Lord of the Desert

Chapter 254 Firearms
Raising her daughter alone, and obtaining an official position in Xijing Martial Arts Academy, Wu Hongling has always boasted that she has rich social experience.

In the past, she could occasionally guess the thoughts of the director general and colleagues, and she was complacent about it.

But also because of this, Hong Fan's way of thinking particularly shocked her.

Obviously, he just wanted to judge the reaction of the sons of the Xijing family after being deflated.

However, after a few words, the context is not limited to the case of Wang Mincai, but also the personal gains and losses of the admiral of heaven and man, and the ebb and flow between the ninety-five gods in Shenjing and the head of Wusheng Mountain...

Wu Hongling pondered silently, feeling an inexplicable sense of dislocation.

"Si Ye, what's wrong?"

Hong Fan was concerned.

"But you think I'm wrong?"

Wu Hongling shook her head.

"I thought about it, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that you were right."

"It's just that before today, I never dared to see the admiral, the head of the mountain, or even the emperor like you..."

Hong Fan heard the words and asked, "What is it like?"

Wu Hongling's face became hot when he saw it.

"That is the sage of heaven, man, martial arts, and the supreme god of the capital. As you said just now, he is as vulgar as us."

She chooses her words carefully.

Hong Fan laughed.

"Not vulgar, but practical."

He shook his head.

"Cultivating one's morality, regulating the family, governing the country and the world are all about doing things."

"And doing things is not only based on ability, but also sitting in the right seat."

Hong Fan patiently explained.

Wu Hongling put her hands on her knees and listened carefully.

In the study room, the relationship between age and status seemed to be reversed for a moment.

"If we want to decide the course of a ship, how can we not be the captain? Fame and equipment are complementary to each other!"

"So even if you are a refined person, once you enter the world to do things, you will have to be vulgar."

Hong Fan concluded.

The voice was diffuse, making the study quiet.

Wu Hongling was thoughtful.

At this time, she was sitting very close to Hong Fan, but somehow felt that the other's heart was very high and far away.

The sound of splashing water was heard.

Hong Fan picked up the kettle and made apricot pear tea again.

The wind blows through the window and feels cool to the skin.

Wu Hongling came back to her senses, only to realize that she was sitting stiffly.

She hurriedly adjusted her posture to look more casual.

"Si Ye, these things just now are actually just rumors, and they may not be reliable in the end."

Hong Fan laughed.

"In this way, I will say the simplest judgment, and you can find out according to the picture."

"Whether the admiral wants to join the game depends on whether Wang Mincai will be handed over to the Procuratorate."

"This person has a solid cultivation base. According to the regulations, he can be locked in our cell or be transferred."

"If the person is handed over to Jin Ziming, what I just said is all nonsense."

"On the contrary, if the ministry refuses to hand over the person and only asks the procurator to come and interrogate, then my analysis just now will be quite different."

"In the red wall, we settled black and white, and Wang Min explained that everything is fair and just."

"Outside the red wall, whether it's a strong dragon or a snake, who can forcefully press the head of the Martial Arts Academy?"

When Wu Hongling heard this, she felt confident.

"Ruyi complained to me before, saying that now Ruyi's team has become Hong Fan's team, and you have become the leader of the team."

She smiled.

"If this continues, you will not only be Ruyi's captain, but you will become my boss!"

It's hard for Hong Fan to answer these words.

And Wu Hongling immediately realized that she had spoken indulgently, her ears turned red, she drank the tea in her cup and left hastily.

A quarter of an hour later, she returned to the Martial Arts Academy, just in time to see Jian Si come out of Xiezhi Hall.

"Is there something wrong with the chief?"

Wu Hongling greeted.

"Yes, the admiral just came to order."

Jian Siyuan replied.

"Didn't the people from the inspector come here to ask for someone, so I'll go back to them now."

When Wu Hongling heard this, her smile suddenly brightened.

But Jian Siyuan was at a loss.

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Three days later.

September 24, afternoon.

Asahi Fu Yanwu Field.

Hong Fan stood in the field, three steps away was a hanging wooden plank.

This board is one inch thick and half a meter long and wide.

He slightly adjusted his breath, and then condensed the sand armor.

The right arm was raised flat, the fist was clenched tightly, the armor cracked a gap, and air was taken in.

