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The target was more than fifty meters away from me, and standing there, with a gun in hand, approaching our hiding place step by step in a standard aiming and shooting posture.

My gaze peered through the grass. He was found to be holding a standard eight-and-a-half automatic rifle.

This kind of gun, I saw it in Burma that time, and the gunman I killed was also holding this kind of gun.

I kept my breathing steady and crawled slowly.

The grass on the ground was thick, and the branches were tall, fifty centimeters long.

I move forward. advance

At the same time, meditate in your heart. One or two!

Rise!

I slammed and got up.

At the same time as I got up, the stone in my hand flew out.

At this point, I was thirty meters away from the target, and my position was slightly to the left relative to him. So, if he wants to shoot me, he needs to turn his head.

The stone flew out before I could leap up.

Because it is a sudden force to throw it on his stomach, coupled with the long distance, there is some deviation on the quasi-head.

Take into account deviations. I'm aiming for the other person's head.

As a result, as soon as I jumped up, he jerked a spirit.

As he squatted down, the stone struck him on the shoulder.

Bang!

This time, it's really enough.

I reckon the gunman's shoulder bone must have been shattered.

The man couldn't move one arm, but he had a second, so he turned his gun and was about to shoot.

By this time, I had already run ten meters.

Twenty meters from him, I still have a stone.

But this time, I'm not trying to kill him, I'm trying to get a living mouth, and I'm running wild at the same time. I got my eye on a target, whoosh!

Bang!

Again, it hit the man's gun directly.

Boom. Trumpet!

The wooden grip of the gun shattered, and the bolt, along with the parts inside, flew out in all directions.

Hit him so hard that his gun fell out of his hand.

But this man is very well trained, and when the spear is gone, he immediately reaches out and touches the short fire.

Slow!

The movement, in my opinion, is too slow.

Maybe he's fast enough, but still slow.

By the time he pulled it out of his bosom, I was already in front of me.

Just then, he reached out and grabbed his hand holding the gun. The barrel of the gun in his hand was still in his arms and had not been taken out.

He stared at me blankly, not knowing what to say.

I raised my other hand and hit him on the neck with the palm of my hand.

I pinched it, so I couldn't beat him with this effort.

He just tilted his head, and the whole person fainted.

I grabbed his gun in my hand, and at that moment, the gun went off behind me.

Damn it!

I cursed, turned around and raised my hand to aim the gun at the target, I first sensed a familiar aura, and then, I saw an amazing scene.

This happened to Momo.

Let's talk about Du Daosheng first.

The shot was fired by Du Daosheng's target, but fortunately, the opponent's shot missed. It was also Du Dao's life that was big, and he didn't hit the vital point, and the bullet grazed his shoulder and flew out, making a bloody cut in his shoulder.

Then Du Daosheng slammed his fist into the man's face

I said I want to live, Du Daosheng, what are you doing beating people to death?

Well, that's it.

Then, the one with Aimo.

I don't know how Ai Mo did it, but when she got close, when she was more than eight meters away from the man, the other party took out the short gun, raised his hand and asked for the hook machine without hesitation.

This is also the kung fu of turning around.

I turned my head and saw Du Daosheng first, and then Aimo.

While his eyes were locked on the moxa, the gunman pulled out the gun

Bang!

The gun went off.

But it wasn't on the head of the moxa.

but on the ground.

Why?

Because the gunman's hand fell.

The hand drop and the buckle machine are carried out at the same time, so after the hand is cut off by something, it falls to the ground, and the muscle nerves are not dead, and the movement of the buckle machine is still being carried out.

Yes, with that gunshot.

But fortunately, no one was hurt.

The next second.

Half a second, to be exact!

The gunslinger is like a puppet with a tether missing.

Head, shoulders, upper body.

It's all separated.

When I say this, it seems like nothing. But if you watch it live, this scene is enough to scare people crazy.

It's horrified.

And all of them were piled up on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, I saw a familiar figure in the rush of blood.

He is

Large raincoat

I'll never forget the friend I met in Hoh Xili, and it wasn't just his ghostly swordsmanship that impressed me deeply.

Deeper, his deep words, his deep understanding of life, life and death, and so on.

