Geng Qiang, who was hiding behind the sofa, suddenly found an empty spittoon next to him, and he rolled his eyes and immediately thought of an idea. Geng Qiang quietly took off his shirt, then tied the spittoon to the neckline, and then Geng Qiang threw the dummy to the other end of the sofa with a shake of his hand.

As Geng Qiang expected, Li Jian shot at the dummy, and at the same time as Li Jian's gunshot, Geng Qiang stood up from behind the sofa violently, and shot Li Jian twice, but to Geng Qiang's surprise, Li Jian's reaction was quite fast. Li Jian realized that he had been fooled almost at the same time as he pulled the trigger, so he immediately dodged to the side with a vertical leap, and the two shots fired by Geng Qiang all missed. Two shots later, Geng Qiang's gun made a thimble crash, and there were no bullets! Originally, the bullets were almost exhausted during the battle with Zhenlei. As soon as Geng Qiang saw that the two shots were missing, he immediately hid behind the sofa again.

At this time, although Li Jian didn't know Geng Qiang's exact location, he knew that he was behind the sofa, and he smiled at the sofa with a fierce smile.

The cheap sofa couldn't block the impact of the Desert Eagle large-caliber bullets at all, but fortunately, the Desert Eagle bullet capacity was too small, and after three shots, Li Jian began to change the magazine. At this moment, perhaps the residents of the opposite building heard the gunshots and turned off all the lights, and the only light in Geng Qiang's room was gone, and the room became pitch black! Although Geng Qiang's five senses had developed greatly since he reached the first level of martial arts, he had not yet reached the level of being able to see things at night. But Geng Qiang was still very familiar with the layout of his room, he took advantage of Li Jian's change of magazine, quickly rolled to the back of another sofa, and from behind this sofa one more vertical jump, Geng Qiang could enter the bedroom, and Geng Qiang also prepared a magazine in the bedroom. But just as he was about to jump into the bedroom door, Li Jian had already changed the magazine, and as if he had found him, he shot him at the sofa where Geng Qiang was.

The bullet passed through the sofa and cut a blood groove in Geng Qiang's arm, but Geng Qiang gritted his teeth and didn't say a word! As soon as Li Jian saw that there was no movement, he stopped shooting again, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movements around him. Just now he just sensed that there were people there, but he couldn't be sure.

Geng Qiang hid behind the sofa, thinking that it was not a way to consume it like this, and if he couldn't get the bullets, he would suffer in the end!

Geng Qiang's secret weapon is the large number of steel needles he carries with him!

Because Geng Qiang used to work outside all the year round, his life was relatively hard, and a piece of clothing was often sewn and mended, mended and sewn, and these sewing and mending things were done by Geng Qiang himself, it is no exaggeration to say that in this era when needlework and thread have been forgotten by ordinary people, Geng Qiang has quite feelings for them. In the past, whenever Geng Qiang finished sewing clothes, he liked to nail a needle to a wooden board at the head of his bed, and before Geng Qiang was careful, he could use a steel needle to penetrate two layers of newspaper about a meter apart. When Geng Qiang reached the junior level of martial arts, he found that he had a special comprehension of steel needles, and in the battle with the human bear, the steel needles in Geng Qiang's hands were even more superb, which helped him a lot. Since then, Geng Qiang has strengthened his training in acupuncture.

Geng Qiang grabbed a handful of steel needles in his hand, and as soon as he raised his hand, the goddess scattered the steel needles, although he couldn't see anything in the room, but because of the large number of steel needles, at least it could have a certain deterrent effect on Li Jian. Almost at the same time as punching out the steel needle, Geng Qiang shouted violently, and immediately put the sofa in the middle of the room. And then jumped into the bedroom with a lunge!

Li Jian, who was standing in the middle of the room, suddenly felt a pain in his face and left arm, as if he had been stung by something, and he just wanted to touch his face with his hand, but suddenly he heard a loud roar, and then a black and slimy thing was thrown at him! Li Jian did not hesitate to shoot the sofa twice! When the sofa hit the ground, the room returned to tranquility. Only then did Li Jian touch his face with his hand.

"Damn! you're a! you even use a sewing needle!" Geng Qiang, who had already felt the magazine in the bedroom, heard Li Jian roaring in the living room.

"If you don't hit you in the eye, you're not satisfied. But that's just interest, and then it's time for you to repay your debts, don't blame me, I don't have a big enmity with you, it's your Li family who deceives people too much!" Geng Qiang said. As long as he can guard the door, he is invincible. So he is very interested in chatting with Li Jian now.

But there was no movement in the dark living room again. Even the sound of Li Jian's breathing could not be heard.

"Could it be that this guy is out of play and gone?" Geng Qiang thought, thinking of this, he picked up a shoe from the ground and threw it towards the corner of the living room, almost the moment the shoe hit the ground, Li Jian's gun went off. A bullet hits exactly where it sounds!

Almost at the moment when the flame outside the muzzle of the Desert Eagle was extinguished, a bullet hit Li Jian's lower abdomen accurately! He endured the pain and rolled towards the door of the living room, "Damn, I've been fooled again." Li Jian thought as he rolled back. Leave a few bullet holes behind Li Jian!

