Chapter 182: The Man Who Manipulated the Bullet (3)
When the sniper occurred, Zuo Fengshou only made one action, just like a flexible Tai Chi master used the "Bird Tail" move, his right hand was high and his left hand was low, and his arms drew two sleek and flowing arcs in the air at the same time, like a skilled fisherman standing on a boat to cast a net and collect the net, and caught a small gray thing in the air.
I could hardly believe my eyes, because Zuo Fengshou had caught a bullet - a sniper rifle bullet fired from the squad room of the maintenance station.
Ever since arms experts invented the world's first firearm, Chinese light martial arts masters have been practicing the art of "dodging bullets."
Theoretically, as long as the judgment is accurate, a person can indeed move away from the point where the gun is aimed at the moment when the shooter pulls the trigger.
During World War II, the "Chinese Pistol Team" in Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao became famous in the Asian theater for "dodging bullets". In actual combat, the members of the pistol team are often able to rely on this kind of kung fu to calmly avoid the enemy's bullets and bullets, and then raise their guns to kill.
Now, Zuo Fengshou is not only "dodging bullets", but also "catching bullets", which completely exceeds my expectations.
"Is this the origin of the murder in your eyes?" Zuo Fengshou's hands slowly drooped down and stared at me again.
The bullet had been held in the palm of his right hand, and the gunman's every move seemed to have been calculated by him.
"Good skills." I am truly amazed.
Zuo Fengshou asked: "Mr. Long, you hate me so much?" I can't kill me myself, even with the help of others, you want to get rid of me? Don't deny it, we all know that the gunman exists, and if you don't open your mouth to tell me, you should be hoping that I will fall under the enemy's gun, right? ”
I bowed my head and was speechless, if conventional weapons can't kill Zuo Fengshou, then I can only take extraordinary measures.
"Show you, this bullet that almost killed me-" Zuo Fengshou stretched out his right fist and slowly unfolded it.
Sure enough, there was a lead bullet in his palm, gray and without a trace of luster.
"It's the Japanese, I'm sure it's the people of the Ninjutsu Alliance, and only they will use this modified, filed-tipped thing. It turned out that the Xinyue Directionless Sect had not yet died, and was still coveting the whereabouts of the 'Golden Mountain and Silver Sea Jade Palace'. Very good, very good, this time the enemy has thrown himself into the net, so don't blame me for being ruthless. Zuo Fengshou gritted his teeth and said.
When it comes to the Heart Moon Sect, I immediately think of Jade Fox Zen. If it was her, she would indeed be my helper, but unfortunately, she, like the general of the Yellow Flower Society, had disappeared into the base, and there was no news and no whereabouts.
"Mr. Zuo is deeply hidden, admired, admired." I clenched my fist to the left.
At least among the people I know, there is no one who knows how to "catch a bullet". Zuo Fengshou was able to do this, and it was not something that could be done by light skill alone.
"Mr. Long, my life is hard, and the sky should not be extinguished. Okay, when we get the gunman up, we'll know who wants me dead. Zuo Fengshou said coldly.
The duel between smart people is equivalent to a "face up" hand on the table. Everyone knows what the opponent has in their hand, and when it comes to the final bet, they know what the outcome is, but they can't back down. It is a choice that there is no choice and must go to the banquet of death.
Zuo Fengshou was really powerful, knowing that there was a gunman hidden in that room, but he didn't flinch and avoid it at all, but stayed here, using himself as a target and letting the gunman shoot.
This kind of courage is rare in the rivers and lakes.
"Anyway, Mr. Zuo, today you let me see a different kind of thaumaturgy. It turned out that the three years I had spent in Dunhuang had been wasted. I sighed under my breath.
The big is hidden in the city, and the small is hidden in the wild.
We have always had peerless masters like Zuo Fengshou around us, but we just didn't have the chance to see them. In other words, in those days ago, it was not yet the moment when Zuo Fengshou broke through the cocoon into a butterfly and made his debut, so no one paid attention to it.
"I always regard you as a confidant, these carving insect skills, if you are interested, you can communicate at any time." Zuo Fengshou said, "However, now is the time to take sides, and everyone must confirm which side they are on." ”
Under the railing, two jeeps started and drove towards the yard of Yanglu Station.
As far as the eye could see, there were no vehicles in the Yanglu station, and even if the gunman hid a motorcycle in the squad room, he would not be able to escape by car in a short time. In the endless desert, the accelerator pedal of the motorcycle is twisted to the end, and the maximum speed cannot exceed 120 kilometers per hour, but the two Mitsubishi off-road jeeps can easily run to a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour, and the people sitting in the car can lean out at any time and shoot to encircle the fleeing gunman.
Visually, it would take at most 10 minutes for the gunman to be caught.
This is really an extreme case of sniping, where the gunman pulls the trigger at the best opportunity, only to have the bullet confiscated by the sniper target, creating an almost magical scene.
At this moment, Zuo Fengshou is not a human, and ninety percent is close to a demon.
"One more thing, how long do you want to hide it from me?" Zuo Fengshou asked again.
"Which thing?" I asked.
"What do you want to bring the oars? In fact, you should leave her in the Stone Tower Secret Room, so that with the help of the 'Incredible Worm', she can unleash all the potential in her body and go to find the legendary 'Heart of the Desert'. She was almost on the verge of success, and I estimated the time to be between forty-eight and seventy-two hours, or two to three days. You must know that finding the 'heart of the desert' is like finding the 'axis of the earth' of the Nazi Führer, and immediately gaining access to the endless 'Force' of nature. If you bring her here, it won't do you any good, and it will delay the time to find the 'heart of the desert' indefinitely. You still know too little about the oar, she is definitely not such a pitiful fugitive on the surface, but ...... If you have a deep understanding of the Chinese super family behind her, you will suddenly realize what a stupid thing you have done. Zuo Fengshou paused slightly, showing a look of helplessness and regret.
