I created countless illusions

Chapter 108 Red Roses and White Roses
The backpack was pulled open, and two specially made Desert Eagles, which were exactly the same but with different colors, came into view.

In reality, this kind of firearm was only released in 1980, and it was not really completed until [-].

If you really want to push it from the timeline, it is impossible for Yang Tianshou's father Yang Zun more than ten years ago to come into contact with this kind of gun.

But this is not recording in real time, let alone doing firearms knowledge popularization.

Gun, handsome enough!

The red one was as red as fire, and the gun seemed to be flowing with plasma.

The white one is as white as jade, and it seems to have a holy breath in its clarity.

"These are red roses and white roses, two of your father's favorite pistols." The third uncle explained from the side.

There are still some bullets in the bag, the bullets are yellow and have fine threads on them.

Yang Shou quickly pressed the bullet into the magazine, before it was full, he raised his hand out of the window, and shot Lihong.

The breath is entwined on the thread, like a spinning top.

The moment the bullet left the chamber, the flying bullet drew a beautiful arc.

Li Hong, who was about to confront Yang Shou, was dragged away by A Jian, avoiding Yang Shou's supposedly fatal shot.

"Can turn? He has already learned the secrets of gun fighting. You taught him?" Qiang Xie took out his gun and asked Ah Jian.

A Jian looked at the bullet that hit the wall of the ambulance and got stuck in the seam, and said: "It should be the reason for these bullets, this is Yang Zun's bullet. Under the action of the wind, the thread on it can drive the bullet to deviate from the original position." Shooting trajectory."

"Exactly! After 15 years, I will send Yang Zun's son down to see him again!" After saying that, Qiang Xie rolled over and got out of the car, raised his feet and hooked the roof of the car, leaped in the air, and landed lightly on the top of the medical car. The pistol in his hand was so dark that it seemed to be able to swallow light, and he started shooting at Yang Shou and Chen Jiaju one after another.

"Be careful! There is something wrong with his bullet, just hide under the seat." Before Qiangxie shot, Yang Shou reminded.

"What? Hide under the seat? Then how do you drive?" Chen Jiaju said, but his movements were the fastest. He shrank flexibly and shrank directly under the driver's seat, leaving only one hand still holding the steering wheel , operate indiscriminately.

The police car continued to snake along the road, but it avoided every oncoming car perfectly.

Gun Xie's several shots were all fired from impossible angles, and hit the three of them where they were originally seated.

If Yang Shou hadn't reminded him to dodge in advance, I'm afraid he would have hated him on the spot.

"Drive closer and find a way to get in the blind spot." Yang Shou said.

Chen Jiaju said: "What's wrong with this? He's standing on the roof."

Having said that, he quickly operated the steering wheel, and the police car drove wildly on the road, and in an instant, it slipped into the bottom of a huge transport truck.

With a big truck covering it, unless the gunman was holding an RPG, no matter how powerful the bullet was, it would be difficult to get in and kill the three of them.

Yang Shou put on the gun bag stored in his backpack, put the two guns into the gun bag, and got out of the police car and stuck it to the bottom of the big truck.

The third uncle was about to explain a few words, but Chen Jiaju had already thrown a piece of clothing in the back row.

"Disguise him with clothes, pretend he's still in the car, hurry up!" Chen Jiaju said.

Yang Shou climbed on the bottom of the big truck, moved his position a little bit, and turned over to the top of the big truck compartment from a blind spot where he could see from the side.

At this time, the large truck and the medical vehicle came to a fork in the road.

The big truck was going up, and the medical truck was going down.

The police car also left the truck at this time.

Gun evil seized the opportunity, aimed at the police car compartment, and fired successively.

The magazine was emptied in just a split second.

Unfortunately, what he shot was just an old dress.

Yang Shou seized the opportunity of gun evil to change the magazine, jumped into the air, and flew towards the ambulance.

If the jump is not accurate at this time, then Yang Shou can only use spells to save his life.

It's just that a chain reaction will form next, and the entire illusion will be unstable or collapse directly.

create greater danger.

Snapped!
Yang Shou landed perfectly, just as the talent landed, the gun fired directly from behind.

Several bullets collided within a short distance, unexpectedly colliding with faint sparks in mid-air.

It was obviously a confrontation between guns, but it actually felt like a game of cold weapons.

On the roof of the fast-moving medical vehicle, Yang Shou and Qiang Xie, like two ancient swordsmen, are fighting swords to the death.

In the strong wind, the two squatted down at the same time.

The vehicle has already driven into the tunnel.

The originally bright light also became flickering.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Gunshots rang out continuously, sometimes staggered, and there was the sound of fists and feet colliding.

