Wu Fan shot three times in a row, shooting out, and the huge recoil made Wu Fan sit on the ground.

Three holes with a diameter of about 30 cm appeared in the floor slab, and debris splattered all over the ground.

In order to enhance the certainty of shooting, Wu Fan shot out three bullets in a zigzag shape.

Because the distance is too close, in order to achieve the effect of "zigzag", Wu Fan is holding a sniper rifle, the body of the gun is more than 70 kilograms, plus a strong recoil, if it is not for the current strength value has reached more than 5,000, it is impossible to do it at all.

Rao is like this, Wu Fan was also pushed back by the strong recoil and sat on the ground, fell a cheek, and his buttocks hurt painfully.

Wu Fan turned sideways, rubbing his buttocks, which almost fell into four petals, and his facial muscles twitched.

Presumably, that master has already met the king of Hades, Wu Fan thought to himself.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.

"Hahahahaha..."

A person suddenly appeared in front of Wu Fan, tall and unusually strong, with three scars on his neck, holding a gun in both hands, laughing, this person is none other than Zhang Yunpeng, who disappeared just now.

Zhang Yunpeng's two eyes were extremely obscene, and the flight he wanted to detain was slowly released, and said:

"I didn't expect you to be a Peugeot girl, not bad, the force value is very high, you, but no matter how high it is, it's useless, wait a while, let you surrender to my crotch, it's cool!"

Wu Fan's heart was extremely disgusting, as if tens of thousands of flies flew over.

However, the situation at this time was extremely unfavorable for Wu Fan.

Zhang Yunpeng was only seven or eight meters away from Wu Fan, and for a firearms master in close combat, Wu Fan had nothing to do at this time.

Wu Fan seemed to react, and sure enough, it was a strategy, two masters on the other side, one master was hiding here, and the other person pretended to fight me, unexpectedly, and killed me, how could they believe them, so cunning.

Zhang Yunpeng walked over, he wanted to shoot this person, but he didn't expect that the other party was still a "beauty", with an extraordinary temperament, the kind of beauty like a fairy, so he had evil thoughts.

Wu Fan didn't dare to move at this time, for these murderous maniacs, there would be no mercy.

Zhang Yunpeng put his two guns against Wu Fan's head and shouted:

"Tian Bingyi, come down."

Tian Bingyi's situation was not too good, two sniper bullets grazed his left and right legs respectively, and blood flowed all over his pants.

At this time, he was almost furious, and he couldn't wait to find the other party and shoot him.

Tian Bingyi dragged his injured leg and walked from the safe passage to the third floor.

Holding two guns, he slowly walked towards Wu Fan.

"Tian Bingyi, you tie him up."

Zhang Yunpeng ordered.

Anger filled Tian Bingyi's eyes, eager to devour Wu Fan alive, Tian Bing walked towards Wu Fan step by step.

Wu Fan's heart was already cold, it seemed that he was really going to report to the Netherworld this time, he shook his head lightly and closed his eyes.

Finally, Tian Bing pulled the trigger with one hand.

"Bang bang..."

Two bullets flew out, penetrating the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and brains gurgled out.

What's going on?

Not dead yet?

Why don't you feel pain?

Sure enough, it's a firearms master, and it hurts to hit me!

Wu Fan opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him was unbelievable.

A tall body slammed to the ground, and Zhang Yunpeng would not believe it until he died, these two bullets were fired at him.

Zhang Yunpeng's brain gushed out of the bullet hole.

Wu Fan is almost in a state of confusion, why did this kid take the wrong medicine?

The ordinary face was full of great disbelief.

When Wu Fan was puzzled.

Tian Bing scolded in one mouth:

"Made, Zhang Yunpeng, Lao Tzu has already said that you have to fight with this force, Nima is looking for death, and it is a good thing for me!"

Tian Bingyi's gaze turned to Wu Fan.

"You, stand up for me, I won't take advantage of you, take 20 steps back and start the duel again."

Tian Bingyi's eyes were even more angry, and he turned his head and walked back.

Nima, who turned out to be a gun addict, was obsessed to such an extent, and this person was definitely a trustworthy character, turned around and walked backwards, not afraid to give him a secret gun.

And how did he dodge his zigzag sniper just now? It's incredible.