From the moment she reported herself to her family, I realized that her identity was very special, and the family behind her had been prominent in the Chinese world in the past 100 years.
"I just felt like I did what I was supposed to do." I responded with a wry smile.
"There is a lack of white jade beds in the East China Sea, and the Dragon King has come to invite the King of Jinling...... It's a good year with a lot of snow...... Bai Yu is a golden horse ......" Zuo Fengshou whispered, saying all the allusions in the four famous novels "Dream of Red Mansions".
"The Yellow Flower Club has fallen, give Miss Oar a way to live." I say.
Zuo Fengshou frowned deeply: "Mr. Long, do you really think that the yellow flower will fall?" ”
I replied frankly: "I have received information that all the senior management of the Yellow Flower Society has been taken to Guantanamo Sea Iron Prison. It is customary for those who are held there to sit through the prison nine times out of ten. The Yellow Flower Society's entanglement with the Pentagon is too deep, the US president has changed five times, the White House lawn has changed its banner five times, and although the branches and leaves of the Yellow Flower Society are luxuriant, the foundation has been broken. Therefore, today's changes are inevitable. ”
There are routines to follow in political struggles, and the Yellow Flower Club is the Pentagon's tool of the rivers and lakes, and the Pentagon is the Yellow Flower Club's big umbrella over its head.
In the long-term cooperation, both parties play their roles very appropriately, do not exceed the rules, do not deviate, so that they can live together happily.
Of course, the head of the White House changed like a marquee, from Richter to Knicks, from Brinell to Aucht, all of them acquiesced in this cooperation, giving the Yellow Flower Club great human, material, and financial support.
Now, Huanghua wants to change the rules and change the way of playing, so it naturally moves the cheese allocated by the White House.
Since World War II, the White House has had an ironclad national rule, that is, - "If you don't give candy, you will make trouble, and if you don't obey the rules, you will be out." ”
As a result, the Yellow Flower Club is out.
"As long as the 'head swap operation' is terminated, the Yellow Flower Club will stand up again, and the oars will be dressed in yellow robes and become the new owner of the Yellow Flower Club, drinking and chatting with the owner of the White House. Brother, this is politics, not rivers and lakes, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. Zuo Fengshou said.
I understand all the truths he said, but I lived and died together in a bloody battle, and as soon as we met, we were destined to become comrades-in-arms who relied on each other.
Between the left harvest and the oar, I believe in the latter more.
The Great Demon Hand, Bao Chan and others swore to defend the oars to the death, and it also made me look at her differently.
"Mr. Zuo, I want to intercede on behalf of Miss Oar—"
As soon as I said half a sentence, the voice of the oars rang out: "Mr. Long, don't ask him, the people of my paddle family are hereditary nobles, and life and death have their own bottom line of principles, and they would rather die standing than kneeling." ”
On the right, surrounded by three long spears and two short spears, the oars came with their heads held high.
"You're in control?" I smiled bitterly at Zuo Feng.
"Yes, everything is under control. The real victory is to calculate and arrange each step clearly, and then each link takes place in order, and finally achieves the desired result. I'm sure that when you return to the Stone Tower, Bao Toad has been—has received the punishment he deserves. Zuo Fengshou replied lightly.
I think of Gao Zhun, I hope he can have good luck and escape the clutches of Zuo Fengshou covering the sky with one hand.
"It's over, the story of the Yellow Flower Club has not yet begun, it has already ended." I couldn't help but feel gloomy.
Since Zuo Fengshou's calculation is so accurate, then under the attack of the "Gu Refiner's Spear", the "Dunhuang Heavenly Machine" that the Jianghu people have coveted for hundreds of years will probably not fall into the hands of others, but will all belong to Zuo Fengshou.
"That's it, ordinary people only see the ever-changing state of affairs and are shocked by it, while the wise man reads the script of the game, and any ups and downs are just to increase the excitement of the story, leaving all kinds of details for future generations to praise and praise." Zuo Fengshou said.
He waved his hand slightly, and the people surrounding the oars and boats put away their guns and retreated.
"There is another person, a young man with very good skills, who escaped the three-layer ambush and arrived in the town of Crescent Spring. Unfortunately, when he thought that he had escaped his pursuers with the buildings of Crescent Springs Town, he had fallen into a pocket formation that did not show a trace. Soon...... Soon everyone will be gathered, and all those who care about the Mogao Grottoes and the Dunhuang Heavenly Machine will make a big decision here, leaving what should go, staying what should stay, damn dying, and letting go. Zuo Fengshou said.
Obviously, he was talking about Gao Zhun this time.
I was suddenly a little discouraged, Gao Zhun is a person directly related to Gu Tingguo and Gu Tingcheng, and he is also in Zuo Fengshou's calculations. Further down to speculate, when Gu Tingcheng accompanied Ming Shuichong to Mogao Grottoes, he probably had already fallen into Zuo Fengshou's chessboard.
This is really a big game of chess, and the trader Zuo Fengshou has never had an opponent, the other side of the chessboard is empty, and he has always been fighting left and right alone.
Against such a strong opponent, I was almost helpless.