"No, I can only rush!"

The gun in the old Jeff's hand can no longer be used as a gun, it is simply a magic weapon used by the immortals in Xuanqi novels, it is even more accurate and fast than a flying sword, although a few bullet holes on his body are not fatal, and because his physical fitness is very hanging, Wu Yong only lost one-tenth of his life, but in the long run, it must be himself who will ultimately fail.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Yong suddenly rushed towards the old Jeff.

"Hmph, finally can't help it!"

With a flash of light in his eyes, the pistol in the old Jeff hand at this time didn't look at it at all and threw it away, and he didn't care about the remaining bullets, and directly took off the single-shot musket on his chest with his right hand, and the old Jeff used the caliber of the thickness of his little thumb, and when the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Wu Yong, a terrifying feeling as if the beast had resisted the prey arose.

"Hayabusa Caliber, be careful!"

Old Jeff reminded Wu Yong, but when the gunshots rang out, only a little white light flashed from the muzzle, and the bullet had actually reached Wu Yong's chest.

A ball of rags was beaten to shreds, and there was an extra bullet mark on the iron plate of the stainless steel cuirass worn under Wu Yong's clothes, and Wu Yongqiang, who tore off his clothes, resisted the force as if he was being hit by a truck, ignored the falling buckshot and continued to rush fiercely.

Seeing this, Old Jeff just smiled, but didn't say much, his left hand had already removed the other Falcon Caliber, and he had already fired.

The severe pain in his left leg almost caused Wu Yong to fall and fly out, but Wu Yong held on with his strong will, thinking that he had defeated one of the eight boxing champions in the Muay Thai tournament with one punch, wearing a truly hidden insider who was qualified to wear it, and in that match, he was fighting a leg and an arm fracture, and he fought hard to defeat him.

Could it be that after being systematized at this time, he couldn't even help this little injury!

"Uhh

With a loud roar, Wu Yong's pace slowed down, and with a wave of one hand, the clothes on his body were shattered, revealing the breastplate, arm guards, wrist guards, gloves, knee pads, leg guards, crotch guards, fist gloves and combat boots that he had continuously brushed the copy, and the blue and purple light shone out, proving Wu Yong's strong strength.

But after seeing this, the old Jeff who felt that the other party was showing off didn't care about these, he was already a person who could slaughter gods before he died, could a kid with potential be able to scare himself?

"Don't think that you can surpass me!"

As soon as the momentum of his body changed, just when Fang Zheng thought that Old Jeff was already fighting seriously, but at this time, when Old Jeff rushed like a madman, Old Jeff, who should have been a gunman, did not retreat at all, but stepped forward.

"Let me show you what real gun fighting is!"

Both hands took out the double guns hanging on his waist, and just when he met Wu Yong, the continuous gunfire of "bang, bang, bang......" seemed to set off firecrackers, and Wu Yong, who wanted to dodge but was ruthless in his heart, gave up his dodge moves, but directly met the old Jeff, wanting to defeat the old Jeff after getting close.

But a series of sounds and the two empty guns that smashed towards him made Wu Yong feel strange, because Wu Yong didn't receive the slightest injury at this time!

"Damn, where did the bullets just go!"

"Haha, do you want to know, I'll tell you now!"

Took out the pistol on the outside of his thigh and raised it to support his wrist with his left hand, this time the old Jeff held a pistol with both hands, and formed an acute triangle with his body, but when the gun rang out, Wu Yong's face changed greatly.

At this time, it is simply a copy of the rotten man who stood and jogged over from the old Jeff to Fang Zheng's teacher and flew directly into the sky, and the scene was even more gorgeous.

Wu Yong didn't have the time to see where there was a wound on his body, but at this time, the gunshots rang out, and Wu Yong, who was flying after his right leg was beaten, knew that the belt tied between the protective gear on his body was actually knocked off, so some fell to the ground, and some were just continued to be brought up by his own running action, and at this time, it was the knee pad of the leg that was brought up, and after the fall, he blocked the bullet, but because of the abnormal hardness, he hurt himself.

Thinking of this leg bending backwards and flying, Wu Yong immediately thought of his other leg, but what Wu Yong didn't expect was that Old Jeff's movements were actually faster than his own thoughts, so Wu Yong's legs bent backwards in the air, and the whole person rushed towards the front like a rotten man who had been planted at the beginning.

But Wu Yong was not able to do so, because at this time, Old Jeff's attack was just beginning, and two shots were drawn quickly, because the type of bullet was tracer, so Fang Zheng could clearly see the trajectory of the tracer bullet in the air when the sunset appeared in the sky, and according to what trajectory Wu Yong's legs flew off the ground.

And the next two shots fired two more shots, respectively, when Wu Yong made a downward action, but when his body was tilted forty-five degrees in the air, he hit Wu Yong's thigh protector respectively, and as a result, Wu Yong's legs were straightened and failed to land for a while, which was extremely funny.

Just when Fang Zheng thought that the old Jeff could do these things to the extreme, the old Jeff was able to continue to shoot, and all the arms that Wu Yong threw away were open to both sides, so Wu Yong, who was shot in the back of the head, faced the old Jeff and rushed to his muzzle, and he was terrified for a while.

