The middle-aged killer's tone was cold, and he didn't mean to give a chance.

"I didn't count just now, can you start the timer from now on?" Huang Fuqi said loudly.

“21。 "The response to Huang Fuqi was a cold number.

“20。 ”

“19。 ”

......

It's been a long, long time, Huang Fuqi hasn't felt the existence of time so truly, the middle-aged killer is like the black and white impermanence who came to ask for his life, ruthless, and the black and white impermanence seems to be much cuter than the middle-aged killer, at least it won't make people wait for death. Death is not terrible, waiting for death and being powerless is the most terrible.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have become hysterical in such a situation, but Huang Fuqi was becoming more and more calm.

In his clear state of mind, he could feel all the sounds, the rapid heartbeat of the people in the room, the heavy wheezing, the sobbing of stones, and even not far away, he could hear the collision between Liancheng's lips and fingers.

Glancing at Liancheng, Huang Fuqi couldn't help but sigh.

An unintentional glance, I didn't expect to fall into it all of a sudden, and I couldn't extricate myself.

Everything around him gradually blurred, and all that was left in Huang Fuqi's eyes was Liancheng's constantly flying fingers and plucking lips.

It seemed to be a beautiful large-scale song and dance, full of infinite mystery and charm, Huang Fuqi was immersed in it, and a poem suddenly appeared in his mind, "This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world."

Huang Fuqi suddenly found that the fingers flying in front of him and the plucking lips seemed to have a peculiar rhythm, his lips and fingers couldn't help but follow the rhythm, and the internal force in his body that was originally calm like a pool of stagnant water suddenly became restless, running in the meridians, accelerating for a while, decelerating for a while, and the change of speed was actually consistent with the rhythm of the change of the Liancheng fingers.

Every time the internal force is improved, Huang Fuqi will have a sense of power, and he can pick off the stars in the sky. But this feeling that fascinated him to the extreme, it had not appeared again for more than ten years, but today, he actually felt it!

Feeling the strong internal force in his body, Huang Fuqi had an urge to look up to the sky and roar. There was a itch in the left chest, which was due to the wound healing.

Huang Fuqi was more and more surprised. After the martial artist has trained his internal strength, he will have a special ability - self-repair.

Huang Fuqi still remembers the first injury after cultivating the internal force, the wound that originally took a month to heal, but he didn't expect it to be fine in half a month, before this internal force was enhanced, like a gunshot wound in the chest, it took a night to scar, but now there is a faint trend of immediate healing!

"Innate Triple!" "Blessed to the soul, Huang Fuqi knew that he had broken through, from the innate twofold to the innate threefold, only the improvement of the realm, the self-repair ability will undergo such a qualitative change!

Feeling his body, Huang Fuqi found that he was more sensitive to the control of his muscles, and with a movement of his mind, half of the bullets fired into the liver and half of them were clamped by the muscles, like a snake regurgitating, were squeezed out.

Those complicated movements of Liancheng can actually improve the internal strength of a martial artist! What a good thing! Huang Fuqi looked over and wanted to take advantage of this moment to improve his internal strength a little more, but he was disappointed, because he couldn't feel the mysterious rhythm before!

Huang Fuqi concentrated unrelentingly, Liancheng's constantly flying fingers and plucking lips were still full of mystery, but Huang Fuqi's heart did not appear the feeling of touching just now!

Huang Fuqi suddenly understood that he had just encountered a state that countless innate martial artists dreamed of-an epiphany, every time he had an epiphany, his strength would be greatly improved, and this state had always been something that could be encountered but not sought.

Huang Fuqi suddenly regretted it, why did he stop and feel the internal force in his body when he had nothing to do?!

Huang Fuqi's gaze at Liancheng suddenly felt a little sad, and the big bull who had been paying attention to him on the side suddenly couldn't help but clench his legs.

For Huang Fuqi, Da Niu revered it to the extreme, this is a great sage, for their lives are willing to send them to death, that person has a pistol, he has secretly made up his mind, after going back, he must set up a sign to offer Huang Fuqi! But he didn't expect that the saint also has shortcomings! Da Niu looked at Liancheng, who was not far away and was afraid to keep chanting and worshipping the Buddha, looking up and down, secretly thinking that Bai is quite white, but a little thin, that should be very painful!

Huang Fuqi couldn't help but feel a little strange when he found that the big bull next to him shivered, but he didn't think much about it, because the middle-aged killer had already counted down to three.

Huang Fuqi's eyes flickered, and at this moment, his heart was no longer as before, full of death.

Perhaps, with his current strength, he can dodge the bullets! Huang Fuqi suddenly had a crazy idea.

There is a martial arts theory that says that if the enemy does not move, I will not move, and if the enemy moves, I will move first. The main thing is to observe your opponent. For example, the eyes can reflect whether the opponent is about to attack, and the shoulders can reflect the direction and location of the attack.

During the Anti-Japanese War, Huang Fuqi thought of using this principle to dodge the opponent's bullets.

Dodge bullets by observing the gunman and predicting when to shoot and where the opponent will be shooting!

Using this theory, he really dodged a lot of bullets, but failed many times!

But now that his strength has broken through to the Innate Triple, he has a great deal of confidence in dodging the bullets, at least not being fatally wounded!

“2。 ”

“1。 ”

"I thought about it. I chose to come out. Huangfu Qi said.

A triumphant smile appeared on the middle-aged killer's face.

