More than two dozen bullets erupted from the three barrels at this moment, a distance of less than ten meters, giving these bullets an extremely high hit rate.

No matter how strong Feng Xue's secret weapon kung fu is, it is impossible to hit more than 20 warheads close to the speed of sound at the same time! Besides, who has nothing to do with more than 20 loose toothpicks in their pockets!

However, Feng Xue obviously didn't take it so easily, his hands suddenly waved as if they were convulsed, and the speed that had reached the visual residual level made an afterimage of waving arms appear in front of him, seven seconds, from the first bullet out of the chamber to Feng Xue's movements stopped, it only took seven seconds in total, but in the eyes of those present, it seemed like a century.

Feng Xue still had that unbeaten smile, spread her hands, and more than 20 warheads fell to the ground with a crackle.

"Is it fun?"

The face of the leader of the society was green, and he wanted to run, but under Feng Xue's momentum infused with the power of the divine soul, he couldn't even move a finger.

"So you guys two hundred and five, it's great to get a gun? You think you can do whatever you want with a gun? Feng Xue walked out of the martial arts hall with a big grin, it looked like it was a relaxed handwriting, even the eldest sister didn't notice the general, the hands that he carried into his pockets were trembling slightly at this time.

"Don't, don't come here!" The man shouted in a panic, but Feng Xue didn't pay any attention to it, just took out a pack of toothpicks from his pocket and slowly opened it.

"You just fired twenty-four shots, and I just lost a toothpick, it's unfair, isn't it?" Feng Xue slowly pulled out the toothpicks one by one, really slowly, so slow that it was like a rusty robot.

At this time, the social person who took the lead was about to collapse, and he was willing to play with Feng Xue on purpose! This kind of executioner is like the executioner on the execution ground with a speed of one centimeter per second to his neck, the feeling of death gradually approaching, the pain of watching one's life die little by little, makes people prefer to die immediately.

However, what he didn't know, Feng Xue was just pretending to be very good at this time, the effect of force was mutual, it would be fine if he was allowed to shoot a bullet with a toothpick, but if he grabbed it with his bare hands, he could only obediently bear the impact of the bullet with his hands.

If there were only one or two rounds, or if the interval was longer, he could still use the unloading technique to throw it away, but when three pistols were fired at the same time, he could only rely on the strengthening of the Five Elements Qi and Sword Qi to resist.

Twenty-three toothpicks were lit as much as possible without exposing their hands, and Feng Xueyin smiled and twisted one

"You say, where is it better for me to tie up?"

The "......" man didn't speak, although he was imprisoned by Feng Xue's momentum and couldn't move, but he had also undergone special torture tolerance training, even if Feng Xue stuck a toothpick into his fingernails, he wouldn't have much reaction, no, or he hoped that Feng Xue would start to torture him

The unknown waiting for execution, the feeling of watching yourself die little by little, is the greatest horror.

"Huh? Tough guy? Feng Xue raised the corner of her eyebrows, shook her hand casually, took the toothpick and flew to the side, followed by a muffled snort, and a person hiding in the corner just rolled out, and where he couldn't speak, there was a toothpick inserted.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I missed the shot." Feng Xue said this, but there was no sense of apology on his face, no one who saw his expression would not feel that he had really missed it.

However, what he said was true.

He originally wanted to shoot the dantian, but he didn't expect that his hand hurt and he didn't grasp it well, and he turned out to be a few inches off.

The social man who had been hit in an unspeakable position rolled on the ground covering his wounds to relieve the double damage to his mind and body, while the accomplices who were also hidden immediately rushed out, running in different directions, only a few who could get away rushed towards Feng Xue.

"Really, have you ever heard of Swordsmanship?" Feng Xue muttered something in his mouth, and before the social person in front of him could hear what he was talking about, a toothpick floated out of his hand under the shroud of colorful light.

The eldest sister stood behind Feng Xue, and her excellent dynamic vision captured the trajectory of not a single toothpick.

More than a dozen toothpicks seem to have their own soul, or light, or smart, or straight, or endless, but the only thing that is the same is that these toothpicks have drawn a beautiful arc and hit their target, which is a social person in black clothes, black pants, black tie and black leather shoes.

"Well, twenty, and there are three toothpicks left, do you say one for each person? Or is it just one person who has three roots? Feng Xue stretched her fingers, Yun Lan's move is really reliable based on the "rain and golden needles" based on "practicing the sword into silk", showing the essence of "congenital broken body and invisible sword qi" to the fullest.

"You're committing a crime." The social people led by him squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, quite a kind of martyr who would rather die than give in, but

"Why didn't you say it was a crime when you shot meow?"

As soon as Feng Xue's words fell, the man's knees clicked, followed by a scream that pierced the sky.

"When you hit me in the knee with a bullet just now, did you think it was a crime?"

"When you shot indiscriminately, did you think it was a crime?"

"When you smashed the door of my martial arts hall with a brick just now, did you think it was a crime?"

"Now you remember sinning? Okay, I see how you describe to the police that I shoved a toothpick into your bones! ”

Feng Xue clapped his hands, and a tyrannical aura rose from his body, almost making a wisp of black smoke, but at this moment, a wisp of piano suddenly came out from the second floor of the martial arts hall, like a clear spring in the mountain, tinkling, washing away all the gloom and violence in his heart.

Feng Xue's heart was clear, and she immediately turned her head, but heard Biao Yunlan's voice coming from behind the window

"Senior Brother Xue, your current situation is not suitable for blood."

"Who's that! Did you hear it all? Feng Xue suddenly screamed, and it took a long time for the eldest sister with a cute character to react.

"What?"

"What else? I really don't know how your pig brain became an undercover agent, why don't you hurry up and pull away this pile of crooked melons and cracked dates! Feng Xue glanced at the eldest sister angrily, turned around and closed the door of the martial arts hall from the inside, leaving only the eldest sister and the local social people messy in the night breeze at two o'clock in the morning......

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