The bullet was fast, so fast that it was impossible to track with the naked eye. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the case of Eric's Kirt Style, the initial velocity of the bullet leaving the muzzle is about 270 yards per second. With the speed of a human reaction, it is impossible to dodge it after a shot.

But bullets are not impossible to dodge.

Although the bullet was cold metal, it was a human who shot him. Before the bullet is fired, according to the gunman's posture, muzzle orientation and finger movements, it is completely possible to judge the time of shooting and the trajectory of the bullet, and let your body dodge in advance, which is the principle of dodging bullets.

After this simple narrative, dodging bullets may no longer sound difficult. But don't forget, without extraordinary concentration, eyesight and reflexes, it's all just paper. It is impossible for the average person to remain calm after being pointed at a gun, and if any one of these steps goes wrong, the price will be life.

Dodging bullets is the art of walking on the tip of a knife. And this extremely difficult skill, Eric has mastered.

At this time, the two were still facing each other wordlessly at the top of the train. The fiancée's lady moved towards the back of the car during the stalemate, far beyond Eric's range. Eric has one less means to threaten Pat, but he's glad that no one will bother him in their duel.

Eric was waiting for the other to shoot first.

The gap between shots is often when people are most relaxed, and all Eric has to do is dodge Pat's bullet and shoot him through the thigh. But Pat in front of him didn't aim at the gun at all, and the revolver was pressed by him on his waist, which made Eric feel very weird. It didn't look like a joke to Pat just now.

The next moment, Pat moved.

The hand holding the revolver opened to the right until the entire right arm was at a forty-five degree angle to the torso. Then, his right arm bent up, from right down to top left, creating a semicircular golden arc in the air.

Bang!

Eric couldn't see Pat's finger movements, let alone determine when he shot him. But with the sparks from the bullet rubbing into the chamber, he could see where the bullet started. Mr. Pat fired almost as soon as he raised his hand.

Did you make a mistake?

Eric judged that a bullet fired from that position was unlikely to hit him. If it goes on like this, the bullet would theoretically pass over Eric's left shoulder.

No! He jerked his head off to the right.

Eric's instincts were right. The bullet came diagonally into Eric's head from the front left, and eventually whizzed past Eric's left ear. It looks like he's going to be deaf for a while.

Pat commented on Eric's dodge, "Mr. Assistant, you're one of the few people who can dodge my bullets. So it seems that you are indeed favored by the god of luck. But you're not so lucky with the next shot. ”

"I just want to say that I won the bet. In order to interfere with the other party's concentration, Eric believes that a war of words is still necessary.

Eric's plans were completely disrupted. Although his life was not in danger, he had lost the opportunity to attack in a difficult way. At the same time, he clearly saw that Pat had once again tucked the revolver into his waist, which meant that the second shot was coming.

In a life-threatening situation, it's time to use the other eye.

The magic eyeball, the Alpha Eye, Eric's left eye, which reads information about people and places.

Eric's Right Eye - Bethal's Eye reads the trajectory of objects.

In fact, the right eye plays a much bigger role than the left eye. During the arrest of the "gardener", Eric traces the gardener's hiding place with his left eye. Fighting the supernatural like the gardener is entirely dependent on the right eye. Then again, the existence of the MONOCULUS itself is some kind of supernatural. But this is the first time it has been used to fight against ordinary humans.

The trajectory of an object is varied. For example, if an enemy punches or kicks you, it will slow down in this eye, and their path will be clearly observed. The same goes for bullets fired from a firearm, as the bullets that Eric can see are reflected in his field of vision, and their subsequent course is clearly observed.

Again, no change in Eric's pupils was noticeable to the outside world. Pat only saw Eric lowered, and it was a posture to dodge bullets. In Pat's impression, the success of dodging the bullet was mostly due to the distance, in addition to luck: "It seems that I need to get closer and take a few last glances at the appearance of a smart detective." ”

A pistol with an effective range of fifty meters has already decreased its hit rate at a distance of more than forty meters from the target. Even though Mr. Pat had a special shooting technique, he could not overcome his natural disadvantage - he stood against the wind.

If it weren't for the headwind, Eric would never have dodged the first shot.

Pat's right hand holding the golden revolver moved to his left waist, this time from left down to right up.

One shot fired.