As the executive of Zhao Ruilong's plan B, he has been paying attention to the situation of the No. 3 intensive care unit, from Huang Fuqi's body, he felt a huge threat, from Huang Fuqi's small movements, he judged that the other party used to be a soldier, and he was also a practitioner, this kind of person must be very sensitive to killing, he is not sure, so he needs to blind his own killing machine, confuse the judgment of the other party, this trick he has tried repeatedly!

As a seasoned killer, controlling the information around you is a must. He knew that at a nearby construction site, the workers were complaining about the unpaid wages of the Wood Construction Company, and that he had changed his clothes as soon as he received the instructions to carry out Plan B, and that the illiterate workers were so deceived that they believed everything when they heard that he was a middle school teacher.

Everything is under his control! There is only one point, and that is Huang Fuqi's skills!

But it doesn't matter anymore, it's just another self-sacrificing fool!

"Hold your hands up. "The middle-aged killer is terrifyingly thoughtful.

Huang Fuqi stood up, moved to the left step by step, and stopped after exposing his left arm, as if to reassure the middle-aged killer.

Thirteen seconds have passed for two.

"Good. Move out slowly!" The middle-aged killer didn't expect Huang Fuqi to be so acquainted, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Slowly move it out, just in his heart! Huang Fuqi's eyes flashed.

Huang Fuqi moved more slowly, and it was more appropriate to describe it as a no.

Judging from the position of the middle-aged killer, Huangfu Qi's Buddha is translated out, and there is almost no movement with a slightly larger amplitude.

The middle-aged killer did not rush.

The range of action is not large, which means that there is no intention of resisting!

"It's a bit underestimated to say that you are a fool, it should be the best among fools!" the middle-aged killer sneered in his heart.

Huang Fuqi gradually revealed the left half of his body, and a red mark on his chest looked extremely eye-catching.

Thirteen seconds have passed and six seconds have passed.

The middle-aged killer pointed at Huang Fuqi's pistol and shook it, motioning for him to continue.

Huang Fuqi continued to move, and when a small half of his right chest was exposed, thirteen seconds passed and eight seconds passed.

At this moment, Huang Fuqi, who had been paying attention to the middle-aged killer, suddenly discovered that the middle-aged killer's eyes flashed with murderous intent, which was a sign that he was about to shoot!

Huang Fuqi's nerves were highly tense, and time seemed to slow down.

The common rule of aiming is three points and one line, and if you shoot at close range, you can ignore the influence of the earth's gravity and air resistance.

Through the connection between the door and the crosshair, Huang Fuqi immediately judged that the middle-aged killer's attack target was his chest.

Huang Fuqi moved instantly, but he didn't dodge behind the wall he had dodged before, but in the other direction, for fear that the middle-aged killer would be angry and attack the others.

As soon as the man landed, there was a muffled sound of gunfire and bullets hitting the wall.

The first bullet is empty! Thirteen seconds have passed nine seconds!

The middle-aged killer's eyes were still calm, but a trace of disbelief was hidden.

"Bang!" the gunfire rang out again.

"Bang!" the wall shattered.

The bullet was dodged by Huang Fuqi again.

The location of Huangfuqi's landing point is very particular, try to avoid people behind you!

The middle-aged killer seemed to be a little impatient and fired three shots in succession.

The first two shots had the sound of bullets hitting the wall, apparently empty.

"Bang!" a third gunshot rang out.

This time, Huang Fuqi didn't dodge, but quickly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in front of him!

This time there is no sound of bullets hitting any object either!

The middle-aged killer stared at him with a frightened face, as if he had seen a ghost?

He has been in the killer business for decades, and he has hardly been afraid, and he also knows some information that ordinary people don't know, such as those mysterious existences such as Eastern Taoist priests who can use spells, and Western vampires, but he has never encountered them, which is also related to the fact that he avoids walking when he hears a little wind.

But at this moment, a huge fear enveloped him, and his body couldn't help but tremble, so the legendary terrifying person, he seemed to have met one today, and he intended to kill him!

People who can dodge bullets, and even catch bullets, even if a hundred of them are confronted head-on, it is not enough for others to stuff their teeth!

The middle-aged killer's gaze was condensed on Huang Fuqi's right hand, and his pupils gradually dilated, and in his pupils, Huang Fuqi looked at him with a sneer, and slowly opened the palm facing him.

Thirteen seconds passed, and twelve seconds passed!

The middle-aged killer's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was filled with the anger of being teased.

Huang Fuqi's hands are empty, obviously he has been tricked, how can there be any empty hands to catch bullets!

At this moment, Huang Fuqi was looking at the middle-aged killer with a sneer.

"I'm going to be you!" the middle-aged killer spat out a bit of a gaffe.

Huang Fuqi had the intention to dodge, but unfortunately the thigh that was shot just now slowed down his movements all of a sudden, but he was a person who would not give in, even if the next second was death, he would have to struggle.

Huang Fuqi suddenly felt a scorching breath, it seemed to be the smell of bullets and gunpowder, this smell was very familiar to him, during the Anti-Japanese War, he often shuttled in the rain of bullets, in addition to the smell of blood, the smell of bullets and gunpowder was the heaviest!

Chen Hai, Da Niu and others were all frightened, in the era of peace, the sight of flesh and blood flying in their heads was too terrifying.

At this moment, thirteen seconds have just passed......