The musket, the most typical representative of the violent weapon of modern society, every modern person knows the power of the musket.

With just one shot, a person can be incapacitated or even killed.

The person in front of him was a professional killer and would never miss at this distance, so Yang Qi deeply felt that as the muzzle of the black hole turned and raised, death was getting closer and closer to him.

That real sense of near-death was so strong, so strong that Yang Qi forced all his potential out in an instant.

This shijie has slowed down.

There has never been a moment when this shijie has been able to be as slow as this one. Although I also had the experience of visual slowing down when I was nervous and focused, the degree of slowing down was limited, for example, when I fought Li Xuelian, it was only slowed down by one-fifth.

It's like a movie, from a hundred frames to eighty frames.

But at this moment, the shijie in Yang Qi's eyes became unprecedentedly slow, slow close to half the speed of his usual actions. Shili was strengthened like never before, and he could clearly see how the gunman's arm was raised, how it was turned, how it was pointed in this direction.

His body also seemed to slow down, as if the body of the first layer of the Dragon Elephant Gong could not keep up with this super-fast reaction. He could clearly feel that when the gunman adjusted the muzzle of his gun to aim at him, he was still almost a meter away from touching him.

One meter, the distance between life and death.

It seems that he will die.

Is there any way, is there any way to save one's life?

This damn old Tang, I take back the preface, this girl is not intimate at all!

The gunman's fingers were already bending, and his ears seemed to hear the creaking of the spring as the pistol firing pin was pulled up. What the hell is going to do? Did bastard Don just say something?

That's right, eyes, look at the eyes!

Yang Qi widened his eyes and looked at the gunman carefully, there was panic in the gunman's eyes, there was incredulity, and more of a cold killing intent and confidence in the attack. It seems that this gunman is well-trained and has no doubts about his skills.

The gunner didn't look at the front sight of the pistol, and it seemed that he could aim without going through the crosshair, but the place he was aiming at, the place he was looking at was - the forehead!

Bang, gunshots rang out, and Yang Qi and the gunman who flew over collided and rolled together and rolled out of the carriage door. After a few moments, a man stood up, and a man lay silently.

It was Yang Qi who stood up.

At Zuihou, he dodged the bullet sideways and broke the gunman's neck with an elbow.

"Now, you know how to look each other's eyes, right?"

Mr. Tang Da's voice was like a person who was fine, and Yang Qi trembled after hearing the voice, recovered from a state of distraction, turned his head to Mr. Tang Da is middle finger and yelled: "You old bastard will die with a safe way!"

As soon as he finished yelling, Yang Qi felt that his eyes were dark, and his body shook and he was unsteady on his feet. The load on the super slow vision just now was too great, and he now had a feeling that his energy was drained.

Mr. Tang Da came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Time waits for no one, today is also a good workout for you." Normally, it would be nice if you could learn to see your eyes in five days, but now, you can learn it all at once. ”

Yang Qi rubbed his forehead, felt that his head was better, and cut out: "How do you know that I will definitely be able to learn?

"You can learn because you have a big advantage - you have good eyes. If you are deaf and clear-sighted, you will naturally learn things quickly. Mr. Tang Da pointed to the top of the carriage: "Okay, now go to the top of the train, and things should almost be cleaned up." ”

In one of the carriages, two young women are guarding a middle-aged man and retreating. The older woman's face was serious and cold, she had been a guard for a long time now, and she had encountered all kinds of crises, but the assassin she met today was a little different.

It was a single-handed, slender and muscular man, with no face visible from his face covered. Holding a short knife, the style is strange, never seen before. The entire carriage of guards sprang into action to stop the man, and the gunfire rained down, but the assassin's figure flickered and elusive, weaving through the crowd like a phantom.

The fists and feet are domineering, and one punch and kick can make the bones of the big living people break and break the tendons and throw the whole thing away. And the most important thing is that the knife technique is fierce and murderous, every time you slash, you will inevitably cut a huge gap in the person's body, and even be able to split the person in half. Blood was flying, death was everywhere, and the younger girl was already frightened.

"Quick, take Mr. off the roof of the car and retreat, go to Mr. Tang Da, I'll block him first!" The older woman pushed the little sister, and rushed up like a fluttering flotsam.

"Sir, let's go!" The little sister pulled the middle-aged man away, the middle-aged man didn't say a word, but his eyes were much calmer than this little sister's, showing a demeanor that had seen strong winds and waves.

