"Today, Shao and the others saw Aoyu show his might, killing the demon Huaxiong, but he couldn't see it clearly, I don't know what magic weapon Aoyu used, can you take it out and see it with everyone?" Yuan Shao asked.

Want to see my pistol? What does this mean? Huang Jie secretly thought, is he planning to kill me, afraid that my weapon is powerful? So you want to take it first?

"This is an immortal magic weapon, and it cannot be entered into the hands of mortals!" Huang Jie said casually, but it was useless to say so.

Everyone in the whole tent looked very curious, in the end, Huang Jie's process of killing Hua Xiong was too mysterious and peculiar, and after attracting a group of warriors to worship, it also made everyone want to see it.

When Yuan Shao made this request, not only had a group of cronies and soldiers ready to turn their faces at any time, but also took advantage of the situation, and it was difficult for Huang Jie to refuse.

Now even Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Zhang Fei and others are staring at Huang Jie, obviously everyone is curious, Huang Jie obviously has to take it out, but just said the lie of "not entering the hands of mortals", how can it be rounded.

Simple, Huang Jie said casually: "It's not that Jie refuses, but this device sucks people's essence and blood, harms people's longevity, and the moment it enters people's hands, it will lose a thousand moments of life, this is goodwill." ”

That is to say, how long you take it, your life expectancy will be reduced by a thousand times, well, this lie cannot be proved anyway, even if it is given to someone for one day and one night, it will only be a thousand days of life, less than three years, who can prove that he has not lost his life?

But everyone is not afraid of this look, even if you believe that Huang Jie's words are true, if you hold it in your hand for a short time, you don't have much life, you don't see what the "magic weapon" looks like, you don't touch it yourself, it's really unwilling.

Everyone was still asking, Huang Jie took out a pistol and threw it to Yuan Shao, Yuan Shao took it in his hand and studied it over and over for a while without seeing results, and handed it to Yuan Shu.

This is the benefit of Huang Jie's gun, an ordinary pistol is actually a relatively simple weapon, and the complexity of operation is even inferior to the crossbow arrows in this world.

But the special pistol that Clark specially found for Huang Jie was with a fingerprint lock, as long as Huang Jie was not holding the gun, not a single bullet would be fired.

A group of people passed it on for a while, and even Cao Cao took it and studied it, but he didn't come up with a reason, and finally Sun Jian handed it back to Huang Jie, and asked at the same time: "This thing seems to be useless, why does Aoyu fight to get rid of demons?" ”

Well, it's another time to pretend, Huang Jie picked up a pistol and shot at a jar of unopened wine, the jar of wine that was shot with a shot shattered, and the wine spilled all over the ground.

This time is not the same as when Zhan Huaxiong was fighting, it was not in a wide battlefield, no one was playing drums, everyone was very close, no one even made any noise, everyone was watching quietly, the silence was silent, and it was really a needle that could be heard.

Although the gunfire of the high-end pistol was not very loud, the volume was not too small, and he could hear it clearly, and of course he could see Huang Jie's fingers pulling the trigger.

In fact, when you see the shape of the pistol, it is easy to guess that the method of use is to press your fingers through the retainer on the trigger to have some effect, but Huang Jie's gun just can't be used.

"This is an immortal weapon, it needs to be triggered by immortal qi before it can be fired, and it is naturally useless in the hands of mortals." Huang Jie is pretending to be forced again, of course he is just talking nonsense again, but this nonsense is seamless, who can refute it.

Obviously, it is only useful in his hands, and it is useless for others to hold it, and this is not fake, Yuan Shao asked: "If it is farther away, can you give it a try?" ”

Farther away? That's okay, Huang Jie and the others walked out of the big tent, but there was a very wide open space in the big camp, which was used for military training and parades.

The clearing was brightly lit, and a few straw men were ten zhang away, which was the usual distance for practicing bows and arrows, Huang Jie was really a little nervous, he had never aimed at a target so far.

In order to show the power of his "magic weapon", someone put two layers of armor on the straw man, which doesn't hurt, these ordinary armors must be worn when hit, but the problem is that he must "shoot", and he has to be foolproof.

