In the villa, the air is filled with the smell of gas, as long as there is a little spark, the whole villa will turn into a sea of fire, directly to the sky-

But don't get me wrong, it's no one else who turns on the gas, it's Wang Jianjun.

Wang Jianjun thought that the surname Zhao was dead, and the security company that protected Yang Qian'er should also end the mission, so he ran to Yang Qian'er with the killer, on the one hand, his younger brother died because of this woman, and on the other hand, she was also a rich person, before killing her, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds to get some money first?

As for the revenge umbrella, that is a matter for the future, many of his subordinates do not agree to retaliate against a gun-wielding security company, they are just working, and there is not much benefit in retaliating against this gun-wielding company, and the price to be paid is great.

The brothers are all against it, and Wang Jianjun can't go to the umbrella company with hundreds of people alone, which is armed with guns.

But when I went to Yang Qian'er's house, I found that there were still bodyguards, and they were the two best protagonists.

After a battle, Wang Jianjun was beaten and retreated, and finally he could only rely on this stupid method to kick off the gas switch and fill the entire villa with gas, so as to restrict the opponent's actions.

At the moment, Wang Jianjun was bleeding from his forehead, staring at the two masters opposite, a little rich and a Gong Wei.

One he may be able to tie with him, but two, only the part of being crushed, this is still because a few of his subordinates did not die to help, and now.

"I'm the best soldier, a soldier's vocation is to attack, I've heard of you, Xiaofu, although I wasn't in a squad before, but you are also an excellent soldier, I didn't expect to become a bodyguard after retiring, and the bodyguard's duty is to defend——"

"Now, there's gas all over the house, and if you shoot, it's going to blow up here, so."

Wang Jianjun smiled hideously, and the Mitsubishi military thorn slipped out of his cuffs, which was his exclusive weapon.

But Xiaofu and Gong Wei stopped, because they didn't bring a throwing stick today, they only brought a gun, who still has a throwing stick if they have a gun~

The two of them glanced at each other, nodded tacitly, and immediately rushed over, Wang Jianjun smiled hideously, without the slightest fear, picked up the Mitsubishi thorn and rushed forward.

Gong Wei dragged his shirt and turned it into a rudimentary weapon, and Xiaofu pulled a belt and turned it into a whip, and the two of them beat Wang Jianjun with softness.

Wang Jianjun stabbed Xiaofu, was blocked by Xiaofu with a belt, just pierced a hole, the soft and tough belt, directly stuck the Mitsubishi thorn to death, Wang Jianjun pumped hard, couldn't take it back, Xiaofu's strength was also great.

Gong Wei on the side had already wrapped his legs around his clothes and pulled him back, which suddenly made him lose his balance, Xiaofu jumped up and kicked in the air, hitting two feet, Gong Wei took advantage of the situation and kicked him in a roundabout kick, directly hitting Wang Jianjun's stomach and knocking him away.

Poor Wang Jianjun, who was originally a generation of murderers, was as ruthless as Chang Wei, but he met the protagonist group, and when he met it, there were two, two kings of kung fu, even if Tony was resurrected, he would be defeated~

But an accident appeared, Tony, who was repulsed, suddenly found a person standing on the second floor, that was Yang Qian'er, Yang Qian'er, who was originally hiding upstairs, didn't know when, but sneaked downstairs, Wang Jianjun smiled hideously, and directly turned over on the second floor in three or two steps, grabbed Yang Qian'er, and opened his mouth full of blood and laughed.

"Hahahaha, come on, come on, I'll kill him first, and then kill you, aren't you bodyguards, where are the people who protect you?"

Xiaofu looked at the other side with an unwilling face, and asked Yang Qian'er in a low voice, "Didn't you lock the door of the room and don't come down if you encounter anything?" ”

Yang Qian'er looked aggrieved, "I smelled that the house was full of gas, and I was afraid of going off, so I opened the windows and doors while you were fighting, who knew such a coincidence"

It's such a coincidence, Yang Qian'er is also afraid of a little spark, and the whole house will turn into fireworks in the sky, so she thinks about opening the window so that the gas can ventilate, who knows

Wang Jianjun held Yang Qian'er hostage, walked down the first floor, laughing wildly and shouting something like his brother's spirit in the sky.

