Zhao Xiaosan and Zhao Qingluan must have done this kind of thing, breaking into the enemy and then jumping back, this set of actions is done, it is called a familiar road. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seriously, these two grandsons are really fat, they all went in with shotguns, they are not pistols, they can be as conspicuous as they are, but fortunately, the attention of those road bandits is on the side of Little Buddha, and some people just glanced back at them when they found Zhao Qingluan and them walking into the crowd, and then turned their eyes back.

If it weren't for the little Buddha's help to attract hatred, I guess these two grandsons would have been caught halfway through.

"What are you seeing?" Zhao Qingluan saw that those people holding the five rounds didn't move, so he took a step forward, raised the muzzle of the shotgun a little, and pointed it straight at the head of a certain bandit: "You don't understand the words, do you?" ”

Seeing that Zhao Qingluan and they were coming to finish, the little Buddha didn't continue to strangle his beard, and threw the man on the ground next to him with a flick of his hand.

In the next second, the little Buddha took out the pistol, skillfully opened the safe, and then loaded the bullet.

"I'll count three times, and whoever still has something in his hand, I'll ........," said the little Buddha, who suddenly turned around and looked at a yellow hair standing next to him.

Actually, I haven't figured it out until now, the yellow hair is not too young, looking at the face is less than forty years old, but the golden retriever makes us feel the taste of youth, and then look at his face, how to look abrupt.

"When I beat that bald head just now, you scolded me in the back, right?" Little Buddha asked him.

The man didn't squeak, and the five-in-a-row hair in his hand was trembling.

Although I was not close to him, at that time, I could still intuitively feel that this grandson was afraid.

Even if the gun he held in his hand could kill the little Buddha, he was still afraid.

"Put down the guys, we don't have any good fruit to eat!! These people won't let us go!! ”

Suddenly, someone shouted in the crowd, and when they heard this, many people were slightly stunned, and then a resolute expression appeared on their faces.

Looking at them like that, it seems that they are trying to fight hard.

"It's a bit of a happy situation." I dragged Shen Han back and dragged her behind me, my eyes were fixed on the few people with guns, and I was ready to take up the physical array: "Who is the robber?" How do I feel that they are still a little wronged? ”

"What are you going to do?" Shen Han asked me.

"Pumping people." I laughed and said, "I'm a little superman when I get up in the flesh array, rushing into the crowd is definitely catching and whom, in the blink of an eye, I can restrain those few people with guns, do you believe it?" ”

"Don't go." Shen Han said.

"Hey, it's not dealing with the people of the Life Sect, what are you worried about?" I was a little depressed, and said in my heart when did Shen Han become so bold, if the opponent was a gentleman in the industry, then it was natural for her to worry, but these people on the other side were all ordinary road bandits.

It's no exaggeration to say that with their kind of role, I can shoot one to death with a slap in the face.

Not to mention these road bandits, even ordinary gentlemen in the industry or practitioners who practice martial arts, I don't think they can withstand my full slap.

I'm angry with the mountains and rivers, and I can really smoke people to death with one mouth, it's not a joke.

"I'm not worried about you." Shen Han whispered to me.

"So what are you worried about?" I asked suspiciously, and then I suddenly realized oh and slapped my head: "Are you afraid that I will be too ruthless?" Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person! I am a man who is grateful for the virtue of heaven and compassion........"

Before I could finish speaking, Shen Han pinched me and said helplessly, "Can you not be poor?" I didn't worry about anything at all, I just told you not to go over. ”

"Why?" I was stunned.

"Now that you've passed, you're slapping Little Buddha and Xiao Zhao's faces." Shen Han sighed: "If the other party is a Dusheng sect, then you go over to help, no one will say anything, but this group of people is just road bandits, they are all ordinary people, not gentlemen, so ........"

When I heard Shen Han's words, I realized that the reality of the situation really shouldn't let me mess around.

"They should be able to handle it, right?" I sat back with Shen Han, looking at the group of people in the car, with a worried expression: "Three people, fighting twenty or thirty people on the opposite side, it's a bit difficult, if you get on fire......."

