The indoor shooting range of the textile factory really has little to do with the word clean, and it feels like you just took a random slaughterhouse and hung a few pieces of target paper on the wall, and then it became the shooting range used by these top killers.

On the ground, there is a large amount of blood remaining, and no one will go out of their way to clean them, and it is very likely that if they have just been cleaned, they will be contaminated with blood again and look like a mess.

The reason for this is mainly related to the way these fraternities are trained.

Especially when training newcomers, they will let these killers get used to the feeling of a bullet entering the body, and the target, at this time, becomes a fresh corpse or a slaughtered pig.

Using these things as targets, it is not difficult to resemble how the blood on the ground came from.

At this time, in the empty indoor shooting range, the rhythmic gunners echoed, and one bullet after another broke out of the chamber of the gun, and after a short flight, landed accurately in the center of the target paper at the end.

A black T-shirt, black trousers, and a pair of brown leather boots on his feet, a simple match makes the fox's tall and graceful figure vividly expressed, and inadvertently exudes a fatal temptation. Beautiful, yet dangerous.

The long brown hair spread out wantonly, there was no expression on the cold face, and in the raised right hand was a Glock pistol, which was fired continuously, so that the barrel was already slightly hot.

The slender fingers paused on the trigger and then pulled them down again, until they had exhausted all the bullets in the magazine, and finally stopped, looking at their results with satisfaction, and a smile finally appeared on their indifferent face, but it quickly disappeared.

Turning to the rusty table behind him, he replaced the pistol with a new magazine.

On the target paper on the opposite wall, after the destruction of an entire magazine, only one bullet hole remained.

Putting on a new magazine, pushing the bullet into the chamber of the gun, and just about to turn around, the fox sensitively felt that a person suddenly appeared behind him, almost at the same time as sensing the figure, turned around, fired, and the action was done in one go!

The hand that was originally stretched out to the fox's shoulder quickly stopped, moved to the side like lightning, and felt the bullet pass by him, Ye Qianhu hurriedly said, "Hey, it's me!" ”

The muzzle of the gun was still at the heart of Ye Qianhu, and the fox smiled faintly, "I know." ”

Then, the finger that had never been released from the trigger was pressed down again!

"Bang!"

The bullet spun and flew towards Ye Qianhu's heart, Ye Qianhu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he violently twisted his body to avoid the bullet.

The gunshots rang out continuously, and the fox's index finger kept quickly deducting almost no intervals, forcing Ye Qianhu to dodge again and again, and took the initiative to widen the distance between the two sides, allowing himself to get more space to dodge.

After getting used to the rhythm of the fox's shooting, a pistol appeared out of thin air in Ye Qianhu's hand, and the right arm that grabbed the pistol suddenly contracted and then pushed forward, under the action of inertia, let the pistol complete the work of loading the pistol with the help of inertia, and the wrist was shaken hard with a small amplitude, and then the fingers pulled the trigger without stagnation!

The bullet leaves the muzzle of the gun and makes a small arc, meeting a bullet that also arcs in the air.

With a clang, the two opposing bullets hit each other accurately in the air, and the strong impact of each other caused the two bullets that collided together to be severely deformed, and then smashed to the ground.

It's just that before they could hit the ground, two more bullets had already collided accurately.

Letting the bullet fly out of the arc, as well as intercepting the bullet with the bullet, for Ye Qianhu's fox, the two of them are already extremely proficient in this.

Between each other, the bullets collided again and again, and in the short shootout, there were already many severely deformed warheads scattered on the ground!

It's like a real battle, bullets fly around the two of them, there is no chance of chance, and if you make a mistake, you have to endure the pain of the bullet entering your body.

"Click!" "Click!"

The sound of bullets running out came from the two guns at the same time, and Ye Qianhu still maintained a vigilant posture and said, "My dear, your bullets have run out." ”

"But it's not over yet!"

As the fox spoke, he had already dodged and rushed towards Ye Qianhu quickly, like a cheetah that pounced on its prey!

The Glock pistol in her right hand turned flexibly on her fingers, and when she came to Ye Qianhu's side, it had already changed to a posture of holding the handle of the gun with her backhand, and then directly used the pistol that had run out of bullets as a weapon, and smashed it towards Ye Qianhu's head with a wave of her hand!

I have to say that the strength that the fox showed at this time really surprised Ye Qianhu, after getting his blood because of dying before, the fox's strength, which had already reached the limit of his body, began to improve again.

The last time Ye Qianhu came here, they had already had to admit that the fox might already be the most powerful one in the Brotherhood.

And this time, when Ye Qianhu fought with the fox again, he really felt the personal pressure. On the premise that he doesn't use his mental ability and spatial ability, if he wants to beat the fox, he really has to take it seriously!

The thought in his heart flashed, even if he faced the pistol that the fox smashed in his hand, he originally wanted to block the opponent's attack from the fox's wrist, but the fox moved the pistol in his right hand slightly down a little before Ye Qianhu's arm was raised, and the body of the gun that should have been smashed on Ye Qianhu's head smashed directly on Ye Qianhu's arm.

The piercing pain came from the arm, but this was not the end, because after the fox's attack was blocked, his right hand changed angles like lightning and continued to smash into Ye Qianhu's vulnerable parts. Ye Qianhu's arm had no chance to put down at all, although he blocked the opponent's attacks again and again, but at the cost, the pain on his arm was like a fracture!

The fox pursed his lips lightly, and after being blocked by Ye Qianhu in a row, he decisively lowered the height of his attack, grabbed Glock with his right hand and slammed into Ye Qianhu's chest.

Ye Qianhu's left arm smashed straight down, hitting the fox's wrist before the opponent's attack reached his body.

The pain in his wrist briefly caused the fox's left hand to lose strength, and Glock immediately fell to the ground.

The fox ignored the pistol, raised his hand to block Ye Qianhu's elbow blow, and with the help of Ye Qianhu's strength, he quickly took a step back to widen the distance between him and Ye Qianhu, and in the process of retreating, his left hand instantly pulled out the pistol that had been hanging on the belt on the left side of his body.

It was a dark silver pistol with a pattern engraved on it, like a work of art, but in the hands of a fox, it was the most dangerous weapon of murder!