Chapter 538, Fierce Battle of Humans and Dogs!

Apple has left a heavy makeup mark in the history of human development, and many great men have also formed an indissoluble bond with Apple.

For example, Newton in Niujia Village turned out to be a child who didn't like to study, because he played with the landlord until two o'clock in the morning the day before, so he slept under the apple tree in the backyard of the school the next day. While he was sleeping soundly, a ripe apple fell and hit him on the head impartially.

Because in the dream, his grandfather was persuading him to study hard and contribute to the construction of the country every day, but in reality, he was hit on the head by an apple, so he thought that his grandfather, who had been dead for many years, was punishing himself. As a result, he no longer dared to skip class. Even, he no longer plays poker games like fighting landlords.

As a result, his results have always been at the top of his game, and he even discovered gravity. Become a world-renowned physicist.

It's just that what disappointed his dead grandfather was that he applied for a green card from the United States to contribute to other countries.

And the big head. He was originally a poor child who was lonely and helpless, unable to afford to see a doctor or eat, and the father and son had no place to live.

Later, when he went to the Lin family's villa to thank Qin Luo, he inadvertently helped a little girl who was about to fall and picked up an apple that was about to fall and had been bitten. Moreover, these two things were done at the same time. His fate changed as a result.

Now, he's a full-fledged member of Dragon's Breath.

Yes, the reason why he took the big head back to the base at the beginning was also because he liked the reaction speed of the big head.

Speed, on the other hand, is the most physical quality a gunslinger should have.

When the big head went to the base, he was favored by Gunpowder, thinking that he was a natural gunner.

It's just because of the assessment of the military advisor that Datou did not become a full-time sharpshooter, but became a talent for all-round development.

However, the big head is a gun lover. When participating in the basic training of Dragon's Breath, his firearms performance was the best.

I have never praised Qin Luo for using gunpowder, and he admires the big head very much, and even brings it with him.

In fact, the gun is a very mysterious feeling. Master led you in the door and just told you some basic knowledge about firearms, including the hand ornament of the gun and the posture of firing the gun, as well as some other personal tips. True practice depends on the practitioner's personal comprehension.

People who have no talent will achieve nothing after ten years of hard training. A talented person who can find the feeling when he shoots, the amplitude and buzz of a bullet flying, can become a master in three months.

In three months, the big head has that kind of feel.

The sneak attack just now was originally seventy percent certain.

Jesus was wrestling with Al Gore, and his hearing and sight abilities must have been greatly affected. And he took advantage of the geography - but he still escaped from it. This Jesus was indeed a killer with a keen sense of smell and skill.

He fled. Gore was going to be injured.

This is also what he calculated in advance.

The beauty leopard has a strong penetrating ability, and if there is no hindrance, it can even penetrate the bodies of two people at the same time.

The bullet that hit Gore didn't stay inside his body, but whistled by.

Perhaps, some people will think that the marksmanship of the big head that can't hit the enemy but injures his companions is really a rookie, and this kind of behavior is extremely stupid.

In fact, the guy who thinks this way is the VIP among the fools.

Fighting is a process of trade-offs. Get the biggest win with the least cost. This is a simple truth that every combatant understands.

This is the 'taking' and 'giving' of the big head. That's how Dragon's Breath is taught.

"Uh--"

Gore was shot in the shoulder and lay on the railing retching and bleeding. This shot from the big head may have hit some important meridians in the body.

Thankfully, though, he's still alive.

Moreover, the hand was not broken.

And Jesus, who was still the killer just now, was in a desperate situation at this time, and was trapped by the big head with bullets and flesh.

The big head shoots with both hands at the same time, but does not pull the trigger at the same time.

He didn't even smack Jesus' body directly.

Instead, they shot bullets around him like a cat-and-mouse banter, one on the left and one on the right. Then another shot on the left, another shot on the right.

Behind Jesus is the Seine, a famous Parisian spot, and in front of him is a bullet that cannot see the starting point.

It stands to reason that you don't have to care about such marksmanship at all.

Anyway, he won't hit your body, just go back or rush forward.

But Jesus knew that this was the most dangerous thing.

The gunman did this because he wanted to hold himself in place. Unable to move in that small position. Even, he didn't have a chance to rush forward and make up for the injured Gore.

Retreating means jumping into the river to escape. This is a no-go.

Moving forward, that's an extremely dangerous thing to do.

His predecessors had told him not to use his chest to meet the bullets at any time.

To make matters worse, he couldn't stand still.

He had to keep himself awake and in motion, otherwise he wouldn't be able to dodge the bullet when it suddenly struck his body.

