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From the beginning of the battle, there was a one-sided situation. Although there were many ruffians, they couldn't stand the blows of this group of outsiders. They came and went. No one was injured in a charge, but more than a dozen ruffians fell down. There are many hanging on the lottery and retreating.

The chief of the car's face changed drastically, and he said in panic: "These women are so powerful, they are like martial arts, if your men lose, don't hurt me, the driver will drive."

"Don't worry, Chief, their kung fu is so useful, and I still have a gun." Da Hu said viciously, although he was also restless in his heart, but he couldn't show it in front of the chief, otherwise he would fall out of favor and not be reused in the future.

The director was still in shock, but he was embarrassed and insisted on running away.

I saw Dahu driving the door and going out, followed by more than a dozen burly men getting out of the car behind, all in black suits and long capes, just like the little Ma in the heroic book, these people are the direct descendants of Dahu The thugs, all of them claim to be from special forces, and the poor ones have been mercenaries for three years. They look good in stature, but few of them have experienced their real combat effectiveness, because since they debuted with Dahu, they have all I haven't had a chance to try my skills yet. In most cases, the hundreds of little ruffians under my command can calm down. When I encountered a big scene today, this was my first appearance.

Da Hu rushed to the front of the team with a few strides, just as Liang kicked a ruffian into the air and fell in front of him, Da Hu reached out to catch the ruffian without shaking his body, and put the ruffian steadily beside him , strode forward, and when he was five meters away from Liang Yong, his right hand hidden in his waist suddenly stretched out, and pointed a black pistol at Liang Yong.

At the same time, a group of ponies behind him also made a "crack click" sound of gun bolts, and took out the weapons they hid under the cloak, which turned out to be all shotguns. This kind of large-caliber shotgun looks ugly , but the power is astonishing, one shot can shoot out hundreds of grains of iron sand covering a large area, and can beat people into sieves.

"Don't move, move again, I'll tell you all to go see Marx." Big Hu pointed a gun at Liang Yong and roared, even knowing the catchphrases of the mainland.

Liang Yong sneered, Shuo Shu and Feschenko showed playful expressions, someone was playing with them with guns, and it was this kind of homemade low-quality guns, which might explode after a few shots.

Yue Lingshan's complexion changed, and so did the old nun's and others' complexion. Especially the old nun, regardless of her age, would stand in front of Liang Yong. Although he knows martial arts, he seldom fights with others. Today, when he was forced to make a move, he only beat back the gangsters, but did not hurt them. Those who fell to the ground were all killed by Liang Yongshuo and Yue Lingshan. No wonder they are nervous, no matter how high the martial arts are, they can't resist the bullet's shooting.

Liang Yong stretched out his hand to block the old nun, stared at Dahu with a cold face and said, "You are sure to point the gun at me, and you won't regret it." The cold eyes made Dahu feel nervous for no reason. He also has three or five lives in his hands, and he is considered a murderer who has seen blood, but he has never been so nervous today.

"I just pointed a gun at you, what's the matter, I can kill you if you don't obey." Although Da Hu had a guilty conscience, he did not show weakness on his face, and threatened with a gun viciously.

"Don't get excited, let's not talk about whether you have the guts to shoot at me, whether you are qualified enough, let me talk about the gun in your hand, it looks like the May [-]th style, but a discerning person can tell it is a copycat version, made in an underground black gun den Yes, how many rounds have you tried?" Liang Yong asked playfully.

"As long as you know it's a real gun, I've tried a few rounds and it's none of your business." Da Hu said disdainfully.

"It's none of my business, but it's about your palm. As far as I know, the guns in black dens are made of low-quality steel, and the rifles are not drilled properly. Generally, they can only be fired about three times. If it exceeds three times, it will easily explode. chamber, so the seller won’t let you test the gun more, at most three rounds, how many rounds did you fire.” Liang Yong explained patiently.

Dahu's expression changed, and he hesitated.

"There is also the shotgun in their hands. The caliber is so large that it is more prestigious than the rifle, but they don't know that the larger the caliber, the easier it is to explode, and this gun has fewer shots. Let me tell you that one shot is no problem, and two shots are fine. Let it go, the third shot is sure to explode, do you still dare to use it?" Liang Yong suddenly raised his voice, frightened the group of guys into a cold sweat, and unconsciously looked at the guns in their hands, even though they have been trained in special warfare to play with guns Countless, but I really don't know much about this kind of cheap street stalls.

Liang Yong sneered secretly, knowing that he had been fooled, these guys took out more than a dozen guns as soon as they appeared on the stage. Fan said that it was to blow their confidence. It just so happened that Xiao Ling told him some time ago that there was a case of a black den making a low-quality gun that exploded.

Da Hu had a conflict in his heart, he didn't believe Liang Yong, but what if what he said was true, what should I do if he tried to shoot three rounds of this gun at that time, and he was not allowed to try again, and cursed in his heart: " Cheap means that there are no good ones, so I knew this gun would not work and bought the original Russian product at a high price." But buying a gun is just to support the scene, and since they are in a small city, there are not many opportunities to shoot, and the opponent sees them. I was so frightened that I surrendered, so it's useless to do it.

"Don't shake your hands, the safety is on, and it will be activated with a flick of your finger... bang..." Liang Yong became serious, with a bewitching tone in his tone, and when he pushed his emotions to the extreme, he suddenly roared.

As he roared, there was indeed a gunshot, followed by Dahu's loud scream: "Ah..."

Da Hu's wrist was in great pain, and he was horrified to find that the palm of his hand holding the gun broke off at the wrist, and fell to the ground together with the pistol.

"Ahhh..." There was an exclamation behind him, and the group of flamboyant pony brothers threw the shotgun to the ground in horror, for fear of accidentally triggering the chamber, the chamber of the shotgun is not without a palm The problem is that even a small life is in danger.

"Haha, old Fei did a good job." Shuoshu laughed triumphantly. Feshenko, who was sitting on the ground, lazily raised the desert eagle in his hand, and blew the green smoke from the gun barrel smartly. The damage on his body was not healed. , marksmanship is not a trace of regression.

"His gun didn't explode, he interrupted it." Yue Lingshan said in surprise.

"Hey, Shanshan's eyes are better, you can tell that." Liang smirked triumphantly, and reached out to pinch her nose.

"Ah, I've been fooled." All the ruffians exclaimed together, and the group of ponies were about to lean over to pick up the guns, but there was another gunshot, hitting the pile of shotguns and sparking a string of sparks, scaring them away ,

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