Lang Xiaoqiang cried with a sad face: "Senior brother, I'm sorry." He shit luck and happened to win a game! ”

Wang Tian was expressionless: "In the first game, Longjiang won." ”

Long Jiang grinned, threw over a stack of cash, and whistled: "Sister beauty, take the money!" ”

The dark clouds glared fiercely: "Who wants your stinky money?" But his hand moved unconsciously, and he took the stack of cash.

"In the next game, you may not have such good luck." The old seven thunderbolt bee Xiahou Yang hurriedly jumped off the chair, hooked his hand at Longjiang, and said viciously:

"Boy, my forte is playing with guns, explosives, and assaults, you still have to shoot with me, and see how my brother abuses you."

Wang Tian nodded: "The second game, the underground gun training field, competition shooting, automatic and semi-automatic weapons rapid fire, the one with more rings wins." ”

The crowd followed the elevator to an enclosed shooting range underground.

It's hot in the summer, the ground is hot, and the ground is cold, and it's very refreshing.

The shooting range is poorly configured, and various weapons are placed on the long tabletops, ranging from the old May Fourth model, known as the big black star, to the new CF-06 submachine gun and other new special police weapons.

One common feature of the number of weapons is that there are two of them for each loadout.

Xiahou Yang looked at the two chest targets set up 50 meters away on the opposite side, and glanced at Long Jiang coldly: "I won't bully you, just use the old Little Black Star 77, and we will check each other's pistols." ”

With that, he picked up a small pistol with a black five-pointed star on the handle, dismantled it into pieces with a clatter, and flipped his hands into the air, dancing like a butterfly wearing flowers.

In less than a minute, the pistol was reassembled with a "click", the bullet was loaded, and it was handed to Long Jiang.

Long Jiang also picked up a little black star pistol, looked at it casually, and said, "This gun can't be beaten, it's all broken." ”

The thunderbolt bee didn't talk much, but as soon as he touched the gun, his eyebrows immediately fluttered, and he gushed: "Nonsense, I have checked this gun in advance, how can it be bad?" ”

took the weapon thrown by Long Jiang, and was about to unload it in a hurry, but his hands were stagnant.

Looking down, the back end of the shiny sleeve of the little black star showed an inexplicable hollow for some reason, the thickness of the fingers, and even the firing pin exposed inside was split in two and broken in two.

Xiahou Yang was surprised, stroking the pistol hollow, the edge was smooth, as if he was born.

"Number 45, you get over here." The thunderbolt bee was furious, silent, and started a fire with terrifying noise.

A man in black in a strong suit ran over in a panic and fell to his knees with a "plop", "Seventh Master, I have checked it in advance, it can't be bad." ”

"What do I usually say? Have you forgotten that weapons are our second life, go to the battlefield, take a bad gun, you are murder! ”

Xiahou Yang clenched his teeth, closed his lips, and said slowly:

"I'll arrange your family, you can go with confidence."

Long Jiang listened happily at first, but then the taste became more and more wrong, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it:

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing, shouting and shouting to kill, what does the quality of this gun have to do with him? It's not that the gun isn't strong, it's that I'm pinching it. ”

No. 45 raised his head with hope on his face, but he didn't dare to stand up, which showed the strict rules of the ordinary swarm.

"What?"

Xiahou Yang was so happy that he picked up a Type 93 pistol of the Chinese active army, groped briefly with both hands, unloaded the magazine, and threw it to Longjiang.

"Boy, bragging about not paying taxes? You pinch one and show me. ”

Long Jiang looked at him with a smile: "What if I break it?" ”

"If you pinch it, count me as losing!"

"Really?"

"It's a deal!"

Long Jiang turned his head to look at the senior brother, and Wang Tian nodded: "Agreed." ”

Everyone also gathered around and looked at the surprise.

No. 45 stood up quietly with gratitude, but did not dare to move, still respectfully waiting for the latest orders.

Long Jiang squinted at Xiahou Yang again, stretched out his left hand and held the pistol:

"Sharpshooter, do you need to check it?"

The index finger was secretly snapped, 100 points of evil energy entered, and the barrel of the 93 pistol slowly melted like chocolate, revealing a hollow! I threw the bad gun back.

Thunderbee took the pistol, his eyes widened, and his fist seemed to be able to stuff a steamed bun: "Damn, I was wrong, I must be wrong." Mighty Fingers? No, the secret eagle claw skill? Not right either. ”

He stepped forward cautiously, stretched out his hand and stroked Long Jiang's fingers, puzzled.

Long Jiang was touched by Xiahou Yang and got goosebumps: "Hey, this big brother, men touch men, I don't have that kind of hobby." ”

The Thunderbolt Bee suddenly let go, picked up an AK47 submachine rifle, pushed the bullet with a bang, and posed in a chic half-squat position, aiming at the chest target 50 meters away is a short burst of shots.

In the loud sound, the smoke dissipated, and the red bullseye in the middle of the chest target was beaten to pieces! The bullets of the thunderbolt bee were all shot into the bull's-eye!

He threw the gun at Long Jiang depressedly, and said with red eyes: "How did I fight?" ”

"The results are average, keep working hard." Long Jiang took the gun with a smile, by the way, it was so heavy, his left hand skillfully pinched the barrel, and secretly opened the "loss" button, and a stream of 300 energy suddenly entered!