Eric, who had the Magic Eye, saw it clearly: the right hand that had moved to the left side of his body lifted upwards and made a sharp downward movement to the front, and in addition to his arms, even his wrists seemed to be involved in the force. The whole action is fast and powerful, and it does not drag the mud and water in the slightest. This golden arc is painted to be very rounded and pleasing to the eye.

But it symbolizes death.

When Pat fires his gun, the muzzle of the gun is aimed at Eric's bottom right. But this time, the trajectory of the bullet was revealed in advance. Eric thinks he's seen something to be amazed at. The trajectory of the bullet is curved. Starting near Pat's left waist, a half-ellipse is drawn between the two, ending with Eric's heart. For a moment, Eric thought he had seen the pull back bar used to train pets.

Turning bullets. No matter what kind of opponent you face, this technique has undoubtedly declared victory. It's a pity that he meets Eric, who has eyes that can see the trajectory of bullets.

They are natural predators.

With the smallest sideways, the bullet grazed Eric's chest. Pat was stunned, unable to believe what was happening before him. In his opinion, this dodge method is too perfect, and to be able to do this action is to at least know the trajectory of his bullets. Obviously, the first bullet was dodged very badly, and this was only the second shot, why was the other party able to crack it so quickly?

It's a coincidence! Pat doesn't believe it, and Pat doesn't want to believe it.

Eric steadied himself, and he became unusually calm. He was well aware that with the specifications of Mr. Pate's revolver, there were only six rounds in it at most, which would need to be reloaded once it ran out. His own Curt had seven bullets, and the numerical advantage in bullets was already evident on the premise that the opponent fired two bullets first.

Once the opponent runs out of bullets, Eric will never give the opponent time to reload, and at that point, the battle will naturally end.

Eric, who had regained the initiative, was ready to shoot.

Pat gritted his teeth, regardless of whether the other party really saw through the turning bullet or not, he had to continue fighting. He let his right hand clench the revolver, and once again drew a graceful arc, still a turning bullet.

Only this time, Pat released his right hand after firing the bullet, causing the pistol to fall naturally. At the same time, his left hand also slashed from the left, and I saw that the thin white slender index finger of his left hand was precisely put on the trigger guard, easily catching the gun in the air and pulling the trigger.

Bang, bang, two shots in a row. One left, one right, one up, one down, they target Eric's neck and abdomen, respectively.

Flipping backwards, it was the choice Eric made. Both bullets were aimed at the central axis of his torso, and the only way to dodge them all was to dodge them all. However, as his body began to lean backwards and was about to be parallel to the ground, the Curt in his hand also fired.

After the shot, Pat hurriedly stepped back, because if Eric really saw through the turning bullet, then he could only think about running away. Unexpectedly, the little detective also shot before he was about to fall to the ground.

Bang!

Pat was shot in the left thigh, and a trickle of blood flowed from the wound: "Hell!" Although it hurt, he didn't stop for a moment knowing that this was a perfect opportunity, and shot Eric again when he fell to the ground.

But as early as the moment Eric fell to the ground, his legs had already moved, his back against the roof of the car, using the friction between the soles of his feet and the roof of the car, and moving his whole body quickly in the direction of his head.

The bullet landed at Eric's feet.

For the first time, Pat was in a state of panic. He also knew he didn't have time to reload, but he couldn't shoot again anyway with only one bullet left. He needs to be left in deterrence. Once the last shot is fired, he will become as weak as a baby in front of his opponent.

It's time to retreat. Pat turned and ran towards the back of the car. He stumbled a little on his feet due to dragging his injured thigh. At any given time, it's always a fool's decision to leave your opponent with your back.

Eric looked up and saw that Mr. Pat was still running, and realized that his shot hadn't hurt his bones, only the edge. At this point, his finger pulled the trigger again. The shot hit Pat in the left arm. But the suspect didn't react at all, and continued to run forward without looking back. It seems that the opponent who has no will to fight is determined to escape.

Eric regained his feet, and found that the distance between the two had been pulled apart. At the top of a moving train, it is highly unlikely that you will be able to hit your opponent outside the effective range. He believed that Pat, who had already been shot, would have a little trouble crossing the junction of the carriages.

Indeed, the distance between the two is constantly narrowing. Eric's pistol is not idle, and he keeps shooting and intimidating Pat, who is fleeing, hoping to slow him down.

At the same time, Eric ejects the magazine as he runs, replacing it with a spare one. But then, he saw a behemoth suddenly emerging out of thin air at the back of the carriage.

It was the only flying machine of this era.

Where did the hot air balloon come from?