"Don't worry, those bandits don't have the courage to use guns, I can see this." Shen Han smiled, patted me on the shoulder, and raised his eyebrows: "Besides, even if there is no Zhao family brothers, the little Buddha can win." ”

"So confident?" I looked at her curiously.

"Two years ago, Little Buddha went to Shenyang, but he had a little conflict with a local underworld leader, and the underworld called more than 30 people to chase him and cut him." Shen Han leaned into my ear and whispered to me: "At first, more than 30 people chased him to cut, but after less than ten minutes, the little Buddha chased more than a dozen people to cut. ”

"Impossible, right?" I was stunned: "This is a rumor, right?" ”

"Really, there is no moisture in this matter, many people in Shenyang and Tianjin Wei know about it." Shen Han said with a smile: "The little Buddha is an old oilman, he has experience, and when he is chased and cut, he runs into the alley, in that kind of place, no matter how many people there are, he can't show it, so they let the little Buddha give him a handful." ”

"Why didn't they use guns?" I wondered, "Shouldn't the underworld solve problems with guns?" What age is this, and you still use knives? ”

"In the south, there may be more people who use guns, and in the north, no one dares to move guns casually." Shen Han shrugged: "Who dares to mess around at the feet of the Son of Heaven?" Although Shenyang is not close to Beijing, it is not far either, not to mention that it is an urban area. ”

"Two years ago........" I pointed to my leg quietly: "He's still like this, right?" ”

"Well, his leg was lame two years ago, but that doesn't affect anything." Shen Han smiled: "Little Buddha, even if he is lame, it is still a little Buddha." ”

.............

At this time, the atmosphere in the field has reached the extreme.

Little Buddha, they all want to let these road bandits surrender their guns, and then slowly clean them up.

But although those road bandits were afraid, they did not mean to surrender their guns, probably because they were afraid that they would be retaliated against by us after disarming.

Of course, this atmosphere was solemn for less than half a minute, and it was quickly broken by the little Buddha.

"I've counted."

Little Buddha held a gun in his hand, stepped on the bearded man with one foot, and didn't let him get up, the muzzle of the gun went straight to the bearded man's head, and his face was full of indifference.

"Every three counts, I shoot a man, and if you don't believe me, then try." Little Buddha said, raised his finger and pointed at his head: "Of course, you can also choose to shoot me, but I will say the ugly words first, if I am not killed by your shot, then I will gouge out your eyes one by one." ”

When Little Buddha said these words, there was an indescribable smile on his face.

Is it hideous? Or is it ferocious?

It doesn't seem to be.

It was an expression like a demon returning to the sun and about to bring disaster to the world, really, it was the first time I saw this expression on the face of the little Buddha, and my feelings at that time were only six words........

It's so scary!!

"Three."

"Two."

The little Buddha counted very quickly, and looking at him like that, he didn't mean to discuss with people at all, so he just rushed to shoot and kill people.

It doesn't give people room to think at all!

Coincidentally, just when the little Buddha was about to count to one, the yellow hair moved.

I saw him raise the muzzle of the gun suddenly, his face was full of determination, as if he really planned to shoot the little Buddha, but before he could make the next move, I saw the little Buddha kick out with a side kick.

The kick was supposed to kick him to death, and I heard the sound of the man's bones shattering.

When the yellow hair was kicked out and landed in the pile, the gun in his hand also rang out, which should have been the gun he subconsciously fired before he passed out.

This shot came out, and the little Buddha and they were unscathed, but unfortunately there were a few road bandits standing next to them.

The five shots are shotguns, which are a bit different from regular shotguns, but the meaning is about the same.

I counted four people who fell to the ground at the sound of gunshots.

Two of the road bandits fell to the ground with their chests covered and began to convulse, and it seemed that they were not lightly injured, to the point that they had more air and less air in, and the other two road bandits were slightly less injured, just a little wounded in the arm.

"I'm sorry, I started a little harder, hey, where did I count just now......."

Little Buddha frowned and muttered a few words, then slapped his palms and said happily.

"One."

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