"I, am I finally going to die?"

"If you want to die, how can it be so easy!" A punch hit Wu Yong's face fiercely, and the old Jeff held the handle of the gun with both hands and smashed Wu Yong's face, looking at Fang Zheng's heart was very happy, but then Fang Zheng began to worry about the old Jeff, he was not able to kill Wu Yong, so wouldn't it be troublesome to wait for Wu Yong to react?

Old Jeff once again proved what he had just said with his own actions, which is gun fighting.

Wu Yong's whole body fell to the ground, and he wanted to stand up with one hand, but when his hands just supported the ground, a bullet hit the bracer on his wrist, so the palm of his hand slid and Wu Yong's whole body leaned down, but fortunately, Wu Yong had another hand that could still exert force.

So after bounced off the ground suddenly, Wu Yong ate an elbow blow from Old Jeff on the back of his head, and his face hit the knee that Old Jeff happened to raise, but Wu Yong is not only a person who can fight, because in order to get more pay, he often has to go to many dangerous places to fight underground boxing, so Wu Yong has never fought badly, and naturally knows what he should do after being beaten like this.

So he slammed his hand in front of his face, and Wu Yong, who couldn't help crying, wanted to hold the old Jeff's knees and get up and directly hugged the other party's request with both hands, and then hit the old Jeff's lower abdomen with his hand, and he would definitely be able to play his own rhythm at that time.

But Wu Yongguang thought about himself, but he didn't expect that the old Jeff was an old ginger for many years, and he was naturally extremely cunning, so he wanted to slap the old Jeff's knee to continue the follow-up series of actions, the old Jeff pulled back violently, and when Wu Yong stumbled forward and collided with the improvisation, a shot was thrown on Wu Yong's wound just now, which caused Wu Yong to grin.

Then, when Wu Yong wanted to take advantage of the situation to punch at the old Jeff, the old Jeff grinned with both hands pulling out his thumb and the thick gun.

"Tiger Caliber!"

"Bang! Boom! ”

Like a cannonball, Wu Yong's whole person seemed to be hit by a cannonball and was about to fall, but the old Jeff slammed his left hand towards Wu Yong's head, and his right hand shook it to the left and followed after his left hand was finished, which made Wu Yong dizzy for a while.

Seeing the other party's unbearable performance at this time, Old Jeff had already expected that when the whole person was also spinning to the right, his left leg was thrown towards Wu Yong's head.

"Smack!"

Although he was kicked away, Wu Yong gave full play to his professionalism at this time, even if he was kicked and beaten by the other party, as long as he could catch the other party and catch a gunman who was not skilled in fighting skills, he would definitely be able to kill him!

So the old Jeff's right hand was propped up to the ground, and the palm of the hand turned with the body, and the right leg also kicked towards Wu Yong's face, and at this moment, the old Jeff's left hand touched the gun on the inside of his right leg, the muzzle, facing the direction of the center of the right leg that stretched out straight.

"Oh, Fack!"

Wu Yong was shot in the shoulder, and the bullet made him stiff when he was impacted, and the result was that he still did not escape the rhythm of Old Jeff's attack, and there were still larger caliber guns on his body that were not used, and there were many hidden guns in other parts of his body that were not used, but under this series of blows, Rao is Wu Yong's physique exceeded the ordinary number of times, and he was stronger than the special forces, but the result was passively beaten and beaten!

In the end, a roundhouse kick kicked Wu Yong away, looking at the only little health left on his body, he was pitiful and didn't look like a former martial arts master, just like being beaten by a group of thugs and then running into the mafia with a Chicago typewriter, it couldn't be worse.

A mouthful of blood foamed, Wu Yong watched the old Jeff unhurriedly withdraw the guns thrown on the ground, and then blew some of the dust on it, not caring about his own appearance, he couldn't help coughing up blood and asked, "Why, cough, why don't you kill me?" ”

"Seeing that your strength is good, instead of killing you here, it is better to let you go and let you add some chaos to the gods."

"What about you?" Old Jeff's words made Wu Yong noncommittal, and at this time, he was in such a miserable state, and a group of rotten people who came over could clean himself up, but Wu Yong was confident that when Fang Zheng attacked him, he would have the opportunity to kill him, looking at Fang Zheng, Wu Yong was ready to fight back.

But Fang Zheng's words made Wu Yong a little self-deprecating, but he didn't expect that Fang Zheng's family was not the kind of person he imagined at all.

"Since you once defeated me, I can't kill you now, wait for you to reply, wait for me to grow up for a while, I will defeat you with my own hands!"

"Hahaha, okay, I'll wait for you, and just by your words, I Wu Yong owes you a life!" Seeing the shotgun in Fang Zheng's hand, Wu Yong's mind only had three points left to be able to kill Fang Zheng, because Wu Yong thought of Old Jeff's amazing gun fighting skills just now.

But just as the group spoke, a familiar voice sounded.

"It's time, enter the dungeon school cafeteria!"