Need for a Guard

Does Shi Yue need to guess?

Seeing that Ouyang Liufeng was almost scorched into a sweet potato, and still showing such a confident smile, he knew that Ouyang Liufeng was done. !__>

"You see what this is?"

Like a child, Ouyang Liufeng showed a mischievous smile, took out a box under the wheelchair, and put it in front of Shi Yue.

Shi Yue opened it for a look, and couldn't help shouting excitedly, "What a delicate triple crossbow!"

The workmanship is exquisite, the body of the crossbow is small, about a foot and a half in size horizontally, which is half a foot less than the ordinary crossbow, and what is even rarer is the triple crossbow. With this absolute advantage, the ordinary crossbow has been thrown away by more than a dozen street.

"Let's go! Let's try the accuracy! You push me..." Ouyang Liufeng was obviously very satisfied with the triple crossbow, and couldn't wait to try his power.

Shi Yue pushed Ouyang Liufeng to the yard. Ouyang Liufeng explained confidently: "For the triple crossbow I made, you can use a common type of crossbow. Three can be fired consecutively, or two can be fired at the same time, but the strength Restricted."

"The range within 20 meters is the effective accuracy. If you want to hurt the enemy beyond 20 meters, it depends on your luck."

Shi Yue installed the crossbow bolt, measured the distance of 20 meters, aimed at the trunk of a big tree, grasped the direction, and pulled the trigger three times in succession!

Whoosh...

Three crossbow arrows shot out one after another, all of them were inserted into the tree trunk without bias, penetrating three inches into the flesh, very sharp.

"Mr. Ouyang, what a good crossbow!" Shi Yue flattered at the right time!

It can't be regarded as flattering, he himself is very satisfied with the triple crossbow - there are no high-tech weapons in this era, and the triple crossbow was born out of nowhere, and it is already considered a strong medium and short-range weapon. .__)

"Haha...Little brother, don't you look at who I am. Ouyang's product must be a high-quality product!" Ouyang Liufeng laughed triumphantly, bent down from under the wheelchair, took out another box, and said hurriedly: "You put Open this box, I believe you will be surprised after seeing it.”

"What is this?"

Shi Yue opened the box excitedly, his eyes released a greedy light, staring at the box, unable to move it away.

"Do you like it?" Ouyang Liufeng was filled with emotion, "I never thought that such a delicate throwing knife would be refined after being mixed with a special material like Wujin! This is the most satisfying weapon I have refined. Hey... there is no end to learning."

"There are twelve flying knives in the shape of willow leaves, about seven inches long, as thin as a cicada's wing, tough and soft, with excellent elasticity, sharp blades, and broken hair. Ah, in a word, you have found a treasure!"

Shi Yue is an expert at playing knives, without Ouyang Liufeng's explanation, he can deeply understand the exquisite connotation of flying knives - this is really a precious knife, a hundred times better than the bayonet made of stainless steel on the 85-style sniper rifle.

Shi Yue held the twelve flying knives in his hands, and shook his hands. The flying knives seemed to have life, spinning rapidly in the palm of his hand. Under the lingering moonlight, there was a layer of dark and deep floating light.

swoosh swish...

Shi Yue flipped his palms and shot the throwing knife in a strange way.

Aggressive...

The flying knives hit the tree trunk 20 meters away without fail, and the flying knives were tightly arranged in an arc, surrounding the three crossbows, which looked full of artistic atmosphere, like a human face.

"It's so fucking handsome..."

Ouyang Liufeng didn't understand martial arts, he couldn't see the essence of it, and he just thought it looked good. The moment the flying knife passed by, he felt inexplicably excited.

"What an incredible flying knife! What a detached skill."

The little dude was pushed over by Han Mo, and happened to capture this wonderful moment, and his mind fluctuated violently.

He is a great expert in handling hidden weapons, and he is very familiar with any hidden weapons, including throwing knives.

However, after seeing Shi Yue's superb sword skills, the little dude realized that his understanding of the hidden weapon of flying knives was only superficial compared to Shi Yue's.

The moment Shi Yue fired the throwing knife just now, it was as fast as lightning and flint. It was unbelievable. He couldn't see how Shi Yue threw the throwing knife with his naked eyes. well.

And between familiarity, shooting twelve throwing knives at the same time, 20 meters away, is still accurate enough to be measured by a hair, isn't this ability amazing?

Out of interest, Shi Yue showed off his skills, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by the little dude. He walked up, took off the throwing knife, hid it on his body, then looked back and smiled and said, "Little Huahua doesn't need to be surprised, you shot it The hidden weapons are complex and diverse, like a net, who can compete with them?"

The little playboy shook his head unpredictablely, "Although my hidden weapon kung fu is powerful, it is only lethal to first-class masters. It is not so magical when encountering super masters, such as Luna! For example, Dugu Extinction, such as Kang Shanzhen! Even Tian Fen has the power to fight."

When Tian Fen was mentioned, the little dandy couldn't help touching his thigh, saddened, silent for a while, and then said to Shi Yue: "Brother Shi's flying knife technique is specially designed to deal with super masters. Once the flying knife is released, There must be blood."

"So if the two of us are combined, wouldn't we be invincible?" Shi Yue jokingly followed the little dude's words.

"Uh... I hope there will be such a day!" The little playboy smiled at himself with a gloomy face, and with Shi Yue, he was willing to say a few more jokes.

"Oh! Mr. Ouyang, where is the special weapon I want?"

Shi Yue changed the subject and asked Ouyang Liufeng: "Could it be that Mr. Ouyang failed to refine successfully and couldn't get it out?"

"Bastard, what are you talking about? Is there anything in the world that I, Ouyang Liufeng, can't make?" Although Ouyang Liufeng is old, he still has the same competitive mindset as before—you can say that he is not handsome or funny enough. , but in terms of craftsmanship, it can't bear the slightest stain!

"Here! Look for yourself! How dare you laugh at me? Huh!" Ouyang Liufeng unexpectedly took out another box from under the wheelchair, and threw it in front of Shi Yue angrily.

"Is this the one?" Shi Yue opened the box and looked, his eyes were shining again, he played with the weapon casually, and couldn't help but marvel, "Yes! That's right! This is what I want, Mr. Ouyang, you are really mine Baby."

"Ah? Hoho... This... Only Concubine Jing calls me baby. I'm really not used to you calling me that."

Ouyang Liufeng's face turned red, how shy, how shy!

Looking at Shi Yue's eyes, full of tenderness, he couldn't stop discharging, which only made Shi Yue's disgusting goosebumps come out.

The little dude looked at the short, strangely shaped weapon in Shi Yue's hand, curious in his heart, and asked Han Mo to take one out of the box, put it in his hand and look at it over and over again.

"How is it? Did you see any mystery?" Shi Yue asked with a smile as he looked at the little dude's frowning eyebrows.

The little playboy looked at it for a long time, his eyes flashed with admiration, and he said sadly: "This is really a must-have weapon for killing people."