Chapter 183: Back Hand
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More than a dozen strong men are all Chen Hu's old subordinates and Chen Hu's right-hand men, but if they are allowed to kill Chen Hu at this time, they will definitely be very difficult. (.)Please add the scriptures|classics|book friends new group 9494-7767γγ
Qin Feng understands people's hearts, he knows people's hearts and human nature, so he let these dozen strong men be spectators of this battle, and he didn't plan to let them make a move.
Five strong men and three thick men, they are not good at words, they are all fierce generals, they lowered their heads and silently retreated to the side, they couldn't bear it, and they didn't have the face to look at Chen Hu.
"Surrender!" Qin Feng said lightly.
Chen Hu looked at more than a dozen strong men, his face was angry and hideous, and the corners of his mouth were also bleeding.
"Haha, haha!" Chen Hu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, laughing wildly, the whole person seemed to be crazy, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Let me surrender?" Haha, absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible, and I didn't lose, I didn't lose, why should I surrender! β
"Stubborn!" Qin Feng looked at Chen Hu indifferently, and slowly pulled out a sharp steel knife from his waist, the blade of which shone with bursts of ghostly light under the flickering of the light.
"Don't think that I only have this ability, it is you who died today, don't even think about leaving one of you, this is your cemetery!" Chen Hu gritted his teeth and said viciously.
When the ......
The sound of metal rang out from inside the bar, and Chen Hu threw the machete in his hand on the ground and took out a black pistol from his pocket. The swarthy muzzle, the mixed marks, and the cold light emitted by the paint all told everyone at the scene that this was a real gun, not a toy.
Hiss......
Everyone at the scene gasped, Qiu Zhenglong, Chen Haonan and other little brothers were stupid, the other party actually had a ...... in their hands There are guns, not to mention Qiu Zhenglong's junior brother, even Qiu Zhenglong himself has never talked about pistols, let alone not an imitation gun, but a real gun.
A weapon with great lethality, no matter how high and powerful the martial arts are, as soon as someone pulls the trigger, they fall in a pool of blood, this is definitely an unfair battle.
Only Zhang Tianfang had a gleam in his eyes, a pistol, he had never touched a gun since he retired from the army, and he had a special feeling in the face of a gun.
Chen Hu took out the pistol, Qiu Zhenglong, and Chen Haonan were dumbfounded, and they could only look at Qin Feng blankly, not knowing what to do? After all, a pistol, not a spear.
Qin Feng was not surprised, his face did not change at all, only a smile on the corner of his mouth, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. Then he took out a mobile phone, took a puff leisurely, and said with a smile: "Gun?" I've seen too much, I've seen too much, and when I was playing with guns, you were still wearing open crotch pants, peeing and mud! β
The white eyes spit out from his mouth, and Qin Feng was extremely leisurely. On the contrary, Qin Feng didn't panic, Chen Hu panicked, and he didn't have any bottom in his heart, who knows if Qin Feng still has any backhand.
"Pistol, I have a pistol in my hand, I don't believe this guy is not afraid!" Chen Hu plucked up his confidence, gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, don't bluff here, I know you are scared and trembling in your heart." You're a student, what are you pretending to be? How good it is to be your mother's good son! I have to come here to find death! β
"Really?" Qin Feng smiled indifferently, his fingers flicked the cigarette ash and landed on the ground, and said, "Pistol, it's not like that!" Moreover, a pistol can't change your death! β
"Don't pretend!" Chen Hu gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Boy, don't pretend to be forced, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you with one shot, and then you will have no place to cry!" β
Zhang Tianfang smiled disdainfully, when he Brother Feng was playing with a pistol, I was afraid that this guy in front of him had only touched the knife, right? Brother Feng who wanted to threaten him with a pistol was really stupid and naΓ―ve.
Chen Haonan panicked for a moment, and then regained his calm, not to mention that he didn't talk about pistols, when they were besieging the police station, many guns were pointed at them, and they didn't show timidity.
The only difference is that before the police didn't dare to shoot with a gun, this time it was Chen Hu with a gun, who knows if this guy will be desperate and shoot.
"Brother Feng, let him leave it to me!" Zhang Tianfang smiled slightly and said, "Brother Feng, this kind of goods is not worthy of your shot at all, I will make a move!" β
"I think you've got a crush on that gun!" Qin Feng said lightly.
"Hey, hey!" Zhang Tianfang smiled awkwardly, he liked the pistol very much, especially this one was still a 74 pistol, a foreign product, with a long range and great power.
"He doesn't need you to do it yet, I'll do it myself!" Qin Feng took a deep puff of his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said lightly.
"Brother Feng, use a knife to kill chickens!"
Qin Feng didn't speak, he walked towards Chen Hu step by step with a steel knife, and let the muzzle of the black hole hole be aimed at his head, but there was still no fear or panic.
Mount Tai pressed the top, and his complexion did not change.
Grunt......
Chen Hu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and every step Qin Feng took forward put too much pressure on him, causing his heart to sink to the bottom, flustered, flustered.
"Don't come, don't come!" Chen Hu took a step back and said angrily: "You're coming, I'm going to shoot, I'm going to shoot!" β
Qin Feng took another step forward and said with a smile: "Shoot, you didn't even open the insurance, how can you shoot, don't tease me, okay?" Also shoot, you are not afraid of a pistol through your own head? β
Hearing this, Chen Hu was stunned, he looked down and found that the insurance was normal, it was all open, and in an instant, his heart fell to the bottom.
"Oh no, I've been deceived!"
Chen Hu knew that he had been deceived by Qin Feng, but he knew that it was too late to be deceived, and when he raised his head, Qin Feng in front of him was still missing, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of him.
It was really Qin Feng's face, Chen Hu's first reaction was that his finger pulled the trigger of the pistol, and while he moved, Qin Feng's hand also touched the pistol.
Qin Feng's palm pushed back, and his two fingers pinched the position on both sides of the pistol at will, and in an instant, the pistol was disassembled into several parts and scattered on the ground, including the loaded bullets.
"Pistols, that's how they play!"
Two seconds, tightly two seconds, the pistol turned into scrap metal, into a pair of parts, there was no use at all, the loaded bullet did not come out.
Such skillful movements, familiar with the construction of guns, can achieve such refinement.
"You ......"
Chen Hu watched the pistol become a part, and felt a cramp in his heart, the pistol was not expensive, but it took him a lot of relationship to get this one, this was his last hand, but now it is gone, there is nothing.
Although there were pistol parts, he couldn't assemble them himself.