Every word he said was imprinted in my mind like a red-hot iron.

He said, "He is my brother and my friend."

He also said that he would invite me to Tibet to travel together and visit the most beautiful places on the snowy plateau.

He is a big raincoat.

A Tibetan friend I don't know what to call him, so I have to call him by another name.

Long time no see.

His kung fu is even deeper. I could clearly feel that he was almost on par with me.

And this is just fists and feet, his knife skills are even more domineering and experienced.

He had just slashed so many knives, and it took only the time it took to slash before

I still can't see how he came out with the knife.

He didn't wear a raincoat, he wore a dirty, wide, large coat made of some kind of leather.

He stood there with his hair shaved and stood there, staring at me coldly.

I stared at him.

Two seconds later, he raised his voice: "Are you my Han brother Guan Ren?" "

I raised my voice and replied, "Are you my Tibetan brother?" "

Person: "I am." "

I said, "Me too." "

We looked at each other and laughed

The laugh was short, only half a second, and he pointed to a pile of minced meat on the ground and said: "He is a Tibetan, he was in Qinghai two years ago and shot a family with a gun. The reason is simply that he doesn't like the family. "

"He ran to Chita to hide and run a restaurant."

"I killed him, and those knives were cut for that family."

The voice of the big raincoat was cold.

I said, "How do you know this?" "

Big raincoat: "I have read his heart, I know his thoughts, and I know what he has done." "

I looked at the big raincoat, and the eyes were deeper than before, and there was an indescribable determination.

So, I believe what he says.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

Big raincoat: "I'll come to find a man and take the power from him." "

When he had finished speaking, he looked at me again and said, "What are you doing here?" "

I said, "I'm going to find someone too, and I'm going to ask the truth about something that happened more than 10 years ago." I want to know, an old boxer, what did he die for. I'm going to give an explanation to that boxer's apprentice! "

Big raincoat: "You didn't come for gold?" "

I was stunned, and then said, "I don't know what gold is, the person I'm looking for is called Zong Kui." Do you know him? "

Big raincoat: "I don't know, but I know that there are many Han people like you who have learned to be clever and are coming here." I know where they're going. "

I said, "Where?" "

Big raincoat: "You have to find a piece of abandoned railway buried in the grass, find it, and follow the railway to the northeast." You'll know a qiē. "

I said, "Thank you." "

Big raincoat: "Your my brother, I can't go with you." You have to be careful. "

I said, "You too." "

The big raincoat turned around, and disappeared before my eyes in a way that it was opened.

Why, because when he runs, he moves a lot like the kind of speed skating on a short track.

That is, the foot jumps out first, steps on the left, then swings to the right, and steps again.

In this way, it was slow at first, but after six or seven seconds, he swished

There is no trace of the run.

I looked in the direction where the big raincoat had disappeared.

I feel that the things behind him may be part of the truth I want to know, and part of the truth about Master Zhou's legs.

"Ahh

Momo covered her ears and screamed at the shattered corpse on the ground.

I ignored the moose.

Instead, I was thinking about the big raincoat, he might have been following me a long time ago, and I just didn't notice it. Fork pong to live cai.

That's it.

Otherwise, Ai Mo will die today!

I looked at her screaming.

Her face turned pale.

I waited three seconds, and after she finished calling, I asked her, "Why did you stop?" "

Ai Mo looked horrified: "I don't know, why did I kill people, I didn't kill anyone." He has no grudge against me, he won't kill me, why should I kill him, but how can he come out with a gun to kill me. I don't know, I don't know."

Ai Mo cried.

I don't blame Momo.

The first time I was in Hoh Xili, if I hadn't had the privilege of walking through the long corridor that was used to exercise people's minds. I may be like her, unable to get out of my inner world. I might have nightmares, I would sweat profusely, and I wouldn't want to practice kung fu. What will happen, how it will be.

It's just an experience.

The world is huge, and something like this is happening every minute on Earth.

I haven't seen it, it's just that people haven't been in that place, haven't been in that occasion, haven't experienced it.

Today, when we get here, we meet such a group of people again.

This is normal.

But Ai Mo seems to be a little unable to get out.