Xiaofu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted loudly, "The person who killed your brother is me, if you want revenge, look for me, I am the murderer of your brother~"

Hearing this, Wang Jianjun's eyes immediately turned red, and he wanted to kill Xiaofu immediately, but he happened to see a gun dropped on the ground out of the corner of his eye

"Don't move, I'm moving, I'll kill this woman~"

Wang Jianjun roared sharply, let Gong Wei and Xiaofu not move, and slowly moved towards the gun, Xiaofu and Gong Wei were also sweating, after the other party got the gun, of course there was no need to ask what he would do, but if he was not allowed to take the gun, now Yang Qian'er would have to die, the difference between early death and late death

Time seems to have slowed down.

Wang Jianjun slowly bent down and picked up the gun on the ground, and then pointed the gun at Xiaofu, but there was a shortcoming in this process, that is, he held Yang Qian'er hostage with one hand and Mitsubishi thorn with the other

Yang Qian'er is not that kind of stupid woman, she knows that this is her last chance to survive, she slams her head back hard, and then kicks away the weapon on the ground with her foot.

Xiaofu's pupils shrank and he rushed towards the gun on the ground, but Wang Jianjun pushed the woman in his direction, and at the same time, the Mitsubishi stab was thrown at Gong Wei as a flying knife.

Bang! Bang!

Xiaofu hugged Yang Qian'er and blocked the bullet, but he was shot.

"Hahaha, you're all going to die today, no one can escape, I'm going to avenge my brother-"

Wang Jianjun laughed wildly and pointed the gun at Gong Wei, but just as he pulled the trigger, his body flew forward uncontrollably.

Rumble!

At this time, the sound of gunfire came slowly, Gong Wei looked up, Liu Jizu arrived with men and horses to support, just now Liu Jizu was holding a shotgun and killed Wang Jianjun with one shot.

"Are you all right, sorry, it's late~"

Gong Wei nodded, "I'm fine, but Brother Xiaofu was shot, and the situation is not optimistic." ”

Liu Jizu hurriedly called his men to call an ambulance and sent Xiaofu to the hospital, and by the way, the protagonist's halo possessed, although he was shot, he didn't hit a single shot, poor Wang Jianjun, who died and made an assist for Xiaofu.

"Xiaofu, Xiaofu, don't die, I hurt you, woo woo."

It's over~

After looking at Yang Qian'er with pear blossoms and rain, Liu Jizu waved his hand with a headache and asked her to go to the hospital with her, and stayed to call the police to deal with the aftermath.

His headache is that it was Yang Qianer's boyfriend who hired his company, but he not only protected people, but protected them too well, and after this wave, it is estimated that the probability of Yang Qianer breaking up with him is a bit big

Not to mention anything else, if Liu Jizu hired a security company to protect his girlfriend, and as a result, the security company directly abducted people together, he would definitely hate him and the other party was the son of a wealthy family.

The key is surnamed Song, in this world, it is a wealthy family that has made great contributions to the mainland, and assassination methods are impossible, maybe one day he will invite a person named Xu Zhengyang to be his personal bodyguard.

was hated by such a rich man, it's no wonder that Liu Jizu doesn't have a headache-

————

A week later –

Liu Jizu took Xiao Jew and took the boiled chicken soup to visit Xiaofu, but after entering the door, he saw Xiaofu drinking Yang Qian'er's soup with a bitter face, and the two looked at each other, squeezing their eyebrows for a while.

Miss Qianjin, you definitely can't make soup or something, Xiaofu can naturally understand it when he drinks bitter gourd face.

"Xiaofu, I've come to see you, ahem, it seems that your body should recover well~"

Yang Qian'er turned her head and looked, "It's you, old ruffian~"

Xiaofu hurriedly pulled Yang Qian'er's hand and motioned her not to talk nonsense in front of the little Jew, Yang Qian'er rolled her eyes and nodded, indicating that she knew.

"Ahem, Xiaofu, this is the soup that Amei made for you, it seems that you are already full, so put it here first, you drink it at night as a supper, we will not be a light bulb, go first~"

Liu Jizu Lala little Jew smiled and left-

"Hey, where are we going~"

On the way, the little Jew sat in the co-pilot and asked Liu Jizu, Liu Jizu leaned into her ear and said, "Let's go to IPSC to play, there is a game over there today~"

The little Jew pushed Liu Jizu away with angry eyebrows, "You're going to die, you're not honest when you drive, wait for a car accident~"

Liu Jizu smiled, "You are so beautiful, which man can hold back~"

The little Jew whispered, "It can't be during the day, there is time at night."

"Ah, what did you say?

"Nothing~"

"That's right~" Little Jew suddenly seemed to remember something, "Qiu Di called and said, over the umbrella, the follow-up balance of Yang Qian'er's mission has not been received, and Song Gongzi hangs up angrily every time he receives a call."