By the time the medical vehicle drove out of the tunnel, the two had already exchanged their original positions.

There were a few more wounds on Yang Shou's body. Fortunately, the bullets just passed close to his body, instead of being shot directly through, or the bullet was stuck in his body.

On the other side, Qiang Xie was not intact, his right leg became obviously much slower, and there was a knife wound on his ankle.

"The marksmanship is not good, but the sword technique is good." Qiang Xie commented.

Of course Yang Shou's sword skills are good, after all, the title of sword is like a dream, he is a well-deserved genius in terms of sword skills and sword skills.

If it wasn't for wanting to spoil the plot and fighting at close range, Yang Shou would have killed Qiang Xie three or five times with just a short knife.

There is no need to continue to fight guns so much trouble.

Yang Shou dropped his hand and was interrupted by bullets, leaving only half of the handle of the knife, and clenched the red rose in his hand.

The cracked tiger's mouth, the blood flowing out, mixed with the red of the red rose, made the tone of the pistol more intense and vigorous.

At this moment, Yang Shou felt that he had a more mysterious connection with the gun in his hand.

He seemed to be able to feel the movement of every component in the gun in his hand in an instant, and interfere with them to a certain extent.

"This has never been a... world of science!" Yang Shou grinned.

You can't use spells, this is just to prevent the style of gun fighting from being taken away by colorful spells.

But the world itself is still extraordinary.

Those flashy marksmanship, in exchange for the real reality of no magic and no extraordinary, is completely impossible to realize.

With the blessing of blood, Yang Shou strengthened his control over the red rose in his opponent's hand. In the following marksmanship duel, he finally seemed to be on the same line with Qiang Xie.

The two kept exchanging positions, and the bullets continued to be given out.

At the same time, both of them emptied the magazines, replaced the magazines at the same time, and continued to fight each other.

This kind of shooting at each other in a short distance is more exciting than walking on a high-altitude tightrope.

As long as one does not predict the opponent's shooting trajectory in advance, it is possible to be shot.

At such a short distance, there is no possibility of the opponent dodging after shooting.

All require anticipation.

The continuous gunshots on the roof naturally aroused the awareness of several people in the compartment.

With a sniper rifle in her hand, Li Hong repeatedly aimed at the roof of the car, but couldn't grasp the position.

Although Yang Shou and Qiangxie have different weights, so there are light and heavy footfalls.

But they switched positions too fast, before Li Hong found their position, Yang Shou and Qiang Xie had already changed positions.

"Not sure! Then change to a gun!" A Jian said lightly.

At this moment, he also took out his gun. Although it was only a pistol, and it was placed in his hand so plainly, it was enough to show that he already felt threatened by Yang Shou's pursuit and invasion.

Li Hong's gaze followed the direction A Jian was pointing at.

That's a great penetrating shotgun.

Shooting up from inside the car, it's completely indiscriminate.

Without hesitation, Li Hong went forward to grab the shotgun and pulled the smoothbore.

Click!

The crisp sound startled the two who were exchanging fire on the roof of the car.

Yang Shou jumped over and hid on the top of the cockpit first.

He's in a good position!

In other words... This is the geographical advantage that Yang Shou seized for himself on the premise of predicting the development of the plot in advance.

And Qiangxie didn't have such good luck, although he also rushed towards Yang Shou's position, but after all, he was separated by a certain distance.

Yang Shou looked at the gun evil that was flying towards him, and shot directly to stop him.

"Don't shoot!" At this moment, Qiang Xie could only shout.

It's just that it's too late!
Or, neither Li Hong nor A Jian thought of stopping.

Keep the gun evil, one more person will share the money, kill the gun evil, and monopolize the benefits.

How to choose?
Li Hong fired a single shot.

A large number of projectiles shattered the roof, covering almost half of the upper area.

No matter how powerful Qiang Xie is, it is difficult to dodge within this square inch, and he was injured in the leg and waist by the bullet.

Blood instantly stained his half body red.

The strong pain stimulated Qiang Xie, he abandoned Yang Shou, roared, rushed to the gap, and shot down from the gap made by the shotgun.

Two shots in succession, and the magazine was emptied again.

A Jian blocked the two bullets with a single shot in time.

Unexpectedly, the two bullets were about to collide and shatter in the carriage.

At this time, three bullets collided with each other.

Lots of shrapnel scattered.

Mr. Huo kept lying on the ground, but escaped a catastrophe. Only a small amount of shrapnel hit his back. Although it was bloody, it didn't hurt the vitals, it was just a skin trauma.

However, Li Hong was directly covered in face by the bullets that exploded.

In an instant, the shrapnel tore her eyeballs and completely destroyed her brain.