The two of them got on the roof of the car, the train was still running, the strong wind was blowing, and the moisture from the front of the locomotive swept nearby from time to time, and the clothes of the two were hunting. It was not easy to walk on the bumpy roof, and the little sister pulled the middle-aged man to walk not far, only to hear a boom, and the carriage where the two came out exploded, and countless fragments erupted from the holes in the side wall of the train.

There were two foot sounds, and I saw that the eldest sister also turned over on the roof of the car. But the eldest sister already had a deep and long wound under her ribs, and she was bleeding profusely. "I managed to delay a bit, but it won't last long!

At this time, the masked man also stepped onto the roof of the car, only to see that there was still a trace of black smoke on his body, and his clothes were also torn, but on the whole there was no major damage.

Looking at the three people who were far away, the masked man raised his hand and took out a dart, flicked his arm, and flew seven or eight meters away like a phantom, and snorted deep into the sister's leg.

"Ah, sister!" the younger sister turned to pull her, but the eldest sister shook her head and shook her hand to let her go. Gritted his teeth and pulled out the dart in his leg, and at a glance, it turned out to be a rare quadrangular shape.

"The rise and fall of the country is all related to Mr. alone, go quickly!" the eldest sister stood up and stretched out her hand to pick up Jiashi, wanting to block the assassin again.

But the Assassin didn't say much, and his goal was always clear. The backhand shook out a dart from the sleeve, and with a flick of his arm, the dart drew a strange arc with a buzzing sound, and in the blink of an eye, it bypassed a woman in charge and shot at the throat of the middle-aged man!

The three of them didn't have time to react, they didn't even have time to exclaim, and in the next moment, the middle-aged man was about to die!

At this moment, there was a slight sound of breaking the air, and the dart was knocked out in mid-air, only a foot away from the throat of the middle-aged man.

The three of them were shocked, and when they looked back, they saw that it was Mr. Tang who came over with Yang Qi, still holding a stone in his hand.

The assassin's gaze instantly condensed on Mr. Tang Da, and his pupils contracted. He could see clearly that it was this man who had just knocked down his dart with a stone.

The assassin couldn't help but feel absurd in his heart, his dart was the most suitable form for his own technique after hundreds of years of continuous exploration, and even so, he was able to shoot this kind of arc, and it was after purgatory-like hard training. And this man actually intercepted him with an ordinary stone? How is this possible?

The masked man stretched out his hand and wiped it around his waist, and in the blink of an eye, six darts struck the middle-aged man in different arcs with a buzzing sound, and at the same time, with the strength of his feet, the whole person dragged his knife and charged towards this side quickly.

Mr. Tang Da's face was also a little stricter, and he said to Yang Qi: "He can be regarded as a particularly powerful assassin, you can see how he fights the enemy by looking at his eyes in actual combat." ”

As he spoke, Mr. Tang threw a stone in his hand, blocking the assassin's dart, and at the same time stepped forward, as if he was not in a hurry, with a walking-like stretching posture. But in a matter of steps, he passed the older woman and came to the Assassin, where he fought him. Yang Qi grabbed two steps and helped the woman back to meet the other two.

The four of them lowered their bodies and lay on the roof of the car, and the sister of the two girls took a breath and said with a little weakness: "Fortunately, there is Mr. Tang Da this time, otherwise the situation will be irreparable." Mr. Tang Da is really a master among masters, and I am far from being able to compare. ”

Yang Qi hummed casually and didn't answer, he just watched the fight between the two intently, because he was too focused, so unconsciously that slow vision turned on again. It was only in slow vision that he could see the movements of the two of them a little. To tell the truth, the mystery of this battle has gone too far beyond Yang Qi's level, he seems to understand it, and he doesn't seem to understand it at all.

He just felt that every movement of Mr. Tang Da seemed to be stuck in the most uncomfortable position of the assassin, and every block blocked the assassin's most powerless posture. This unpredictable and prophetic action made it difficult for the assassin to adapt, but the assassin's reflexes were really speechless, and he kept changing his tactics on the fly, and even beat the fight.

Yang Qi couldn't understand the subtlety inside, so he could only memorize it desperately, subconsciously remember, and remember every move and every fight between them. Looking at it, I don't know how long it took to watch, Yang Qi suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and his consciousness began to blur.

It's not good, this slow vision is used too much, and the energy finally can't hold on.

Poof, Yang Qi fell on the top of the train and lost consciousness.