Tianguanzhi

Chapter 29 Citigroup No. , street lights, bloody battle

Fopi couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

No, they just look alike.

I seem to have seen this outfit somewhere.

"Guxilou" moved, and he was walking towards him.

There were narrow alleys on the left and right, and he was blocked on the path he had to pass.

Although Fopi's five senses have been severely degraded after the transformation, the distance between the two is less than twenty meters. Anyone who is not blind can see the coldness in the other person's eyes.

"Boy, a good dog doesn't get in the way."

Fopi had long forgotten what happened to the dog farm in Yiyuan that day.

"In Gu Xilou's death, besides you and Miio Kijima, was anyone else involved? Did Shi Yutang from Zijing Industry have a role?"

Gu Jianqiu asked directly.

Fengtang Mine was originally owned by Zijing Industry, and was managed by Shi Yutang, the second son of the Shi family.

Fopi opened his eyes wide at first, and then he unbuttoned his sleeves at leisure, revealing the flying dragon tattoo on his finger: "Are you Gu Jianqiu or Gu Tianyu? I remember that his two younger brothers are both studying? It seems that you are staring at me. One or two days?”

When he smiles, the wrinkles on his cheeks will pile up layer by layer, making him look a little scary: "Why do you?"

Gu Jianqiu took out the weird-looking homemade pistol from his bag, raised his finger to point at the Buddha's skin, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The cats in the alley fled in all directions.

Regardless of his embarrassment, Fopi rolled on the spot. The whole-body modified Zhan Yishu would not be easily killed by the pistol, but he would still be hurt. Last time, he was unable to dodge, and Fopi was not stupid enough to be shot in vain.

Unfortunately, the bullet still accurately hit his knee.

Although firearms shooting was not a subject that Gu Jianqiu was good at, at this distance, there was no way he would miss.

Fopi was half-kneeling on the ground, holding his knees in pain. When he saw the mixed-colored rapid-fire pistol in Gu Jianqiu's hand, which looked like a modified one from a street stall, he couldn't help but laugh: "It's just a pistol you modified yourself." Bad pistol? Hahahahahaha~"

Gu Jianqiu took a few steps back expressionlessly, but his hand holding the gun was as steady as a rock.

Only the brain and spine of the whole-body modified Buddha Skin are still original. Once injured, it can range from paralysis to death. Therefore, the reformers who perform this kind of surgery will pay special attention to the protection of the brain and spine. Shooting the Buddha Skin in the head is not a good idea. His head and back are the hardest parts of his body, and the Vulcan cannon can't even break them for a while.

The joints of the limbs are different. No matter how they are modified, in order to ensure flexibility, the strength of the artificial joints will not be too high. Once damaged, they will lose their ability to move, causing more effective damage.

Fopi stopped laughing and ejected into the air. Gu Jianqiu raised his arm and fired two shots in a row, causing Fopi to stagger back as he took off.

Only then did Fopi realize that he could hardly stand. He lowered his head in shock. His calf was covered with light red electrolyte, and his whole right leg was shaking uncontrollably.

Fopi tore open his trousers, and his artificial muscles and skin were beaten to pieces, and the electrolyte flowed uncontrollably.

One of the three bullets missed and was embedded in the femur, while the other two bullets were accurately lodged between the carbon fiber ligament and the meniscus of the heart. What made Fopi's pupils shrink was that after hitting, these bullets actually When it blooms, its six petals are embedded in its alloy patella like sharp claws. The caliber of each bullet is the size of a bottle cap!
  The last time Fopi was assassinated, the usual ammunition for the bolt pistol used by his opponent was the Haitang Flying Tiger Bullet. After the Flying Tiger Bullet hits the target or is shot a certain distance, it will produce a small explosion and explode into a large ball of sharp objects. The steel balls kill the opponent, achieving the effect of a small shotgun. It often has miraculous effects on martial artists with high ECG who have keen senses.

It is precisely because Haitang is rich in martial arts that this flying tiger bomb is particularly popular.

But facing a reformer like Fopi, who is made of steel and iron, neither the steel balls nor the explosion of the bolt pistol can cause effective damage, but instead reduce its power.

Gu Jianqiu prepared two magazines in advance, one of which contained shrapnel that was imitated from Citizen No. 12 and deformed into the body. It is specially used to deal with the fragile joints of military police officers and modified people like Fopi, and the natural effect is outstanding.

"I ask again, who was involved in my eldest brother's death? Tell them all and I will give you a good time."

Gu Jianqiu tightened the trigger.

