Chapter Twenty-Five: Without Him, Only Hands Are Familiar!

Lu Yuren was still in the air, his body had shrunk, reducing his area as much as possible, and he had been shot several times on his body, and his arms, arms, and legs had abrasions and blood splashes.

A deeper gunshot rang out, and Lu Yu's body in the air was as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and the castration of the upside-down flight was faster, and he fell directly to the ground heavily.

He was shot, a lot of guns, and the worst one was the last one in the chest.

This shot almost shattered two layers of body armor, and the powerful penetrating force dispersed, and I don't know how many ribs were broken.

He scolded his mother in his heart, what is Ye Qinglan doing, why don't you cover him?

It's only half of ten minutes!

At this moment, Ye Qinglan's anxious voice came from the earphones: "The surname is Lu, I ran for my life, someone touched me from behind, I can't protect myself!" ”

Lu Yu smiled bitterly.

Ye Qinglan said, probably blindly sniping a few shots, temporarily suppressing the firepower here, Lu Yu knew that this was probably the last support of this girl for him, and he didn't want to think about it, so he started to run with his head in his hands, running coquettishly, running ****, hugging his head.

Fortunately, before the opponent's firepower suppression was completed again, he broke through the encirclement and entered the North Second District.

Rolling into the building, there was a corridor in front of him that led to his destination, North 3, and he walked cautiously, clinging to the wall.

At this moment, a big man appeared in front of him.

A black man, with a height of 1.9 meters and above, has a majestic physique like the King Kong in the movie, and his walking posture is arrogant.

It was the black fox.

The red fox was in charge of searching the second floor, and he was in charge of the first floor, and luckily ran into this kid first.

Twisting his head and laughing, he strode towards Lu Yu, and said in broken Chinese: "Hehe, boy, Lao Tzu is going to break your neck!" ”

This man is very strong.

The dark strength level martial artist is about the same level as Chen Langya.

If you fight with him in close quarters, if Lu Yu is in his heyday, he should be able to defeat him with his sword skills.

But now that he still has half of his physical strength left, it's good, and he doesn't know how many enemies there are, so why do you want to talk to him about the moral hand-to-hand combat?

"You're going to break my neck?" Lu Yu is colorful.

The black fox nodded, "Boy, although you are very strong, you are a waste who has no innate internal strength, and it is strange for me to break your neck?" ”

Lu Yu smiled lightly and sighed.

"Boy, what the are you laughing at?" The black fox said angrily.

Being provoked by an ant far inferior to himself, he has a reason to be angry.

"Big man, are you stupid? Fifty meters away, you dare to provoke me, if you don't shoot you, I'm sorry for your touching IQ. ”

"Haha, just with your broken bow and arrows?" The black fox's eyes became more and more disdainful.

"Please remove the broken words, you are not qualified to insult my bow and arrow." Lu Yu said coldly.

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu's insults, garbage-"

The black fox shut up before he could finish scolding.

Lu Yu threw away the recurve bow and the remaining half of the quiver, and instead grabbed the horn bow in his hand.

The moon is bright, and the wind is crazy.

Lu Yu's face was silent, his eyes were cold, and the huge horn bow made a clicking sound in his hand, and the arc gradually widened, and finally froze on a semicircle.

Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, shoot the wolf!

There is no wolf to shoot at him, but there is a black fox.

A black fox with a funny head and extremely arrogant and annoying.

The black fox instantly changed color.

An oppressive, obscure, suffocating murderous aura enveloped him, and his originally arrogant and unstoppable eyes began to show irrepressible fear.

Knowing that this guy can use a bow and arrow, I have seen it in the monitoring room.

But he wasn't using this bow, not this arrow.

The original bow and arrows, although they were very powerful, but as a dark strength level martial artist, he was fully confident of dodging the past.

If he could, he would love to sit down and talk to this guy, you are unreasonable, how can you suddenly change your routine...... It's a pity that there are no ifs.

Lu Yu let go of the wrench.

Phew-

A terrible roar tore through the air, tearing through the moonlight.

Like fireworks in the night sky, the fragrance is instantaneous, but it is better than a thousand years of jade elders.

Stunning arrow.

The projection of the arrow continued to grow in the pupils of the black fox's eyes, and the tip of the arrow was only a little, but when it was pressed, it was like the entire sky.

He smelled death.

It's like suddenly looking up at the sky, and there's a weird sense of fear that there's nothing in the sky.

Rolling.

Dodge in embarrassment.

The speed was too fast, and he dodged the vital point, but the arrow grazed his waist, taking a large piece of minced flesh with him.

Blood surged.

He was also brave, gritted his teeth and didn't hum, and strode forward to pounce on Lu Yu.

"Boy, how do you dare to shoot your black fox grandpa, I'm going to blow your head off!" He roared wildly, his face full of hysterical hideousness.

To be reasonable, there is still a distance of twenty meters, and he can pounce in three seconds, and this guy will bend the bow again, and it will take seven or eight seconds.

So he felt like he had won.

And thenβ€”

He was shocked.

As if in the blink of an eye, another eagle feather arrow with a faint cold light landed on the huge wild bull horn bow, and the huge bow clicked again into a half-moon arc.

The black fox doubted life.

Completely unreasonable.

How the hell did he - how did he shoot so fast?

It's only been less than a second, and he's done a bow and string movement?

Phew-

With a sharp roar, the arrow was nailed directly into his chest.

How powerful and unparalleled he rushed, how miserable and desolate he was when he flew upside down.

was directly nailed and flew several meters away, lying on the ground in a dejected manner, with blood bubbles in his mouth, staring at Lu Yu with his last breath extremely aggrieved. γ€‹β‰ γ€‹β‰ οΌŒ

Lu Yu stepped forward, grabbed the shaft of the arrow on his chest, and said lightly: "Why are you looking at me, the young master is so good at shooting, not only shooting accurately, but also shooting fast." ”

Tens of thousands of exercises, more than 1,000 days and nights of practice, every step of his bow and strings has been optimized to a near-perfect degree.

Just like the three-point shot of Stephen Curry, the popular spicy chicken in the NBA, it takes a few seconds for others to shoot, he only needs 04 seconds, faster than you, talent is one thing, the most important thing is the blood and sweat behind it.

It's like the famous saying of the oil seller.

Without him, only the hand is familiar.

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