Wu Xie looked at their short ballistic pistols with a smile, and with just a casual sweep, he completely mastered the model, caliber, range, and recoil of all the guns.

He once said that if he was given a submachine gun twenty meters away, he would have the confidence to dry up the stuffy oil bottle, because no matter how fast the stuffy oil bottle is, it is still a human being. It's just that time has passed, and the ten-year covenant is almost approaching, and if you still only think that I am an ordinary person, then you are doomed to fail!

The short ballistic pistol has a large recoil, short range, high accuracy, is suitable for point fire, can quickly fill the chamber, and has good continuous combat performance, these are its advantages, but the noise is large, and generally people who use it like to install a silencer, and the disadvantages are highlighted.

Wu Xie's figure flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of a man, punched him in the abdomen, clamped him by the neck with a force, and kicked him in the back of the knee, forcing him to shoot at the side.

Wu Xie's head is very good, it just hit the man's arm, but the bullet just pressed on the nerves, even if the injury is healed, he has to become disabled, don't complain that Wu Xie is too ruthless, it's just that he has been tired of living all these years, he hates, hates his hindsight, and hates the unfair fate imposed on him.

He is not a good man and a woman, since you are bent on killing me, I will abolish one of your arms, which can be regarded as soft-hearted.

After Wu Xie hit a shot, he flashed quickly, fired a shot, hit the target every time, and every time he was aiming, it was very embarrassing, the most bullish blow, Wu Xie exploded with one blow.

'Wang Zanghai' glared at his own people indignantly, each of them had only one gunshot wound on their bodies, but a pistol just overturned them, without wasting a single bullet, the enemy with such a technique is indeed terrifying.

Wu Xie casually threw the pistol, and the butt of the gun just smashed on the head of the Wang family who went around Wu Xie and wanted to sneak up on him.

Boom, with a muffled sound, the people on the bright side surrounding 'Wang Zanghai' were all killed by Wu Xie, Wu Xie stood in front of him and said, "Can we talk about compensation now?" ”

'Wang Zanghai' showed an incredulous smile and said, "Do you think this is the end? ”

Wu Xie shrugged his shoulders casually, grabbed the big white dog's leg with one hand, pointed at 'Wang Zanghai' with the tip of his knife and said: "Tell the real Wang Zanghai to come out to see me, otherwise my people will start from the periphery and end up here, and I will monopolize fifty percent of all your business." ”

'Wang Zanghai' showed a sneer, took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it and put it in his mouth, and spit out three smoke rings: "Wu Xie, you are too arrogant, you will kill our own family and monopolize half of our business, even if it is the Zhang family, you don't dare to say that in front of us." ”

Wu Xie casually withdrew the big white dog's legs, poked it to the ground, and the knife edge was just attached to the edge of the 'Wang Zanghai' leather shoe, and shot three inches into the ground: "You forgot, my surname is not Zhang, my surname is Wu!" ”

'Wang Zanghai''s face changed again and again, and he squeezed his cigar violently and threw it towards Wu Xie. Wu Xie frowned slightly, the big white dog's leg raised his knife and split the cigar in half, and when he saw 'Wang Zanghai' turn his head, he ran away and chased after him.

Wu Xie slammed the soles of his feet, and the luck dantian half flew up, and with a knee kick, knocking 'Wang Zanghai' to the ground.

Wu Xie sighed, and saw that the 'Wang Zanghai' had turned into a wooden stake, and a cloud of white mist rose around it.