Wu Fan became more and more interested in this person, is he really a bandit who kills people without blinking an eye and has no humanity at all? Could there be something else going on?

With Tian Bingyi's ability, how can he be willing to succumb to Zhang Yunpeng, he has long been unaccustomed to this commanding "boss", and now he is still "ignorant of current affairs" to prevent himself from duel, it is simply looking for death, so Tian Bingyi did not hesitate to kill him.

If you continue to fight like this, you will do yourself all kinds of harm but not any benefit.

Wu Fan took out two needles, a gold needle and a silver needle, shook his left hand and right hand slightly, and said silently:

Ten fingers flicked his wrist slightly

The power of energylessness creates chemical power! ”

Two dazzling gold and silver threads flew out.

Since Tian Bingyi was defenseless, two needles pierced his left and right arms respectively.

Tian Bingyi turned his head in disbelief, his eyes widened, and said:

"You don't keep your word, you don't deserve to be a gun god, you lose!"

The reason why Tian Bingyi was relieved to turn around and go back was that he felt that this was a character like the gun god Tian Ming, not only his marksmanship was like a god, but his virtue would also be higher than that of mortals, so he didn't worry that Wu Fan would plot against him, Tian Bingyi, who was "struck", had more joy in his eyes, and from this level, the opponent really lost to him.

Wu Fan didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he flew over with a palm, and chopped his neck with a hand knife, and Tian Bingyi fainted.

It is unfair to define Tian Bingyi simply as a fool, he is a person who is extremely principled, but why would he join this kind of organization? Wu Fan was puzzled.

Let's get out first, there are bigger challenges ahead, if you are lucky enough to escape, take Tian Bing back and study it slowly.

At this time, Wu Fan's consumption is very huge, especially the duel with Zhang Daoshan, which has consumed too much of his physical energy and soul power, not to mention Chen Hao, even if a person with a force value of about 4,000 is fighting against him, there is not much chance of winning.

Wu Fan, who was about to take a breath, suddenly became restless, as if he had a premonition that danger was approaching.

Wu Fan leaned against the wall and glanced around.

Suddenly, a desk flew over, extremely fast, Wu Fan dodged, the table smashed on the cement wall, and immediately turned into scattered sawdust, which was so powerful that it could be seen.

Wu Fan raised his two guns and fired at a high frequency in the direction of throwing the table, the bullets hit the wall, and sparks flew everywhere, but a gray figure had swept in front of him.

Wu Fanfang wanted to turn the muzzle of the gun, and the other party swept his legs, as fast as lightning and as heavy as thunder.

Instantly swept to his wrist.

Both arms suddenly went numb.

Two pistols fell to the ground.

Wu Fan dodged to the right and jumped out of the window.

The gray figure followed him like a shadow, ghostly following him.

At this time, Wu Fan had already switched to the bull Chen Shixing, and his body technique was almost to the extreme.

The figure behind seemed to be faster, gradually approaching Wu Fan, Wu Fan was in the air, and the gray figure above was above Wu Fan.

"Jack Drop!"

The gray figure shouted in a deep voice.

When Wu Fan noticed it, the gray figure was already very close to his body.

"Meteor Crash!"

The gray figure shouted again, and then, his right palm waved out, towards Wu Fan's waist.

Wu Fan shouted that it was not good, and his body twisted as hard as he could.

With a "snap", a slap hit Wu Fan's buttocks.

Fortunately, Wu Fan reacted in time, contracted his body, and slapped this heavy palm on his buttocks. If it is hit on the lumbar spine, even if it does not die, it will be a high paraplegia.

This heavy slap is powerful and descending.

hit Wu Fan's buttocks at once, but the man in gray felt like he had hit cotton, and it was difficult to exert his strength.

It turned out that Wu Fan deliberately bought a crystal silicone buttocks pad in the system in order to pretend to be a woman, which was six or seven centimeters thick, and when he walked, he gave people a feeling of plump breasts and fat buttocks, but he didn't expect it to play a buffering role at this time.

Rao is like this, the strength of the gray-clothed man is too great, coupled with the effect of gravitational acceleration, Wu Fan slapped heavily on the sand.

Made, her ass was beaten into four pieces, and it hurt, it hurts.

Wu Fan patted the dust on his body and stood up from the sand.

The man in gray fell from above.