Amazing two shots!

When Li Tongyun saw this scene, even if she was more inclined to Wu Li in her heart, she still couldn't help but applaud Feng Lin.

In the stone forest, Wu Li could almost only catch a little bit of faint hostility, and he couldn't completely judge the landing point of Feng Lin's two shots, he didn't wait, and he didn't dare to wait, but moved in advance.

Monkey squat!

In any case, you can't go wrong with reducing your size.

Wu Li made a monkey squat, his body shrunk into a ball, and sure enough, he dodged Feng Lin's first shot.

The first shot was shot at Wu Li's waist.

Feng Lin's left arm was thrown back first, followed by his right arm, with an interval of less than 0.1 seconds between the two shots.

The second shot hit Wu Li's leg!

At this time, Wu Li had just finished the monkey squatting action, so if this shot hit, it would no longer be his leg, but his head.

This is the cruelty of actual combat, Feng Lin may not really want to kill Wu Li, he just wants to injure or maim Wu Li, but in actual combat, the bullet does not have long eyes, and many things can no one control.

Wu Li's spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated, in less than 0.1 seconds, he vaguely sensed that bit of hostility, without any hesitation, he chose to trust his intuition, in the moment before the gunshot, Wu Li's head shrank down, looking like his neck was instantly retracted.

This is a change in the shape of the dragon, and it is also Wang Ba listening to thunder, but this time it is not the limbs that move, but the head that moves.

Brush!

The bullet almost grazed Wu Li's scalp, and a few hairs flew in the air.

Wu Li could feel a scorching breath coming from the top of his head, like the breath of death!

He didn't dare to stop, and immediately turned his monkey form into a dragon form and hid towards the stone pillar beside him.

At the same time as Wu Li was dodging, Feng Lin put away his gun, turned around and ran.

"Damn, it's too fast!"

"Awesome, this is a blind snipe?"

"Throwing a gun?"

"Who is this person, he seems to be very good at marksmanship. ”

"It's not just powerful! I used to be a soldier, and my marksmanship in the army was pretty good, but with Wu Li's movement speed, I told you that I could only rely on Meng, and I couldn't aim at all! But this person can actually hit Wu Li and dodge constantly, you think about what kind of marksmanship he has. ”

......

The audience in the live broadcast room was shocked by the fight between the two, Wu Li's performance was amazing, but he had shown his magic skills to dodge bullets before, and now if he shows it again, netizens will not feel too amazing, but Feng Lin, who fought with Wu Li, this kind of skill and marksmanship is surprising.

"I have a question, Wu Li can even dodge bullets, how can he still be hit in the ring, hugged and thrown to the ground?"

"First, Wu Li relied on prediction, not really faster than bullets. ”

"Second, the bullet is dead, the person is alive, and the bullet does not turn. ”

"Yes, as long as the bullet can be predicted in advance, it can be dodged, but the opponent in the ring can suddenly change his moves, plus the two are originally hand-to-hand combat, and the distance is sometimes more than ten centimeters, so it is normal to be hit or held. ”

......

In the stone forest, the two started chasing again, and this time Wu Li was especially wary of Feng Lin's sudden turn.

But the initiative is in Feng Lin's hands, as long as there is a chance, he will suddenly come back to the gun.

Wu Li dodged again and again, because he was accurate in his heart, and the next few times he didn't hide too thrillingly.

However, it is very difficult to keep the spirit at the peak at all times, and it will explode with all its strength at any time, and the consumption of the body is also very large, Wu Li will not be able to hold on to the bullets like this, sooner or later, and Feng Lin is clearly going to consume Wu Li!

Time passed little by little, and Wu Li's reaction speed and movement speed seemed to be no different from before, but Li Tongyun could sense that Wu Li was slowing down little by little, and if he continued like this, he would become more and more dangerous.

In contrast, Feng Lin only needs to keep running and pulling the trigger, and the consumption of physical strength is less than Wu Li, and he will definitely be able to hold on longer than Wu Li.

......

Wanxing Restaurant, when Wu Li and the others left, Sun Yiquan sat alone by the window and was stunned.

I don't know how long later, he suddenly received a text message.

Sun Yiquan picked up his mobile phone and looked at the content of the text message, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly got up and walked towards his room.

His room was full of antiques, calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and a birdcage next to his bed.

Over the years, he has devoted all his energy to these things: collecting antiques, appreciating calligraphy and paintings, teasing birds, drinking tea, and seemingly a leisurely and wealthy life.

Sun Yiquan walked to the side of the bed and reached out to take out a wooden box from under the bed.

It was a long wooden box made of purple trembling wood, and it was already covered with dust.

Sun Yiquan picked up the wooden box and came to the desk, he swept aside the calligraphy and paintings on the desk and the four treasures of the study, and then put the wooden box on the table, and wiped off the dust on the wooden box little by little with his sleeves.

After a few moments, all the dust was wiped off, and he slowly opened the wooden box.

There was no jewelry, no sharp coldness, and there were two wooden spears lying inside.

The body of the gun is black with faint wooden stripes on it. The head of the gun is made of steel, and the tip of the gun is slightly curved, giving it a dull appearance.

Sun Yiquan looked at the spear quietly placed in the wooden box, his hands trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to touch the spear in the box. Time seemed to wash out of this wooden box at once, making him go back to many years ago.

"Big brother is dead! Big brother is dead!"

It was the night of the big brother's accident many years ago.

"Senior Brother Sun, I think that combining kung fu and firearms will be more powerful, I want to try. ”

This is what Feng Lin said to him when he was young, and the relationship between the two was still very good at that time.

"Why doesn't Master want to listen to me? Why do we who practice martial arts stick to the old rules and are unwilling to follow the progress of the times? If Senior Brother knew how to use a gun, he wouldn't have died that night!"

After being angrily scolded by the master, Feng Lin, who was not convinced, found him and complained loudly.

"Senior Brother Sun, heh, this is the last time I will call you Senior Brother. I'll be back, and I'll prove to all of you that I'm right!"

This was the last conversation between him and Feng Lin after being expelled from the sect by the master.

"Yiquan, I want you to swear that you will not be able to practice firearms in the future, no matter what!"

This was Master's last request before he died.

"Sun Yiquan, meet again, I didn't expect it, I'm back. ”

It was six years later that he saw Feng Lin again.

"I have never regretted it! Since Master is dead, then you can prove it to me on behalf of his old man with the Wu family gun to prove that I am wrong!"

This is what Feng Lin said during the war.

"Sun Yiquan, this is the result of your years of hard work! This is the result of your stubbornness! Now I also want to ask you, do you regret it?"

This is what Feng Lin asked him after the battle between the two of them in the stone forest.

For so many years, this question has been bothering him, and in the middle of the night, he often thinks back to the battle of the year, and recalls the sentence that Feng Lin asked him.

"Do you regret it?"

"Do you regret it?"

"Do you regret it?"

......

Sun Yiquan looked at the spear in front of him, and he had already burst into tears.

He suddenly shouted, reaching out and grabbing the gun in the case.

Time flows like water, and in ten years, the former gun king picked up his gun again.

Sun Yiquan looked at the spear in front of him, and he had already burst into tears.

He suddenly shouted, reaching out and grabbing the gun in the case.

Time flows like water, and in ten years, the former gun king picked up his gun again.