"You kill a member of the Youth League, and you gain +10 pistol proficiency!"

"Pistol proficiency +10!"

"Ding Dong, your pistol mastery, proficiency reaches 100 points, level up!"

In Wu Feng's skill slot, there is an additional skill [Pistol Mastery] LV1: The hit rate of pistol weapons is increased by 3%, the damage is increased by 3%, the reload speed is increased by 10%, and the headshot rate is increased by 1%.

"Skills upgraded!"

Wu Feng's spirit was shocked, and he immediately changed the magazine and continued to strafe.

The Youth Federation helped the people, but they were confused and fell into chaos!

They never dreamed that Belle Cinema, which they heard that they could capture at all, had ruthless people like Wu Feng, Xu Wenqiang, and Ding Li, and even had such powerful firepower!

Otherwise, no matter what, they wouldn't dare to hold it up like this, so they just held up a machete and attacked the theater.

In an instant, these people's fighting spirit collapsed and fled frantically backwards.

"I'll wipe it, and I'll prick my hands! Run! ”

"Paralyzed, so hard?"

"My mom, run."

Wu Feng is not stingy with bullets, the Qinglian helps the sand sculpture to send people's heads, the opportunity is rare, at this time, if you don't kill people ruthlessly, when will you do it?

He loaded the bullets, held the box cannon steadily, and once again launched the slaughter and harvest like the sickle of death against the Qinglian gang who fled back!

Sudden protrusions.

Another magazine of the box cannon was burned out in an instant.

There were 7 or 8 gangsters, who were shot in the back, and they threw themselves into the street with a muffled grunt, and fell to the ground and died!

Almost instantly, Wu Feng received another prompt.

His [Pistol Mastery] skill has been upgraded to level 2!

"I knew that it was so easy to upgrade the Qinglian gang, so why waste bullets and practice by myself?"

Wu Feng regretted a little in his heart that he had wasted those 10 bullets on the practice ground.

However, if he hadn't practiced for these two days, his feeling for the box cannon would not have been so good, so accurate, and so ruthless.

Lao Jin was dumbfounded, looking at hundreds of Qinglian gangs, rushing forward, but was beaten back by such powerful firepower of Belle Cinema, and died tragically, not to mention that 30 gangs also died in this wave!

This is like relying on the strong to bully the weak, and it is clearly a thousand miles to give people away!

Huang Jinrong was even more gloomy and about to drip water.

The most annoying, what this Wu Feng uses is clearly a box cannon!

Slaughter his gang with the world-famous guns and cannons that stole him.

More than 30 brothers died in a wave, and the pension alone made the big hooligan Huang Jinrong's heart bleed.

"Damn, this Belle Theater is clearly pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

Lao Jin's heart palpitated, and he came to Huang Jinrong's side: "On the second floor, there are some fierce generals who can fight." ”

Huang Jinrong's face was gloomy: "What do you say?" ”

"This is the bustling British Concession in Shanghai. Although the British don't care much, if it drags on for a long time, I'm only afraid of the patrol room..."

Lao Jin was also embarrassed.

Huang Jinrong cursed.

It's hard for him to ride a tiger at this time.

Huang Jinrong regretted it a little bit, he made such a big move.

One of his own bigwigs, with hundreds of people to besiege Belle Cinema, but he didn't expect the three brothers of Wu Feng to have such a hard idea?

In the first wave, more than 30 brothers died.

If you withdraw your troops at this time, won't you be perceived as coerced?

"In that case, Sha Pei, you take the White Tiger Hall up, hit it hard, and leave no one alive!"

Huang Jinrong bit out between his teeth word by word.

"Yes!"

A man with a burn on his face, much like the leader of the Shar Pei, nodded with a grim gaze.

Baihutang is the strongest hall of the Qinglian Gang, with hundreds of people, dozens of guns, and all of them are elite and urgent pioneers in previous shootouts with other gangs for turf grabbing.