After all, if a shot misses the target, his immortal is a little cheap, which makes Huang Jie not nervous, although he understands that the more relaxed a person is, the easier it is to succeed, and the more nervous he is, the worse he plays, but people are not machines, and it is not so easy to control their psychology.

"Are you nervous?" The system said sarcastically: "It's just more than thirty-three meters of fixed targets, if you don't have this level, you might as well hang yourself and be a fart host!" ”

Depend on! It's easy to say by the system, but Huang Jie is a big boy, not long ago he was still in his third year of high school, if he wasn't selected by the system, he is still in high school, why is he so good at shooting?

He didn't touch any real guns except for toy guns when he was on Earth, until he got his first gun in the metropolis, and after that, he didn't practice any real battles.

Speaking of which, Huang Jie now regrets that he brought back too few bullets and grenades, in fact, he can carry at least four or five times as much ammunition by himself, and at that time he took it for granted that he could only bring the amount hidden under his clothes and no one could find it, but now he feels that it is not necessary at all.

However, even if there are more bullets, Huang Jie may not be able to practice, after all, one shot is less than one shot, but the problem is that the marksmanship is fed by bullets, he has never practiced, naturally he has no level, speaking of which, killing Hua Xiong is still a live-fire training.

"Don't be nervous, at this distance, it's not that you are asked to shoot casually, it is prepared to aim to ensure that you do not miss the target, this level is only average among the military and police of the world you come from, far worse than the master!"

The system encouraged again, Huang Jie smiled bitterly, yes, that's average, but that is generally professionally trained, how much training have I had?

"You're a little less trained, but don't forget, you have anti-Kryptonian genes! You've got kryptonite! The system said helplessly: "So believe in yourself, you are not an ordinary person!" ”

Is it? Okay, I had to believe in the system, and then Yuan Shao urged: "Why is Aoyu pondering? ”

Well, I was found to be distracted again, there are many smart people around, and I have probably discovered this characteristic, Huang Jie nodded and said, "Then let you see the power of the magic weapon." ”

Immediately raised the gun, carefully aimed at a straw man, a shot down, it was a miss, did not hit the center of the straw man, but still hit, in the armor a hole, that's good, as long as it doesn't miss the target, no one can say anything.

At this time, Huang Jie suddenly had an indescribable feeling, as if some subtle things about himself had become different from before in just this shot.

In the end, there is a Kryptonite gene, although he can't become stronger in seconds like Kara, and he is different from mortals after all, Huang Jie began to be comfortable with the second shot, and the third shot, Huang Jie used a one-arm suspension gun holding method that he had not practiced before, after all, he didn't say when he had to hold a gun with one hand.

Then he ordered to take the straw man a little farther away, twenty zhang, and then thirty zhang, which was a full hundred meters, but he still got in the middle of his hand, both hands, and one hand was easy, and there was no problem at all.

This made all the audience have a strange feeling, as if Huang Jie was not performing, but practicing? However, no one has any proof, and who has ever seen a practice that progresses so quickly?

After the performance, he still returned to the big tent, the banquet was not over yet, it was really long, and then someone spoke, and wanted to see the magic weapon again, Huang Jie thought about it, but he still couldn't help showing it, anyway, they couldn't use it.

But what about the plot to murder me? Huang Jie is still worried in his heart, could it be that the other party has given up? At this time, Yuan Shao's general Yan Liang was drunk and looked like he was drunk, and came to toast Huang Jie again.

"Proud, proud, proud, proud, proud, a certain Yan, Yan...... Good come, respect you. Yan Liang opened his tongue wide, his mouth full of wine, and he swayed up and said.

At this time, the system suddenly prompted: "Host, please note that this person's blood alcohol content is close to zero, and he didn't drink at all, but just coughed with wine." ”

Pretend to be drunk! This is? Huang Jie had already seen Yan Liang's hideous arms around him, this action Huang Jie recognized, he had seen on TV, a trick for freestyle wrestlers to attack the enemy.