Mo Fan is not a stingy person, seeing that Lin Liya also wanted, he gave her the psionic pistol he had just used, and said at the same time: "I only have two submachine guns, this pistol is for you, you can use it with a whip, the effect should be very good." ”

Lin Liya took the pistol and carefully stroked the body of the pistol, her eyes kept shining, her cheeks were slightly red, and even her breathing was a little short.

Mo Fan: "......"

These two men are not so excited, but they are a girl like this, which is quite contrasting.

"Mo Fan!" Lin Liya's tone was not as irritable as before, but shouted softly.

Although the other party didn't snort, Mo Fan got goosebumps just by hearing these two words, the female man has a good and dignified personality, and she must have something to ask for.

"What are you doing?" Mo Fan stayed away from the other party.

"I'm going to make a deal with you!" Lin Liya looked at Mo Fan with a smile like a crescent moon, "Shall I exchange that cannon with a pistol and a whip?"

Mo Fan: "......"

He didn't think about it, and shook his head very decisively, "The cannon is my killer weapon, and I will not change it!"

"Is it okay to change to a sniper rifle?" Lin Liya then asked, she had also witnessed Mo Fan monopolize all the hundred lots at the auction before, so it was not strange to know what weapons the other party had.

Mo Fan also shook his head and said directly: "You can be content with a pistol, the damage with your whip is high enough." ”

Lin Liya pouted, and then received: "Do you change it or not, if you don't change it, I'll hug you!

Mo Fan: "......"

He looked at the two of them for help, only to see the two of them get up in unison.

"Old Dragon, let's go, let's go out and try the gun again, shoot the moving target to see who is more accurate. ”

Jian Changkong said as he slung the gun on his shoulder.

"Then you'd better throw in the towel. Long Jingtian sneered: "I'm a professional in physical arts, and I'm definitely better than you in terms of accuracy and reaction." ”

"Yo, so arrogant, let's see the real chapter under the gun!"

After that, the two ignored Mo Fan and walked out with Lin Liya.

Mo Fan: "......"

Looking at Lin Liya's serious face, Mo Fan was stunned, took out a shotgun and gave it to her, and then hurriedly ran away, by the way: "Just this one, love or not!"

Seeing that the other party fled in the wilderness, and left a piece of equipment behind when she left, Lin Liya's face changed instantly, and she held the psionic shotgun in her arms with a smile and looked at it.

Lin Liya saw the gun for the second time today, the first time she saw it at the auction, but the high price made her feel reluctant, and then today she saw Mo Fan and the three of them use the gun to shoot such a high output, which suddenly made her blood boil, which felt cooler than stepping forward and throwing the whip in person!

Solving the case and going outside, Mo Fan saw that Long Jingtian and Jian Changkong were really comparing who could shoot more accurately, as Lao Long said before, he was a cultivator of physical arts, and he was much more powerful than Jian Changkong in terms of body.

Mo Fan observed for a while and understood that the target they were talking about was the trees along the way, by the river, every time the dragon was shocked by the sky, and the sword was shot a few tenths of a second faster than the sword Changkong, followed by the sword Changkong.

Maybe it's hard to tell the fraction of a second, but as the number of shots increases, the fraction of a second continues to increase, and the gap between the two becomes more and more obvious.

After coming over for a while, Jian Changkong put down the gun, exhaled a breath and admitted defeat: "If you don't fight, you won't fight, I'm not as good at shooting as you." ”

Sword Changkong, Mo Fan: "......"

What an ambiguous paragraph.

"Get out of the way, it's my turn to shoot!"

Lin Liya held a shotgun in her arms and ran to Mo Fan and the three of them with brisk steps.

Three: "......"

I saw Lin Liya figuring out the use of the shotgun, and after injecting spiritual power, she aimed at the outside and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Shotguns are different from pistols and submachine guns, the recoil of pistols is single-shot, and the recoil of submachine guns is bursts.

Shotguns, also known as trolls, alias equality of beings, attack by shooting multiple bullets from the trajectory at a time, inflicting an absolute blow to the enemy, because the number of bullets increases, so the recoil of a shot is stronger than other guns, of course, the cannon is not a gun, it is not counted in it.

As soon as the shot was fired, Lin Liya didn't notice how powerful it was, and was shocked by the strong recoil and took a small step back.

"Hiss!" Lin Liya put down the shotgun, touched her somewhat reddened shoulders with some grievances, and asked Mo Fan with a pout: "Why is the recoil of this gun so strong, if I hadn't reacted in time and protected it with the power of qi and blood, it is estimated that my shoulders would have been deformed." ”

"Is it so powerful?" Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, took the shotgun over, didn't use any force to protect his body, and fired a shot directly into the distance.

I only heard the sound of gunshots, and Mo Fan's shoulder seemed to be hammered hard, although he couldn't say that he was in his hand, but there was also a slight pain.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "This recoil is really strong, do you still want this gun?"

"Why not!" Lin Liya hurriedly snatched it back from Mo Fan's hand, glared at the other party angrily and said, "This is what I got with my strength, why do you want to take it back?"

Mo Fan: "......"

He pulled the corners of his mouth speechlessly, with strength? Is that kind of threat also called strength?

Since they were all trying out marksmanship, Mo Fan also took out the psionic sniper rifle in the storage space and tested it.

Looking at the scope into the distance, Mo Fan pulled the trigger through He Shanshan's Heavenly Dao level aiming assistance, and the psionic bullet was launched, accurately shooting at the target in the distance, in the middle of a fallen leaf in the air, without a little deviation.

"Shanshan, how far is this?" Mo Fan asked.

"A radius of five thousand meters, a hundred shots. He Shanshan replied confidently.

Five thousand meters? Mo Fan raised his eyebrows, feeling that this distance is quite far, if he can participate in any battles in the future, this gun may be able to come in handy, but it's a pity, this psionic sniper rifle is the same as the sniper rifle of the world, it can only shoot a single shot, and it can't be fired continuously, if it can, it is also a big killer.

"Let's go, go back and have a pot of tea, and you'll almost reach the Valley of Chaos. Mo Fan made a suggestion.

"All day except for drinking tea is drinking tea. Lin Liya complained: "Mo Fan, you are as calm as an old man." ”

Mo Fan: "......"

(End of chapter)