The spear beams were already out of anger.

Under his own gun, Zhou Wenqiang dared to run in a straight line, which was the biggest insult to him!

No 'prey' had ever dared to insult him like this, or those prey had no chance to insult him at all, and one by one they became his spear and ghost.

Therefore, this shot brings together more than ten years of sniper experience of the spear and Xiao Liang, the wind speed, the amount of advance, Zhou Wenqiang's gait habits, and the direction in which he may dodge......

Even Zhou Wenqiang's time to breathe was taken into account.

Although the 100-meter sprint is an anaerobic exercise, it actually requires breathing, generally running out of about 50 or 60 meters, the runner must change a long breath, and at the moment of ventilation, the speed will inevitably decrease.

As the saying goes, the old force has been exhausted and the new force has not been born, at this time, the runner is completely running by inertia, and it takes about 0.3 seconds to exert force again!

No matter how strong the physical fitness and military quality are, at least fifty percent of the mobility ability will be lost at this moment.

The shot of the spear Xiaoliang was the moment when Zhou Wenqiang was ventilated.

The bullet was fired, and Xiao Liang of the spear seemed to have seen Zhou Wenqiang fall in the blood light, and was even ready to withdraw from the gun.

"What!"

Long Spear Xiaoliang, who thought that Zhou Wenqiang was going to die, was suddenly stunned, and even his breathing began to become rapid under the shock.

At this time, the small half-round sunset had sunset into the distant sea, and the blood-colored glow spread along the sea level to the coast, dyeing Zhou Wenqiang's figure blood-red.

This figure that was running rapidly suddenly reduced its speed in a way that violated the rules of physics, like a tourist strolling along the beach to watch the sunset, leisurely looking at the scenery......

"Poof!"

The bullet went into the ground in front of his toe, leaving a deep bullet hole that brushed him off again.

The 'prey' even raised his head and grinned at the spear beam in the sniper scope, opened his mouth three times, and spat out three words.

Even if you are not an expert in lip styling, Lance Xiaoliang can see that what the other party is saying is 'Little Red Guy'!

"Bastard!"

The spear Xiao Liang was distracted, and when he picked up the sniper rifle, it was a burst of fire, and the Lee Enfield sniper rifle was used by him as a Makqin.

When a sniper is forced to become a machine gunner, it means that the mentality has collapsed, and the result has long been predetermined.

In the incredible eyes of Wang Laoji, Qi Weiwen and others, Zhou Wenqiang was fast and slow, running and stopping, and a pair of suspenders full of a sense of the times suddenly appeared and disappeared in the sunset, and his figure was like a ghost.

The spear trabecule, known as a hundred steps through Yang, fired more than a dozen shots in a row, and all of them missed!

The gunfire finally stopped, and the hands of the spear beams were trembling, and so was the heart.

The other party is not human!

It's like a ghost descending!

Come on!

It was the last thought that crossed his mind.

"I just want to leave now, it's too late!"

Zhou Wenqiang stopped, at this time it was less than thirty meters away from the lighthouse, the tower was two hundred feet high, and the shooting distance was definitely within 100 meters.

The angry gunfire of the Mauser barge gun rang out, and he went straight out with a shuttle.

The 100-step piercing skill can bless 100% shooting accuracy, which does not mean that 100% will be hit, but it just means that Zhou Wenqiang's existing shooting ability will be increased by 100%.

In order to be perfect, Zhou Wenqiang directly adopted the burst shooting mode.

This style of play is the coolest, the heroes in Hong Kong films are all played like this, and the bullets can never be shot.

After running out of bullets, Zhou Wenqiang didn't even look at the lighthouse, and turned around and walked back in the direction of the warehouse.

Behind him, the corpse of the spear Xiao Yang fell from the lighthouse like a fallen leaf, and Zhou Wenqiang took out a cigarette from his lower coat pocket, lit it, and gently spit out two beautiful smoke rings......

The remnant sun is like blood, and the hero returns.

Qi Weiwen and the others came out of the warehouse, looking at Zhou Wenqiang blankly, these Hongmen disciples and gangsters instantly collectively incarnated into Zhou Wenqiang's little fan brother and little fan sister.

Wow! Heroes!

That's a sniper rifle, that's a spear!

They all eat the food of the rivers and lakes, and the confrontation of hundreds or thousands of people is nothing, and they are not afraid of the rain of bullets! But when faced with a sniper who wears through the sun in a hundred steps, it is really scary.

Zhou Wenqiang did what they could never do, so they could worship.

Looking at Zhou Wenqiang, who was gradually approaching, Qi Weiwen was a little flustered, she found that she was also a girl who had been strong for half her life, and she also had a deer in her heart.

Or a bouncing fawn.

This little man is so flavorful, bravely surpassing countless old men, even her mentor, and he is still so calm!

Rushing nine hundred meters, a shuttle to get rid of the sniper is nothing, the most charming thing is that he walked in the blood-colored sun, but he was clean like a big boy next door, and the big boy frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Men of strength are terrible.

If this powerful man could still think, it would not only be terrible, but also respectable!

Zhou Wenqiang was really thinking.

This should not be a philosophical question, nor a literary question, nor a physical one.

This is a serious math problem.

'Ask me, how many bullets are left after a twenty-round Mauser shell gun is fully loaded and twenty rounds are fired.

Not a single bullet left?

The answer is incorrect.

The correct answer is: one left. ’

"I lost!

Is this 'the last bullet for yourself'? ”

Finally figured out this problem, Zhou Wenqiang smiled.

Gently walked to the side of the Hongmen disciple, inserted the Mauser shell gun back into his waist, and said with a smile: "Brother, thank you for the gun. ”

"Ah, ...... Zhou Sir Zhou, no, Mr. Zhou!

No thanks, no thanks! ”

Zhou Wenqiang's words of thanks made this Hongmen disciple's face like bloodshot, and his heartbeat instantly reached two hundred.

He thinks it's an honor!

In a hurry, he habitually pulled out the Mauser shell gun, checked the magazine, and said in surprise: "Mr. Zhou, you still have a bullet left?" ”

When Qi Weiwen, Wang Laoji and the sect leader heard this, they all immediately looked at Zhou Wenqiang.

Leaving a bullet behind is easier said than done.

In that environment just now, Zhou Wenqiang fired in bursts, even a master with a gun could hardly be calculated so accurately, just leaving a bullet.

Those who can have this kind of awareness and ability are all veteran gunslingers!

Could it be that Zhou Wenqiang is still an old gun?

This is also incredible!

Zhou Wenqiang was slightly embarrassed, and laughed haha: "Well, it's important to leave the last bullet!" ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded again and again, thinking deeply.

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot something important."

Zhou Wenqiang smiled: "Qi Xiang, there is a phone here, right?" I'm going to borrow it. ”

Qi Weiwen glanced at him lightly: "You come with me......"

Directly dialed the phone number of the police department, Zhou Wenqiang said: "Eye, I am Wenqiang."

Everything is going according to plan.

By the way, don't treat Mr. Han and them badly, a bowl of hot noodle soup per person, at least a poached egg. ”

There was a laugh from the phone: "Don't worry, Wen Qiang, I understand." ”

Qi Weiwen, who was standing on the side, heard it inexplicably, this is really strange, when did the messenger start to make incisions?

It's noodles again, and it's poached eggs.

What the hell is this kid doing!