Alas, Liu Jizu sighed, afraid of something, after several life and death experiences, Yang Qian'er finally chose to break up with Song Gongzi, and then turned her head to chase Xiaofu.

Liu Jizu shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Can you not be angry, my girlfriend was abducted by Xiaofu."

"Forget it, don't ask for the final payment if you don't come back, Xiaofu has to pay for it when he gives people green, it's a bit unkind."

“.”

The two drove and soon came to a club, Gong Wei had been waiting for a long time, and he was also here, and he was also pulled by Liu Jizu to participate in the competition.

In addition to going to work, entertainment is also indispensable.

Liu Jizu asked Ling Jing if he would come, but Ling Jing refused, this kind of competition has nothing to do with his major, although the sniper and the gun king play guns at the same time, they are two different fields, for example, snipers need strong talent.

This talent is not only mental arithmetic ability, calculating wind speed, air humidity, and distance in a short period of time, etc., but also has super powerful vision, the human eye can only see a small dot in more than 100 meters, more than 500 meters, it is simply vague and pitiful, if you are looking at people a thousand meters away, it is good to be able to see people, let alone aim.

But the king of guns is different, this is the field of shooting in close combat, and sometimes it is judged by a sense of mystery and mystery.

That's right, what they're here to participate in today is a kind of shooting competition, called IPSC -

IPSC, Chinese name, actual combat shooting, formerly a kind of simulated shooting training of foreign special forces, later evolved into a sport, won the favor of shooting enthusiasts all over the world.

And since the security company has been opened, the marksmanship naturally cannot be left behind, and it is inevitable to participate in this kind of competition to see the folk masters, but among the people who came to participate in the competition today, in addition to Liu Jizu and his group, there is also a very special handsome guy-

"Azu, look, that person is so handsome~" The little Jew pulled Liu Jizu's finger and pointed at a person.

"How handsome, am I handsome?" Before Liu Jizu finished speaking, he was stuck, and the person the little Jew said seemed to be indeed so handsome than him.

"This guy looks so much like Ning Caichen"

In the crowded arena, there are a lot of contestants, all of whom are full of confidence, and the prize money is not particularly much, less than 100,000, but the people who play IPSC are basically rich people, and they value glory more than that money.

Think about it, if you usually train, if you calculate a few Hong Kong dollars for a bullet, the modification of firearms, plus maintenance, and various expenses, are not affordable by ordinary people at all, and those who can play this are basically rich people except for die-hard enthusiasts.

"Come on!"

"Come on~"

"Come on, Rick, defeat them~" A girl with dyed yellow hair, with a fat man, was cheering for the 'Ning Caichen' man.

The man just smiled and gave a thumbs up, indicating that he was fine.

"Azu, come on~" The little Jew was also cheering Liu Jizu, Liu Jizu nodded and made a flying kiss.

Gong Wei on the side, there was actually a beautiful woman cheering him on, Liu Jizu looked at it, isn't this the policewoman Fang, it seems that the two have slept together, and they are about to drink happy wine.

There is only one lonely one in the sky, and there is no female companion to cheer.

Liu Jizu patted Tian Yangsheng's shoulder, "Don't mind, Brother Asheng, your wife may still be in kindergarten, and she will appear in front of you in twenty years." ”

Tian Yangsheng: ".?! ”

A policeman with a fat head and big ears and a meaty face walked to the podium and preached, "Ladies and gentlemen, it is an honor for me to serve as a supervisor today, and I am also one of the enthusiasts of the shooting competition. ”

Little Jewish Lala pulled Liu Jizu's hand and asked curiously, "Hey, what is Azu called a prison field~"

Liu Jizu replied in a low voice, "The contestants who participate in the competition are all playing with guns, and the gun club will inevitably worry about accidents, so there must be a police officer present, once a special situation occurs, the police are the people with law enforcement power on the scene, and they can draw guns and shoot those dangerous elements at any time."

That's what I said, but those who can come to the competition are either shooting enthusiasts or professionals, all of them are masters, once there is real danger, which one is not the king of guns, and the police will be a matter of minutes.

So if there's a danger, it's still them who can stop them—

[PS, my brother's version of the King of Guns debuted, this is just the beginning, Rick, that is, Peng Yixing's mental illness has not reached such a serious point, and some are saved. ] 】

I originally wanted to write about the rat guts first, but I brushed my brother's gun king again, and I was excited, forget it, write the gun king first, and then write the rat gall, and then write Brother Qiang

(End of chapter)