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"Fifteen!"

As soon as the shout fell, a sword light swirled in the air, dragging out a gray shadow, like gray lightning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What a speed!

Everyone was secretly frightened, Brother Dao's knife really deserved its name!

"Phew"

"Peng!"

The sound of gunfire and bullets rang out at the same time, and the wooden handle of the kitchen knife that was spinning at high speed in the air was burst open by the bullets, and the kitchen knife also deviated from its direction and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound on the marble floor.

In fact, it was all lightning and flint, and it was impossible to describe the speed of the pen and ink, because, before the first shot and the first knife slammed, and the kitchen knife had not yet fallen to the ground, the second, third, and fourth shots had been fired in succession.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

The sound of bullets and kitchen knives exploding in the air, and the sound of kitchen knives constantly falling to the ground are intertwined. Brother Dao's kitchen knife is like a living thing, and it always collides with bullets.

It is simply impossible to tell whether a bullet hits a kitchen knife or a kitchen knife hits a bullet.

This is a very important question, because among the two, there must be one defense and one attack, and the defender is forced to use bullets or kitchen knives to low-grade the opponent's attack, and there is no way to kill the opponent, so the person on the defensive can no longer win.

Just as the first shot was fired, both of their bodies moved, Brother Dao's five kitchen knives jumped in the air, and his body jumped on the coffee table to pounce on Brother Ji, but Brother Ji bypassed the coffee table, step by step, looking extremely stable.

Neither kitchen knives nor pistols seem to be suitable for long-range combat, and it is easier to hit with one hit at close range.

At the time of the first shot, fifteen meters had already approached twelve.

By the time of the second shot, it was already close to eight meters.

The third and fourth shots were fired almost continuously, and the distance between the two was already close to one meter and a half...... Everyone's hearts beat to their throats, fifteen seconds was like a hundred years, the huge pressure made everyone stop breathing, and the only sound in the hall was the sound of knives and bullets crashing, an eerie silence, a depressing quiet, a palpitating quiet...... One meter!

Kego's pupils dilated, the last bullet.

This is the last chance.

From the very beginning, Brother Dao seized the opportunity, after all, the counting is controlled in Brother Dao's mouth, and Brother Dao's knife is pressed on the fifteenth, just like a sprinter starts with the sound of the starting pistol, taking the advantage.

At that moment, Brother Ji knew that he had lost the possibility of winning, and he had to keep shooting the kitchen knife that was slashing at him, otherwise, even if he shot Brother Dao, it would be a lose-lose situation, which Brother Ji didn't want to see, so Brother Ji had to get close to Brother Dao...... "Bah!" ”

Brother Ji's sharp eyes lit up and he shot because he found that Brother Dao's last kitchen knife did not take off, which was a golden opportunity.

A kitchen knife is always a kitchen knife, not a shield, and if you don't take the initiative to attack, it is impossible to fight a pistol.

As long as Brother Dao is shot, he loses.

"Bang dang!"

"Not good!"

Ji Ge was shocked, and a chill ran down his spine, and when he heard the metal crunch of the bullet that had been shot at the heart, Ji Ge knew that something was wrong.

He's fooled!

Brother Dao predicted his shooting position, and the last knife did not shoot, but first used the knife to protect the position of the heart.

It's a big gamble!

It's a gamble with life!

If Brother Ji's shooting target is Brother Dao's head, Brother Dao will pay the price of his life.

However, Brother Dao knows very well that people have an instinct, when attacking a target, they will attack at a large target, such as the stomach and heart, which are more conspicuous and dazzling, and the head is the most difficult part to hit, because the head is small, and the head movement is very flexible, and few people generally choose to attack the head, especially when there are not many bullets...... Just when Brother Ji noticed that it was not good, his body retreated frantically.

His potential has also exploded to the limit.

Push your feet fast and continuously.

It's here

When he reached the target, just as he was retreating, the magazine opened. With a "brush", Ji Ge swept the coffee table behind him with his backhand, and a bullet disappeared, "Click!" "Loaded...... Impressively!

Brother Ji's body froze, like a sculpture, and he didn't dare to move, because he felt a cold chill on his neck, revealing his heart and bones.

Brother Knife's knife.

It's Brother Dao's knife.

A heavy, sharp boning knife rested around Keigo's neck, believing that a slight touch of the knife would be enough to make his head fall to the ground as long as he moved himself.