"Aimo, that person saved you just now. Think about it, if it weren't for him, you'd be dead. "

I said to Aimo.

Ai Mo shook her head with a sad expression.

I sighed and looked at Du Daosheng again.

The other party stood dumbfounded beside the person who let him kill him, looking at his fist repeatedly, as if he didn't believe it, he had just beaten someone to death, he looked at it over and over again, his expression was dumbfounded.

I looked at him: "Don't sue me, this is the first time you have beaten someone to death with kung fu?" "

Du Daosheng thought for a moment, and then he nodded.

I rubbed my face, and I felt like I should let these two go home.

Well, give them time to reflect, and it's time for me to ask the living guy.

I walked over, turned around, lifted the man from the ground, and leaned him against a rock.

This should be a Han Chinese.

He was in his early forties, had a beard on his chin, was very thin, and his face was full of meat.

I reached out and patted him on the face and pinched the back of his neck again.

He still closed his eyes, but his breathing was noticeably faster than before.

I knew he was awake, he was pretending.

"Believe it or not, if you don't speak again, I'll wring off your head right away?"

"What do you want to do?"

He tilted his head slightly and looked at me with a stern expression.

I said, "I won't ask you why you shot us." I ask you, who sent you, and what are you doing here? "

"Your mother"

He scolded me

I'm most annoyed by this kind of scolding that insults my family, it's really annoying, it's annoying.

"Don't challenge my bottom line, this big brother, I don't want you to die, do you understand?"

I said to him.

He looked at me, dumbfounded.

After about three seconds, he said, "I want to smoke a cigarette." "

I said you take it.

Then he pulled a knife out of his bosom and looked at me with fierce eyes, meaning, "One step closer, I'll stab you."

I snatched his knife off in a very easy way.

Then, I threw it aside.

He lost his temper.

"Do you smoke?" I asked him.

He shook his head.

I said, "Well, you can say it!" Who sent you here and what's going on? "

"The old man called us here, saying that there was a big deal here, and let the three of us take our guns and set out from Chita and come here."

I said, "You live in Chita?" "

The other person nodded.

I said, "How do you contact the old man, do you know where the specific location is?" "

"Follow this mountain, climb over, walk a few more kilometers, and you will find an old railway, and if you follow that railway, you will find the old man."

"Who is the old man?"

"He's our boss, and he's got us a job to do."

"What are you doing?"

"Carrying guns, beating people, hunting, anyway, all the work with guns, he told us to do it."

I thought for a moment and said, "How do you get in touch with the old man in Chita?" "

The other party: "He called, he used that Internet phone to call, I don't know the number, he called me, I did the work." He sent me money. Either I hunted, and after the hunt, I handed it over to a Russian named Lao Wu on the edge of Chita, and he gave me the money. "

"Apart from the three of you, who else did the old man call?"

The other party: "I don't know, I said I met him, just work with him." "

I nodded in understanding.

Then, I looked at him

There was a hint of fear of death in his eyes.

I can't kill an unarmed person.

But if this man wants him to take a gun again, he will do a curse.

I thought about it, and after a long sigh, I said, "You put your hand out." "

The other person held out his hand.

I took both of his hands and rubbed them a few times on the back of my hand and on the tendons on the inside of my wrist.

He screamed in pain.

I said, "For a year or two, this hand may not be able to bear the strength, and it will take a lot of effort to serve the bowl, so take care of it and do nothing." Then, after two or three years, it will get better slowly. "

"Thank you."

The man seemed to understand what was going on, and muttered these three words.

I said, "I don't want you to do anything, don't do the work of killing people in the future." "

"Let's go! Where did you come from, and where did you go back? "

The other man nodded, got up, covered his shoulders, and limped in the direction of the northwest.

After I sent this man away.

I turned to look at Ai Mo and Du Daosheng.

The former couldn't control himself anymore, covered his eyes, trembled vigorously, and still had gibberish in his mouth.

Du Daosheng, muttering, died, killed, I actually killed, killed.

Sad!

These two people are really sad.

People are like that, I didn't think it was anything before I did such a thing as killing people with my own hands.

But once you do it yourself.

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