Yan Liujin intervened, blurring his vision.

bang.

From around the gauntlet of the small arm, dozens of spherical gravel aggregation warheads sprayed out, blasting the wooden board into fragments all over the sky.

"How does it feel?"

Hong Fan dispersed Shajia, turned to the sidelines and asked.

"The shotgun isn't as powerful as the slug you just used."

Zhan Yuanzi replied.

He pointed to a twisted and dented sheet of steel near his foot.

"But in Lijing, this is already too much."

"Close-to-body distance, perfect state of cultivation; if you don't practice horizontal exercises and don't wear heavy armor, even if you don't die from your hand, you will definitely not be able to stand up."

As Zhan Yuanzi said, he walked to the courtyard wall behind the board.

The wall is intact and there are no traces of beating.

"How far can your sand bombs go?"

he asked back.

"The upper limit is between twenty and thirty meters."

Hong Fan replied.

"But ten meters away, the hardness dropped rapidly."

He went to the sidelines and picked up the charcoal pencil.

There was a piece of paper on the table, on which was a sketch of the Desolate Battle Armor.

In the figure, thin lines outline the suction hole, pressurized chamber, short barrel and other structures in various parts.

The new experimental data was fully recorded.

"This trick has been practiced until now, and it is no problem in theory."

Hong Fan concluded.

"But a person is not a target after all, just being beaten does not fight back."

"You have to try it in actual combat to be more sure."

He looked at Zhan Yuanzi.

The latter shook his head and laughed.

"I knew you asked me to come, it's nothing good."

As Zhan Yuanzi said, he walked under the rain eaves of the martial arts arena, took off the whole set of cotton armor and heavy armor and put them on.

The armor was complete, and he picked up a hatchet.

The two stood still in the center of the martial arts arena.

Hong Fan evokes Sha Jia.

"coming."

Zhan Yuanzi danced a wrist flower with his right hand, as a reminder, the first step is a heavy chop.

The sand armor is thickened, and the arms are used to block.

The ax blade bit into the gravel and was immediately locked.

Hong Fan approached with a short body and threw out his right fist.

Zhan Yuanzi's left arm was stuck to his ribs, and his whole body was shaken back half a foot, and he let go of his fist strength.

One attack and one defense is one round.

At this moment, Zhan Yuanzi suddenly felt a scorching heat coming from his ribs.

He stared down and saw that Hong Fan's right arm was obviously swollen, and the surrounding air was distorted.

【coming! 】

Zhan Yuanzi's heart was awe-inspiring, he turned his elbow to avoid it, and sideways to avoid it.

Short thunderclaps sounded at the same time.

Dust flew up.

Zhan Yuanzi shook his upper body, took two steps back, looked down, and found that he had been shot.

But the shot came from Hong Fan's chest.

"So you don't have to use your arms for this move, but your chest?"

Zhan Yuanzi said angrily.

"It's really hard to guard against."

"Not just the chest."

Hong Fan smiled back, quite pleased with himself.

"As long as there are parts of the whole body that are thick enough, everything is fine."

Zhan Yuanzi was taken aback.

"Then I think the power of your move is no less than Shunpo."

"How much force did you use for the shot just now?"

He asked, touched his chest, and easily tore off seven or eight half-rotten armor pieces.

"Five percent."

Hong Fan estimated.

"Ten percent strength, with a single-headed bullet, it should be able to pierce the hundred-forged heart guard."

"Amazing!"

Zhan Yuanzi held out his thumb.

"It's like hiding a cannon on your body!"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Fan was taken aback.

"You just said artillery?"

He asked immediately.

"Yes."

Zhan Yuanzi nodded.

"The Shengzhou side defended the city with it, and it was invincible. It is said that it was several years ago."

"Don't you know about artillery?"

Hong Fan didn't reply right away.

He scattered the sand armor, walked a few steps away with his hands on his hips, and looked at the sunset behind the wall.

"The power of firearms..."

"I know all too well!"

PS: The operation officer changed it on behalf of the operation officer. Yesterday’s 253-word content was directly added to Chapter 253. If there is no automatic update, book lovers can long press Chapter [-] in the catalog to manually re-download the chapter and you can see it. .Sorry again for causing trouble to everyone.

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