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Chapter 475 The little prince is in command! (3)

The little prince is in command! (3)

He didn't want to die, and he didn't believe that Shen Fengchu would really let him go.

So, he decided to give it a go.

He learned guns from Shen Chong since he was a child. His talent and diligence are obvious to all. Otherwise, no matter how much Shen Chong loves him, it is impossible for him to be promoted to the position of general, let alone the gun he used. The fifth armor-piercing gun on the weapon list was given to him.

The spear was like a dragon, with a gust of wind, this spear, Shen Zilong used all his strength without reservation.

Shen Fengchu moved, and hastily retreated two steps away.

The long spear pierced the air, Shen Zilong turned around, and the armor-piercing gun swept across the ground, carrying a cloud of yellow smoke like mist.

Shen Fengchu raised his left sleeve to protect his face, and took two steps back.

"ah!"

With a soft whistle, Shen Zilong lifted his spear upwards, the armor-piercing spear was like a rainbow piercing the sun, piercing through the rising smoke and dust, and directly aimed at Shen Fengchu's chest.

Turning around, Shen Fengchu avoided it.

The tip of the gun brushed against his sleeve, and forcibly tore off a piece of his intact right sleeve.

Putting away the gun and blowing off the thread on the tip of the gun, Shen Zilong raised his eyes coldly.

"This time, let me see where you go!"

Lightly tap the toes on the ground, and the gun merged into one, Shen Zilong's whole body turned into a light and shadow, rushing towards Shen Fengchu.

The Shen family's most powerful marksmanship - one rider can be as powerful as a thousand.

This move is originally a marksmanship on horseback, the strength of the man plus the sprint of the horse, it is very powerful.

Back then, when Zhong Chong was young, he used this move to kill three Wala generals at the same time. Although Shen Zilong's move was not performed immediately, it still carried a strong gust of wind.

As he flew up, the dust on the ground flew up along with his figure.

From a distance, it seemed that there were countless figures following him. He was obviously alone, but it gave off the feeling of thousands of troops.

This time, Shen Fengchu didn't dodge any more.

Allowing him to shoot three times is enough to show respect for his father's armor-piercing gun, and he will not let him take the fourth shot.

Leaning sideways, he landed on one foot, spun lightly, and then drew out his sword.

Shen Zilong's spear brushed past his body, and Shen Fengchu's turning force deftly deflected his momentum, letting the spear pass him.

When Shen Fengchu drew his sword, Shen Zilong's men had already rushed in front of him. Seeing the sword stabbing in front of him, Shen Zilong's eyes widened instantly.

Ruozhirou pierced his body straight.

Shen Fengchu raised his left hand and grabbed the armor-piercing gun.

With a light tap of the toes, the person has retreated a few steps away.

Turning his arm back, he put the finger on his body, he lightly tapped his left hand, and the armor-piercing gun in his hand landed heavily on the ground.

"This gun was given to you by your father back then. Now, I will take it back on his behalf, because you are no longer worthy of using him!"

Blood spurted out of his chest like a spring, Shen Zilong swayed and fell heavily to the ground.

Lying on the yellow ground, he looked sideways at Shen Fengchu, his eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief.

Growing up with Shen Fengchu since childhood, he has always understood Shen Fengchu better than anyone else.

However, until now, he still couldn't figure out, when did this young man who was not suitable for practicing martial arts because of his peculiar meridians since he was young, become such a master?
"I remember, someone said that there is no absolute thing in this world. Diligence can make up for weakness. As long as you work hard, a waste can become a hero!" Shen Fengchu frowned and looked at Shen Zilong who raised his face from the ground, and smiled coldly, "These , I think you have already forgotten?"

Shen Zilong raised his face and looked at the boy's frown.

Suddenly remembered, this is what he said.

At that time, Shen Fengchu was ten years old, and he was 15 years old.

(End of this chapter)