In a second, there was a hole on both sides of the barrel, and Long Jiang gently broke it with his hand, and the AK, who had just made a big move, was decapitated and became a burning stick!

When Long Jiang stretched out his hand to another M500 revolver, Xia Houyang finally couldn't hold it anymore and raised his hand and said:

"Stop! I brought these two guns with me, don't break them! I, I,"

He and I have been for a long time, but I still can't say this word.

But he waved his hand impatiently to the side, and No. 45 wiped his sweat and lowered his head to hide if he was amnesty.

The senior brother sighed, Long Jiang won again, although it was a trick, but he also showed an amazing hand.

There is no need for anything else, just with this method of breaking the golden cracking stone, the warriors of the Huaxia Kingdom who can do this are probably very rare.

For a moment, the swarm of bees who were waiting to see Long Jiang being abused and the face of the senior brother were all disappointed and silent.

Lao Mo, the old five crane top bee, slowly stood up from the ground, his broken vest showed a few holes, he knocked on the cigarette pouch, and said in a muffled voice:

"Mr. Long, show us another hand, this time I'm coming."

The name of Longjiang turned out to be changed from a child to a dragon, and from a dragon to a gentleman, obviously everyone's thoughts have changed.

In the underground world where the strong are respected, strength is the only hard currency.

Senior Brother glanced at Long Jiang meaningfully: "Let's go up, everyone."

It's still the same hall as it was at the beginning, but there is a table in the middle, and there are a lot of jars and jars on it.

Long Jiang carefully looked at the labels on it: Heding Red, Broken Gut Grass, Nux Nux, Arsenic...... There are also many strange and obscure words, all of which are highly poisonous.

Wang Tianyi glanced at Lao Dong and was in good spirits.

A swarm of contemporary teachers respect Shao Sanzu, the four stunts of martial arts, medicine, divination, and physiognomy, and Lao Dong has inherited almost all the medical inheritance. Half a lifetime of experience in the rivers and lakes, known as the "King of Poisonous Hand Medicine" in China.

Although he will always dress up as a peasant, he has countless lives and injuries in his life, and his reputation is mixed.

For Lao Dong, Wang Tianyi is full of inexplicable confidence.

"Longjiang won the second game, started the third game, the topic was fighting drugs, two wins in three games, detoxification in the first game, poisoning in the second game, and drug identification in the third game. Start now. ”

Lao Dong put away the cigarette pouch, straightened his tall body, and glanced at Long Jiang:

"Young man, poison is not something you can achieve after practicing a few kung fu, and it's too late to quit now."

Long Jiang grinned and scratched his head, looked at the dark sky outside the window, the time to ask Deng Ziqi for leave the day before yesterday was coming, if it couldn't be done for a while, he would have to make up some reasons.

Seeing that Long Jiang didn't speak, Lao Dong thought he was afraid, so he snorted disdainfully with his hands behind his back: "What's the matter, are you scared?" ”

Long Jiang smiled: "Who, what are you talking about me?" There is only one word in my dictionary, handsome! I never knew what it meant to be afraid!"

"Speak fast!"

Lao Dong clapped his hands, and the four black-clothed bees quickly carried two stretchers, one fat and one thin, their eyes were blindfolded, firmly tied, and their expressions were frightened.

"After a while, feed them the same poison, you and I compete to detoxify, the required medicine, upstairs has been prepared, this time the patient dies, or delays in waking up, it is considered a loss. What's going on?"

When the two heard this, they immediately struggled violently, but unfortunately their mouths were blocked and their arms were tied, and they were helpless.

Long Jiang saw that he used two living people to compare poison, his brows furrowed, he was very unhappy, he secretly turned on the glow, and saw that the good and evil states on the heads of the two people were more black and white, and there was one wicked person, so he was slightly relieved.

Wang Tianyi seemed to see through Long Jiang's thoughts, shook his shiny head, and said in a deep voice:

"One of these two people is a murder fugitive, the other is a business fraud, there is no good person, the killing is not wronged, you can let it go."

A masked female black-clothed bee with a delicate figure motioned for Long Jiang and Lao Dong to be turned around, took out a small scale, and pinched out several kinds of drugs in paste or powder in the jars filled with poison, all of which were weighed with scales and recorded neatly in a notebook.

She mixed several medicines thoroughly, mixed them with distilled water, and put them in a transparent beaker, and immediately various poisons reacted, releasing a pungent smell.

Lao Dong sniffled, breathed carefully, savored with his heart, and was silent.

"Alright, please turn around."

The black-clad bee picked up the beaker, which was filled with a turquoise thrilling liquid, divided it into two parts, opened the blockage, pried open the mouths of the two wicked men on the stretcher, and poured it down amid their earth-shattering screams!

Immediately, the two began to struggle violently, screaming miserably, and everyone was used to seeing life and death, and they didn't care.

After a while, the two of them turned blue, then turned black, and the seven orifices began to bleed slowly, and in less than a moment, the sound gradually went out, and they obviously fainted.

Lao Dong waved his hand: "Mr. Long, please." ”

Long Jiang smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, you pick first." ”

Lao Dong was no longer polite, chose a thin man, and squatted down. A swarm of bees gathered around, on the one hand, cheering for Lao Wu, and on the other hand, he was also curious about how Lao Dong saved people.

As for Longjiang, the winner seems to have been decided.