Chapter 280: Good at dealing with hard bones
The moment Liao Zhuang's words fell, Xu Xiangnan had already moved.
His hand, which had been in his pocket, suddenly pulled out, and when it appeared in front of everyone, the big gruff hand was already holding a heavy pistol.
At the same time, the black muzzle of the gun was also aimed at Yang Rui for the first time, and Xu Xiangnan pulled the trigger without hesitation or pause.
On an occasion like today, it is broad daylight, and the nature of shooting and killing people is very bad, once it spreads, the impact will be huge, and it will attract the attention of the above, so they will send people to parachute in and give Longcheng a pot.
Why do you say that it is a pot, because more than eighty percent of these people present today can be said to be more or less dependent on the Wang family for survival.
The remaining 20 percent were brought by people.
It is such a huge and intricate network of relationships, they tightly envelop the huge Dragon City, making the Wang family still prosperous for many years and firmly in the hegemony of Dragon City.
And over the years, how many shady things have been buried here, I don't know if I don't investigate, once I investigate deeply, nine out of ten of these big people from all walks of life in Dragon City who are present will definitely not be able to run.
It's scary to think about.
So Xu Xiangnan pulled out a gun, and many people were shocked.
The speed was so fast that they didn't have time to hear the gunshots before they could hear them.
The sound of the gunfire exploded in their hearts like a thunderclap on the ground, so that their hearts fluttered violently at this moment.
"Ahhh
However.
They didn't see what they had expected.
Xu Xiangnan's pistol had already fallen to the ground, and his other intact hand was covering the hand that was holding the gun just now.
At this time, that hand was already dripping with blood, because it was covered by his other hand, blocking the vision, and everyone couldn't see the specific appearance clearly.
But there is no doubt that the designation is perforated and the flesh is blurred.
Seeing Xu Xiangnan's distorted expression, and listening to his extremely suppressed roar, everyone was shocked.
Apparently Xu Xiangnan was in pain.
They subconsciously shifted their gaze, but saw a strong man who was more than seven meters tall and had already blocked Yang Rui with his body.
The height of more than 1.7 meters can only be said to be the normal level of Chinese men.
But his well-defined and well-proportioned muscles, as well as the thick calluses on his broad hands, easily gave people an extremely savage and powerful feeling.
The national character face, the knife-like face, and the three-dimensional facial features, all of these set off his person as very masculine and very gentlemanly.
The king is not empty.
At this time, he was standing next to Yang Rui, holding a pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the pistol was still emitting a faint smoke, which was the smoke caused by the high temperature caused by the high-speed movement of the bullet and the friction of the chamber.
Just now, the moment Xu Xiangnan's hand in his pocket was withdrawn, he reacted quickly and touched his waist.
Judging from the starting time, his action of pulling out the gun was half a second slower than Xu Xiangnan.
In addition, Xu Xiangnan's hand was originally holding the pistol in his pocket, and he only made the action of touching the gun when Xu Xiangnan took out the gun.
So calculated before and after, the starting time when he pulled out the gun was at least one second later than Xu Xiangnan.
A second sounds like a short time, but in a matter of life and death, it's a matter of who stands and who lies down.
And when the speed reaches a certain level, it is extremely difficult to shorten the time by one second.
But under such severe conditions, under the premise of being one second later than Xu Xiangnan, Wang Bukong still succeeded and took the lead!
From touching the gun, to pulling out the gun, to aiming at Xu Xiangnan, and pulling the safety bolt in the middle of the process, to finally pulling the trigger at the first time when Xu Xiangnan's muzzle was aimed at Yang Rui and piercing Xu Xiangnan's palm, this series of actions is so fast that others can't catch it at all!
Flowing water!
Coherent!
Not to mention one Xu Xiangnan, just now two or three Xu Xiangnan made the same action at the same time, Wang Bukong could also kill them before they hurt Yang Rui!
The title of captain of the third detachment of the Cangyun Army, how can it be groundless!
He was still holding the gun, but the muzzle of the gun slowly shifted from Xu Xiangnan's body, and in the end, he aimed directly at Liao Zhuang.
There was a dead silence in the audience, only Xu Xiangnan's hoarse roar that was desperately suppressed but never contained, he was really in too much pain.
Wang Bukong's pistol was very strange, this bullet directly made a very large hole in his palm, almost destroying his entire palm.
There is no doubt that this hand is designated to be useless, there is no possibility of healing, and at the same time as the flesh and bones are broken, the nerves of the hand are also completely destroyed.
Liao Zhuang stood there, his face was gloomy and purple, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a black cloud that was overwhelming the city and wanted to destroy it.
"Who are you?"
After a long while, Liao Zhuang asked in an extremely gloomy voice.
Xu Xiangnan, as the number one general under him, is naturally well-known for his ability to fight.
In today's society, mixing on the road, fists and feet are not strong enough, and a perfect thug must be able to use a gun.
Therefore, Xu Xiangnan's marksmanship is also well-known on the road, and few people dare to fight with him unless they have to, and they are very afraid of him.
But Xu Xiangnan, who was so frightened on the road, was still shot through the palm by the opponent when he seized the opportunity!
Xu Xiangnan didn't even have time to pull the trigger!
Such a person is by no means unknown!
Wang Bukong didn't answer, just held the gun and aimed it at Liao Zhuang's head.
He is simply carrying out his mission, as for who the opponent is, what he does, and what he says, he will not care, let alone talk to the opponent.
"Who is he?" Liao Zhuang swept his gaze to Yang Rui again.
"He, he's the king of guns." Yang Rui said with a smile.
"Gun King?"
"That's right, Gun King, there may be people in this world who can beat others in marksmanship, but at least I haven't seen it so far."
"So it's the best in the world? Aren't you afraid of the wind flashing your tongue? ”
"You don't care if I brag or not, and if I will be flashed to my tongue, the current situation is that you are being pointed at a gun by my people, and your life is in my hands." Yang Rui said with a chuckle.
"Don't say you have one gun at my head, what about ten guns?" Liao Zhuang sneered, and said proudly: "This is Dragon City, if you dare to touch half of my hair, I will keep you and your brothers, you and you will not be able to get out of Dragon City for half a step, you will all die here, and there will be no corpses." ”
I have to say that someone who is holding a gun to his head and dares to talk like this, this Liao Zhuang is really crazy.
But there is no way, who makes people confident.
It's a pity that he met Yang Rui.
What Yang Rui is best at is dealing with this kind of hard bones.
"Get him on his knees." Yang Rui said lightly.
No matter how hard the bones are, they can always be broken.
And if you break your bones, you will have to bow your head in front of me.