At this moment, Fopi could only limp and move reluctantly, but he looked bloodthirsty and seemed not to have listened to Gu Jianqiu's words at all. With a posture similar to that of a wild beast, he rushed towards Gu Jianqiu crazily.

boom! boom! boom!
  Gu Jianqiu shot and retreated, and the sound of the cicadas was stopped by the sound of gunshots. In the far attic of the alley, someone turned on the light and quickly turned it off. Fopi was knocked backwards by the impact of the bullet, but he shook his head and got up. Two of the three shrapnel shells were embedded in his face, and one hit his eyebrow bone. Was bounced away.

This modified rapid-fire pistol only had six rounds of ammunition, so Gu Jianqiu ejected the magazine.

Pieces of Buddha's skin cracked, revealing the cold metal nose bones underneath, and sparks flashed from some short-circuited circuits. The opponent's successive retreats aroused his ferocity. He thought that Gu Jianqiu was at the end of his game, and now he had a great opportunity to reload in a panic!

"Ah."

Gu Jianqiu saw Fopi's plan and sneered. When he was a Level I Heavenly Official in his previous life, he could complete the tactical action of changing ammunition with one hand in about one second. After his rebirth, perhaps because of his youth, this speed was actually It's even faster.

If Gu Jianqiu had enough ammunition, he could completely block Fopi in the alley and shoot him, and the opponent would never be able to get closer.

But the actual situation is that his magazine is very precious, and that kind of behavior is really ineffective except humiliating the opponent.

In almost the blink of an eye, Gu Jianqiu, who was retreating, had his back pressed against the street lamp. Fopi twisted his body and dodged in front of him. Gu Jianqiu could almost smell the pungent smell of electrolyte emitting in the air.

At some point, Fopi's right hand stretched out a blade more than half a meter long, and made a diagonal slash from top to bottom, splitting him and his gun in half.

Gu Jianqiu immediately stepped to the left to dodge, the blade almost grazed Gu Jianqiu's cheek and cut off the stainless steel street lamp behind Gu Jianqiu like a tofu!

The street lamp was crooked and fell down.

The eyes of both parties intertwined for an instant, and the strong smell of electrolyte and gunpowder enveloped Gu Jianqiu's mouth and nose. His eyes were still as calm as an ancient well, but the hair on his cheeks stood up!

A blazing light enveloped half of Fopi's face, which was half a street lamp.

The whole body is made of fine steel, and the European-style single lamp structure on the head is no different from the principle of a rechargeable weapon!
  puff!
  Gu Jianqiu held the lamp in his right hand and hit Fopi's face hard. The huge impact flattened Fopi's left cheek, and the teeth in his mouth shook endlessly. The two contact lenses covering the red crystal compound eyes fell off and exploded together with the shattered glass shards. His whole body also flew out.

The artificial skull selected by Jixiang can bounce off bullets, but when faced with the bombardment of blunt objects, the huge concussive force is unavoidable, turning Fopi's fragile brain into a ball of paste.

Fopi felt his eyes go dark, as if someone had thrust a red-hot iron rod into his ear, and then the world was spinning. The huge pain and noise made him unable to stand still, and the pungent electrolyte flowed from his nostrils, ears and His eyes gushed down from his neck, staining his suit red.

Auspicious...teacher...

The huge reaction force caused Gu Jianqiu to break two fingers on his right hand. The stainless steel lamp stick was embedded in his fleshy palm for more than half an inch, and blood overflowed from his fingers. He pulled out the lamp stick from his palm without thinking about returning it. At the bleeding wound, he switched the street lamp to his left hand and pressed it against the throat of Fopi, who was standing unsteadily.

He did not ask who were the people involved in his eldest brother's death, but whispered: "After my eldest brother died, you never paid attention to us, did you?"

If Fopi is still paying attention to the Gu family's affairs, he has no reason not to know that I have graduated from college long ago. His impression of me is obviously still at the time when I was studying.

Fopi's red compound eyes were dim, and all he could see was Gu Jianqiu's face, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time because of a gurgling in his throat.

"what?"

"Ji, Teacher Jixiang, I..."

He fell to the ground with a thud, his heavy body shaking the asphalt, and he could no longer breathe from his mouth and nose.

If he had stopped paying attention to the Gu family a long time ago, what prompted him to come and set fire to the house two months later? Dragon skin? auspicious?

If the person who set the fire was not Fopi, the situation would be more complicated.

"Open the bow without turning back the arrow."

Gu Jianqiu murmured.

Late at night, the military police and the police station received the news and rushed to the scene, no matter what, it would be noon tomorrow.

Gu Jianqiu collected the six fired bullets one by one, carried the street lamp, and walked along the asphalt road to the Huangpu River. He threw the street lamp into the Huangpu River, briefly treated the wound, wrapped his right hand with his coat, and then found a man who was rubbing shoulders with him. , the underground gambling stall smelled of laudanum, human flesh and sweat after a night of gambling. I lost more than two hundred yuan and returned home in the early morning.

(End of this chapter)