A Jian, who also avoided a lot of shrapnel, was completely enraged when he saw Li Hong's fallen body.

He aimed at the gun evil's position and fired one after another.

At the same time, Yang Shou also stood at the front of the car, aiming at Gunxie and shooting.

Flanking from both sides.

Gunshots sounded from two positions, one after another.

Gun evil is no longer inevitable.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Gunxie's body fell to the ground and was run over by cars speeding behind.

Yang Shou turned over and entered the cockpit first, knocked out the driver who was driving, and then braked to stop the high-speed medical vehicle.

The car finally stopped.

Yang Shou went to the back of the carriage and confronted Jian who was holding Mr. Huo hostage.

"Let Mr. Huo go, I'll give you a way out." Yang Shou said, but the hand behind his back was already clenched with another Desert Eagle White Rose.

Ah Jian laughed and said, "You haven't won yet, so it's unavoidably naive to say such things."

"And... let go of the gun you're holding behind your back. Everyone only has one gun. Even if it's a duel, you must be fair."

Yang Shoudao: "I remember Ah Hong said that a shooter is a shooter, not a knight, nor a warrior. Seize the opportunity, find a flaw and kill it with a fatal blow. That's the point."

Ah Jian said: "That's right! Ah Hong was also taught by me, so this sentence should also be said by me."

"So, why don't you think about it, where is Ah Hong now?"

"She is aiming at your head with a sniper rifle, or Mr. Huo's head... As long as you act rashly, bang! One of your heads will explode like a rotten watermelon."

Yang Shou knew in his heart that the opportunity was fleeting.

However, it cannot violate the general plot trend and launch the fatal attack on A Jian in advance.

Mr. Huo, who was being held hostage by Ah Jian, suddenly twisted his body, ignoring the pistol pressed against his temple, and his body fell down.

puff!
A bullet flew from afar, but it was not aimed at Yang Shou or Mr. Huo, but A Jian.

Ah Hong was Mr. Huo's man from the beginning!

Mr. Huo has been investigating the real cause of Yang Zun's death and hunting down the evil gunman long ago.

With his financial resources and contacts, it is impossible to find out everything, and it is impossible to arrange nothing.

Relying on a moment of inspiration, A Jian did indeed escape the fatal shot.

But at the same time, the bullet still grazed the left shoulder. Although it just grazed, the power of the sniper rifle is much stronger than that of the pistol. Even though A Jian's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, a piece of his shoulder is missing at this moment. , bloody.

Mr. Huo turned over and rolled aside, and shouted to Yang Shou: "Shoot him quickly, he was the one who secretly tampered with your father's gun back then."

"Your dad is the king of guns in Asia. It is impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake as not having bullets. He replaced one of your dad's bullets with a blank one."

Ajian 15 years ago was just a teenager, but he already had such a vicious mind.

Colluded with Qiangxie, secretly exchanged one of Yang Zun's bullets.

It was the gap of this bullet that caused Yang Zun to lose his life.

Yang Shou shot decisively after Mr. Huo finished yelling this sentence.

But Ah Jian endured the severe pain and kept rolling to avoid Yang Shou's bullet.

At the same time, he shot backhand and hit Mr. Huo.

He knew that at this time, it was extremely unfavorable to fight with Yang Shou.

So he used Mr. Huo to contain Yang Shou.

When Yang Shou fired his gun at the same time to intercept the bullet.

A Jian has already grabbed a passing rider, snatched his motorcycle away, got on the motorcycle and galloped away.

Yang Shou ran over to help Mr. Huo up.

But Mr. Huo gasped and said, "I'm fine! Hurry up! Hurry up and save Ah Hong!"

"A Jian will take revenge, and Ah Hong betrayed him. He must not be the first to heal his wounds, but to arrest Ah Hong."

At the same time, Da Vinci chased after him in a cool sports car and stopped the car.

"There is the equipment I prepared for you in the car, go after it!" Da Vinci said to Yang Shou.

Then instead of Yang Shou, he supported Mr. Huo.

Yang Shou immediately opened the door and got in the car.

Mr. Huo shouted to Yang Shou: "Red roses and white roses are your father's painstaking efforts. Remember to use red roses with caution and trust white roses completely."

In the sound of Mr. Huo's explanation, Yang Shou had already stepped on the gas pedal.

The roaring air waves of the supercar are like a shot of adrenaline, directly injected into the body.

　I had a cervical spondylosis yesterday, and I missed a chapter. Now I will update one chapter first, and I will add another chapter after finishing it.

　　That embarrassing one more sophistry.

　　There are more than 8000 words in two chapters, which is really difficult to write.

　　
　
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