the bullet hole that passed through the middle of the hat!

Sharpshooter, this old guy is definitely a sharpshooter! Looking at the smoking hat, a chill inexplicably rose in the drunkard's heart.

Although Old Man Liu was standing very close to him just now, from the moment the old man raised his hand to shoot until the second he pressed the trigger, his eyes didn't even roll. But just like that, he didn't even aim and prepare, but it was like grazing his head and knocking down the dogskin hat.

This strange situation only shows one problem, that is, this old man is afraid that he has been touching the gun for half his life, and he uses the gun as smoothly as his own arm, so he can achieve this kind of state of bullet without missing a shot.

Not to mention him, even Lin Bai and Liu Jingtian were completely stunned when they saw the old man's hand! They really didn't expect that the old man, who was over 100 years old, still had such excellent marksmanship. Although Liu Jingtian had heard a lot of legends about those sharpshooters in the army, he didn't expect that the real masters were by his side.

In the barracks, there is such a saying. A real sharpshooter is not only fed with bullets, but also trained in actual combat. In that war-torn era, although there was a shortage of materials, the most important thing was the opportunity to fight. Not to mention, it was those animals who did all kinds of evil things when they fought with Old Man Liu back then!

And because of the limited number of bullets, it is even more necessary for the person with the gun to do as much as possible to miss the bullet, and each shot hits an enemy. And under such a request, in that era, sharpshooters appeared in an endless stream, which was not uncommon. And Old Man Liu is an important member of these sharpshooter armies.

And unlike those other generals, even if he was later promoted, Old Man Liu always took the lead and charged on the front line. It is precisely for this reason that after so many years, the old man's marksmanship has not been abandoned.

"Go back and call me the man who told you to come and demolish it! I want to see how many heads he has grown to dare to do such a thing! Pulling the bolt of the gun, Old Man Liu was as majestic as a tiger, staring at the leading drunk, and sneered: "When Lao Tzu was fighting devils, you were still drinking milk at home, and you wanted to play tricks with me, go back and eat milk for a few years!" ”

"Grandpa, grandpa is mighty and domineering!" Seeing that the old man was so violent, Lin Bai and Liu Jingtian were also on the side, trying to relieve the anger in the old man's heart with good obedience, so as not to make him have something wrong because of the sudden increase in blood pressure.

"Bastard!" Looking at the appearance of Lin Bai and Old Man Liu, the drunk man in the lead became more and more indignant, grabbed the dogskin hat on the ground, threw it at Old Man Liu, and scolded in his mouth: "Stinky old dog, and you puppies, Lao Tzu will kill you first, and then clean up those little!" ”

Although the shot just now showed Old Man Liu's gun skills to the fullest, in the eyes of this drunk, Old Man Liu's shot did not dare to kill him, which means that he still has nothing to rely on, at best he is just an old hunter! Besides, if today's incident spreads, how will I lead my brothers to fight in the future, and how can I hold my head up in front of those bigwigs outside.

And I brought so many people, I really don't believe it, I can't clean up the old and young in front of me.

"Brothers, give it to me!" The drunken man in the lead made a big move, led the crowd around him, and approached Lin Bai, wanting to rely on the tactics of the crowd to ruthlessly clean up Lin Bai and Old Man Liu.

The white snowflakes and the black-clothed crowd, these two completely different colors are just like the righteousness and evil in this world!

"Which of you dares to mess with my old chief (Brother Bailong)!" Just when the crowd rushed to the front, there was a sudden shout from the villagers under the mountain on the mountain road, and they heard the gunshots at the bottom of the mountain, and immediately felt that it was not good.

The strong man in the lead was a little worried when he heard this movement at first, but when he turned his head to look, he burst out laughing. Two fists are hard to beat four hands, he was originally a little afraid of these villagers who went up the mountain, but this time he turned his head, he saw that although these guys were the guys, they were all tools for digging and eating in the soil, nothing more than sickles and heads.

It's just a group of local chickens and dogs, the drunk man in the lead smiled disdainfully, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just get out of here, if anyone gives them a head, they will bump and bump into it later, but don't blame me Jiang Laosan for not giving face to the neighbors!" ”

"Old chief, I didn't expect that after so many years, we would still have the opportunity to follow you to beat the wicked...... but when the words fell, there was not even a bird of his people, and the old Wang Tou and Lao Li Tou were even more tearful, looking at Old Man Liu and muttering.

"Brother Bailong, you are really not righteous...... the younger generation in the village complained about Lin Bai with their chests straight, and said: "You finally came back, and you finally have the opportunity to lead us to do a vote!" There is such a good thing, and it doesn't even notify us! ”

Listening to the conversations of these people, as well as the eager expressions, the leading drunk, that is, Jiang Laosan, was a little dumbfounded. The first few times he went up the mountain to check the Taoist temple, it wasn't that he didn't deal with these villagers, but at that time, these people were honest and honest, and they couldn't talk about it, but why did they suddenly become so bloody now, could it be that they didn't fight chicken blood before going up the mountain? !

"Just your group of people still want to turn the sky upside down?" Jiang Laosan smiled fiercely, turned his head to look at Lao Wang Tou and Lao Li Tou, and said angrily: "I tell you, whoever dares to stop him today, I have to let him bleed!" ”

"We also let our blood go, when Lao Tzu followed the old chief to fight devils, you chicken pulling thing is still urinating on the kang!" Lao Wang Tou and Lao Li Tou were unwilling to give in, took a step forward, and said angrily: "Playing tricks with us, you are here!" ”

"Come on, just do what you can plant!" Not only them, but also the younger generations in the village sneered again and again when they heard this, and followed behind Lao Wang Tou and Lao Li Tou one by one, with thick necks and stalks, sneering at Jiang Laosan.

For a while, the mountain was full of scolding voices, all kinds of swear words were endless, and there were a lot of scolding flower samples in the village. And the picture of the spittle stars flying with the lips and the head and the sickle dancing together looks really impactful.

Not to mention, looking at the posture of this group of mountain people, those drunks who followed Jiang Laosan were really a little worried in their hearts.

They really couldn't understand what had happened to this group of villagers, how could a group of honest farmers become so violent! even dared to fight with them and play tricks on each other!

There is a saying in China that if a soldier bears a bear, he will bear a nest. These villagers under the mountain used to be honest and honest, but now with the old chief of Old Man Liu, and Lin Bai, the little white dragon who made waves in the village at the beginning, they can bring out three points of anger by them. Now in the hearts of these villagers, there is only one thought:

The little white dragon and the old chief are here, you eight calves still dare to play tricks, then we will be more arrogant than anyone else!