Looking at the White Tiger Hall that was gradually approaching with the help of cover cover, Wu Feng's eyes flashed with solemnity.

He knew that the hard bones were coming.

However, for the strength of his three brothers, Wu Feng has full confidence!

Mastering the plot and absorbing talents will occupy the vast majority.

spared no expense, and paid a lot of money to Xu Ding with a gun, which made these two ruthless people like tigers.

Bang bang bang.

Sure enough, in the White Tiger Hall, 30 meters away from Belle Cinema, Xu Wenqiang's shell gun rang out.

A White Tiger Hall gunman who probed his brain was immediately shot in the head and convulsed without saying a word.

Wu Feng's box cannon also sounded.

After upgrading to level 2 pistol mastery, Wu Feng was also more daring for shooting at a slightly longer distance.

The power of the box cannon is also strong enough, even if it is 30 meters away, it can still penetrate some bricks and hit the White Tiger Hall hiding behind.

Bang bang bang.

Bullets flew indiscriminately from both sides, and there was a fierce exchange of fire.

Rong Dafa lay on the ground, his legs sifted through the chaff, and he begged God to chant Buddha.

As a result of the 10-minute confrontation, there were 8 corpses in Baihutang, and only Ding Li was reckless, and he was accidentally grazed by a bullet and suffered a slight injury.

Belle, ahh

"!"

Huang Jinrong is really going to blow up.

He watched from afar, the fierce gunmen in the White Tiger Hall, one by one, were shot by the three Wufeng brothers in the Belle Theater, and they shot their heads accurately and viciously, hit their bodies, and fell to the ground and groaned, but they could only fight indiscriminately, and the windows of the Belle Theater were broken, but those hidden shooting ports still shot vicious bullets from time to time.

"Boss, are we sneaking up from behind? A front and back pinch? ”

Lao Jin offered advice.

"Why don't you go soon?" Huang Jinrong roared.

Dozens of deflated people from the back door of the back street, trying to rush into the theater.

Under Da Lin's continuous beating and scolding, those theater guards who were coaxed in advance finally resisted the back door and were not rushed in.

Wu Feng rushed to the window on the second floor, and the box cannon fired a wave of strafing, and swept down 5 or 6 deflated threes, bleeding all over the ground, and the Qinglian gang dispersed in a hurry.

In short, the three brothers Wu Feng, Xu Wenqiang, and Ding Li, can be described as possessed by the killing gods, filling their positions everywhere on the second floor, everywhere, bullets flying, obviously there are only three people, but there seem to be 30 people!

The Qinglian Gang is like a group of dogs, surrounding the front and back doors, full of excitement, but they can only be beaten by the three Wufeng brothers who occupy the right time and place, and fall to the ground one after another, but the damage caused to the upstairs is very limited.

Rao is like this, Wu Feng and Xu Ding also quickly reached the limit.

Even if there were bunkers and firing ports dug in advance, the three Wu Feng brothers were inevitably hit by stray bullets and bruised.

Xu Wenqiang was shot in his left arm, and his heart was in pain, so he could only reluctantly tear off the strip of cloth and wrap it and continue to fight.

Ding Li was even worse, he was hit in the thigh by a ricochet, and he couldn't move, so he could only scold and sit on the chair and continue to fight.

Wu Feng has become the focus of the other party's fire!

Every time the gang of the Qinglian Gang rushed to the back door, Wu Feng would ignore the danger and rush to the back window to fire fiercely, the Qinglian Gang is not a group of stupid pigs, not an NPC who gives away heads, they naturally have masters, tactics, and cooperation, Huang Jinrong even sent 10 gunners from Qinglongtang to shoot at Wu Feng in the crowd!

A wave of fierce shooting, Wu Feng was shot in the chest!

With this shot, Wu Feng was almost killed on the spot.

He could feel that the bullet had eroded the iron homemade body armor he was wearing outside (yes, Wu Feng made it himself out of iron sheet and ceramics), and there was still plenty of kinetic energy to hit his chest!