Landscape painting is pretending to be calm, but her heart is nervous to death, her mind is thinking quickly, once a conflict breaks out, how should the three of them escape quickly?

Taking advantage of the fact that the reincarnators inside did not appear, they rushed into the car and started quickly, of course, the most normal and safest way, but they were afraid that these strong men would burst the tires.

But even if you can escape, what will you do in the future?

Uncle Zhong will definitely hate them, will Han Gongzi still admit that they are members of the Thunder Alliance? What if someone is sent to hunt them down and make Uncle Zhong angry?

So it's best not to resist, obediently make amends to Uncle Zhong, have the opportunity to see Han Gongzi, and then vigorously make amends, you must be sincere, Han Gongzi is a big man, he shouldn't worry about these characters, right?

Landscape painting is mired in a hesitant contradiction.

And Qian Jiangwei, at all, is panicked in his heart and even more flustered on the outside, he can't even pretend to be calm like landscape painting, he is almost crying, he can't wait to cross Fang Shaoping's position in advance, and before Fang Shaoping makes things worse, he directly kneels and kowtows to Uncle Zhong, which can also make people angry, and then quickly send him to the car, and promise that there will be heavy gifts in the future, maybe he can eliminate this disaster!

"He just got my word out, right?"

Fang Shaoping came up with a tone of inquiry, but his expression looked unusually calm, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

Uncle Zhong shook his head slightly, half-squinting his eyes, there was already a cold light in it, he had completely regarded Fang Shaoping as a stunned young man who didn't understand the world, such a person, in his own place, usually died the fastest.

"For a minute, the card didn't come, so, I'm going to unload your arm."

When Fang Shaoping said this, Uncle Zhong wanted to laugh, and at the same time, the big man beside him was already about to subdue Fang Shaoping.

At this time, there seemed to be a long strip of light flashing, and then Uncle Zhong let out a scream.

His right arm was empty, and one arm was broken at the shoulder, ** on the ground.

"Kill him!"

A big man roared angrily, but before he could make any movements, his head was already flying high, and the headless corpse took two steps forward under the action of inertia, and then fell to the ground with an ordinary thud.

“！！！”

The sound of continuous gunshots sounded, and multiple holes immediately appeared on Fang Shaoping's coat.

But his expression still didn't change.

Qian Jiangwei, who was hiding behind him, was stunned, just now he clearly didn't feel even the slightest energy fluctuation coming from Fang Shaoping's body, which proved that he had not activated any protective skills at all, why was he not afraid of bullets?

And the thought that crossed the mind of the landscape painting was that the owner must be wearing invulnerable intimate inner armor, and the equipment that can bring out the reincarnation space! It must be worth a lot of money.

The man in sunglasses didn't shoot again, but looked at Fang Shaoping with wide eyes one by one.

Fang Shaoping looked down at the several gun holes in his chest, and exhaled lightly, and then a terrifying scene appeared that made the sunglasses men feel terrifying, one after another under the squeezing and contraction of Fang Shaoping's muscles, they were squeezed out and fell to the ground one after another.

Fang Shaoping walked towards Uncle Zhong who was supported by a big man, at this moment, Uncle Zhong was already trembling in pain, and his face was sweating, but he stared at Fang Shaoping with a ruthless look, and said word by word:

"Son, remember, I'll make your life worse than death."

Swish!

It seemed that there was a white streak of light that was fleeting, and then I saw an arm flying up in the air, Uncle Zhong screamed and fell to his knees, his left and right arms had all disappeared, and they were broken shoulder to shoulder, but the strange thing was that not a drop of blood flowed out, because the wound had been carbonized and burnt.

"Uncle Zhong!"

"Uncle Zhong!"

The two strong men helped the trembling Uncle Zhong up and were about to run inside, when a pistol with a long barrel was already aimed at their backs.

piu！ piu！

Two subtle voices sounded, and the back of the two strong men's heads each had an extra blood hole, and they fell to the ground in an instant, and of course Uncle Zhong also fell to the ground, screaming again in pain.

Fang Shaoping put away the Desert Eagle, of course, it was the one given to him by the landscape painting, and his own one couldn't be brought out of the main god space at all, and said secretly in his heart:

"Fortunately, the marksmanship was not practiced in vain, in the woods, although I still can't hit the tree trunk in the distance, but the target within five meters still has a good hit rate."

At the same time, Fang Shaoping also had to admit that fortunately, it was these two strong men who ran with the old man.

Just now, I turned on the writing wheel, and as soon as the writing wheel eye saw that it was on the moving target, the dynamic vision would automatically play a role, and my hit rate would be significantly improved.

This is also the second half of the 100-day training, Fang Shaoping gradually discovered an interesting situation, others are first hard to practice to hit the positioning target, the moving target is too difficult to practice, even if the hit rate of the positioning target is higher than 99 percent, when he hits the moving target, the hit rate will immediately drop to less than 30 percent, this is the general law of all normal people in marksmanship.

But this is exactly the opposite for Fang Shaoping, the blood of the writing wheel eye has brought him a natural high sensitivity and quick reaction ability to moving objects, resulting in his ability to hit moving targets accurately, and hitting fixed targets is no different from ordinary people, a rookie, although he has practiced for so long, but he just takes out a time every day to hone it, and there is no master to guide him, Fang Shaoping has explored his shooting skills by himself, how can the speed of progress be fast.

The two shots just now can be regarded as his first ability test after coming out of the dungeon, but fortunately, the hit rate of the moving target did not disappoint him.

At this moment, no big man dared to make a move against Fang Shaoping.

When the supernatural people burst out of power, they saw a lot, and many of them could indeed kill their group, but no one dared to make a move on them, just because of the existence of Uncle Zhong, and everyone wanted to sell Uncle Zhong's face, because he was the family steward who was regarded as his father by Han Gongzi.

Now, this stunned young man came up and used a ability that everyone didn't see clearly to cut off Uncle Zhong's arms, so the lives of these people are no different from a few chickens in the eyes of this young man.

Whoever dares to move is purely dead.

"Go...... Go and get Childe...... Just go! ”

Uncle Zhong roared in pain on the ground, glaring at Fang Shaoping with an extremely hideous expression.

Above Fang Shaoping's right hand, there was an arc of electricity, and he deliberately suppressed it, it was not very conspicuous, it was just a layer of silver-white electric current that covered the palm, but this effect was enough to deter the surroundings, and no strong man dared to move.

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