Everyone watched the strange scene.

Keigo's body leaned obliquely, holding the gun in one hand and touching the tail of the firing pin with the other hand facing downward, and everyone knew that this was a loading action.

And Brother Dao's body stood on the coffee table where the bullets were placed, and the kitchen knife was held in his hand, like a guillotine, a guillotine that would fall at any time, and the sharp edge was on Brother Ji's neck, flashing with a cold cold light.

Only then did everyone realize that there were traces of being hit by bullets on the side of the kitchen knife...... "I lost, kill me!" Brother Ji looked lonely, and everyone felt the vicissitudes of life that emanated from his heart.

A firearms expert who is confident in himself and proud of himself has been defeated by a knife player, which has left him with no ** to live.

This kind of blow is unforgivable for Brother Ji, who thinks highly of himself.

"I said I was going to leave ten bullets for my little brother, so your life is not mine, but my little brother's." Brother Dao put away the knife and walked to Zhang Yang's side with a smile and whispered, "Thank you." ”

"Brother, don't thank you."

"Well, yes, brother doesn't need to thank you!"

Brother Dao and Zhang Yang looked at each other and smiled, no one understood what this smile meant, only Zhang Yang and Brother Dao understood, in fact, Brother Dao also understood just now, when he used the fifth knife to block Brother Ji's bullet, he found that he overestimated the physical strength of his injured body, even if Brother Ji had one more bullet, it would be him, not Brother Ji.

Who knows, this result has been simulated almost thousands of times in his brain, and he has come to a conclusion: Brother Dao can't block fifteen bullets, at most five!

"How are you going to compete?" Brother Ji looked at Zhang Yang who came out, his face was blank, and now, he has lost his enthusiasm for fighting.

"Hehe, actually, you have already lost, it doesn't make sense whether I win or I lose, so, I'll make a bet with you, in front of these hundreds of brothers, and of course, a group of your men."

"How?"

"If I lose, naturally I have nothing to say, I can help Brother Dao promise you that these golden years still belong to your field, and in the future, we will definitely not walk in half a step, except for consumption, of course......"

"What if I lose?"

"If you lose, you will naturally have to pay the price, if you lose, in the future, you will follow Brother Dao, all your forces belong to Brother Dao, and in the future, Brother Dao will be your eldest brother."

Zhang Yang's eyes became unusually bright, this idea was improvised by him, this Brother Ji's habits are also very strong, he and Brother Dao are different styles, with the boldness of the Northeast people, and the delicacy of the Southerners. This is an alternative habit of the rivers and lakes, which can be seen from his challenge to Brother Dao, and this kind of person is the most trustworthy, so he has a heart of acceptance.

It is undoubtedly much easier to subdue a character like Brother Ji than to cultivate a character like this.

Somalia's long-term investment in talent development has lost interest in publicity.

Now, what Zhang Yang wants to do most is to establish his own power in a short period of time, and a force like Brother Ji that has a certain strength but cannot be put on the stage is the most suitable choice for Zhang Yang.

In general, there are at least thousands of people like Ji Ge in China, and if this force can be brought together, it will be a huge force.

"You think I'll say yes?" A trace of disdain flashed in Brother Ji's eyes.

"Hehe, you don't dare? Are you afraid of losing? Zhang Yang smiled faintly.

"It's not a question of winning or losing, I'm about the same as Brother Dao, do you think that people like me will follow others?" Brother Kei asked rhetorically.

"No, if you want to go with the boss, you can have a lot of choices, at least, with your talents, you can choose a boss who is better than Brother Dao, instead of a gangster in Zhi City."

"Well, it's good to understand." A hint of relief and a hint of arrogance flashed in Brother Ji's eyes.

"Here's the thing, but, you overestimate yourself, your gun can't play with Brother Dao's knife, and your gun can't play with my gun, your proud gun skills are just a joke in my eyes, you are actually fragile in front of us, and even, you and I are in the same situation, you just don't have a chance to shoot, why are you proud?" Zhang Yang smiled coldly.

"Can you keep me from shooting?" There was a sneer on Brother Ji's face, there was a hint of ridicule in the sneer, no one could say in front of him that he would not give him a chance to shoot, even if he lost to Brother Dao just now, he still had this confidence, not to mention, he was not completely defeated just now, if there was one more bullet, the outcome would be reversed.

(To be continued)