Because it takes some time to start from standing to walking.

That's enough time for a clever gunslinger to beat you into a sieve.

"Damn it. These undisciplined people. Jesus ran from side to side as he cursed angrily. His long golden hair was blown by the wind, and his handsome face finally took on an embarrassed posture. For him, this is something that cannot be tolerated. "Your Father is pleased to give you a kingdom. Why should you resist? ”

Jesus could feel that the range of the shots was getting smaller and smaller. He's shrinking the space for his own movement.

"Do you want to push yourself to death?" Jesus sneered. "Okay. I admit you're a clever gunslinger. So, let's play with guns. ”

In the middle of running, Jesus pulled out a pistol of gold sè from his waist.

The gold shone like the circle of light on Jesus' head painted on the wall.

He pulled the safety bolt and, after dodging a bullet that was straight to the door again, raised his gun and struck along the arc of the bullet.

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Qin Luo knew that the big head had appeared. It was also known that Gore was injured.

But what he didn't know was why the big head had a spare waste of bullets, and why didn't he take down that ugly and nasty animal with a single shot?

After personal experience, Qin Luo finally knew the ferocity and cunning of the ghost-faced mastiff.

He couldn't move his hands and could only rely on his feet to fight back and escape.

In the face of the ghost-faced mastiff's trickier and more and more frenzied bites, his situation became more and more difficult.

Fortunately, he was wearing a robe. Although this wide clothing was not very convenient to escape, it also helped him block the attacks of the Ghost-faced Mastiff many times.

Because he took the initiative to throw the hem of his clothes out or let him tear off a piece of excess fabric, although he was now ragged and miserable, he really didn't suffer any harm on his body.

However, this is not the way to go.

The ghost-faced mastiff is the master who can outrun even tigers and leopards, and is better at long walks.

He can't run with this beast for a day and a night, can he? What if the big head can't get rid of the killer who likes to pretend to be forced?

There has to be a fight back.

Fight back. Naturally, use your hands.

Ever since he fainted, Qin Luo didn't know what state his hands were still in. It's just that I used my strength secretly, and it hurts a lot.

However, no matter how painful it is, it is better than being bitten and eaten by that mongrel dog.

Shh

The ghost-faced mastiff tore off the position of Qin Luo's chest again. Fortunately, Qin Luo retreated faster this time, otherwise, maybe a beautiful xìng rǔ* head would become its delicious meal.

The behavior of this animal made Qin Luo very angry.

You know, after the last practice, the demon jīng also likes to kiss his sensitive part. If it bites off, what will Sister Li do when she wants to kiss in the future?

Qin Luo retreated as he bit the strap of the gauze with his teeth.

Then with a vigorous pull, the head of the gauze was undone.

However, before he could untie the gauze, the ghost-faced mastiff was full of strength and flew from the ground again.

Qin Luosa ran on his legs and circled along the car where Li Qicheng and the others were.

"Sister Li. What should I do? What should I do? I'm going down to help Qin Luo. Wang Jiujiu, who saw the danger outside through the car window, was very worried, and said anxiously.

"No, I can't. You go out now, if that monster changes its target, will you be able to dodge? ”

Obviously, Wang Jiujiu can't avoid it. She has learned some military boxing, and her skills are not bad. However, the woman Tian Xìng was limited by her physical condition, and her speed was far inferior to Qin Luo's.

"What then? He was about to be overtaken. Wang Jiujiu patted the window glass and was so anxious.

"Wait. Wait. Li Qingcheng's hands clenched, and a handful of hot sweat was pinched.

There were no weapons in the car, not even the chairs. She can't let Wang Jiujiu, who is bare-handed, run down to die-

"Chairs?" Li Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Jiujiu, help me to the seat." You threw my wheelchair down to Qin Luo. ”

Perhaps, if there is an object in the way, it can also dodge the frontal attack of the Ghostface Mastiff.

"Okay." Wang Jiujiu did not refuse, and immediately came over to help.

After running several more laps, Qin Luo's ass was also bitten by the ghost-faced mastiff, Qin Luo finally became angry.

The gauze on his right hand was untied, revealing a large, red, swollen hand like a braised pig's trotter.

"Slut. I'm fighting with you. Qin Luo suddenly turned around and pounced on the ghost-faced mastiff like a big beast.

(PS: Explain.) The Ghost-faced Mastiff does exist, and it is indeed brave. But it's certainly not as good as it is written in the book. This novel is three parts true and seven parts apocryphal. If I have to say that Lao Liu Hu is making things up and distorting the facts -- well, I admit it, you're right. So what? ）