Chapter 258: That Bullet [Four Watches]
But now that his own strength has been improved to the Qi realm, the true qi of his body is surging in his internal organs, surging like ocean waves, and at this moment, he can kill an African elephant with one punch!
Zhou Yu saw that Yang Fan still had no intention of backing down, so he also took a step forward, with a somewhat consultative tone: "Yang Fan, this matter is your fault, Liang Zixuan and my nephew Zhou Xuan are a couple, and it is inappropriate for you to make an obstacle from it." As long as you are willing to leave Liang Zixuan, our Zhou family will not treat you badly! My nephew really likes that girl. ”
Yang Fan looked at Zhou Xuan, there seemed to be a true breath in his mouth, and his voice shook the entire room: "Before, I may have thought that you and Liang Zixuan could be friends, but now it seems that you are not even worthy of being a slave for her!" Zhou Xuan's child. ”
After Zhou Xuan'er shouted.
Zhou Yu immediately raised the revolver in his hand: "Yang Fan, don't forget, whose place is this?" Don't rely on my father to defend you, you really think of yourself as a Qingbei boss! Zhou Xuan is his father's only grandson, choose between him and you, how do you think your father will choose? What's more, you and Liang Zixuan are not from the same world at all! ”
Zhou Xuan was even more proud: "Not bad! Yang Fan, you and her are not people of the same world. Only our Zhou family can be worthy of her identity. ”
Facing the gun raised by Zhou Yu, Yang Fan did not mean to dodge at all: "As the head of the military region, you should know what it means to raise a gun." ”
Zhou Yu's face sank, but he didn't speak.
Yang Fan said: "When you raise the gun, you should also have the consciousness of death." Only by fighting with this kind of consciousness will you not look ahead! Are you right? Chief Zhou. ”
Listening to Yang Fan's sharp words, Zhou Yu, who had been in the military region all the year round, felt the sweat and hairs all over his body countdown, and his index finger was lightly pressed on the trigger.
"Ant-like! Unworthy of being a chief. Yang Fan snorted coldly, and his body suddenly rushed forward.
After all, Zhou Yu is also a general who has experienced a hundred battles, and he has experienced large and small battles, and at such a close distance, Yang Fan has no way to avoid his bullets.
Bang!
Gunshots rang out!
In the whole room, Long Ao let out a scream, he didn't expect that Zhou Yu really shot at this Yang Fan.
The bullet shot out at supersonic speed, and Zhou Yu hit Yang Fan's shoulder at the next moment of shooting, avoiding the vital point, he didn't want to kill Yang Fan, just to teach him a lesson.
But Mr. Yang, how can anyone teach a lesson?
Yang Fan was not necessarily at all, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he punched towards the muzzle of the gun.
Bang!
Almost at the same time as the gunshot, Yang Fan punched out, and the bullet hit the fist.
At such a speed, it is impossible to see clearly with the naked eye, and no one's naked eye can keep up with the speed of the bullet.
Hearing only a loud noise, Zhou Yu immediately took two steps back, already sweating profusely.
"You...... You ......" Zhou Yu breathed quickly and stared at Yang Fan's fist.
There was not a trace of blood on the fist, not even a scar.
"Did I shoot somewhere else?" Zhou Yu was terrified and puzzled.
You know, he is the head of the military region, how can a person who can sit in this position miss a bullet, this is a low-level mistake! He obviously aimed at Yang Fan's arm and hit it, it was impossible to miss, he was a veteran for many years.
"What's going on? There was obviously a gunshot just now, did my uncle let him go? Zhou Xuan felt that something was wrong, he saw that Yang Fan had no wounds all over his body, and his first reaction was that his uncle had released the water and deliberately let Yang Fan go.
"Up!"
Before Zhou Yu could react, Zhou Xuan shouted.
Suddenly, five or six soldiers holding electric batons and grabbing tempered glass defensive shields immediately surrounded them.
"Ant-like, get out!"
Yang Fan turned around, jumped up, stepped on the coffee table with his left foot, jumped with his strength, his body flipped in the air, and a flying kick kicked on the tempered glass.
I only heard a bang, and the tempered glass defense shield was actually kicked by Yang Fan.
"How is that possible!"
The crowd around them was shocked.
You know, this is a tempered glass shield that can defend against gangsters' broadswords, and even with ordinary pistol bullets, there is no way to penetrate it.
And just now, Yang Fan's volley kicked through the toughened defensive shield.
Then Yu Long kicked the two of them away.
Burst!
The two of them rolled to the ground, spitting blood from their mouths, their lungs were already worse than Yang Fan's kick, and the right lung was bleeding from their nostrils and throats.
"Who else?"
Yang Fan stood in place, domineering, and the three or four small soldiers around him grabbed electric batons and smashed them towards Yang Fan.
The voltage of the electric baton is enough to stun an adult man.
The little soldier turned on the voltage to the maximum and hit Yang Fan's neck, hitting the snake seven inches, and hitting the person in the neck.
Yang Fan's eyes were cold, and his right hand grabbed the electric baton.
Zizizizi!
Blue electric sparks burst into Yang Fan's palm.
Yang Fan was not afraid at all, he directly grabbed the electric baton, changed hands, and the electric baton hit Zhou Xuan's arm.
"Get on your knees!"
With a loud shout, Yang Fan shot quickly, and even Zhou Yu didn't react.
A stick hit Zhou Xuan's right hand.
Zhou Xuan felt as if his right arm had been hit by a truck, and his body couldn't bear it with this stick, and with a bang, he fell two or three meters away, and when he fell to the ground, his sleeves were scorched black.
"Ahh Yes! Zhou Xuan shouted: "Uncle, grandpa, my hand...... Yes! My hand is broken...... My hand! ”
"Yang Fan, what are you doing?" Zhou Yu snorted coldly and raised his revolver again.
Yang Fan snorted coldly and turned around: "What am I doing?" You just wanted to take off my right hand with this gun? What law did I violate? Let you hold a gun and abolish my right hand? ”
Zhou Yu couldn't refute it for a while.
Yang Fan continued: "You use a gun to abolish my right hand, and I will now use an electric baton to abolish Zhou Xuan's right hand, and it's just a report for a report!" ”
Yang Fan understands that if it weren't for the fact that his strength has improved now, then it would be him Yang Fan who is screaming on the ground now, not Zhou Xuan.
Since Zhou Yu was so ruthless, he really shot him.
The moment he fired, there was no room for recovery!
"If your shot was aimed at my head! Zhou Xuan, who is now on the ground, is probably already a dead man! ”
Yang Fan's voice was indifferent, without the slightest emotion, if it wasn't for the other party to keep his hand, he could easily kill Zhou Xuan.
Zhou Yu swallowed his saliva and took two steps back, ready to shoot again.
When he took a second step back, he suddenly stepped on something.
"This ...... Is this a bullet? ”
Zhou Yu just glanced down and saw a dented bullet.
"How is that possible? Did he just smash the bullet with his fist? ”
The more Zhou Yu thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, and with his body, the revolver bullet made of steel was dented, and the metal was deformed.