The gunshot wound in Li Jian's lower abdomen greatly hindered his speed of movement, and just when Li Jian was about to be shot again, a strong light suddenly shone in, and just when Geng Qiang was stunned, a figure rushed into the room, grabbed Li Jian and ran out.

By the time Geng Qiang chased him out, there was only a dark night left in the courtyard.

Geng Qiang took a flashlight to shine all over the corners of the yard, and really didn't find anything before returning to the house. The room was in a mess, the sofa and the coffee table were full of bullet holes, but the two pieces of noodles that Geng Qiang had not finished eating were still lying on the ground, and they had not been crushed! Geng Qiang found a piece of gauze and simply bandaged the wound on his arm.

"Damn! I can't stop eating, is this still a human life? Geng Qiang muttered and picked up the dough cake on the ground, shone it with a flashlight, and there was a steel needle on it, Geng Qiang pulled out the steel needle and put it in his pocket, took a bite of the dough, and thought while chewing: "I have to buy another electric light tomorrow to replace it." I still have to practice after eating. ”

Uncle Liang looked at Li Jian lying on the hospital bed, with a sad face, if he hadn't arrived in time to rescue the young master that night, he didn't know how bad the consequences would have been.

"Why don't we tell the head of the house about the situation here, and ask them to send someone to help us?" Uncle Liang said tentatively.

"No need, I will solve my own affairs, I don't have to make trouble for my father anymore, now the economic war between the family and the Tang family is the focus. Besides, there is no need to mobilize the crowd for this little thing, let that guy get away for a few days first, and then go to him to settle the account when I and the Thunder Protector's injuries are healed. Fuck!" Li Jian said hatefully. After thinking for a while, he said to Uncle Liang again: "You call and ask my father, is there any medicine to improve my strength at home, I need to quickly improve my strength." ”

"Yes, young master!" Uncle Liang said respectfully.

"What about that old guy Zhenlei?" Li Jian asked again.

"He's still at home, so it's estimated that he's starting to practice again. Uncle Liang shook his head and said.

"Zhenlei is simply a martial arts idiot, except for martial arts, he is not interested in anything, it is simply a little unreasonable, and what is worse is that he is extremely disgusted with firearms, and even threatens to eliminate all gun factories in the world when he is successful in cultivation. Thinking about Zhen Lei's words and deeds, Li Jian couldn't help laughing.

"If he can really do this, it will be a real merit. Uncle Liang whispered.

Zhao Xingnan pulled a woven bag with luggage between his two long arms, walked around with two small short legs, and his two small eyes were rolling around, looking around. While strolling around, he thought, "Didn't Brother Qiang come to pick me up at the station? Why didn't you see others? Don't wait for him, find a place to eat first. ”

Zhao Xingnan walked out of the station, Zhao Xingnan, who walked out of the mountains for the first time, was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, seeing everything fresh, especially the young girls who were like flowers and butterflies, which made Zhao Xingnan open his eyes! What surprised Zhao Xingnan the most was the women who sat at the door of the small house and beckoned to him, one by one, their breasts were open, their eyes were hooked, Zhao Xingnan looked at these and beckoned to him, and some even wanted to come over to pull his young lady, and muttered: "Damn! This is the chicken that Brother Qiang said? A chicken that specializes in slaughtering people? Lao Tzu is not in your hands." Hey, hey, hey, we're all slaughtering chickens, that's good, chickens slaughtering people! But these chickens are pretty good-looking, much better than my big roosters. ”

Although Zhao Xingnan's legs are short, he is not slow, and soon he walked out of a street and came to a snack street, and the whole street was full of small restaurants.

Those small restaurant owners who are accustomed to seeing customers from the southeast and northwest are most enthusiastic about two things, one is to kill the ripe, and the other is to slaughter the living. As soon as they saw Zhao Xingnan's dress and his small eyes, they knew that it was a dirt bun that had just entered the city. This is the best object for Zaisheng. So, Zhao Xingnan walked to someone's stall with smiling faces, and the boss enthusiastically pulled Zhao Xingnan to his store. In their opinion, this is a native chicken without an owner. Whoever catches him will get rich!

In the end, Zhao Xingnan was pulled by a boss who looked like Maitreya Buddha, Zhao Xingnan saw that this boss was very polite, and he was also charitable, besides, he ate at anyone's house, so Zhao Xingnan entered his shop.

"Sir, what do you want. The boss asked Zhao Xingnan in his seat.

"Bring me a plate of shredded potatoes. Let's start with five steamed buns. Zhao Xingnan said.

"What kind of wine, sir? Would you like to get you a bottle?" said the boss with a smile on his face.

"If you don't drink, I still have something, and I drank and made a mistake. Zhao Xingnan said.

"And what are you ordering?" the boss no longer had a smile on his face.

"No, one dish is enough for me. When I eat at home, I often eat pickles. That's a waste of money. Zhao Xingnan, the old god said.

"Then I'll get you a box of cigarettes, you smoke a bag first, wait for the dishes?" The boss's face had darkened.

"No, I don't smoke. Zhao Xingnan said again.

"Damn! I thought it was a god of wealth, but it turned out to be a poor ghost!" the boss muttered.

"Alas, why is this person like this?" Zhao Xingnan saw the change in the boss's face, and his heart was not happy.

"Your dish!" said Boss Miller slammed a plate of shredded potatoes on the table.