Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The loud sound with the smell of gunsmoke echoed in the sky above the martial arts training ground of Daye Temple.

Zheng Gong, a small white-collar worker, held the "Desert Eagle" in both hands and fired six shots at the bald giant man who quickly dodged.

"It's a quick move, but I hit at least two shots!" Thanks to the temporary Spider-Man bloodline just obtained, Zheng Gong's dynamic vision has been greatly improved, and because the giant man is too big, the hit rate of this sports shooting has reached 30%, which is quite good.

Before Zhao Li, who was rolling on the ground to protect the front door, he felt as if his left arm and left shoulder had been hit by a sledgehammer.

"The injury on the arm is fine, but the shoulder blade is definitely broken!" Zhao Li, who had just stood up, held back the pain, just glanced at it, and immediately roughly judged his injury, his arm was the strongest part of the body muscles, so he could successfully jam the bullet, but the muscle was also seriously contused, this arm had no combat effectiveness in a short time, and the muscles on the shoulder were far less strong than the arms, and the bones where they were hit were relatively thin, so the shoulder blades were simply broken.

But so what? The power is very great, but it must also be able to hit! Zhao Li's feet moved, and he quickly rushed to the side—as long as he moved, Zhao Li was confident that he could dodge most of the shots. This little injury on the body can be easily recovered with a free attribute point.

It's just that Zhao Li's feet had just been raised, but a bamboo stick suddenly appeared from his side, quickly hitting his neck.

"It's so strong, grasp the opportunity!" This change didn't even guess Zhao Li's intelligence of 2.0, you don't need to look at who made it, just look at this bamboo stick and know that it was a good thing done by the young "invader".

In the face of the intruders who even had firearms, Zhao Li at this time had already put away his contempt, and did not dare to use his neck to resist the blow of this bamboo stick, but his left hand was hit by a gun twice in a row, and he was unable to move, so he was afraid that it would be too late to block, so he could only defend with his intact right hand.

Smack-

Zhao Li's big right hand easily grabbed the attacking bamboo stick, but the moment he grabbed it, he found that Zhang Xiaozhuo had let go of the bamboo stick, and flashed behind Zhao Li like a ghost, and the index fingers and middle fingers of both hands were close together, hitting Zhao Li's body all over the place.

"C+-level martial arts "Pulse Interception Finger": Every time you attack, you can temporarily cut off the opponent's meridians, so that the opponent is paralyzed, and the paralysis time depends on the martial arts realm of both sides, and the martial arts will have a decreasing effect if used continuously in a short period of time!"

This C+-level martial arts "Pulse Interception Finger" was the reward that Zhang Xiaozhuo got from the side quest of the young disciple competition who participated in the martial arts conference just now, and Zhang Xiaozhuo learned it the first time he got it, and he used it at the moment, but it worked wonders.

Although this "Intercepting Pulse Finger" was just learned by Zhang Xiaozhuo, the realm is very low, and the "Interception Finger" itself is only a C+-level martial art, placed in the entire rivers and lakes, it is a martial arts between the second and third rates, and Zhao Li has cultivated the stunt of "The Great Monument Wrestler" to the super master of the realm of "Shaking the Ancient and the Present", so the paralysis time is only about 0.2 seconds, and the second time is directly immune.

But as I said before, in the life-and-death struggle between masters, a little negligence is the distance between life and death, and it is this short paralyzing effect that stopped Zhao Li's horizontal movement, and the little white-collar Zheng Gong seized the opportunity to raise his gun and shoot again.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! bang!

This bald man who looks like a villain is the most powerful master Zheng Gong has ever seen in this world, and many first-class masters on the rivers and lakes can't stop his one-and-a-half moves, and at the same time, almost no one can hurt him, so Zheng Gong didn't dare to save bullets at all, but just seized the opportunity to hit a fixed target and shot again and again!

"Look for death!" Zhao Li's eyes widened angrily, and he ignored the big bloom of a little blood on his body, that is, he swung out a palm and hit high school student Zhang Xiaozhuo hard, he really didn't expect that these two invaders were so difficult to deal with, especially the young boy, although his strength was not strong and his speed was not fast, but his understanding of the battle was too profound, and he was simply a natural warrior - he carefully went to block the bamboo stick, and as a result, he fell into the trap of the other party.

Of course, Zhao Li didn't know that Zhang Xiaozhuo, a waste high school student, didn't have this ability, this was purely the combat instinct brought by unlocking the first order of the genetic lock...

Even if he doesn't know anything about combat and hasn't even pierced a horse, if he can unlock the genetic lock of the first order, he can also fight a few back-and-forth with the first-class players on the rivers and lakes.

However, even if the basic attributes were increased by 45% by the feedback of the god of death, Zhang Xiaozhuo's speed and strength were still far from being compared with Zhao Li, and there was no way to dodge Zhao Li's fierce counterattack at close range, but at this time, Zhang Xiaozhuo, who was purely dominated by combat instinct, seemed to have no panic and pain, and calmly flew out backwards with the power of his palm, and at the same time took the initiative to land on the ground, rolled on the ground more than a dozen times, and finally spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Bang, bang, bang!

The little white-collar Zheng Gong didn't care about it, and the "Desert Eagle" in his hand continued to roar non-stop, until the bald giant fell to the ground with a "poof", and then he gasped and stopped, at this time Zheng Gong felt a tingling pain from the wrists of both hands - this is the result of playing the large-caliber hand cannon "Desert Eagle" without professional training, and firing so many shots without interruption.

Poof—

Zhang Xiaozhuo, a tall student who was slapped hard by Zhao Li, tried to sit up from the ground, but only moved slightly, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, but even at this time, Zhang Xiaozhuo did not have any fear of death, but calmly examined his injuries - this is also the terrible thing about unlocking the genetic lock, when fighting, abandon all unnecessary emotions, and completely exert all combat power.

"The blood spit out contains a large amount of blood foam, it is likely that the lungs have been ruptured, at least three ribs have been broken, there may be other organs that have been punctured, and now I can't stand, my limbs are contusions of varying degrees, and my mobility is almost lost..." Zhang Xiaozhuo assessed his injury in his heart, and at the same time took out a bottle of "big red medicine" and wanted to drink it, but his injury was too serious, even if he abandoned all feelings of fear and panic, he couldn't make his movements stable, as soon as he got the medicine, his hand lost his strength, and the "big red medicine" fell to his side.

Zheng Gong, a small white-collar worker, held a gun and looked at the bald giant man who fell to the ground, this giant man was facing the sky on his back, his eyes were wide and motionless, there were more than ten large and small blood holes, all over the body, the most terrifying gunshot wound was on the face, the bullet entered from the left cheek and pierced out from the right cheek, forming a huge cavity, the gums and teeth were exposed to the air, the jaw seemed to be about to break, and the blood under the body had merged into a zigzag stream, which looked dead.